I Made the Myth Template

"tread!"

"Tread!"

"Tread!"

Kalia walked in the long and deep corridor.

Since the discovery of the giant ship on the desert island, things have gone unexpectedly smoothly.

They entered the cabin of the battleship along the ropes that spread out from around the giant ship, and entered the interior of the battleship through the vents below the battleship.

The entire battleship, I don't know how long it has been preserved on this desert island.

Judging from the thick dust accumulated on the surface of the battleship, this time should be measured in decades or even hundreds of years.

On the walls inside the corridor, there are also ancient writings inscribed with dark gold plating.

Kalia is a pirate.

But in addition, he is also a scholar with extensive knowledge.

Kalia has done some research on the mainstream texts handed down in the Golden Age.

With the faint light of the torch in hand.

Kalia discerned the meaning of those words.

It only reads above:

"We can't survive it... It is impossible for mankind to defeat such a terrifying enemy.

In one day, they swept the entire planet with their claws and fangs.

We kill one.

Dozens or hundreds will emerge from the darkness to take its place...

Their number is endless.

Our civilization will be sacked and devoured by such greedy predators.

Humanity is doomed.

Terraria will be reduced to a desolate ruin.

die!

In the name of fire thieves!

Death has come! "

In the beginning, these dark gold fonts were quite neat.

However, the further back.

The font became more and more confusing, especially in the last few sentences, the font was stained with distorted black and red blood.

It's like biting a finger and writing it out of **** flesh and broken bones.

It looked terrifying.

Hundreds of years have passed, but the words above still give people a strong sense of impact.

Deep into the soul, it is difficult to rest.

"Golden Age, what happened..." Kalia murmured.

Under the light of torches.

The fire on Kalia's face shook endlessly, looking a little eerie.

"Boss."

At this time, the young pirate behind Kalia with a scar on his face, Yon, couldn't help but ask curiously, "What exactly is written on this?"

"nothing…"

Kalia was silent for a while.

He turned around and glanced at his companion with a slightly frightened face behind him.

If the above text is fully translated, it will definitely frighten these cowards to wet their pants and dare not move forward again.

as captain.

Kalia still has some understanding of the character of her crew.

He snorted coldly and said lightly, "It's just some meaningless prayers, don't care too much."

"Yes."

Many pirates patted their chests and relaxed their tense muscles.

They breathed a sigh of relief and continued to follow behind Kalia, walking towards the exhaust vent.

On the contrary, Yon frowned and thought, and unknowingly walked at the back of the team.

If it's just an ordinary prayer, why is it written in such a hideous font... In a vague sense, Jon felt that his captain was hiding something from him.

But.

He looked up.

It was found that the remaining pirates had gone far under the leadership of Kalia, and the fire was flickering, as if they were about to disappear in front of him.

Jon turned around.

behind him.

In the long passage, the hole that entered the exhaust port was already the size of a fist.

At this moment, there is a faint light.

The darkness infiltrated into the bone marrow shrouded Jon, and he felt fear rising from the bottom of his heart like seaweed, wrapped around his beating heart.

The young pirate shuddered.

His body was icy cold, and he hurriedly ran towards the direction of the fire.

But it was halfway through.

Jon felt a tingling pain coming from his neck. He took two steps forward, fell to the ground, closed his eyes, and lost consciousness.

Not long after.

In the darkness, Jon's body slowly climbed up again.

At the beginning, it took two steps forward like a puppet. But soon, Jon's movements became smooth and natural, no different from ordinary people.

From the outside, the Apocalypse-class battleship Valhalla is disc-shaped.

The diameter of the battleship is more than ten kilometers.

This also means that even an inconspicuous exhaust passage in this huge building can be more than two meters high.

Enough for a normal-sized adult man to stride through it without feeling cramped at all.

Kalia took the lead, walking at the forefront of the team.

Although the scribbled font on the exhaust pipe indicates that there may be something unclean in this battleship.

However, for these findings.

Kalia didn't particularly care.

After all, the Golden Age has been more than three hundred years away from now.

Three hundred years.

It can make an ancient dynasty rise and fall twice.

It can also allow human beings who have just entered the electrical age and the industrial revolution to step into the boundless universe.

During this period, so many things can be changed.

Enough to turn many things into decay.

Even at the end of the Golden Age, monsters really existed in this battleship. By now, they should have already turned into dry corpses, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"What about Jon?"

At the end of the vent is a huge airflow fence.

The airflow fence is in the shape of a mesh, and the surface is covered with dark red rust. Under the light of the torches, it looks like solidified blood.

Kalia kicked forward vigorously.

The extraordinary life level, the power that burst out in an instant is quite terrifying.

The airflow fence shattered directly from the middle and exploded, and countless debris accompanied by smoke and dust spread everywhere.

After opening the channel.

Kalia frowned, not rushing into the interior of the battleship.

Instead, he turned around and asked the crowd behind him, "What about Jon, why didn't that guy see it just now?"

"I am here."

in the corner.

Jon's voice came, and a hand was placed on the shoulder of another prime-age pirate.

"It's still a little dangerous here. After entering the interior of the battleship, remember not to run around."

"I know."

Jon's face was shrouded in darkness, and his voice sounded slightly numb.

Kalia didn't think much about it.

He just felt that he was a little overly nervous in this unfamiliar environment. He held a torch in one hand, and pressed the corner of his eye with the other to relax his tense emotions.

He bowed slightly and stepped into the battleship.

And behind Kalia.

The remaining pirates had sluggish faces, the same pace, the swing of the arms and the direction of the steps, like puppets controlled by the same palm.

……

Buzzing!

It didn't take too long.

Over the barren island, the sound of the propeller turning came.

An "Osprey" transport aircraft in the shape of a black helicopter, but with more streamlined lines, appeared over the island.

The gust of wind carried by the rotation of the propeller blew away the clouds and mist, and a few yellow-colored weeds on the ground also fell down one after another under this force.

Bang!

After a brief hover.

Under the control of Eni Kone, the Osprey helicopter landed smoothly in an open area.

The fourth template Adam, the company commander McNee, the technical priest Kenny, and the think tank Ani Kone, the four Attas friars, stepped down from the Osprey's hatch in turn.

Among the four Athas monks.

Adam is the tallest and smoothest, with a bolt gun and a power sword around his waist, as well as a small bag of psionic bombs for emergencies.

Beside Adam, is Captain Kenny in a azure blue colony.

Further back.

It is the technical priest Kenny, who is wearing a dark red [Destroyer] clone and is equipped with various heavy machinery to provide fire support.

Because of the heavy armor.

Kenny's height is a head taller than McNee, second only to Adam.

Finally, the one who walked out of the Osprey transport ship was the petite think tank Enikoen with a silver-white skirt.

during this operation.

Adam and McNee are in charge of frontal combat and deal with various emergencies.

And Kenny, who is equipped with the [Destroyer] colony, is responsible for providing fire support and protecting the think tank Enikoen.

As for Enicorn...

Such a huge battleship cannot operate without a think tank.

Moreover, the analysis of the battlefield by the think tank and the aggregation and processing of information can also help the group save a lot of time.

Apocalypse-class battleship.

It is the largest and most elite war weapon of mankind in the golden age.

The length is usually more than ten kilometers.

If there is no information and guidance from the think tank, rushing into such a battleship is basically no different from entering a complex labyrinth.

It takes a lot of time.

to find the main control room at the center of the battleship.

For the Attas monks like Adam and McNee, the attack of the swarm was repelled.

But the shadow brought by the swarm never dissipated.

Even an artifact like Void Wanzang cannot accurately predict when the next worm nest attack will come.

Under such circumstances, they could only recover the battleship in front of them as soon as possible.

Transfer the main industrial buildings in the Void and Lost City to the Hall of Valor.

After arriving on the deserted island, I simply identified the direction below.

No nonsense.

The group of four quickly moved towards the depths of the island. In just a few minutes, a sea breeze with a fishy smell came from the fog, and the huge and magnificent body of the Hall of Valor, like an iron city, appeared in front of them. .

Although it is not the first time I have seen such a scene.

But at this moment.

Adam still couldn't help but stop for a while and observed it from a distance.

Even Su Heng, who was beside the fourth template, couldn't help but take a deep breath after seeing the scene in front of him.

Technology in the golden age.

Every time I see it, Su Heng's cognition is constantly being refreshed.

However.

Humans with such a splendid civilization, in the end, are still in the continuous war, turned into history, and completely disappeared.

As for the humans who remain in the sanctuary today.

At best.

They can only be regarded as lonely ghosts.

"You seem to know a lot about this battleship?" Adam asked casually when he saw Enicorn looking up, staring blankly at the chained giant building in front of him.

"You're right."

Enicorn looked back and said calmly, "My grandfather designed this battleship."

"After I became a think tank, I also served on the Valhalla... Among the seven Apocalypse-class battleships, the Valhalla was born the latest and has the most mature technology. Even, many people at that time believed that the Valhalla could no longer be listed. It is the Apocalypse-class battleship, and should be listed as the fourth-class ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Dawn-class."

"At that time, the Hall of Valor was considered to be the hope of mankind to fight back against aliens. But in fact, all the high-level officials knew that the human beings who were blocked in Terraria Adam and could not continue to obtain resources from the starry sky were already in cages. Bird, the darkness has come, and the dawn will never come."

"If we fall into darkness from now on, we will be the only light."

McNea said suddenly.

This sentence.

It is the battle cry of the Radiant Chapter.

During the long slumber, many things that had happened in the past, he could not remember clearly.

However, this battle cry came from when McNee woke up.

It was firmly engraved in his psychic energy, always inspiring this old warrior full of vicissitudes to move forward bravely.

"It seems that someone has come here."

After a moment of silence.

Enicorn pointed to a piece of ground not far away, and suddenly said in a soft voice with a little surprise.

Everyone's gaze followed the direction of the think tank's finger.

as expected.

On the dusty ground, a line of chaotic footprints was still very clear. Obviously, it didn't take long for those outsiders to enter the Hall of Valor.

"This is terrible."

Enicorn frowned slightly, and said crisply:

"In Valhalla, there are some swarms of insects sleeping. In the dormant state, those insects can survive for thousands of years. If they are awakened by the breath of living people, things will become very troublesome."

"Then prepare for the worst and leave quickly."