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Chapter 38 The Messenger of the Great Race

Outside the city, the sky is filled with yellow sand, but inside the city, order is in order.

All mortals are tools of burning life, working together to build this great city.

No matter what their skin color and bloodline are, in their self-perception, these people are sure that they are Nippur people.

When Victor first entered the city, he could feel a force attacking his mental body.

However, because he is a seer of the Third Esoteric Tradition and his spirituality is much higher than that of ordinary people, he was not affected.

But now, the soldier didn't know that Victor still retained his self, so he threw the tools to him and left.

With the shovel in hand, Victor didn't think he should join these slaves.

He threw it aside and walked along the base of the huge structure, carefully observing the local people.

Although the building is large in scale, the slave workers did not dare to be careless and carefully carved it according to certain requirements. The hammers hit the rivets over and over again, carving deep lines.

Victor didn't know who was guiding their design plan, but the patterns seemed to be imprinted into their consciousness. Even the slave workers who were several meters away could finally form the carved patterns into a kind of religious and spiritual style.

Pattern in ethnic style.

This reminded Victor of the statue in front of the temple, which was probably the god worshiped by the Uruk Dynasty.

The old worker just now mentioned titles such as "the great hero king", "the only remaining great race", and "the true god with the blood of God".

Do these three titles refer to the same existence, which is the true form of the sculpture?

Is it possible that the self-identity of local humans of different races is related to the gods they worship?

Another point is that Victor doesn't know if he has traveled through time. If this is really the Uruk Dynasty in ancient times, that would be troublesome.

As a seer, he certainly understands that the so-called gods are not so glamorous. They also have their own selfish desires and ambitions, and they are not detached from the world.

Of course, he also understood that gods were only in a high position of studying secret transmissions, and they possessed quite terrifying power, a power that Victor could not imagine.

Is it possible that he came to the Uruk Dynasty because of the local "blood of god"?

So what exactly does He want to do?

Victor, who stopped to think, finally caught the attention of an "overseer".

He was a fat man, two meters tall, with a slender face and a ferocious expression. He was walking towards Victor holding a whip full of spikes.

“!#¥#E%$!”

He copied a language that Victor had never heard before, as if ordering Victor to continue working, and pointed his rolling pin-like finger at the latter's head.

However, Victor had his hands behind his back, still thinking deeply about the problem, and ignored the supervisor's accusations.

Whoosh!

The overseer was offended and whipped Victor.

Bang! The whip seemed to have struck gold and iron. Victor's body didn't even move, but the whip bounced back, circled around and hit the overseer himself, causing him to grin and howl in pain.

The golden spell was broken, and Victor noticed the huge fat man in front of him and frowned.

Seeing that the other party was getting angry, Victor immediately thought of something.

The group of cavalry mentioned a high priest before, perhaps he is the current manager of the city of Uruk.

"Let's go and meet..."

Thinking of this, Victor's body suddenly disappeared, leaving the supervisor who was about to raise his arms to attack him stunned on the spot.

Then, the supervisor felt someone tapping him with a finger from behind, and immediately turned around to find who it was.

Victor's figure appeared nearby. When the supervisor saw it, he rushed over. But suddenly, he felt that his body was very tired and his physical strength was greatly reduced. He couldn't stop breathing after running two steps, as if he was seriously ill.

When he knelt down in front of Victor, he was sweating profusely and could not stand up.

Facing the strange man in front of him, the fat supervisor used his last strength and shouted at the top of his voice, attracting the patrolling guards nearby.

"Well... now it's fun, let's make it bigger!"

Victor showed a rare sinister smile, opened his own scene door with his fingers, and then drew a spell in the void, which immediately aroused a ball of fire!

There were nearly twenty guards gathered from the high platform above. They were armed with spears, their upper bodies were naked, and their lower bodies were wearing piece of armor. Their equipment was similar to that of the previous cavalry.

After seeing Victor, the guards immediately determined that he was the troublemaker, so they shouted and rushed towards Victor.

Victor always wanted to practice new control methods, so he used these guards as experimental subjects.

Although without the paper talisman, his ability will be greatly reduced, but even so, the flame summoned by it is the true fire of samadhi.

He sent out flames and instantly hit the body of the soldier at the front, burning a hole through his chest in the blink of an eye.

Not only that, Victor began to try how to control the summoned Samadhi True Fire.

This is a skill he only recently discovered. After clicking on the scene door, Victor can still control the movement of the flames.

Although the Samadhi True Fire cannot expand the intensity of the fire, as long as it can move with Victor's mind, its power will be greatly enhanced.

Victor didn't let go of his fingers and guided the flame towards the second guard.

The opponent raised his spear to resist, and the spear was instantly burned in the middle. Then the flames hit the guard's face. When it fell, his head was gone, only the scorched neck.

Killing two people instantly, Victor endured his gradually burning body and continued to channel the Samadhi True Fire, burning two more guards to death in one breath.

Suddenly, the remaining guards felt great fear. They were so frightened that they retreated and never dared to step forward again.

Victor's face turned red. Seeing that his deterrent effect had worked, he canceled the Samadhi True Fire.

He clasped his hands behind his back and paced forward, frightening the guards to retreat, pointing their trembling spear points at him.

Victor sneered and raised his hand as if to breathe fire, so the guards immediately dropped their weapons.

"Kneel down!"

He scolded the group of people in a commanding tone.

Under the coercion of powerful force, the guards prostrated themselves on the ground one after another, kowtowing to him as if they were worshiping gods.

"**...&&%&&%"

He heard some strange languages ​​again, and Victor didn't know what they were talking about, but since he knelt down, it proved that some of the people in this group understood the Bain language.

"Who is the high priest?" He asked the guard closest to him with a majestic posture and an expressionless face.

The other party did not dare to raise his head and did not answer. His body was shaking constantly.

The man didn't understand, so Victor looked at the man next to him with cold eyes.

This one looks a lot like a Bain and probably understands Common.

So Victor shouted to him: "I am the messenger sent by the great race to see your high priest."


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