"This is our city, we call it the West Ring Road." John pointed to the tall city walls and tall buildings in front of him.
And there are countless pipes all over the city. They spray hot air from time to time, and then make a buzzing sound, transmitting steam information to the surroundings.
A motorcycle and a horse walk together on the land, which is a scorched earth with no grass growing.
Raven felt a destructive breath, this breath was scorching, like the sun in the sky.
It is very close to the city and very close to the night.
"There's no difference between day and night here, right?" Raven looked around and said casually.
"Yeah, the thick steam couldn't disperse above our heads, completely blocking the sun." John explained, sighing, "Let's go, I'll cover the cost of entering the city for you."
After a while, the scene in front of him became more vivid, but it still looked like a mixture of black and white.
Several soldiers-like people stood at the door, scanning the people coming and going.
Buzz——
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The steam motorcycle slowed down and stopped in front of several soldiers. John pouted behind him and said, "He's with me."
Those soldiers wore a pair of exquisite and strange armor, with their body and face completely covered. Only two glass holes were opened for their eyes, allowing them to see the outside world.
Large and small pipes are covered under this metal armor, and there is a clicking sound of gears when moving.
The soldier raised his head and glanced at the knight leading the horse with his big-eyed alien mask.
"not enough."
His tone was cold and unsophisticated. He threw the coins handed over by John into the money bin next to him, and then stretched out his hand.
John's face looked a little ugly, but he still took out the remaining coins before the soldier let them in.
Raven didn't say anything, just remembered John's behavior.
"Let's go to a place now where your identity problem can be solved." On the street, John turned his head, pushed the somewhat low motorcycle, and said to Raven.
"Although it doesn't seem to be strict here, as long as someone traces it, it will be very troublesome for you to have no identity."
"Okay, please excuse me." Raven did not refuse. He has been in this world for a long time. According to the ratio of the marks of the gods, one hundred and three days here is almost equivalent to one day in New Philot.
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Moreover, the proportion of this time is getting larger and larger, which means that the speed of the world's slide into the abyss is still accelerating.
When the time flow rate in this world reaches two hundred to one or three hundred to one, then this world will be like a human being who has a few breaths left before death. It will be terminally ill and there is no cure.
His goal is to try to reduce the time ratio in this world to eighty to one or seventy to one, not to mention the normal time difference between the normal plane and New Philot, at least not the kind of plane that is very close to the abyss.
Meet.
The premise of saving the world is that he must find a way to look at the development history of the world, find the reason and root cause of the world's imminent demise, and then try to solve this problem.
In the dark streets, the figure of Raven holding the horse is very conspicuous. In this era, horses are rarely seen.
"Here, this is your thing."
He took the hard silver nameplate that he had just taken out from under the steam rolling mill. There was a row of words engraved on it, which was the forged ID number and real name.
"Is there a library in this era?" Raven suddenly asked.
Life was a little difficult, and John, who was feeling a little sad about how much money he had spent, was stunned. What is that, a library?
"It's the place where knowledge is stored." Raven explained.
"I know there are two places, but we can't enter the other one." John thought of the remaining place, a place where they should stay.
"Where?"
"The Holy of Holies."
John spoke with reverence, as if mentioning those three words had sacred connotations.
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The Holy of Holies is the place where God's warriors express their lofty faith, and it is also the place they believe is closest to God.
Fighters often come and go here, pray here, and receive tasks.
This day, a guest came here.
"Sorry, outsiders are not allowed to enter the Holy Land."
At the door, an old man came out and stopped Raven with a solemn expression, not allowing him to enter.
Raven stopped and looked at the very determined old man.
"This is the place for God's warriors. No one else is allowed in."
This is the Holy Land, and it is also a closed place that cannot be seen by outsiders.
"Sorry, he killed a blade demon with me." John pressed down the old man's hand and said to him.
"But he is not a fighter for God." The old man's beard and hair were gray. Even though his face looked old, his arms were still strong. Even John's could not hold him down.
"Although I am not a God fighter, but..." A layer of light appeared on Raven's armor, carrying holy power, "People who are trying to save the world should unite, right?"
He looked at the old man, and watched the old man's psychological changes, from ignorance, to stubbornness, to shock at the sight of fighting spirit.
Raven knew that his goal had been achieved.
As a powerful warrior who has fought for many years without dying, the old man understands the definition of this power very well.
If it weren't for the countless strong winds and waves he had seen, he might even have regarded this man as God.
He has long since lost the abyss bloodline that was given to him, and has lost the powerful power brought by that bloodline.
However, as a powerful human being who defeated the blood of the abyss with a human body, he also has the ability to sense things beyond ordinary things.
In his perception, this person is not just a person, but more like an endless light, a strong belief, and an extremely respected and powerful existence.
"Please come in." The old man showed some humility and personally took Raven in here.
As for Raven's horse, the old man called another person to take it away.
"I want to see the history of this world." Raven opened his mouth to see the most precious thing here.
When the old man heard this, he became even more humble and took Raven inside. There were floor tiles illuminated by dim candlelight. There were very few people inside and the place was very big.
He personally opened the sealed door and exposed the library with hundreds of square meters.
"If you want to ask something, I might be able to give you some answers before you come into contact with these books."
"I want to see where this world started to go bad." Raven stopped and looked at the special material sheets placed in two rows. The paper-like structure recorded a lot of knowledge.
"This world?" The old man sighed, pushed the stool aside and climbed up to the second shelf, and took down a thick book.