Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

When she and Neos came out of the cave at the same time, Romanio raised his torch and raised his head to exclaim.

"Oh my God!!"

"It's so big..." Martha couldn't help trembling.

The cracked hole in the Stonehenge goes all the way down, and it actually leads to a huge platform.

The platform is located in a huge cave, surrounded by incomparably empty space, only boundless darkness can be seen, and there is actually a fence built on the edge of the platform.

Nero passed Aya and was the first to walk to the edge of the platform, poking his head out and looking down.

The bottom of the dark cave can't be seen.

Neos followed closely behind, looked up and saw a huge chandelier hanging in front of the platform.

"Is that...a chandelier?" Nero saw it too.

"Yeah." Neos poked the torch over.

Romanio said subconsciously: "Hey, hey, didn't you say that this was built thousands of years ago, how could you pay back..."

The next moment, he shut up.

Flames spread around the chandelier, like huge torches lit.

"How is it possible?" Martha couldn't believe her eyes.

Nero turned to look at him: "How do you know it can be ignited?"

"Guess."

Nios said: "But there are indeed legends that candles made of mermaid ointment can last for thousands of years."

"Wow, so this is burnt with mermaid paste!" Nero looked at the chandelier, the flames reflected in her eyes, and her face was full of surprise.

"Speaking of which, what is a mermaid, a species of human and fish?" Aya's face turned pale.

"There are legends of mermaids in many places, in Greece..."

Neos glanced at Nero: "They are called sirens."

The siren siren, a monster with a human body and a fish tail in legend, confuses sailors and sailors with singing.

"Evil... we won't meet." Aya trembled all over, looking at the bottomless bottom of the cave, feeling as if something in the darkness was looking up at them.

"I don't know, but I also hope that I won't encounter any monsters during this journey."

Neos shrugged and untied the rope that bound the chandelier on the fence. Nero stepped forward to help, grabbed the rope with him, and lowered the chandelier.

The flames illuminated the bottom of the cave. Although the bottom was still as dark as before, at least five people could still see the scenery under their feet clearly.

It seems to be a huge circular hole, piercing through the top and bottom. The platform where Nios and the others are located is in the hole. The walls of the cave are covered with black rocks. The rocks are full of small holes like a honeycomb, densely packed, Gives people goosebumps.

And from the platform, a stone step stretched against the four walls, spiraling all the way down.

"We seem to be in some big cave." Romagno looked up.

"...According to the direction we are going all the way, you are right to say that." Nero pondered.

"Miss Lu, what do you mean?" Maerda was taken aback.

"Well, we should be in the mountain now. Someone hollowed out the middle of the mountain and built this huge tomb." Neos said.

"Ahahahaha, so why don't we go back, Ni, Master Neos?" Aya kept shaking her legs.

"No, my target should be below, go down the stairs." Nios said, pointing to the stairs illuminated by the fire.

"Okay!" Nero had already shouted, holding a torch, and ran towards the stairs on the side of the platform.

Neos sighed helplessly like a parent with a bear child, and followed.

"Miss Nero, Master Neos, please slow down!" Martha followed.

"Martha, wait for me." Romagno called out.

The corner of Aya's mouth twitched and looked at the four of them. She couldn't help but stomped her feet, gritted her teeth, stuck her head out, and forgot to glance at the bottom of the cave.

The bottomless darkness penetrated into the eyes, and the wind was blowing from the cave, and the huge and dark oppressive feeling squeezed the nerves.

My brain was a little dazed, my eyes blurred, and I seemed to see some kind of existence at the bottom of the hole looking at me.

Aya was in a state of confusion, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

Quickly retracted his head, shook his head, and ran away: "Hey, wait for me!"

......

A soft sigh resounded in the boundless daylight.

The thousand-year-old boat passed through the layers of fog, like a veil of silk, and the water waves gently rippling.

The pure white girl stood at the bow of the boat, her blond hair swaying slightly, and she raised her eyes and stopped.

But I saw that the day before yesterday, the clouds, and the water were all white, and the center of the lake seemed to be a little black, and a small island spread out.

On the island, there are plains and hills, green grass and flowers, lush forests and bamboos all over the place, with the breath of breeze and sunshine.

This uninhabited land has countless names in Celtic mythology... the land of eternity, the land guarded by elves, and the island of life and death.

And these are not as good as her most well-known name, which is an ideal hometown far away from the world...

Avalon.

It seems that such existence exists in various myths, such as the Pure Land of Paradise in Buddhism, the Holy Garden of Golden Apples in Greek mythology, and the Garden of Eden in Jewish mythology...

But the pure white girl knew that there was an essential difference between Avalon and those places.

That is the human souls that belong here, the heroic spirits, are truly their own.

Because the protoss who are truly qualified to use these souls have long been buried.

And although the fairy in the lake is the guardian of Avalon, she is just a laborer who signed a contract with that person, and has no right to possess the soul-returning heroic spirit here.

The boat docked slowly at the ferry,

The girl stepped on the water and walked towards the mirror-like world on the island.

In the center of the pure white world, a beautiful lady sits there.

"Mother of Fairies, I have completed my mission and returned." The girl nodded respectfully.

"Very well, I already feel that that person is getting closer to the prophecy."

The lady smiled: "When he completely solves the three puzzles, it will be the day of our return.

At the beginning, he was able to use tricks to drive us out of the world, so now we can also arrange to force him to invite us back. "

The girl lowered her eyes for a moment: "Is it so important to return to the human world?"

"It's not a matter of importance, it's a matter of whether we live or die." The lady shook her head.

"I don't understand."

"You are still young, so you don't know, our war with him has never been endless."

The lady sighed: "He feels that our existence is a threat to mankind, so he doesn't want to eradicate us for a moment.

And if we sit and wait to die, one day we will face real death! "

"But isn't it good now?"

The girl showed doubts: "Let's stay on the outside and inside, and don't think about returning to rule the human race. Can't we just accept our beliefs and live every day?"

"Look, don't you just fall into his game?" The lady smiled wryly.

"Huh?" The girl blinked.

"Let me tell you a secret, a shocking secret that all the gods didn't realize until they parted, a layout that has endured for thousands of years and runs through the beginning and end of human history."

The noble lady looked at the sky from a distance, her gaze seemed to span several centuries with a sense of loss.

"Thousands of years ago, when the first batch of priests offered sacrifices to the gods, the gods suddenly realized that when the power in the human soul was purified by faith and poured into the godhead, this power would strengthen the power of the gods. From then on, human beings A system of belief is built between God and God.”

Her tone was suddenly full of self-deprecation: "But when the gods indulged in the pleasure of increasing divine power, they didn't realize that their original divine power was gradually being replaced by faith."

"So gradually, the gods have gradually changed from a species supported by their own divine power to a species supported by human belief."

"This is a curse, a curse that was buried when humans sacrificed to the gods for the first time."

"Then who planted this curse, and who established this system?" The girl trembled slightly.

The lady glanced at him: "What do you say?"

(Forget it, write another chapter, sorry everyone, I really have to rest today)

Chapter 185 Chapter 180

Aya touched the base of the wall and slowly descended the steps.

The steps are not wooden plank roads, but are carved directly on the mountain rock, with a rough and flat surface and covered with dust.

Couldn't help but glanced at the bottom of the dark hole on the left, Aya couldn't help but tremble.

To be honest, the female assassin who missed her has undergone rigorous training since she was a child, and can run between various roofs and treetops with a light body and a normal heartbeat.

But now she was simply walking on the spiral stone steps, and she rarely panicked.

Not the fear of falling, but the fear of the unknown.

At this moment, the abyss is on her left, and densely packed caves are on the black rock wall on the right. These caves are almost the same size, and there is a coffin in each hole.

It seems that someone once carved the stone wall into a large cemetery to bury these bodies.

"My God, this staircase, these tombs, how did people do it before?" Romagno moved the torch and looked around.

"Perhaps it wasn't made by humans?" Mirtha whispered.

"No, people can do it too, but it takes time and a lot of slaves, such as pyramids,"

Nero said, looking back at Nios, "But then again, don't you wonder who is buried here?"

"Not curious,"