Casting spells

Undoubtedly, under Zhang Cheng's deliberate stimulation, the conversation about the counterfeit father and son eventually broke up unhappy.

Chen Song came with expectation and hope, but left with pain and despair.

Because in his eyes, his son has become the same as his ex-wife, the kind of evil person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, not the one he has always imagined in his mind.

Not long after this decadent old man left the captain's cabin, Mansha poked her head out from the next door with her laptop in her arms, and asked curiously, "Are you done talking?"

"Of course! I've got the information I want." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips, revealing undisguised amusement in his tone.

Obviously, by constantly stimulating the most sensitive nerves with language, he successfully read that interesting life experience from the memory of the other party's brain.

It has to be said that this wonderful couple was completely like dry wood and fire, firmly attracted by each other's unique temperament, ignoring the huge difference in personality. As a result, when the passion began to fade, the conflict came as expected.

After all, there is essentially an irreconcilable contradiction between a man who advocates a free life and a strong woman who is ambitious and eager to realize her self-worth.

But what's really interesting is that they haven't gone through the divorce process yet...

"Hey! Your smile seems a little weird?" Mansha felt an inexplicable strange feeling, and subconsciously shivered.

"Weird? Haha! You don't understand how interesting this matter is. Well, let's stop this topic first and tell me, have you deciphered the second half of the mural?" Zhang Cheng cast his eyes on the laptop screen.

You must know that it is not an "old antique" produced in [-], but a miniature supercomputer specially developed by S.H.I.E.L.D. for field agents. It has many very practical and powerful functions. It can quickly decipher completely unfamiliar words and pictures.

"Yes! It's all done!" Mansha hurriedly put the laptop on the table, pointed to the document on the screen and explained: "See these round symbols that appear most often? It represents the The sun god, and the missing part below represents the emperor of the Inca Empire. According to them, the emperor is the direct descendant of the sun god Inti, so after the emperor dies, both soul and body will return to the embrace of the sun."

"It sounds a bit similar to Egyptian mythology, doesn't it?" Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and said to himself.

"It's true that the first half is a bit similar, but the second half is different. The Egyptian pharaohs believed that their death was temporary and would one day be resurrected by the gods, so they built pyramids to protect their remains. But the Inca mythology The emperors will not be resurrected. On the contrary, they will return to the embrace of God through a ceremony. The city of gold is the transfer station to the eternal kingdom of the sun god Inti according to legend. The soul of every emperor after death I will live here until the agreed date." Mansha explained slightly excitedly.

After Zhang Cheng heard these interesting details, he immediately asked: "What do you mean the agreed date? Who is the owner of the Golden City?"

"The promised day refers to the myth that the sun god once promised to take away all his direct blood and enjoy eternal life and glory in his country. As for the owner of the city of gold, it is not mentioned in the mural, but I think it should be the ancestor goddess Bacchuai. Oh, by the way, I also found an interesting little thing during the interpretation process, I believe you should be interested."

As she said that, Mansha quickly slid the screen to the bottom, showing a row of patterns composed of more than a dozen weird animal pictograms.

"What is this?" Zhang Cheng showed an interested expression on his face.

Mansha smiled triumphantly and replied: "I think it should be a spell. Have you noticed these animal-like symbols? Try to imitate the corresponding animal's cry, and soon you will feel an indescribable energy resonance. But I'm not an expert on this, you are."

"Spell?!" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately began to imitate the first jaguar's call without saying a word, and constantly adjusted the tone and volume of the sound.

After a while, he found a relatively stable balance point.

Followed by the second, third, fourth...

When the last one was also deciphered, and the moment the entire spell was recited, a golden light suddenly shone through the window onto the wall of the captain's cabin, showing one or two light spots.

One of them was the size of a fist, and the other was slightly smaller, the size of a walnut.

"This... this is!!" Mansha shouted excitedly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a positioning magic. The one that is constantly moving should represent our current position, and the other one represents the position that opens the key to the city of gold. Turn the bow, it's time to end the long and It's boring to search." Zhang Cheng gave the answer without thinking.

As the order was conveyed, the fleet immediately adjusted its direction and headed southwest at full speed. It took about two hours to arrive at the designated position and began to put down the deep-diving camera to observe the surrounding seabed.

Facts have proved that his deduction is not wrong at all.

Just over 640 meters below the docking position, there is a large Galen sailboat that broke from the middle into two sections, and the bow of the ship looks like a female figure wearing a crown and bathing in flames all over her body.

No need to ask, this must be the legendary Flame Queen.

Without any hesitation!

The two salvage ships directly lowered their booms and trawl nets, and fished up the scattered goods one by one from the deep sea.

Before it got dark, a gold mural covered with a thick layer of seaweed and shellfish was delivered to Zhang Cheng.

Despite the baptism of hundreds of years and the erosion of sea water, the murals still have no signs of rust and oxidation.

It is half a meter wide and one meter long, and its thickness is almost the same as that of a little finger. There are even a small amount of stone debris stuck to the back, and it looks like it was forcibly pried off the wall.

The Spanish colonists did not seem to realize the true value of this piece of gold mural, but only regarded it as a handicraft and planned to ship it back to the royal family for collection.

Gently stroking the raised part on the surface of the mural, Zhang Cheng felt a powerful force, a kind of positive energy as warm and hot as the sun.

After a full minute, he nodded in satisfaction and praised: "Good job! I will leave the rest of the salvage work to you. Now I need to return to New York to deal with some very important things."

"No problem! But I want to know, what are you going to do with the gold, silver and jewelry salvaged on the ship? If they are taken through the legal process, it is likely to trigger an international lawsuit, which is quite troublesome." Jaeger asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, just ship it back to New York. I haven't fallen so low that a second-tier European country snatches what belongs to me..."

Chapter 7 Eleven The Last Three Days

At dusk, the golden sunset sprinkled on the streets of New York, covering the world's financial capital with a beautiful coat.

Laverne sat alone on a chair on the balcony of the hotel, drinking mead from Northern Europe, and admiring the magnificent sunset.

As an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, most of the material comforts in the world can no longer bring any freshness and excitement. Only a few of the most spectacular scenery from nature can touch his heart that will always remain stable. beating heart.

But just when Lavern drank a bottle of mead and was about to summon his loyal servant, he suddenly felt a strong energy fluctuation appearing in the room behind him.

Before he could condense the first bolt of lightning to surprise the intruders, Zhang Cheng walked through the portal, hugged the mural made entirely of gold, and greeted with a smile: " Good evening! See what I brought you?"

"The key?! You found the key to open the city of gold!" Lavern clearly noticed the unusualness of the golden mural, and his tone was full of surprise and surprise.

There is no way not to be surprised!

In fact, as early as 60 years ago, when he first got clues about the City of Gold, he searched for this precious gold mural.

But at that time, it was just before and after the Second World War, and the technology was far from as developed as it is now, so in the end nothing was found.

"That's right! Do you know how much effort I spent trying to find it? That damned nautical diary was of no use at all. In the end, I managed to find some useful clues based on the hydrological data collected by my subordinates." Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be annoyed and complained.

"Hahahaha! Sorry, that's all we have. Faust is very lazy. Except for hunting the forces of heaven and making powerful undead creatures, he basically rarely moves." Laverne laughed. After taking the mural and examining it carefully, the eyes showed undisguised excitement and excitement.

Because he knew that having this thing meant that he had taken the first step on the road to becoming a god.

Zhang Cheng, who has always been careful, was keenly aware of this, and joked with a smile: "This is not something that can be over with an apology! You have to make it up to me! Do you know? When I salvaged the sunken ship, I picked up a lot of gold along the way." Silver jewels. In return, settle the Spanish government for me, I don't want to go to international lawsuits for several years for some gold and silver."

"No problem! I'll send Faust a message later, I believe he will be very happy to help you settle this little matter." Laverne shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Maybe for people in the ordinary world, it is completely impossible to make a country with serious economic problems give up gold, silver and jewelry worth billions of dollars, but for the high-level people in the underground world, they only need to consider whether to use political power, Or use supernatural power directly.

After all, strictly speaking, they are the real masters of this world.

At least until ordinary people become aware of the existence of supernatural forces on a large scale and start an all-out war that is likely to use thermonuclear weapons and defeat the inhabitants of the underground world that have ruled the earth for thousands of years. keep it up.

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't care at all whether it was ordinary people or the residents of the underground world who would win a war, and just wanted to figure out what the next plan was as soon as possible.