Manual of Space-Time Interference

"I've become a **** now?"

Dialect muttered and looked around, but no one dared to look at him.

"Little girl, set up a return route according to the established plan. In other words, can I still return within the territory?" Dialect said, shaking his head, and throwing out the idea of ​​"becoming a god" in his mind.

"I can't go back inside the country, I have searched for the nearest top-secret safe house location, which is about 762 kilometers away, and the route navigation has been reserved!" XiaoGuai said, a yellow exclamation mark appeared in the upper right corner of the screen in front of him.

"Set the reminder time, this time in two days," said the dialect, after careful consideration, and then added, "Show the things that will threaten me in this time and space, as well as any unexpected situations that may occur, to document displayed."

"The reminder time has been set, and threats and unexpected situations have been arranged to appear!"

Listen, the dialect carefully browsed the things on the light screen. The first row is the poison, and the next one is other unexpected situations. He nodded and turned to look underground. of the Mayans.

"It's Sumner, this is a sacrifice offered by your people for you!"

A voice came from the side, and Xiaojiao's real-time voice translation also reached Dialect's ears. He was stunned for a while, then turned to look at the sacrifice.

The blood kept dripping from his fingers, and a heart that still had residual warm and nerve reflexes was held over his head by his hands and placed in front of Dialect. "God".

"I... this group of people is too heavy on taste!"

Dialect frowned, looking at the heart that seemed to be beating faintly in front of him, he took a deep breath, and through the mask, he could feel a **** aura.

"Little girl, can you simulate the pronunciation?" Dialect asked softly, while outside, the priest quietly raised his head and looked at the "Lord of the Gods" who suddenly appeared.

For the Mayan civilization, dialects are also full of curiosity. In the Middle Ages, and still in the Stone Age, they had great achievements in astronomy, numbers, agriculture and writing.

If nothing else, the doomsday prophecy in 2012 alone made the word "Maya" occupy the hot search list of thousands of degrees, tt, Weibo and other websites at that time, and after that, there are many more. The legend of "crystal skulls" and "modern frescoes" casts a mysterious veil on the Maya civilization, which has died.

After a short period of consideration and assessment of threats, he decided to spend two days exploring these unknown "Maya mysteries".

In the rest of the time, he had to go to the nearest safe house location, and then make all preparations for the return journey. Perhaps "returning to the city" seemed more appropriate for him.

"Can!"

A pure and unpretentious voice came, which made the dialect nod. After getting rid of the habit of liking popular science, now the little girl is indeed easier to use.

"Instantly translate what I want to say, the tone template, I think about it, just use that kind of tone with a strong sense of history, similar to those Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Zeus, God in the movie. ." Dialect said, tilted his head, looked at the sacrifice in front, and smiled.

The identity of a god, in this Mayan civilization, which is still uncivilized, can indeed provide him with a lot of convenience. It seems that he will not be blocked wherever he goes, and he can also get answers to most questions. It is important to clear some doubts.

In contrast, some minor issues, such as the struggle between theocracy and kingship, are nothing to worry about for Dialect, who has only stayed for two days.

"I am the king of the gods, Itsumner!"

The small loudspeaker that comes with the power armor translated this sentence in time, and the thick voice began to spread from the high platform, spreading to the quiet surroundings...

"It's Sumner!"

A wider voice sounded, and the Maya at the bottom of the pyramid called out loudly, and lowered his body again to show his reverence for the gods.

Dialect looked at it, nodded, and looked at the sacrificial sacrificial who was still holding his heart high and trembling in front of him, and frowned again, "My devout believers, this **** doesn't need your sacrificial offerings, take them down... …”

"Please God forgive our sins!"

The priest slammed his head on the slate, his whole body began to tremble, and his tone became timid, as if he was very afraid of the "It Sumner" in front of him.

"God's heart is full of tolerance, and he will not give up his believers because of your ignorance..."

Speaking in dialect, he stretched out his arms and faced the direction of the sun, and the sun seemed to be in harmony with it. The golden light reflected on the power armor, making him look so radiant and stalwart at the moment.

"Praise you, Eat Sumner!"

The priest bowed his head and shouted, and finally handed the heart to the person next to him. There were bursts of shouting around, and the dialect listened, and looked around from the top of the tallest pyramid.

The city in the jungle, but everywhere is full of miracles, ingenious buildings, the Bakukur Pyramid, and the magnificent religious buildings on the other side...

"My most devout believer, where is your king?"

Dialect turned and asked the priest whose hands were still covered in blood. He looked at the naked man lying on the stone platform in the distance, and shook his head slightly.

This is the cruelty of the unity of human rights and theocracy. The rulers use the gods to maintain and strengthen their own control, and this man is just one of the countless victims...

Although he sighed, he didn't want to change these things. After all, it had nothing to do with him. Don't you see, the superstition has been broken and it still exists for so many years. In this era of ignorance, how can it be something that can be solved in a few words.

"You are the king of my believers?"

Dialect shouted loudly, I don't know why, looking at this somewhat fat king, I have an uncomfortable feeling, especially when I see the pair of eyes that keep rolling around~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yes! I am their king! Also your most devout believer! May the **** Etsumner perform your miracles and bless us! "

Eyeballs were still rolling around, the king bowed slightly, showing his greatest respect.

"My believers, miracles, can't be easily shown, but I can't refuse the prayers of my most devout believers, so I cast the miracle of destruction!"

Dialect drank, squinted his eyes, and looked at the dishonest king in front of him. He also knew the doubts and tricks in his heart. After all, when he came down, there was no holy light, no miracles, and no special effects of fifty cents.

"Praise you, Greatest Itsumner!"

The king sang, his eyes fixed on the fake "God" of Dialect.

"The believers here, get out of the way!" Dialect shouted, turned and pointed to the Mayan crowd in one direction, quietly removed a special grenade, and said softly, "The following sentence will not be translated."

The crowd dispersed in chaos and screams. The dialect watched, facing the dawn of the first day. After pressing it lightly, he threw it into the distance, turned around slowly, and shouted loudly. road,

"Be careful with grenades!"

There was a voice that the Mayans could not understand, but in the eyes of the king and the priest, it seemed like they were chanting a spell.

"Boom!"

The sky-high fire lit up the city, a small black cloud vacated the sky, and the flames devoured everything in a radius of 15. The buildings collapsed and damaged under the impact of shrapnel and impact...

Looking at the sluggish king and priest in front of him, Dialect smiled and said softly,

"My most devout believer, do you still want to watch the miracle of destroying the world?"