I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Edgar stood on the observation deck and watched silently.

Compared with the huge flat-topped pyramid, Lucas, who was slowly climbing up the steps, was like an inconspicuous little black spot, but everyone's eyes were focused on him.

The quieter the surroundings, the more pronounced the heartbeat.

"Plop...plop..."

Edgar could even clearly perceive that his temples were agitated by the intensified blood flow, just like his uneasy heart at the moment.

Ever since the Blue Star Five Kingdoms knew that myths had real prototypes, and the example of the Nine Dings of the Yan Kingdom before them, almost all of them have been moved by the historical relics involved in myths and legends.

But the problem is that although there are many myths in the Western world, including Norse mythology, Greek mythology, Roman mythology, Celtic mythology, etc., but in the end, monotheistic mythology dominates.

And the sacred relics handed down by the monotheism are always a little difficult to describe.

For example, whether the Shroud of Turin is real or not, and how old it is, has been doubtful until now, and the so-called "Shards of the True Cross" are enough for the whole world to make a boat.

But if you look for the cultural relics left by other myths, you can't find any clues.

Objectively speaking, a country like the Yan Kingdom can clearly remember events from more than 2,000 years ago in the history books, and the cultural relic sites from 3,000 to 4,000 years ago can still be traced in ancient poems. One star alone.

For example, the Nine Dings of the Yan Kingdom are indeed myths and legends, but there are indeed historical records, such as "Zuo Zhuan", "Historical Records", etc., and lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

But for the Western world, such as Odin's eternal gun, it really only exists in mythology, and it is difficult to find any traces of it with historical evidence.

Gaul and Britain have rummaged through their own museums, and the result is that the "true cultural relics" with the longest history in them were all snatched from the Yan Kingdom in the past.

Thus, the situation immediately fell into a very embarrassing situation.

During this period of time, the Xiong Kingdom, Gaul Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Great Britain had almost taken turns to negotiate with the five Nordic countries and the Mediterranean Greek wax, hoping to send an archaeological team to go to their country to scavenge sheep... No, it was a joint search for historical relics.

Therefore, in general, the United States is in a relatively good situation with the Indian civilization and mythology of the Magnesia.

But the official resources of the United States are not unlimited, and many sacrifices have been spent many times. This time... I really can't fail again.

While Edgar was thinking about it, Professor Lucas finally walked to the last three steps away from the top statue.

He couldn't go any further.

This is not the dross of "the difference between mortals and gods" in the inherited bloodline memory, but if the activation is successful, if it is too close, he will not be able to stand 167.

Lucas looked up at the lifelike jade statue of the Feathered Serpent.

Under the sunlight, the god's eyes were reflecting a faint light, as if the companion of the leader of the Holy Shield expedition more than 12,000 years ago had really been resurrected at this moment.

The thoughts honed from long-term meditation, the "tacit understanding" that was occasionally connected and cultivated, and today's strange state, allowed him to faintly perceive the hidden power inside the statue, as if the window paper was pierced, and it would rise to the sky. Get up.

Lucas turned around slowly, facing the crowd under the flat-topped pyramid, raising the jade scepter little by little.

"Saluteno...Kuiwa...Gonadono..."

The obscure ancient Indian language came out of his mouth, and when the first word came out, Lucas was acutely aware of the difference.

Mental power is being consumed!

These "key"-like words are not the first time he has tried.

But every time he said a word, he consumed a bit of mental energy, so that after the whole sentence was finished, the whole person felt a little more tired, but it was the first one that appeared.

Lucas became more and more excited.

The thousand people below were surprised to find that during the rehearsal in the past, because the distance was too high and too far, the voice could not be heard at all, but now it became so clear, as if it was ringing in the ear.

What's even more amazing is that they clearly don't understand this ancient Indian language, but at this moment, the specific meaning emerges in their hearts involuntarily.

"The sacrifices begin, dance, and call for sacrifice songs."

For some reason, when the meaning emerged, most of the thousand people had goosebumps inexplicably, as if the instincts that were sleeping in their genes were awakened.

But they still have reason, they quickly followed the previous rehearsal process, the big circle wraps the small circle, circle after circle, and then——

"call!"

A neat shout suddenly burst out.

Immediately afterwards, they turned clockwise and counterclockwise, alternating with each other.

There seems to be sunshine, earth, and sprouts in that tone...

If we have to make an analogy, perhaps because of the same race, the Mongolian Khumai of the Yan Kingdom is most similar to him.

It sounded like a breeze blowing across the grasslands and treetops, like a stream flowing through mountains and valleys, more like cicadas in summer and autumn.

The god of the Indians is the god of nature, and of course their sacrificial songs sing praises to nature.

The entire sacrificial scene seems to have become a three-layered emotional transmission amplifier.

The tens of thousands of Indians on the outside who were chanting words suddenly seemed to have an electric current rising from the soles of their feet, rushing straight to the head along the spine, and the trembling sensation spread throughout the limbs.

This is not panic, but some kind of heart throbbing.

They seem to have seen the migratory journey of salmon leaping over the tail of a waterfall, the quivering fur of the northern magnesia brown bear when it wakes up, and the smoke and dust of the magnificent bison migration.

Everyone gradually fell into a strange situation.

On the observation deck, Edgar, who was observing with a telescope, immediately noticed the change.

Before, there were more than 10,000 people in the surrounding area, but they all had condescending faces, and some were even drinking quietly, but as the sacrificial dance started, their expressions changed.

"Long Lewa... Desi and Lu..."

They gradually recited the ancient Indian language used in sacrifices together, with only a few simple sentences, but each time they finished speaking, they repeated it again and again, and the voices became louder and louder, and finally they almost shook the world.

In Lucas's vision, thin lines, like faint smoke, rose from the top of everyone's heads, lingering scatteredly in the air.

"The idea of ​​condensation, or the condensation of people's escaped spiritual power, really appeared!"

Lucas's hand clenched immediately.

With the inheritance of the high priest, he is very clear that these songs and prayers are not spells with magical power, but tools that strengthen self-hypnosis and condense the spiritual power that escapes all the time under the action of the priest's thoughts.

"At the last step, there must be no mistakes."

Lucas took a deep breath and recreated that wonderful "link" state, and let the few mental forces drive his blood to boil a little bit.

At this time, the sun just reached the top of the flat-topped pyramid, shining almost vertically on the statue of Feathered Serpent.

There seemed to be a breeze, and Edgar could only feel the fluff on his skin wiggling slightly.

His sharp eyes widened slightly.

Where does the wind come from in a confined space?

In the next second, a scene that made his heart beat wildly suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In the crowd of priests, a huge sinuous shadow gradually became clearer from shallow to deep, and it seemed to be swimming in the air, swaying erratically.

Edgar looked up for a moment.

Blue sky, sun, white clouds, no other traces.

However, Lucas on the flat-topped pyramid opened his eyes, but saw one after another of colorful filaments, swept across the top of his head in an arc, like a dome, forming an incomparably wonderful scenery.

The spiritual power fluctuations behind him became more and more obvious.

He hurriedly looked back and saw that the transparency of the jade statue was disappearing, replaced by the frightening texture of real scales.

Lucas's breath became shorter and shorter, his eyes fixed on the statue.

After the splendid filaments were all buried in the statue, the closed eyes finally crossed the millennium and opened little by little, revealing the golden vertical pupils.

The terrifying deterrent came like a tsunami, and Lucas subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he held it tightly, his heart beating like he was about to jump out of his chest in the next second.

He then saw that Feathered Serpent God raised his head a little bit, lowered his body, and finally rose into the sky, straight into the clouds. It was as if ink was poured into clear water, and the white clouds were quickly smudged into black and spread rapidly around.

But the Indians who participated in the sacrifices only saw that the priest in black robes and the idol looked at each other for a moment, and the sky that was so clear just now was dimmed at this moment.

Looking up again, it turned out that the sky was full of dark clouds, and even the sun was obscured.

"call……"

The gust of wind came instantly.

The Navajo Department was already desolate. Dust, fine stones, and dead leaves were all swept up into the air. The sand and stones flew away for a while, and the situation was messy.

Except for Edgar, everyone on the observation deck who noticed this scene took an eager step forward.

The employee who was secretly playing with his mobile phone but was slapped on the shoulder by his companion hurriedly put away the mobile phone, turned his head to look, and then opened his mouth a little bit.

"This is……"

In the brightly lit banquet hall not far away, gorgeously dressed people staggered, and few people noticed the rapidly darkening sky outside the round arched windows.

Only Kevin noticed the surge of spiritual power, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes moved.

"The descendants of the high priest are going to become the new high priest?"

This spiritual power is not vast, but it is so pure that amazing fluctuations have been spreading outward.

Spiritual power is a "super-substance", and its propagation is also faster than the speed of light. In less than a millisecond, it has swept across Phoenix, the state capital of Arizona, which is hundreds of kilometers away, or Phoenix.

And downstairs in an apartment building in this city.

Bruce, who had just graduated from high school, pushed his bicycle into the carport downstairs, and then glanced at the corner of the rooftop, showing a favorite smile.

But there was nothing there.

Walking into the building, the elevator door opened, only to meet Mary, the lead girl whom she had a crush on.

She was wearing a slim professional dress that she had never seen before, standing with her best friend, and when she saw Bruce, she smiled and waved hello.

Bruce's heart skipped half a beat, and stayed in place for a while, until the elevator door closed on its own, blocking his vision, and then he woke up suddenly, quickly pushed the door open, stepped into the elevator, and smiled awkwardly.

The best friend smiled beside him, which made Bruce's face burning, but he had to suppress himself. Fortunately, Mary's face was as usual, which relieved his embarrassment somewhat.

"Bruce, I haven't seen you for a long time recently. I heard that you didn't continue to study in college? So what are your plans?" Mary asked curiously.

Bruce remembered his life at Aegis College, and couldn't help scratching his head: "I didn't get into a good university anyway. Community college is a waste of money."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that the Mary in front of him was the community college he attended, and quickly changed his mind: "Oh, I'm sorry, Mary, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about that, community college is pretty good too, yes, that's it. ."

Seeing him in a hurry, Mary couldn't help but laugh a little: "You don't have to do this, Bruce, community colleges are not good at all, I just want to get more documents."

"I'm currently working part-time at a small local bank, which might give me some extra opportunities."

Only then did Bruce understand why she wore this dress, and said about herself: "I also found a job, also in the local area, the salary is very good, but the time is tight and there are few vacations."

Mary's eyes brightened a bit: "Can you talk about it?"

"It's the Poseidon Medical Company that established a branch here a few months ago."

The Office of Aegis Affairs is a regular company, and they are operating normally, and some are even secretly stationed by Aegis, so there is nothing to say.

Mary and her best friend looked at each other: "Our part-time bank has contacted this company. I heard that the cash reserve and monthly flow are very large, and the momentum is very strong. Congratulations, Bruce."

Congrats on getting the implicit compliment from the girl he had a crush on, Bruce said embarrassedly, just like eating honey, "It's just luck."

The elevator arrived, the three got out of the elevator, waved goodbye in the corridor and dispersed.

Bruce opened the door and entered the room, and he was greeted by a vintage Bruce Lee poster. His parents were both fans of Bruce Lee, so they met and fell in love and named him Bruce.

Parents wearing home clothes heard the movement and walked to the door to take a look.

The mother directly covered her forehead: "Oh, my God, which savage is this, I thought our child was lost, so you still know where home is."

Father leaned against the wall and held his hands: "Maybe it's time to explain where you've been all this time."

Bruce took out the folded contract from his coat pocket and handed it to his mother with a smile, who opened it and asked, "Poseidon Medical Company employment contract?"

She turned directly to the column of weekly salary, her eyes widened immediately: "Zhouxin 1,782 yuan?" She immediately took out her mobile phone to calculate and found that the annual salary was more than 90,000 yuan.

"Bruce, you have some common sense to deceive people, right? A medical student graduates and becomes a resident physician, and it is only 50,000 to 70,000 yuan a year. This is already the total income of a family of three. You graduate from high school and may have an annual salary of 90,000 yuan. ?"

But my father frowned, took the contract and took a closer look: "But it doesn't seem to be fake."

Bruce carefully drew the contract and said proudly: "Believe it or not, I have already bought a house anyway, the kind with a small yard in the suburbs."

The parents looked at each other, what kind of shit luck did this child have?

When Bruce got home, he just put down the contract, sat down and turned on his mobile phone, and saw the "UFO" video pushed by the algorithm. Although he knew that the U.S. media always liked fake jobs, but due to the sensitivity of the members of the Aegis, he still clicked on it.

The timestamp shows that the video has just been uploaded and is freshly released.

When I opened it, I saw that in the constantly shaking screen, several huge and fuzzy figures flashed away in the gaps in the clouds.

Bruce looked at the building in the video and recognized that it was clearly the southwest suburb of Phoenix, which was so familiar entirely because the house he bought was there.

There was a flicker of doubt in his mind.

At this moment, Bruce suddenly received a warning from his companion, which made his pupils shrink, and he stood up abruptly and ran out, only to see his mother bringing over the cold food.

"Bruce, where are you going?" the mother said hurriedly.

"Sorry, Mom, this job has a high salary, but it's very busy. The company called me just now. I'm in a hurry and I'm leaving first."

His voice was still echoing in the room, but the door had already closed with a "snap", leaving only the mother to stay where she was, looking at the food she brought out.

After Bruce rushed out of the house, he went straight to the stairwell and jumped up.

Soon, he pushed open the door of the stairwell and came to the rooftop. Looking at the tall buildings in the distance, he seemed to be walking on the flat ground and strode forward, completely ignoring that he was about to step out of the edge.

Finally, he stepped into the air with one step and fell directly downward.

The ground is coming, and the streets and cars are zooming in rapidly.

"Whoosh!"

The yellow-brown figure with bat-like wings suddenly swept past, caught it exactly, fluttered its wings, and flew to the sky in the distance...

…….