Realm of Power

The curtain of rain spreads, and the water in the big river surges again

The Imperial Dragon Teeth battleship stretched out its long-foot-like paddles from both sides of the battleship. It steadily controlled the hull to the south in the turbulent currents of the Erault River, demonstrating its excellent control as the main battleship of the Imperial Navy. On the bow of this Dragon Tooth battleship, a young man with black hair stood tall and had good eyesight. I stared at the dusty sky and the powdery sky in wonder. I felt like I had a huge river flowing freely across it. The scene in the southern part of Hérault was vaguely visible in the distance. Unlike what I originally thought, it was filled with yellow sand. It was actually blurry under the rain. , filled with a rich feeling of water vapor, the great changes taking place in the south of Hérault,

Even if the black-haired young man is not familiar with the southern part of Hero, he can clearly feel this.

As a native of the south of Hérault, Atrice was even more shocked by the scene in front of her. Atrice looked at the sky with a pretty face as the rain fell like a broken line, and her white palm caught a drop of crystal clear water. beads, watching this drop of water finally disappear from the fingertips, Atrice's breathing fluctuated, her eyes It is even more sad. "Rain is a luxury for many southerners. It may still rain on the southern edge of Hérault. In the deeper areas, it is said that it has not rained for twenty years. For those who see it, The precious water falling from the sky is a legend among the southerners in those areas!"

"I know this may make your Excellency laugh, but this time the empire announced the division of the central part, it seems that it has stopped at the central part of the Erault. At this time, no one would have thought that the imperial army had already moved south along the great river of the Erault." Atrice gritted her teeth He took a deep breath, glanced at the black-haired young man with a very complicated look, sighed and said clearly, "I want to ask why the empire predicted the direction of change earlier than us people from the south of Erro. ​​Originally, I I still don’t believe it, but now I’m beginning to believe that the south of Hérault is really changing! Can you tell me whether this change is good or bad? “Why do you think it’s not a good change? It’s raining in the south.” It will also be restricted. Maybe in a little time, the south will be revitalized." The black-haired young man turned around and smiled nonchalantly. He neither said yes nor said no, which made it even more difficult. Adds a breath of wisdom,

"The great flood 80 years ago also started with continuous heavy rain. Although the rain in front of us cannot be compared with 80 years ago, no one knows what impact the environmental changes in the south will have."

Atrice answered worriedly that for the people in the southern part of Héro, the great flood 80 years ago was not a legend or a rumor, but a real thing. At that time, the ancestors of the southern princes decided to stay and guard their ancestors. Earth, each of their generations is a recorder of the catastrophe eighty years ago.

At this time, the rapids in the river ahead began to slow down, and a huge port could be seen faintly at the bend of the waterway. However, it looked extremely dilapidated and old, but there was a row of huge and wide outlines of shipyards, and unknown ships more than ten meters tall that formed the port. Three-quarters of the large stone was submerged by the current, and the majestic outline of the building could still be seen from where it emerged.

"This was one of the temples built in the south of the Holy City. It was dedicated to the goddess who was responsible for the rivers in the Holy City at that time. There is even a legend that the original Erault River did not cross the entire Upper and Lower Erault as it does now, but There is a section between the upstream and downstream The barrier of more than a hundred miles was due to the river god's divine power, which created a river channel in the land, making the Erault River truly become a super river that runs through the upper and lower Erault." Atalis's eyes were a bit confused, and she looked at With the roar of the torrent crashing in front

"Although it looks a bit dilapidated, the overall functions of this temple are beginning to be usable. The passing fleet has been using this as a temporary docking point." Atalis said with great regret in her tone, seeing the black-haired The young man's eyes always stayed on the stone lintel with the five large characters "Holy City" printed on it. There was now a tuft of green grass and an abandoned bird's nest on it. He couldn't help but said with some dissatisfaction.

"Even now, even a dagger cannot penetrate these gaps in the wall. You can imagine how powerful the craftsmen in the south of Hérault were back then." Atrice pointed to the moss-covered steps. There are more than ten steps, and all the stone seams are as thin as a line, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. Although it is dilapidated, the amazing craftsmanship of the original builder can be vaguely seen.

The black-haired young man narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he knew that the Holy City had dredged the entire Eero River in order to make the southern part of Eero its material logistics base, it never expected that the Holy City would directly drain the Eero river. Digging at intervals, and judging from the current environment, everything is flat under the rain curtain, and not even a mountain outline can be seen. He is actually thinking,! Where did the builders of the Holy City get so many? Green strips of stone to build the temple? And is the penetration of the Great River Hérault really the work of the Holy City? If so, it would be quite shocking.

Artificial canal, the Holy City actually built an artificial canal here eighty years ago. This is simply... Although it may only be more than a hundred miles away, it will have an impact on the black-haired young man. Even an empire with a wealth of money. The Imperial Ministry of Internal Affairs was also overwhelmed by the idea of ​​building a waterway canal that would connect Imperial Capital City to Gangfei in the south. Although the total length of the Imperial Artificial Canal that has already begun is more than 1,300 miles, most of the rivers will be ready-made. All the Empire has done is to connect the original old rivers. Even so, the Imperial Ministry of the Interior has They are already complaining endlessly. The budget alone is 50 million imperial gold, which accounts for the total fiscal and tax revenue of the empire for one and a half quarters.

This is the most intuitive opportunity to understand the original Holy City. Don't miss it. The black-haired young man said to himself in his heart. He raised his hand to the deck behind him, and the Dragon Tooth Battleship began to approach the ruins. Now that we have arrived, let's take a look at the Empire. The Dragon Tooth battleship approached the ruins. The black-haired young man jumped up the steps under the presence of dozens of imperial guards.

On both sides of the steps of the ancient temple that appeared in front of the black-haired young man, there was a huge monster statue. These stone statues were carved from jade. The carving technique is extremely exquisite. When you look at it, you feel like these monsters are storing heat and are ready to pounce on people at any time. Just standing there, you can feel the wind blowing by you.

"Light the fire"

The black-haired young man ordered, and the torches were lit one by one, revealing the true appearance of the temple in front of him.

"In the south now, there are many temple ruins similar to those of the Water God, but most of them have become useless ruins." Atrice stood in front of the black-haired young man and let out a long sigh, talking to the black-haired young man, an outsider. In contrast, Atrice, who was born and raised in the south, has an almost obsessive admiration for the southern part of the Hérault eighty years ago. In front of her is this huge river-like hub that spans half of the river. The so-called temple ruins record the past glory and current ruin of Southern Héro. The temple's outer corridor is supported by dozens of huge stone pillars, each of which is carved into a graceful statue. The female image should be the so-called river goddess, or the attendant of the river goddess. At this moment, most of the body has been submerged by the river water, and many of them have their bodies mutilated, which makes people feel regretful.

The black-haired young man withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hall of the ruins of the temple. In the damp corridor, you could see an old and dilapidated lamp holder. In the innermost part of the lamp holder, there was a ten-meter-high statue of a goddess, like holding the sky with both hands, each with a long Two translucent cyan flames just form a mutually trusting intersection. The dim and strange firelight just illuminated the goddess's face, casting a layer of cyan light on this beautiful and alluring face, exuding an indescribable coquettish charm, which perfectly combined the feminine and masculine. The two extremes are blended together. Not only is it not dazzling, but it is particularly indescribably harmonious.

A gust of wind blew by, and there seemed to be a faint aria, accompanied by the roar of water hitting and rolling, echoing quietly throughout the hall, which was very magical.

"Is that Potamia?"

The black-haired young man's eyes fell on the face of the statue and he couldn't help but pause.

Under the light of the torch, the goddess's appearance was strikingly similar to that of Pope Potamia. If he hadn't known that Pope Potamia was definitely not a goddess, the black-haired young man would have doubted whether someone had taken Putamia's appearance. The statue of Damia was moved here. Of course, just thinking about it will tell you that it is impossible. Such a huge statue can never be transported from other places. Even if someone is willing to spend such time, there is no need to place it in this place. The ruins come,

"Is there a temple like this built at the bend of the river in the territory of the Kentam family?" the black-haired young man asked intentionally or unintentionally,

"Yes, there is a similar temple ruins in the territory of my Kentam family. It is also a river water god, but the style of the statue seems to be a little different. There are three goddesses in our temple, because there have always been legends in our south. , the river goddess is actually the third child, only the river goddess returns to Egypt Only Luonan and Eronan can recover from the divine punishment." Atrice nodded hesitantly, mocking herself and said, "Actually, I don't believe this kind of thing myself, even if there was really a god in the Holy City. Existence, when the holy city was destroyed, no so-called god came forward.

Atrice is indeed a staunch supporter of Nanero. She is full of admiration for the original Nanero, but she scorns the Holy City at the source of Nanero.

"Third child!"

The black-haired young man didn't care about the ridicule in Atrice's tone. Instead, his eyes widened slightly when he heard that the goddess might have a third child. The black-haired young man suddenly thought of an extremely absurd possibility. All the popes in the past generations had three children. This is a common practice, but this possibility is extremely high. In the past, the black-haired young man only thought that it was possible. It could be the genetic mutation caused by the radiation suffered by the ancestors of Pudamia when the Holy City was destroyed, but judging from what Atrice said, the three sons of the popes in the past are not that simple. The most likely possibility is that the Holy City Genetic engineering had already been launched, and large rivers often represented the origin of life.

"Your Majesty, I just received the news that our people have found traces of His Highness Potamia in the wilderness. The situation looks very bad." An imperial guard came over in a hurry.