Star of Civilization

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In the northwestern mountains more than 3,000 kilometers away from Shacheng, the cold wind blew through the trees in the mountains, making terrible whining sounds, like the cry of the devil.

The ancient cave of black basalt connects with a large-scale temple deep in the mountains. This place is covered by nameless restrictions, and it is difficult for ordinary people to reach here.

An old-fashioned train from the AD century drove on a transcontinental railway, and after passing through a sparsely populated area, it stopped in a small town at the foot of the mountain.

These railways were built by slaves in Mine City and Shacheng over the past several hundred years. Many parts have extended the huge railway network built by people in the past. After nearly a hundred years of research and restoration, the tracks have been improved, connecting dozens of cities and towns in the central mainland.

However, no traveler has ever been able to reach such a remote and harsh frozen ground—the nearest town is also under the control of the Obsidian Society, and this route has become its exclusive use.

On the ground of numerous small platforms made of black basalt slabs, flames swayed in huge iron barrels, extending from here to the road deep in the cedar forest at the foot of the mountain.

Hundreds of refugees in rags jumped off the train, driven by a dozen tall masked men in black, towards the mountain pass.

The strong wind blew the bodies of these refugees and took away the only remaining heat, but everyone did not say a word, and their faces were full of longing.

After the last ice age of tens of thousands of years, the fault has now been raised, revealing the buried temple-even the pre-civilization era with advanced technology has stopped in front of it.

The headquarters of the Obsidian Order is stationed here. For them, this sanctuary is a place of glory and harvest. Countless disciples are in the deep underground, worshiping some unknown things.

After entering the cave entrance, the tall stone pillars of the temple inside formed a shadow under the faint moonlight. It seemed that the inside was a valley instead of a completely dark cave.

In front of a monument-like statue, there are some incomprehensible images standing impressively, and the breath of ancient times is spreading out, making people feel incomparably majestic and daunting.

The flames trembling by the breeze could hardly illuminate the bodies and appearances of those statues, and a strong musty smell of incense came, like a stray wind blowing from behind a long-dust tomb that had just been opened.

An elderly woman, faced with the unknown fear in the dark, her body began to tremble, her pace slowed down, and the team behind was somewhat blocked.

The black-robed man in front did not urge him, and began to make a rhythmic sound with his hair. Soon, the trembling crowd heard a low voice of singing and singing.

The wide front hall slowly appeared in the descending steps behind the gloomy stone pillars.

More symbols and strange patterns appeared on the dome, but the moonlight reflected on the stone wall above everyone's head was clearer, and it seemed that some water ripples were reflected on it.

An ethereal feeling haunted everyone.

Except for the low-pitched singing, the team of hundreds of people could not hear other noises, and gradually formed a tangled, rhythmic sound that echoed in the empty front hall.

After traveling for more than half an hour, at the top of the two extremely large stone pillars, there seemed to be two humans holding spears in the shadows. If it wasn't for the flapping of the wings like a bat behind one of them, everyone would think it was two statues.

However, the team of several hundred people made a surprise sound.

"God! I finally saw your temple!"

A young woman whispered in excitement, her surging mood was difficult to hold on her own.

Behind the stone pillars were two giant doors wrapped in bronze, which suddenly opened towards them. After passing through the gate, everyone saw thousands of people in black robes inside the gate.

They lined up neatly, sitting cross-legged on a straw mat made of reeds, surrounded by a fig leaf all over, bent down, and struggling to copy the scrolls spread out in front of them on the low stone table.

As the black-robed priest slowly patrolled, the whisper of chanting came out from his mouth, and the repeated sentences merged into a rhythm of ups and downs.

This is the room of wisdom that carries ancient knowledge and the end of their pilgrimage.

At this moment, an obsidian servant was leading everyone to face a huge black stone wall.

This wall has existed for centuries. The remnants on it, in the shape of seaweed and red coral, as well as fossils of conch and shells, and even the traces of moss resurrecting from the dead, are part of the pattern. .

People in black robes sang loudly with candles in their hands.

Under the huge stone wall are rows of red clay slabs with hieroglyphs and patterns with human inscriptions. There is a row of gray-robed men in front, earnestly engraving these things that no one can understand on the newly made clay tablets.

From the very beginning of human history, even before the founders of the pyramids and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, a large amount of recorded and memorized knowledge was passed down from generation to generation among the priests.

The torch in the priest's hand turned into a hot ball of light, shining in the air above everyone's head into a brilliance.

"Say what you want, God will hear your voice!"

The black-robed priests said loudly to those people after the brilliance had shone.

Soon, a mumbling chant sounded in the front hall, and all the new disciples knelt down and prayed devoutly.

The walls illuminating the huge stones are engraved with intricate and unknown patterns. The starry sky can be seen faintly, with countless dots and lines running through it, and some weird graphics drawn hard to identify.

In the other stone room connected to the front hall, the scenery in front of you definitely confuses people who meet for the first time.

Unlike the ancient hall outside, there are many advanced technologies here.

First of all, this stone room does not appear to be a creation of stone, but rather like a translucent crystal melted into glass; some equipment that looks like a stone shell is placed in every corner of the room; the light is distorted and changed in the room , It seems that even the breathing air comes from other spaces; a black boulder is located in the middle of the stone room, and messy pipes and cables extend from the ground, connecting the black stone and corner equipment~www.wuxiaspot. com~ There is a huge device next to the black stone. The gyro-shaped fuselage is fixed by a metal object. There are some letters on the mottled fuselage-MAX-5001, which is actually something of a former civilization.

There was a man in black standing next to Black Stone. He was not dressed as weird as the priests in the black robes outside. The tight clothes were dark golden armor that was convenient for physical movement, and a few slightly shiny alloys covered his chest. , Abdomen, back and other vital parts of the body.

The black-clothed man frowned at this moment, staring at the display in front of him. The pale yellow hair was tied into pigtails and trembling from time to time as his head turned occasionally to the black boulder.

If you just think that this is an ordinary black stone, you are wrong. The temperature in the room is lowered because of it, like a piece of profound ice exuding dark energy.

The display in front of the man in black had a special reaction under the touch of his palm, reflecting a piece of red hot rock, very clear. Behind the rock is red and black magma, constantly bubbling hot, and the distant mountains are covered by yellow-white lightning cracks.

There seemed to be someone talking to him on the opposite side. His location looked like it was in a volcanic crater somewhere. On the cliff, there were still remaining stone pillars and some huge stone palaces built by unknown people and when.

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