heavy fog

Wen Luan could remember the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, but he didn't know what gods this ancient civilization believed in. The statues of this era are not dark blue star artworks, and it's hard to see the details.

The silver metal ball was suspended in the air on the original altar, and the metal shell shone brightly.

The ancient temple had no doors, and the three walls were engraved with cuneiform characters. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the colonnades, and it turned out that it was just able to shine on the yellow-brown statue of the god through refraction. The meteorite was originally inlaid on the forehead of the god. If the crystallized energy ore is crystallized, if the crystallized shell is not completely absorbed, the energy explosion inside will not be induced.

If you just put it here as a lighting lamp, no matter how long it takes, it will always shine brightly.

"The formation time is 8000 million years, and it belongs to the core crystallization of energy mines." Xier is like a gourmet, and makes comments after eating.

"crystallization?"

Wen Luan immediately thought of the three-inch king-level mecha Beret. In the ground combat mode, there are a bunch of gem-like ornaments with bright colors and high purity on the main body and weapons.Later, Syer said that Beret's body was worth all the treasury reserves of certain countries in the Beluga Galaxy.

"It's not right!" Wen Luan still remembered the appearance of this meteorite.

It was gray, with only a hazy white light in the middle of the stone, and it looked like there was some treasure hidden in the heart of the stone.

Just as he was thinking, the Shier ball shook slightly, and a pile of grayish-yellow rock shells fell onto the rough floor tiles.

"..."

Wen Luan was thankful again that he didn't have a body, otherwise he would be suffocated by this breath.

Replenishing energy for mechs is like eating! !What's the matter with this kind of instant vision?

Shi Er continued to analyze without realizing it: "There is a five-centimeter-thick crust outside the crystal, which needs to be cut with a splitting tool..."

Wen Luan: ...It's still a mecha with its own tableware.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Shier vaguely heard movement from the spiritual connection.

"Nothing, you continue!"

"According to our judgment, it may be formed by weathered dust and buried underground for a long time!" Shier's whole ball was glowing with excitement, "What does this mean? This energy ore crystal fell on the earth with the meteorite, and most of it All exploded, and only the core part was scattered all over the planet, then sank to the ground, and after many years, the crust rose again—judging from the rock crust, it may have been 650 million years... What happened on the earth at that time?"

Wen Luan: ...

Damn it, based on his nightmares of watching small town movies and human favorite horror movies, he really knows! !Dinosaurs became extinct... It is said that a huge meteorite fell to the earth, but many people think it is absurd why a meteorite can destroy the world.

OTZ Wen Luan felt that he must have misremembered, thinking too much.

It must be just an ordinary meteorite. People in Mesopotamia found this gleaming meteorite when they were digging stones to build the idol. They immediately thought it was a miracle and brought it back to worship with the idol.

At this moment, Wen Luan's thoughts coincided with Seier's:

"There may be energy ore crystals in the place where the stones were dug out!"

Seeing that Xier, who was shining all over, was about to fly away again, Wen Luan hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, Xier, we are surrounded!"

A group of people surrounded the temple gate, all yelling about something.

Priests and people other than the royal family were not allowed to enter the temples and temples, let alone slaves. They were not even allowed to come to the main city.

Of course Wen Luan would not be afraid of people from thousands of years ago, but he has one most urgent problem to solve!

Replenish Syer's energy as soon as possible!The more the merrier, and some stockpiling would be great!Only in this way can Xier leave the earth for interstellar voyages, because there are more energy mines only in space, and Xier cannot find metal ore sources to make alloys, and finding energy is still no problem. This is the basic procedure of the Raymond Gayton mecha. Skill.

"Do you know where they dug the stones from? Looking for them while sailing, the loss is too great!" Wen Luan said, "Stop, don't do anything, just shine light!"

Lighting is always less energy intensive than flying.

"Oh!"

It's easy to understand, it once performed a miracle according to a drama when it picked up the octopus pirate Caesar and Prince Settra on a wild planet, and it performed without any pressure.

The strong white light illuminates every corner of the temple.

"Is the brightness enough? Do you want to increase it?" Xier asked.

"That's all right..."

The effect is so powerful that it blinds people's eyes!How will the subsequent drama be staged?

As expected, the voices outside stopped for a while, and then there was a more intense dispute. Wen Luan left Seier and floated to the door to watch coldly. The crowd was divided into three groups, and the one with the largest number was at a loss, watching the other two blushing. Thick neck.

For things like miracles, unless they are fanatics like the Holy Glory Empire, in any era on earth, the ruling class will try their best to turn miracles into a bargaining chip in their favor because of different interests.

Some people praised this as a miracle, and his political opponents would certainly not agree with this statement.

Not long after, a group of priests wearing linen robes and polished obsidian and gold jewelry surrounded a wrinkled old man.

The nobles who were quarreling bowed and saluted one after another, and the lesser ones knelt on both sides of the colonnade. Only then did Wen Luan realize that the scale of this temple is very large. Standing on a high place, one can clearly see the stepped subordinate gods below The temple building, under the sunlight, reveals a colorful enamel luster.

If a country can be called an ancient civilization, then it must not be an adobe wall like a barbaric race. It has a complete belief, a national system, a stable economic form, and even a school.

Wen Luan was not in the mood to visit the city of Babylon, and the thought that flashed through his mind was just that luckily the dream created by the succubi on the Deep Blue Star was Europe in the 18th century, and there was no ancient civilization for him to experience—this kind of thing really found out But, the dream of the Inca gold treasure.

"Owner?"

Xier noticed that Wen Luan had drifted in again, and immediately said, "I forgot to remind you, the language is poor."

Wen Luan replied simply: "No need!"

The people outside the temple respectfully moved out of the way, and the old man in the center stared at the metal ball of Sil with doubtful eyes.

"It's now!" Wen Luan ordered, "Aim at this statue and cause a shattering effect!"

"Lasers? Energy cannons? Particle beams?"

Wen Luan blushed: "The least powerful!"

"learn!"

Xier's aiming light spot melted into the white light that filled the temple, and the moment the high priest stepped into the temple, the entire three-meter-high stone statue disintegrated silently and turned into a puddle of powder.

"Cough cough!"

Such a large amount of stone dust choked and coughed people who were caught off guard, their eyes were fascinated, and they burst into tears physiologically.

Ancient civilizations' belief in gods is more like fear of the unknown.

The scene in front of them is far beyond the limit of human imagination. Human beings don't feel that light is harmful, so Shier acts as a light and they argue as usual, but the idol turns into powder for no reason, which brings fear.

God is furious!

There was a thud, the priests and the nobles knelt down in fear, their heads lowered to the ground.

"Okay, Seir! Let's leave!"

"what?"

Confused, Xier still flew out of the temple with a whoosh, brushing over the heads of the crowd, and gradually restrained the emitted light under the watchful eyes of everyone.

When it rose to a certain height, although it was still in the sky, because it was silvery white and the afternoon sun was particularly good, the people who looked up in shock could no longer catch the trace of Xier with their vision.

"The show is over?"

What's with this regrettable tone?

While slandering her, Wen Luan replied helplessly: "If it wasn't for nothing, who likes to play tricks?"

"Yeah, I like it!" Shier said cheerfully.

"..."

Wen Luan decided to make it clear to avoid Seer's role-playing addiction: "No matter how they speculate about the smashed statue, they will definitely go to the original place to dig stones to make the statue again."

"And what if they give up that pile of ashes?"

"It doesn't matter, there must be someone who suspects that the statue has been tampered with, and came to the temple to get a handful, and then went to investigate and compare it!" Wen Luan said casually, "Although staying in the temple will help us more, but don't listen to it?" Knowing the language, it is better to make the 'miracle' mysterious."

"Master, you are so wise! You are worthy of being my manipulator with a high IQ!" Shier added to the startup diary, the mystery helps to increase the majesty of God, and the note is only for role-playing.

"..."

In fact, Wen Luan didn't say the most important reason.

He's so hungry, he's dying! !

The statue is gone, there will definitely be a large number of noble priests having nightmares tonight!

"Master, what should we do after replenishing the energy?" Syer aimed the detector at the sky, which could clearly illuminate the burning star sphere.

"After eating—" he slipped.

Wen Luan continued as if nothing had happened: "Let's go find the Dark Council! Didn't the Great Elder say that he has led the Dark Council for more than 3000 years? It is said that vampires are the descendants of Cain, and that undead creatures can be pushed to Genesis. It's so cute, you can still find them in BC!"

"That's right." Syer agreed.

Wen Luan continued: "I think the key named Raymond Gayton is the key."

"It makes sense! The Great Elder summoned the demon god of hell, but threw everyone into the Moby Dick galaxy. Maybe it's a high-level triggered wormhole!" Xier replied excitedly.

Wormhole or something, this brain hole is too big!

Wen Luan suddenly had an unstoppable weird idea—the Raymond Gayton mecha was cracked by the Deep Blue Star Research Institute with high technology, and the hexagram magic circle was decomposed into the mecha energy structure and intelligent program code model. Who can guarantee that? The real key to the gates of hell, isn't it a product of science?

"Sure enough, I'm still too hungry, all kinds of hallucinations." Wen Luan said to himself, staring at the rushing Euphrates River distractedly, thinking of someone in the Storm Star Field of the Beluga Galaxy.

"Counting the time, the Holy Glory Empire should launch an all-out attack!"

"We are N light-years away from the Beluga Galaxy. That is to say, we can travel 5000 years at the speed of light, but we will not be able to reach the deep blue star of the Beluga Galaxy. There is no coordinate for jumping through space. According to the lost population registration data, the first stage is to leave The Milky Way, the second stage reaches beyond the limit of human astronomical observation in the 21st century on earth, and it is possible to find the Red Tarantula Nebula... Yes, it is more conspicuous in the universe."

Xier said seriously: "This is really a long journey of stars and oceans!"

"..."

"Assuming the direction is correct, assuming the energy is sufficient, and using space jumps throughout, I don't know if 5000 years is enough for us to find the deep blue star—Master, what I mean is that you and Cyrus are separated by a long time and space, If you stand here, maybe the Deep Blue Kingdom has not yet been established, or it may have perished long ago. The same is true for the Holy Glory Empire."

Wen Luan, who rarely showed sentimental emotions, was so disturbed that he couldn't laugh or cry: "Get out! The worst thing is not the time of thousands of years, nor the distance of N light years, but the fragments of this world. I don't know how it will develop in the future. The eternal parallel world is the most unsolvable separation!"

Xier grunted: "Master, why don't you go find... hmm? Nightmare?"

This is what the tapir dormant in Wen Luan's deep consciousness wanted to ask. It thought that Wen Luan would be eager to find his old enemy, so that he could at least have a big meal.

The tapir even planned to seize control, and while the succubi was still weak at this time, he could just gnaw the other party off, and there would be no troubles in the future!

"Looking for the succubus?" Wen Luan asked calmly, "Why are you looking for him? He's not Cyrus."

"Are you afraid?" said the tapir sharply.

"Can fear change the facts?" Wen Luan said angrily, "If not, just save yourself some trouble, I'm busy and don't have time! Or help me be afraid, anyway, I'm you, you are me!"

"you--"

Tapir didn't dare to act rashly, God knows if he fails again this time and is suppressed by Wen Luan, will he have a chance to recover again.

Wen Luan's personality is getting stronger and stronger, but Tapir can't figure out the reason.

"What I know better than the succubi is whether there are... tapirs in this world!"

"Ziz! Program alert, the logic module is in danger—forcibly shutting down."

Wen Luan was shocked, and quickly turned off Shier's thinking program to save the mech from the misfortune of crashing.

"Oh, I'm thinking about how to treat high-end schizophrenia. For example, there is a schizophrenic Mitchell, plus a parallel world Mitchell entity..." Xier said weakly, "It's really too challenging."

"Idiot!" Tapir sneered sarcastically, "If there is another me here, we will not be able to enter this world at all!"

A parallel world without tapirs.

Then the succubus here is not even his old enemy anymore.

Wen Luan thought silently.