"We're here."

A faint, pale cold light stretched forward through the end of the corridor and the weathered mottled walls, outlining the outline of a trapezoidal stone chamber, like a burial chamber or a sacrificial temple.

Alice's light steps stopped in front of her, and she turned to look at the others and replied.

The cold light hit the side face of Steven Stephen, the commander of the sixth regiment of the Jeffreyt Redcoats, and he raised the dwarf's thick eyebrows to look at the place: "But there's nothing here. ”

"No, someone will come and pick us up." Alice replied.

"People?"

"Someone you know."

Stilifer heard footsteps coming from the other side of the darkness, and he grabbed his dwarven battle axe alertly—but it was purely comforting, he was an analyst in the regiment, a cut below most of his peers, which was why it was his turn.

But for only a moment, the dwarf watched the tense face in that direction relax, and the thick knuckles involuntarily moved away, and there was a click, click, rhythmic sound in the darkness, accompanied by rustling steps, getting closer and closer.

Then an old night lizard man with a wooden staff came out of there, wearing a huge crown of feathers on its head, and its eyes seemed to be blind underneath, leaving only the whites of its eyes, but it did not prevent it from moving as usual, and slowly walked in front of the people.

The scales on the old night lizard were dull and thin, as if they were hanging from a layer of orange peel, and they looked like rickets, but the people who followed them all showed respect to the old night lizard.

Stiliffen also lowered his breath: "Great Prophet of Copan. ”

"You're late," the Night Lizard said in a strong accent, with the usual sizzling of the Lizardmen, but speaking in authentic Huey, one of the official languages of Cowling, "but thankfully it didn't take time—"

"There was some trouble on the way."

"No need to explain, Sarutaka knows everything," the night lizard replied slowly, turning around and saying, "Follow me." ”

"Miss Alice." Steven looked back, he didn't really like this woman - no one really appreciated a traitor, not to mention that the other party's actions were not a betrayal, they used these people as tools at best, but the guild had other arrangements for this woman, and he couldn't cross the river and tear down the bridge.

He only said like this: "Do you want to stay here, if you are afraid of the dark, I can let a few people stay with you." ”

Alice smiled but didn't answer.

The Prophet then spoke in a low voice, "No, she cannot stay here, she must be with us." ”

"Great Prophet of Copan, she's not the one who was planned." Steven was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained.

The Prophet shook his head: "This is an oracle. ”

Steven was slightly stunned, and glanced at Alice a little strangely, not quite understanding why Sarutaka would take a fancy to this woman - but he could only agree with this statement, no way, this time the mission was dominated by the night lizards, and their Jeffrey Redcoats would not resurrect a god's ritual.

And how great is the temptation to resurrect a deity?

Steven didn't know exactly how much the guild would benefit from this mission, but the night lizards had promised them at least ten places for the Chosen One, and that was just the beginning, so what if there was one god as a backer, or if the Jeffrey Redcoats all turned to Sarutaka?

It is only a multiple-choice question for the Elect, and they will one day return to Earth.

Hypocrites are no different to the local gods, as they can provide the Starlight faith, and Sarutaka will accept them as long as they are not psychologically clean gods like Ameya.

He is well aware of the weight of responsibility on his shoulders.

Each of the top ten guilds in China controls a large amount of resources, almost monopolizing, and the crown of the silver forest, which is not favored by everyone today, is actually a hundred-legged insect that is dead but not stiff, and it is difficult to be replaced without a few years of effort.

But after a few years of hard work, BBK can't afford to wait, this is their best time, infinitely close to the top 10 throne, once the time is missed, who knows what will happen?

But how easy is it to go further? Every time the territory of the guild in the history of the Star Gate is renewed, there are all major events involved, such as the crown of the silver forest back then, which has sprung up with the integration of the guild after the Battle of Byrne. However, BBK did not have such a good time and could only create opportunities on its own.

As for the Super Athletic League's questioning, Steven didn't care so much, he knew the rules of that circle very well.

The vibrations from Fenris' center didn't seem to affect the place too much.

All of them felt only a slight tremor as they walked through the stone chamber under the guidance of the Night Lizard Prophet into the corridor at the other end, and before long, the vision ahead suddenly opened up, and they walked out of the pyramid, and a man-made valley appeared in front of them.

The dwarf Stileven took a soft breath.

Even though he was prepared, he was still a little shocked by the magnificence in front of him, and the seven or eight giant pyramids that surrounded the valley on all sides of the 'hills', making it an enclosed space—and as far as the eye could see, the steps of each pyramid near and far were full of night lizardmen, who were bowing their heads and kneeling reverently towards an isolated island in the middle of the valley.

The island was floating in mid-air.

Above it was a towering obelisk, taller than any minaret he had ever seen when he came, and the former pointed straight into the air. Stillifin involuntarily looked up, it was supposed to be the ceiling of the underground grotto, but now the thick rock wall was gone.

Instead, there was a swirling black vortex.

Strithin only glanced at the whirlpool, and then couldn't help but lower his head, he always felt that there was a gaze in the whirlpool that fell on him, making him feel a little uneasy even as an earthling.

It felt like a behemoth was crawling out of the whirlpool, looking down on the earth with a cold gaze.

It's a creepy feeling—

That's the gods?

He didn't dare to look at it anymore, but his heart was full of throbbing, what kind of existence are these powerful non-human beings, a high-dimensional information? Stilifen's mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts, as if a thousand voices were squabbling in his head at the same time, giving him a splitting headache.

He wondered if this power of mind-influencing could be brought back to Earth through the Elector.

So is this the interconnection of the two worlds?

These thoughts flashed through his mind.

Alice, on the side, was also a little pale, and lowered her eyelids and did not dare to look up, only the night lizard prophet did not seem to feel anything unusual, it muttered to itself, and raised the wooden staff in its hand, as if it could hear the voice in the dark.

But Sarutaka's oracle is not clear, intermittent, and sometimes even inconsistent.

This is not the same as the prophecy that says, "There are too few sacrifices," and suddenly the prophet turned around, looked at the two with godless eyes, and said, "It is not enough to fight, but more blood and more people must die to satisfy my God." ”

It sounds like an evil god.

Steven thought to himself, but the dead were all useless Electors, and they could all return to Earth to be resurrected anyway, and it would be a waste of resources to stay here, and he didn't have a burden in his heart.

"Those little guild people will soon die in the lava," he replied, "and the rest won't be far away." ”

The Prophet nodded, but it shuddered suddenly, and the whole person froze in place, looking up blankly.

After a long while, it came back to its senses, and suddenly pointed at the girl beside it with a dry finger: "The oracle has become clear, Sarutaka is calling us, take her to the center of the altar." ”

"She?" The dwarf was slightly startled and looked at Alice on the side.

The younger sister of the twins turned slightly pale at this time, but she still kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

"Shall I take her there?" Steven always felt that something was not right, and the things in the vortex didn't feel good to him, but this was the guild's mission, and even if he died in this place, he would have to complete it.

The Prophet nodded.

The dwarf cursed in a bad breath before he had to stretch out his hand to Alice: "Come with me, Miss Alice." ”

Alice nodded slightly.

She glanced at the center of the altar before taking a first step.

And this step is like stepping on the center of Fenris Island.

The whole island shook violently.

Outside the core area, inside the sacrificial hall of the Pyramid Fortress -

When the violent vibrations occurred, Fang, Parker, and Tenaric staggered to the ground at the same time, rolling from one end of the burial chamber to the other like a rolling gourd, and Fanglu was the most unlucky, and was the first to stumble on the steps of the altar, and immediately the blood flowed profusely, startling everyone.

Then Paparal rolled over and bumped into him, treating him like a perfect pad of flesh, unscathed.

Fang Yu secretly cursed MMP before picking up Parker from the ground, "Are you okay?" Sophie asked with concern in the video, and Fang Plover shook his head, only to drag the Paparal to the other side like a bag of flour, and the latter had only rolled on the ground a few times, still dazed and unresponsive.

Tenaric also got to his feet, probably the first time the lizardman prince had fallen to the ground, "The tremors were even more violent." It whispered, and it was, and the vibrations beneath the ground were shaking in waves, as if they were trying to tear the whole of Fenris Island apart.

Fortunately, the structure of the pyramid fortress was still stable, and there were no cracks in the brick-covered walls, but there was no sand hanging from the ceiling, and in a short time a layer was laid up in the narrow sacrificial hall up to the ankles.

The front is already a dead end.

If they didn't want to be buried alive, Fang Yuan felt that it was best to leave this place quickly, but on the map sent by Miss Sylvede, who had been dyed with ink and bamboo, there should be a way here.

However, Fang Yu had noticed a narrow opening on the altar in the center of the sacrificial hall before, and his heart moved slightly, so he grabbed Parker over and compared the blade of the sacrificial dagger stuck in the ring around the other party's waist.

He couldn't help but think of what Sylvid had said before, that there was a level left by the Sinsas Snake People in this pyramid fortress - and to open the level of the Sinsas Snake People, it was obvious that they had to rely on the ancient clues and objects they left behind.

But there was no time to find the clues.

If there was anything about the Sinsas snake people on them, it was this sacrificial knife that the Paparals had inadvertently obtained.

It just so happens that the sacrificial knife and the altar are also matched, not to mention that even if they don't match, Fang Yu actually can't control so much, and can only use dead horses as live horse doctors.

According to the news from the side of the ink-dyed bamboo, they should have taken the same path that the Jeffrey Redcoats had walked before, and the Jeffrey Redcoats and the rain listeners were well prepared, not to mention that they had night lizards behind them to help, and this trouble would definitely not be difficult for them.

And he is different, it is not easy to find a little ink and green bamboo from the labyrinthine road in this pyramid, and if the other passages are all blocked, now they can only rely on the luck of the Paparals at the moment.

As soon as Fang Yu thought of this, he pulled out the sacrificial short sword and held it in his hand.

And the Paparal man was lifted in his hand, and seeing that he suddenly pulled out his bright sacrificial dagger and faced it at himself, and thought that he was going to be sacrificed by blood, so the little fat man shouted in fright: "Don't kill me, I have high blood lipids, too oily, and the god here will definitely not like it!" Tenaric is close to it, you go and try its blood! ”

Tenaric couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, and took the little man from Fang Yuan's hand, and then the latter turned his sword and plunged it into the altar.

Unbiased and just right.

When Parker saw this scene, he realized that he would not be killed, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said unwillingly, "That's my short sword." ”

But Fang Yu ignored him, and only looked at the sacrificial dagger, which was inserted into the altar, and the entire sacrificial hall still shook as usual, and nothing changed. He and Tenaric were stunned when they saw this, but the Paparal continued: "It's stupid, you usually have to turn it at this time. ”

"Do you think this is some kind of Heist of the Lost Ark's tomb expedition?"

Fang Yu replied angrily, stretched out his hand and twisted it, but he didn't expect the short sword to really move.

In the eyes of the three of them, the inner wall on one side of the temple suddenly creaked and cracked, revealing a long corridor behind it, which stretched to the end of the darkness in the light of the pine crystal.

Fang Yu looked at this scene with his mouth wide open.

The Paparral man was very proud: "Look, people always think that the older the mechanism, the more mysterious it is, but this is not the case, do you know how much the nightingale's technique has improved in the past thousand years? ”

He chattered, "These are just some old antiques, and the thinking of the Sinsas snake people has long been ossified. ”

Fang Yuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, thinking that this guy was a blind cat who had run into a dead mouse, and then walked in that direction with Tenarec.

The Paparal man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Wait a minute, my sword hasn't been drawn yet, it's my short sword!" ”

"Then you can wait until we are gone before drawing your sword," Fang Plover replied without looking back, "and then stay in this place alone." ”

Parker thought carefully about the possibility of doing so, but finally trotted to follow, the attributes of the sword were actually not very good, it was just a tabula rasa sacrificial short sword, only considering that it might be a priceless antique, he would only carry it with him.

But no matter how valuable antiques are, they are not as important as their own lives, and this is still very clear to the Paparals.

After passing through this sacrificial temple, there was no obstacle in this fortress pyramid, the three of them had a detailed map in their hands, and the labyrinth below naturally did not cause any trouble, and soon they passed through this pyramid fortress.

Coming to the other side of it facing the core -

However, to Fang Yuan's surprise, he originally thought that the ink-dyed green bamboo side would arrive before them, but this was not the case, this side of the pyramid fortress was empty, only the long bridge leading to the core area - still standing alone above the abyss, and it seemed that it was not affected by the violent shaking of the ground for the time being.

There was no one else to be seen on either side of the bridge.

Fang Yu didn't know if they hadn't come out or had already entered the core area, so he could only send a message to that side, but no one replied. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he could only send the information back to the emergency command center and wait for questioning there.

But the shaking of the ground was getting more and more violent, and it was almost too late.

Of course he couldn't wait like this, Fang Yu looked in the direction where the core area was located, the others had already sent them to this place, and after crossing the five light bridges, what was left was actually just the last fight.

"What should I do?" Tenaric asked.

"Cross the bridge first," Fang Yu decided, "Our mission is to find Alice first." ”

"We have a glimmer of hope only if we find her before it's too late."

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