Realm of Power

For more exciting novels, please go to Qingqin. For more exciting novels, please go to Qingqin. "Lord Reposti, you can rest assured that the temple is actually very safe." Muyakdir couldn't stand it, and cautiously interjected, "Prophet Ferran is a great man who respects life. How could he put his own life behind him?" The Bone Burial Ground is designed to be a murderous place. Fang, just to prevent people who enter the holy temple from becoming greedy because of the things inside, the prophet specially designed this stone door that will slowly close over time, just to tell anyone who enters the holy temple For people, life and sex, you can only choose one.”

"So, you know what's in the holy temple, right?" As he spoke, the fat man's footsteps stopped in front of the huge holy door. As the light gradually dimmed, the steaming water vapor contained a stream of water that had not flowed for a long time. The taste is endless

"Every ten years, regardless of whether it is needed or not, our clan will open a holy land. This is a rule passed down by our ancestors. Otherwise, it will lead to the disaster of annihilation." Muya Kedir answered cautiously, undoubtedly admitting this.

"Then tell me, what's in it?"

The fat man was a little hesitant. His sharp eyes could not penetrate the dense water vapor that filled the entire temple. He only felt that it was completely white inside and could not see the way forward at all. If there was no familiar person to guide him, he might miss the mark. , maybe rolling into dangerous gaps between mountains,

"I... don't know how to describe it."

Muyakdir shook his head, hesitated with a depressed look on his face, and then said, "If I have to find a word to describe it, I can only say that it is a monster, a huge monster made entirely of metal." The chapter in the novel ends at the end of the chapter. "Hurry", puffing out clouds and mist, and all the white mist in front of you is sprayed from its mouth. When I came out, the monster was guarding the prophet's tomb. Our tribe once tried to see if we could open the tomb door, but found that it was a huge stone wall as huge as the temple door. Finally, most of our ancestors were able to choose to exit. There is only one elder left who has spent his whole life studying the secrets of the temple.

The ancestors left him enough food and water to last for 20 years. However, when he opened the temple door 10 years later, he found that the elder had died. Judging from the characteristics of the corpse, the redness occurred just a few hours before the temple door was opened. This should be the curse of the holy temple mentioned by our ancestors as a warning to those who dare to blaspheme. Since then, our people have No one will dare to propose unlocking the secrets of the temple again.”

"Did you die from a violent cough?"

The fat man looked meaningfully at the choking water vapor that filled the temple. No one would have thought that the machine that opened the temple door was actually a major cleaning of the temple. The high-heat water vapor expanded in the closed space. The flow, in some cases, creates an overall temperature that even exceeds 100 degrees of boiling water. In such an extreme environment, it is too difficult for people to survive.

Everyone waited at the door for about ten minutes before the white water vapor became thinner. The water vapor that diffused on the walls of the temple door also began to form flakes of ice due to the sub-zero temperature outside.

"Your Majesty, please come with me." Muyakedir reached out and took out a pine oil torch from a perennial brazier used for sacrifices at the door of the temple. He made a gesture to the fat man and then walked into the temple door first.

"Novel" Fatty followed closely behind, and Reposti followed nervously on the left.

What appeared in front of him was a corridor that went deep into the ground. Every few dozen steps, Muyakdir would light up the oil lamps on both sides of the corridor. It looked like he was really familiar with the road. The lights reflected the columns in the quiet and terrifying tomb passage. The colonnade and the burial place of Prophet Phelan are displayed in front of the fat man, in the building The structure is similar to the altar of the temple. On the walls on both sides, there are various ornaments similar to those on the red clay altar and decorative sculptures of rare birds and exotic flowers. The central frieze is decorated with white marble plaques. It sounds quiet and a bit sacred, and the crisp footsteps can be clearly heard in the corridor.

"What kind of material is this?" The fat man frowned slightly. The passage was more than two meters high and was neatly repaired. The walls were red. The fat man touched it and found that the tentacles were hard, warm, and smooth as gel. He could not recognize it. The entire passage made of whatever material was glowing with a white, hazy light under the oil lamp, but there were no candles, torches, lanterns or other lighting tools. Such bright light cannot be emitted by candles or torches. , it is like sunlight, but soft

Muyakdir led the way, and Fatty followed closely. The footsteps echoed in the silent tunnel, making empty echoes over and over again. Fatty was not a timid person, but in this treacherous tunnel, he heard The sound of his own footsteps seemed to come from far away, and looking at the long passage with no end in sight, he There was a feeling of fear from the bottom of my heart. "To carve such a deep passage into the solid rocky mountain, even the current Falcon Empire with all its might may not be able to do it. This is not something that the backward Muyak tribe can do." Who built the burial place of Prophet Lan? What is the purpose of building it in this remote rocky mountain?"

"Tragedy of the Quan Kingdom 1261 Era" Before Fatty could think of a clue, a huge underground square suddenly appeared in front of them. Stepping in, Fatty was shocked by the sight in front of him. The very wide space was almost the same as that of Red Earth City. The scope is quite large, at least as big as four training grounds. The air is filled with the smell of engine oil and steel. There is a rocky mountain wall above the head, and a giant dish-shaped lamp hangs on it, emitting a soft white light.

Judging from the position of the walkway, this should be the underground of Red Earth City. "Your Majesty, that's what it is." Muyakodil pointed with an ugly expression at the dozens of strange-looking steel cars parked messily on the Guangping. Behind the equipment, there were large square iron boxes with a bracket hanging on top and no wheels underneath. What surprised Fatty the most was the steel equipment Muadik pointed at, which was enough for Fatty to stop in front and look at it. minute

No wonder even Muyakdir called this huge creature a monster.

A huge machine with a height of 4 meters. A huge iron ring is placed on the wheel of the machine. It should be the giant door that has been opened. The outside is still filled with steam that has not completely dissipated. The still sound means The machine should have stopped,

The fat man recognized what these displayed things were at the first glance. Damn it, a steam locomotive. I was very excited but also very sad and angry. There are no railways. What is the use of this steam locomotive? It is impossible to lift it out. 3 It would be impossible to lift such a big thing out within an hour, even if three people tried their best, and the narrow corridor also determined that this thing could not be squeezed in at all.

I really don’t know how the prophet Feran built this outside and then moved it inside the mountain to sleep with him? Mysteries about the "Quan Kingdom" are tumbling in the fat man's mind.

Although the shell was covered with rust and stood silent, looking at the huge body, Fatty could still imagine that the emergence of these steam locomotives must have caused great panic among the Salanders.

Without any mechanical knowledge and scientific popularization, and lack of sufficient strength, such a thing was a terrifying monster to the Salanders who had just established a foothold on the land at that time. It was deafening. The roaring sound, the thick steaming, but its maker was the Prophet Ferran who led the Salander people across the sea.

If some people still say that Prophet Ferran is a religious spiritual leader, the fat man will spit on his face without mercy. A guy who can use the simple conditions of hundreds of years ago to build a steam engine will be a religious leader who pursues faith? What a joke,

This guy is a former mechanical genius and stupid reformer. He hopes to use technology to change society, but he forgets that technology itself is a dead place for an ignorant era. The most likely thing is that he is just like himself, a stupid time traveler. However, due to his weak character of loving peace and respecting life, he is destined to be cast aside by that ignorant era and die. If he has no strength, so what if he has advanced technology? It is really ironic."

The fat man couldn't help but lamented in his heart,

Thinking of those tampered sky teachings, those incomplete carved stone walls that were artificially destroyed, and the various artificial repairs in the temple to cover up, it is obvious that the advanced ideas and technology have made this person in the hearts of the Salander people. The lofty spiritual leader fell into a state of betrayal and alienation in an instant, and finally fell into the wilderness, burying the greatest invention of his life deep in this tomb that will never see the light of day.

This is the tragedy of the times and the tragedy of the time travellers, "Your Majesty... look now," Muyakedil asked hesitantly. His feeling was similar to that of the fat man. Every time he saw these mysterious and powerful things , he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. This is the treasure of Prophet Felan, which is said to be a weapon that can change the entire world. However, the Muyak people have studied this for several generations and have not figured out what these are. What? "What is that?"

The fat man turned around with some regret, feeling a little disappointed that he had entered a treasure mountain and returned empty-handed. Just when he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly glanced at the top of a steam airport, and a square thing caught his eye.

It was a metal black iron box that was tightly closed, a bit like a small safe.

At this moment, he also discovered that among the semi-damaged locomotives, this one was the only one that was completed.

A lot of marks left by blunt objects can be seen on the rough car body. "I don't know, but the mysterious box and the entire car are fixed together." Muyakodil obviously knew what the fat man was referring to, very He shrugged his shoulders regretfully, "And it's very strong and cannot be damaged from the outside." (To be continued)