Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Marcus sat in the room for a while, looked up at the sky, and then rubbed the wrinkled skin on his face vigorously.

The words of those officers seemed to still be ringing in their ears.

"He ran out alone, what should I do..."

"...Could it be a traitor?"

"There is no way to be sure, we have lost contact with the people in Winchester..."

"Please, please, hurry up and bring someone to save them!" Marcus still remembers crying at that time.

"Take him to the governor!"

"..."

Little by little, he rubbed harder and harder, as if he wanted to rub off a layer of skin and a wave of weakness.

Then Marcus raised his eyes, looked at the city, looked at the sky.

Think of the scene that happened in the Governor's Mansion.

"...I remember your family, Marcus."

The viceroy's voice was as hard as iron: "So in the context of your family and you betraying Rome, I'm sorry that I can't trust your information."

"why!"

Marcus roared in grief and anger, with snot and tears in his nose, "You sent us in at the beginning, but now everyone is dead, we got the information, and you don't believe it anymore!"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I still need to be sure!" Paulinus corrected.

"NM sure! If you're sure, you're going to die!" Marcus yelled, never so angry in his life.

"Marcus, you are a Roman, you should put the emperor's life first, not just because a few outsiders rushed to rescue you, which would alarm the opponent and put the emperor's life in danger!"

Paulinus said: "Besides, there is still the treasure you mentioned. Although it was spread everywhere a few days ago, there are already some remarks to refute the rumors.

And it made me doubt you even more..."

"Okay, to put it bluntly, I still don't believe me. I think the words and lives of us little people are not right."

Marcus understood, with a mocking smile on his face.

He nodded: "Okay, then I'll prove it to you, what I said is absolutely true!"

Paulinus frowned, having a headache as to how to deal with this person.

"Anyway, they say that whoever gets the treasure can rule the island country, so I'll take it,

At that time, I will find the treasure by myself, and then use the treasure to exchange their lives. "

With that said, Marcus wiped his body and strode outside.

Behind him, there was a sudden cry, hard and cold.

"wait!"

......

The memory stays in the picture of the governor calling him to stop.

call! ! !

Marcus rubbed his darkened eye circles, looked at the scattered papers, let out a long breath of sullen air, and stretched himself.

"Is the god hiding in the ground..."

"Although I don't know what your treasure is, it should be like a pyramid, a mausoleum-like existence."

"......Stonehenge!"

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Chapter 182 Chapter 180 The Secret of Stonehenge

The next day, the treasure hunting team was ready to set off.

Romanio wrapped his hair with a cloth towel, Martha was praying, Aya put on her hood, checked the two daggers in her boots, and put the newly purchased recurve bow on her back.

Nios checked his luggage to make sure that all the supplies were prepared. Nero sat across from him, with his chin propped on his hands, and tilted his head to look at him.

Neos didn't dare to look up.

When everyone was ready, he stood up with his head down, and let everyone set off directly, aiming at Stonehenge.

They left the valley where the village was located, and under the leadership of Nios, they took a shortcut and crossed the mountains.

The so-called shortcut is rugged and narrow, and there are more and more strange-shaped rocks around it. There are often large or small waterfalls between the vertical cliffs.

After riding a horse through a canyon and crossing two wooden bridges, you can see the towering foggy mountains when you look up.

The sacred mountain in Celtic legend is just ahead, with sharp edges and corners, and the peak of the mountain is hidden in the clouds and mist.

The five people raised their heads from time to time, watching the sacred mountain getting closer and closer, a subtle feeling seeped out from the bottom of their hearts.

It's just that Neos didn't take them up the mountain again, but turned sharply down, went down a river, and then turned into a dense oak forest.

Wooden carvings of human faces began to appear on the side of the road. Although the carvings were rough, they were extremely vivid, as if they had souls.

"It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen such a carving!" Nero circled the wood carving for a long time.

"The Celtic priests often used living sacrifices. They would tie the living people to oak trees, or shut them up in wicker bodies and burn them to death... This led them to believe that the spirits of those sacrifices were imprisoned in these wooden carvings. Among them." Neos explained as he walked, his expression and tone extremely indifferent.

Nero trembled in fright, turned his head and glared at someone, but found that the person had already left, so he could only trot quickly to keep up.

"Evil, it's really disgusting, I don't feel very good here." Although Aya is not afraid of ghosts and gods, after listening to Neos' explanation, she still couldn't help trembling in her heart.

Martha prayed more and more frequently.

At this moment, there was a "click" under Romagno's feet!

The big blond man looked like a cat whose tail had been guessed, bounced up and screamed.

The people around were also taken aback by him and turned around at the same time.

"You are sick!" Aya scolded.

"What's wrong?" Martha asked.

"I, I really want to step on something..." Romagno said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

Neos glanced at his feet: "Maybe it's the skull hidden under the fallen leaves. There have been quite a few wars here before, and many people died."

"Ah, that's good..." Aya breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a hair!"

Romanio frowned, "It's not good to step on a dead man's skull, and he just said that the souls here are still watching us, what if I get entangled!"

"Don't worry, you should be stepping on the skull of a Roman soldier, if I guessed correctly where I was standing," Nios said.

Nero froze for a moment.

"Hey, hey, you sound like you have participated in this war." Romagno complained.

"How do you know it belongs to a Roman soldier?" Aya also found it wrong.

Martha stopped praying and looked at him.

Nios was silent for a moment: "At that time, the governor of Britannia led troops to surround this forest, intending to completely eradicate the Celtic belief.

And this place used to be a druid training place, and it was a religious holy place for the druids in Britain. "

"Eradicate faith..." Martha muttered to herself, thinking of her hometown, where Jews and Christians were also facing the same dilemma.

Nero looked at Neos with a complicated expression.She had heard that Neos was a green prophet summoned by druids. She thought it was just an ordinary god-making act, but she didn't expect such a story to be hidden behind it.

Nios obviously didn't want to say any more, and led everyone to move forward in silence.

Then, after passing a few more statues, the shadow of huge stones loomed in front of them. When passing through the forest and entering a wide and huge open space, everyone subconsciously stopped and raised their eyes.

Huge square stone pillars, huge square stone beams, added inside and outside, layered on top of each other, arranged in a weird circular array.

The square stones, which seem to weigh ten thousand catties, are arranged in a very regular manner, and the sun and wind blowing on the stone wall for thousands of years... have created this majestic and ancient wonder.

This is by no means a product of natural formation, but at the same time they suspect that it is not done by humans.

"Oh my god..." Martha took a deep breath.

"Is this really something humans can do?" Romagno also sighed.

Aya raised her eyebrows slightly: "This is Stonehenge, that's it..."

As an Egyptian born, she has naturally seen more spectacular spectacle.

Although Nero had also seen the pyramids, his feeling was completely different from Aya's.

She walked up to a boulder blankly, looked up and down, her eyes seemed to have light, she couldn't help but touch it with her fingertips.

Feeling these giant man-hewn stones being lifted up and built thousands of years ago... At that time, the Trojan War had just started, the Greek gods were still betting on the fate of mankind, and Rome had not yet been established.

Nios felt that something was wrong with her mood, and stepped forward: "What's the matter, did you find anything?"

"Do not,"

Nero shook his head slightly, with some tears in his eyes: "I just... I don't know..."

Even she herself can't describe the feeling, the feeling of talking to these giant stones as if time has disappeared, spanning thousands of years.

"I'm thinking that the existence of human beings is just grains of sand in the long river of history, but there are always some things that can last for thousands of years."

Nero turned his head and looked at Neos deeply, "Isn't it, Neos..."

Nios and her stared at each other for a while, then looked away, and shouted back: "This should be where the riddle points to, and the passage to the tomb should be hidden. We'd better look for it."

"Oh yeah! If we find a treasure, can we have a copy for ourselves!" Romagno raised his hand.

Martha scolded: "Romanio, those are the things left by the Celtic ancestors!"

"Heh, should I say that I am a Germanic person? Seeing historical relics in other people's homes is like stealing?" Aya mocked.

"This is not robbing, this is borrowing,"