bit stealing game

Chapter 110 Where the Sea Dies

Seeing the unknown humanoid creature approaching us from the mural, everyone immediately backed away from the wall.

"What the hell is this?"

Stephanie raised her hand and shot several shots at the mural.

Those lives did not dodge and floated stiffly in the mural. The bullets hit the wall, but their power was removed and they landed lightly on the ground.

Seeing that the bullets were ineffective, Karl and others used strong light to shoot at them. Only then did they see clearly that the creatures in the mural had not moved. It was just because their vision was not good and everyone was so shocked that they were dazzled.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the surrounding seawater seemed to be pouring out of the broken wall, the island palace on the ceiling was crumbling, and even the place under his feet was covered with a layer of moisture.

This is not something that the ancient Egyptians could do. There must be some opportunity. Only the legendary Atlantis would appear here in ancient Egypt.

"The ore from Atlantis is in your hands!" Li Yuan immediately looked at Buswell.

Boswell's eyes were right, but he didn't deny it.

"what have you done?"

Kawaii San hasn’t told us yet what that piece of ore that compressed civilization can do. To take a step back, even if there really was Atlantis, why did it appear in the architecture of ancient Egypt?

While everyone was denouncing this bearded man whose identity was a mystery and prone to lying, Patrick quickly walked towards the altar along the mural that had been wrapped by the ocean. As the light source in his hand moved, the humanoid creatures in the painting actually also appeared.

It was as if he was swimming towards the altar, as if he was showing him the way.

Who knows whether those ghosts are friends or foes? But Patrick obviously knows something inside. Maybe he and Buswell are interfering in the current situation. But Patrick can't continue to let Patrick do whatever he wants.

I stamped my feet and followed him.

The images of several humanoid objects stopped at the end of the wall. Judging from the body language on the mural, they obviously wanted to go to the wall behind the altar. Their upper bodies were leaning forward hard, but for some reason they were timid.

He didn't swim over. The expression of eager anticipation and fear was actually human-like. The rigid artistic expression of ancient Egypt could never depict this emotion.

When I got closer, I realized that only the upper half of the mural behind the altar was revealed after Alex sacrificed it, while the lower half that was blocked was still soaked in the unknown.

Patrick saw their destination and walked into the only darkness alone.

In desperation, I had to bite the bullet and walk over, but I accidentally looked at those creatures. Their figures couldn't be clearly seen, but their eyes were definitely not human eyes, more like sharks or other deep-sea fish.

Those protruding eyeballs.

Maybe it was a seahorse that was curious about humans. I subconsciously said hello to the mural, but of course I didn't get any response.

Li Yuan and others had already caught up at this time. Seeing the familiar routine, he did not hesitate to tear off the hemostatic tape on his hand and pressed it directly against the still pitch black wall. As the last piece of darkness peeled off

, the mural behind the altar was fully displayed. We also know why those creatures did not swim forward.

Because what is shown on this mural is actually a piece of land.

"Primordial Hill?"

In ancient Egyptian mythology, the primordial hill has always occupied a vital place. It was the only land in the endless waters, the place where the first rays of the sun shone, the beginning of time, and where death could not touch.

But I immediately rejected this idea. Because what appeared in front of me was definitely not the land of Egypt, and I couldn't even find any similar place on the earth.

The reddish-brown soil seems to be solidified from dried blood, and the charred and rugged rocks penetrate directly into the earth. It would be more reasonable to say that a volcano has erupted here for many years, or that this is Dante's hell. In short, it is definitely a place. Where life cannot enter.

However, after this piece of land appeared, the murals next to it also had a chain reaction. The humanoid creatures that were originally suspended in the sea eagerly leaned out, but hesitated and did not dare to approach, as if they were timid about being close to home. And one of them actually seemed to want to Jump onto the wasteland.

At this time, Patrick had already walked up the secret passage behind the altar. This guy was not a pure Egyptologist at all. He must have had some dealings with Buswell.

I only had time to take another look.

A scene of life and death is being staged in the mural. The humanoid creature, which is definitely not a seahorse, is stranded on the land, struggling and rubbing the black blood on the ground. It is like a vampire in European legends under the sun, whose body is being burned by the land, and finally only A wisp of black smoke remained. But something remained, glowing in the moonlight.

Li Yuan put the hemostatic tape back on. He didn't care how much blood was shed, but he just didn't want to dirty his clothes. Under Alex's glare, Li Yuan smiled obediently at her, and then entered the secret passage in front of me. Let him take the lead, Alex, I, Ya Nuo, Chang Xiao and others who came from behind walked in one after another.

This dark passage is low, cold, long and has no end, as if it hides a history that has never been seen.

"Why haven't you reached it for so long? Is the altar so high?" Arno's voice seemed to come from underwater.

I also feel something is wrong. Although each of the twelve steps is more than half a meter high, even if we are walking around the altar, we should turn up by now. Unless we have inadvertently walked on another path.

"Look, there's something painted on it!"

I hurriedly looked around with my flashlight.

Humanoid creatures appeared on the wet and slippery stone walls up and down. But this time they were not floating in the water, but crawling around us, struggling in pain like a drowned person or a dehydrated fish. One of them even slapped the wall above my head vigorously, his cheeks moving rapidly, as if he wanted to say something. The vague and ferocious facial features were close to my upturned face, leaving a very deep impression on me. shadow.

Watching a full range of torture scenes in such a cramped environment was a physical and mental torture. There were constant curses behind me.

I always felt that the thing on my head was expressing something, and I raised my head out of nowhere. The creature that had curled up and twisted into a pile also looked at me suddenly. It screamed silently, and hit me hard on the head. before.

Fortunately, this undersea tunnel-like thing has finally come to an end.

It was still dark in front of me, but through the shimmering light that came from nowhere, I could barely see that there was another wall not far away. While those people were exploring this space and looking for Patrick, I took the opportunity to stretch out. I took a nap and stretched my arms and legs that had been feeling sluggish for a long time.

Arno poked me.

"What do you think he is doing?"

I looked up.

Patrick, who had left us behind and moved ahead, was now standing by the shimmering wall. Where had he been hiding just now? He was able to hide from Carl and others who had a nose sharper than a dog.

I have so many things to ask him. What is going on in Atlantis, what is the function of the ore that everyone has been searching for, and what did Jacqueline hear that made her die.

"Wang, do you know 'cosmology'?"

Cosmology? This is a word derived from Greek and translated as cosmology. Its original meaning is the astronomy and physics discipline that explores the order of the universe and how people should deal with themselves.

I didn't understand why Patrick wanted to mention this for no reason, but I nodded anyway.

"I heard about it. But the universe is too far away. Now I have a few more practical questions that I would like to ask you."

Patrick stared at the wall in front of him, as if contemplating the mysteries of the universe.

I didn't have time to wait for him to realize the truth. There were too many weird things being hidden by them at the moment. I was eager to know the truth, and my tone became anxious.

"First tell me what happened to Atlantis just now, why are you pretending to be a ghost, and what did Jacqueline hear?"

"Atlantis." Patrick read the name slowly. "People in ancient times may not have known about the universe, but they would also explore the unknown. Whose utopia is this silent underwater civilization?"

Water is the source of life, and the sea shapes the earth. The known world tells us that water is an essential substance for life and nourishes our unique planet, but for those with extraordinary minds and infinite energy, you can try water

To nurture life through other carriers, we can conceive of unknown things in the extraterrestrial universe.

I hate riddles. But Patrick was immersed in his own world and refused to answer the question directly no matter how much I asked him.

According to research by paleontologists, the ancestors of modern whales walked on land 53 million years ago. The animal called pakicetus was more like the wretched hyena on the African grassland than the whale we are familiar with.

.Perhaps the memory of being on land is too deep. During the pregnancy process, modern whale fetuses will briefly grow legs and then absorb them, and they will also lose the possibility of walking ashore again.

"Maybe they are like Atlanteans." Patrick said calmly.

"What does this mean?" I felt a bad feeling in my heart, and my hair stood on end.

Is there something that turns people into beasts again?

Finally finished the Atlantis riddle!

Of course, the archaeological community has not yet concluded the authenticity of Atlantis. Perhaps the Utopia in the ancient Greek philosopher's "Dialogue" may be just a projection. So I unceremoniously used it to make my own insinuation~

btw Hell has different forms in Divine Comedy. If you want to see Lucifer, you need to resist freezing.

(End of chapter)