At the same time, on the East African Plateau, there was a floating island in the sky.
Everyone pushed open the door of the castle and walked a few steps into the castle. They were immediately stunned by the strange sight in the castle.
No. It should be said that Professors Bedivere, Palamedes and Paul were stunned with fright, while the group of Pygmies seemed to have long been used to it and were indifferent to these strange sights.
In the courtyard of this castle, golden and sky blue crystals are scattered everywhere.
The golden yellow color is naturally the natural crystal of [Sphingrite]. They absorb the power of thunder and lightning in the sky and emit luxurious golden excess light.
As for the sky blue ones, Bediwell had actually seen them in the Tower of the Great Mage, and they were also the crystallization of the natural crystal, [Light Stone], which countless magicians regarded as a treasure.
Of course, if the lightstone is not stimulated by electricity, it will neither produce anti-gravity nor emit light on its own. As a result, these sky-blue lights actually come from the electric energy of the sprite.
Compared with the natural crystals of splinterite, the natural crystals of lightstone are rarer and much more valuable. It is an indispensable material for manufacturing various large-scale anti-gravity warships.
And when these golden and sky-blue crystals are neatly arranged on the ground of the courtyard, this landscape composed of crystals worth hundreds of millions of dollars will definitely shock the hearts of people in the civilized world!
"Oops, *burp*." Paramedis became suspicious: "I want to break off a lightstone crystal, *burp*, as a souvenir."
"No, Paramedes." Bedivere looked quite depressed, "You are an adult and the father of three children. If you do such an uncultured thing, you will be teased by the children when you go back."
"This kind of thing, *burp*, it's okay!" The drunk Palamedes seemed to have returned to his original evil nature of a robber: "Just take one, just one!"
An intact lightstone crystal as thick as an arm is worth tens of thousands of Tabulitian gold coins. Break one off and you can live a very happy life for the rest of your life.
The werewolf shook his head, grabbed Palamedes by the tail and dragged him to the city to prevent the big cat from getting the wrong idea about those gems again. But Palamedes howled in pain and kept looking greedily.
The lightstone crystal in the courtyard.
After entering the castle, Bedivere was startled again by the decadent decay here. He was already certain that these were relics left by the ancient gods and humans. The question was why such relics were hidden on floating islands in the sky.
Why is it here, and why was it abandoned?
Seeing that the ruins were so huge, Bediwell glanced at everyone and shrugged: "Do you want to search separately?"
"Tsuruka." the great elder said.
"The elders said, there is no need." Professor Paul translated simultaneously: "They have been here a long time ago, and they know where [the devil] is."
"Oh, that would be great." Bediwell wondered, "Then, take us there?"
"Schu Laka." the great elder said again.
"The elders said that this is already the palace of the gods, and they cannot go any further. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to God." Professor Paul said, "They can only show the way for you gods, and let you go on your own."
"Tsk... Whatever, just show me the way quickly." Bediwell felt very restless. He was troubled by various complicated thoughts in his heart, and did not notice the contradiction in the words of the great elder of the Pegmi tribe.
place.
The great elder raised the crutch made of bone in his hand, with a small ruby inlaid on the crutch.
He muttered words, and the gem reacted to the Great Elder's spell and radiated a [path].
The red line is spread on the ground and extends deep into the castle.
"Wow," Palamedes curiously touched the line on the ground with his cat paw, but that [line] was actually formed by some kind of light, but he didn't know where the light came from.
"Is it a holographic image?" Bedivere also stared at the guiding light: "Did the Pygmies steal that ruby from this ruins?"
Professor Paul blinked, looked at the great elder, and then at the werewolf Bedivere: "We don't need to pay too much attention to that kind of thing."
He and the great elder had a few conversations in the Pygmy language, and the elder nodded in response. Even if the werewolf couldn't understand, he knew what he was affirming.
"Great. The great elder said that I can understand the language of the gods and can go with you. Let's go." Professor Paul's face showed unconcealable happiness.
(This desperate guy still wants to follow you!?)
"Professor, the road ahead of us may be dangerous. If you don't have the ability to fight, if something happens, we may not be able to guarantee your safety..." Bediwell was even more puzzled. Professor Paul will definitely become a huge burden.
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"I know. I still have this awareness." The old scholar doesn't care, "But this is the opportunity I have always dreamed of. If I can see the secrets here in [the castle of the gods], even if I die,
It’s worth it!”
(Are all scholars like this? It’s really hopeless.)
The werewolf rolled his eyes at the old professor: "Okay, if you really want to die that much, it's up to you."
He carried the drunken Palamedes and walked deep into the castle along the red light. Professor Paul followed behind the werewolf and leopard man.
Now when I look at this building more carefully, I realize how grand it is. Although it is dilapidated and full of traces of time, this building still retains its original function.
The structure here is almost exactly the same as that of the fox tribe's research institute. Whether the foxes copied the structure of the god tribe's building, or whether the two are inextricably linked, Bediwell can only guess on his own.
The only thing that is certain is that this place is larger than the foxes' research institute, several times larger. The surrounding area is densely covered with all kinds of mysterious and mysterious equipment.
As people went deeper, the corridor became narrower and narrower, and there were more and more equipment around it.
Bediwell looked at these equipment. They seemed to be some kind of machine engine, or like the centrifuges used to create barriers in various cities, but they were all rusty and seemed impossible to operate anymore.
Occasionally there are some empty rooms on both sides of the corridor, which are filled with more debris that is completely incomprehensible. Some seem to be parts of the golem, while others, including various gears and tracks, are also rusty.
Although there are so many rusty debris around, the metal walls and floors of the castle show no traces of rust. Maybe the metals that make them up do not rust, or maybe those debris are not caused by being piled here for a long time.
It's rusty, but there's another reason -- God knows.
Neither understand nor guess, Bedivere and others are in a mysterious and gloomy old castle full of waste.