Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

"vomit!"

Aenea bent over the corner and started vomiting. It was not that she was weak, it could only be said that the Muyin was so insane that she would have been vomiting for three days and three nights.

Sandone jumped out of the hatch with light steps, took a breath of fresh air, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, we landed safely. This is the altar."

The space at the top of the mountain is quite large, at least the size of two or three jade pavilions. A protruding altar is located here. It is surrounded by traces of time and looks like an old antique.

The inside of the altar looks like a hot spring, but there is no water inside, only hot lava.

Aenea usually meditates on the raised rocks in the center of the magma. She is definitely not plagiarizing, but she simply thinks it is very cool.

Although she is not afraid of magma, swimming in magma is not normal. I don't know if it is an illusion, but the fire element she feels when sitting in the center of the magma is more pure.

I can’t blame Ainya for reading too many novels. The main reason is that the center of the altar looks like a training place with adventures. Coupled with various reasons, I have been practicing here anyway. The effect is pretty good, but I don't know if it's a psychological effect.

"Uh... If you don't understand, just ask, how did you get there?"

Sandone squatted next to the lava and fell into silence. Now it was Aenea's turn to be very proud. She took off her shoes and exposed her feet that were well maintained by lava baths. She walked into the lava with bare feet. , without even blinking an eye.

"Miss Executive Officer, why don't you come in and give it a try?"

Aenea stretched out her hand as a gesture of invitation, with a slightly amused expression in her smile. This time it must be Sandone's turn to be frustrated.

As a result, she turned around and saw Sandone wearing magma shoes sliding across the surface of the magma with a whoosh. The powerful jet made her reach the stone platform in the center of the altar in an instant, which is where Aenea usually meditates. , you can even see unopened snacks stacked neatly in the corner.

"Are your Zhidong's mechanical skills so powerful?"

Aenea has finally come to understand the reality. Comparing people with people is infuriating, and competing between countries is boring. Anyway, their Nata will not be able to achieve such an exaggerated mechanical level for a while.

Sandone smiled slightly, "It's not Zhi Dong's mechanical skills that are great, it's me."

"666~"

Inia clapped her hands and applauded expressionlessly, "Then where is the so-called clue you are looking for? I have been meditating here for almost five hundred years. Even if I know how many stones there are in the cracks, how could I be there?" Something not found.”

Sandone knelt down and spoke softly: "It's not necessarily that you didn't notice it, but that you couldn't understand it."

She reached out and touched the inscription on the side of the altar, and the ancient words were reflected in her eyes, "This is the language of the devil, perhaps some kind of ancient ritual. The specific effect will only be known after it is performed."

"Huh? Demonic language?"

Inia felt a little embarrassed and turned her head silently. She was not illiterate! It's just that she doesn't have much time to study, and most of it is used to practice martial arts. Even if Qingli pulls her to study, she won't be able to study at all. As the saying goes, martial arts changes life, she doesn't want to study!

Well, it turned out that those inscriptions were actually words. Aenea had always thought that those things were just decorative patterns that could enhance the quality of the altar.

Damn it... Now I'm going to be looked down upon severely again.

Inia wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in, but fortunately she was very thick-skinned and would not faint directly.

"The pronunciation of Demonic Language is very complicated, let me give it a try..."

Sandone reached out and touched the inscription, and the ancient language flowed from the girl's lips, "Use my fire to travel through time."

With the altar as the center, firework-like sparks surrounded Aenea and Sandone. A curtain of magma slowly rose from the ground. Countless sparks flowed rapidly in the opposite direction among the flickering light and shadow, and they also As if being sucked away by sparks, he opened his eyes again. There was still an altar in front of him, but the people who appeared on the altar were not Aenea and Sandonne.

"Our destiny has already been nailed to the destined future."

The woman with long pink hair spoke softly, stretched out her hand to touch the edge of the altar, and seemed to sense something, so she raised her head and smiled slightly in the direction of Inia.

Inia was slightly startled, but a man's voice came from behind.

"Aenea, what fate do you see?"

"Su Ming?"

Sandonie blinked in shock when she saw the man. How could she have imagined that she would see what happened five hundred years ago here.

Ainiya thought Su Ming was calling her, but she soon realized that the "Ainiya" Su Ming was talking about should be the pink-haired woman.

Are you Iniya too? Then who is she?

Sandone signaled Aenea to be quiet. The next step was the most critical moment, which related to whether she could obtain key information. This was why she came to Nata.

"You should visit those in the Witches' Guild. Even they don't dare to tell their fate so straightforwardly."

The pink-haired Inya smiled and said: "All I can tell you is simple information. For the sake of helping 'me' in the future, this is additional information."

"It seems you are the real astrologer."

"It's just a matter of interest. I can't do much with the fire every day. Yan has also been practicing in seclusion recently, so I was thinking about how to make people and dragons coexist... Well, as expected, that is the only way."

Inia's smile was a little cunning, and she snickered and said, "Leave it to your future you to complete."

Su Ming was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. After all, Inia has always been such a mysterious type, "So can you tell what fate is?"

"Then listen carefully, Su Ming, you are a seed. The seeds falling from the wider world will eventually bring disaster and turmoil to this land."

"But you have to remember, before you become a seed, you are still you."

Inia reached out and touched Su Ming's chest and said softly: "Actually, I shouldn't tell you this, but I believe that you will come here in the future."

Her eyes seemed to have traveled through time, and she looked at Sandonie with a smile, "Go and tell him that fate can be changed."