When the city of Osgilia, the imperial capital of the Byzantine Empire, was built hundreds of years ago, this giant city, which took most of the Byzantine Empire's national strength and was finally built after several generations of emperors, immediately became the largest human being in the world. city of.
Of course, if you consider the racial characteristics that the dwarves like to drill holes and the elves like to live according to trees, then it can even be said that Osgilia is the largest city in the world.
What? Giants? Goblin tribe? What do those savage things know!
You know, the will of a huge empire is enough to move mountains and reclaim seas. The Byzantine Empire, with a population of tens of millions and a vast land, built their greatest pride. This heroic city is called "the first heroic city" by them. Almost everyone in the world has no objection. Whether it is a wealthy Lantis or a proud Odin, they have to admit that it is similar to the imperial capital of the Byzantine Empire. Compared, their own country is really like a village in the countryside.
The Byzantines built a peninsula into a giant city, and dug a wide river on the side connecting the peninsula to the mainland. The huge city walls of Osgilia seem to be a miracle created by the gods in the age of mythology.
Almost everyone who comes to Osgilia for the first time will be stunned by this magnificent and huge miracle in front of them, and then can't help but have the urge to crawl to the ground...
Of course, it's just...
almost!
Because, in this world, there is another place, a city.
If you ran to ask anyone in this city and told them about "Osgilia, the first hero city", then you would definitely be despised to death by the other party! You don't even get an answer, you just get a scornful stare, and at most, "Bah".
The first heroic city in the mainland? Osgilia
Pooh! What do those leopard upstarts know!
Anyone in this city has absolutely every reason to maintain their pride, just because their home, the city they are in, is... the Holy City!
Holy city? Babylon!
Whether it is Landis on the mainland or at sea, there are various legends about the city of Babylon, but very few people have the opportunity to come to this holy city.
From time immemorial, the city of Babylon has isolated itself from the world in a special way. All the miracles, all the miracles, and all the wealth here have only turned into legends one after another on the continent.
Four hundred years ago, Leonardo da Vinci, one of the greatest painters of the Byzantine Empire, had the honor to set foot in Babylon. The greatest painter ever of the Byzantine Empire, he has numerous honorable titles and a splendid résumé. He once made gorgeous strokes of ancient and modern times for the Hagia Sophie in the imperial capital. He once traveled to the Odin Empire and painted the emperor's palace and city, which is said to be blessed by the god Odin, into a huge picture scroll. It took him a year to make a masterpiece called "The Glory of Osgilia". The 140-meter-long picture scrolls the majesty of Osgilia on the paper. !
However, when the legendary painter finally got a chance in his later years, along with an ancient business group, he came to St. Babylon City, trying to fulfill his lifelong wish to incorporate this legendary holy city into his own painting...
Legend has it that Leonardo sat outside the city of Babylon for two days and two nights. In the end, he silently broke his paintbrush and left sadly.
Before leaving, he left this sentence:
"No one can draw this miracle, no one! Because this shouldn't be a miracle belonging to the world at all!"
The words of the master spread out, although it is surprising, there are still countless painters trying to draw the appearance of Babylon on paper and spread it out, so the continent is full of various pictures, and each one draws a picture. The painters of Babylon all claimed to have painted the greatness of Babylon.
However, only those who have really come to Babylon City will immediately make a judgment without hesitation after seeing those pictures: any picture scrolls handed down from time to time have not been able to describe the greatness of this legendary holy city at all. One tenth, no, one percent!
Of course, after the countless legends circulating in the world gathered together, they finally revealed a little bit of the face of this legendary city.
One of the most frequently mentioned phrases is:
There, there is a mountain...
Going northeast along the chaotic territory, walking through the vast and almost endless forest sea, among those ancient forest seas that have existed for thousands of years, there is a high mountain after thousands of miles.
Legend has it that the area of this high mountain is not large. Everyone who has seen it will say that it seems that the ancient gods directly inserted its long sword into the ground!
The vast forest seas are separated like a miracle here, revealing a plain that is only dozens of square kilometers. However, this mountain stands here like this, with white clouds lingering on the top of the mountain, vaguely as if you can see a resplendent palace. there.
As for the holy city... it's here too.
It is not at the bottom of the mountain, it is not on the side of the mountain, and it is not on the top of the mountain.
It is this mountain!
The holy city is this mountain. This mountain is the holy city.
No one knows how the city was built.
The whole city has been perfectly integrated with this mountain. The towering peaks start from the foot of the mountain, as if the gods used huge divine power to shovel the peaks into layers, just like layers of huge steps, and they seem to be those layers of terraced fields that can be seen in the countryside.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are 109 floors. There are various beautiful buildings on each floor, including tall statues, palace-like houses, church-like buildings, and roads that seem to be built in the sky—those roads are just Suspended on the mountain like this, it is like countless spiritual snakes entrenched in bamboo knots.
A mass of waterfalls on the top of the mountain fell from the sky and fell on the mountain, as if it turned into a light mist, shrouding the mountain city in it. When the sun is shining, it is like a golden curtain.
Countless exotic flowers and plants adorn it, and even the elves known as the children of nature will be amazed and dazzled when they see it.
However, all of this is so neat, the whole mountain city, from a distance, looks like a huge pyramid with a standard to the extreme! Layer by layer, the buildings on each floor are integrated.
Unlike Osgilia, Babylon had no walls and no so-called fortifications.
However, just below the mountain, around the peak, there are six high white pagodas dotted like a hexagram. The distance between each white pagoda seems to be as accurate as measured with a ruler, forming a standard six-pointed star, guarding the mountain city within it.
There are no military fortifications at the foot of the mountain. Anyone who wants to enter the city can walk directly up the mountain city from a wide and staggering giant road under a white pagoda in any direction.
However, everyone who passes by the White Pagoda can clearly see the words engraved on the White Pagoda that have not changed in thousands of years!
"Under your feet, is the land of the emperor!"
…
Such a city will only allow outsiders to enter in the first month of spring every year.
At this time of the year, several large and ancient business groups from all over the world can bring their caravans to the city full of scarce goods from various continents and earn the coveted wealth.
Only at this time, will this legendary city bring a touch of human noise.
After all, people in the holy city also have to eat, drink, and dress.
Although with the pride and restraint of the Holy City, and even this pride in the bones, the people here have a condescending attitude towards all the foreign caravans. However, the various precious goods on the continent brought by the foreign caravans were still welcomed by most of the people in the holy city.
Entering the city of Babylon does not require any credentials - as long as you have the ability to pass through the vast forests, and travel safely among the territories of the elves and giants living in the chaotic land, you are enough to be eligible to enter Babylon.
There are also no soldiers guarding the city. Only at the intersection of each road leading to the mountain, there will be a building, and the elders who control Babylon will set up a post station here, and there will be people from the holy city here to receive foreigners of various races who come here.
Whether you are human or elf, you can get free reception, food, lodging and everything you need.
Before the sun goes down every day, you can walk up the mountain at will, and travel through the city, from the first floor to the 108th floor.
Only the highest floor, the one hundred and ninth floor, is the forbidden area, which is the home of the legendary city lord.
This is a city of abundance.
Everyone in Babylon has a calm and indifferent expression on their faces - as a legendary place outside the secular world, everything that happens in the world seems to have nothing to do with it. Whether it is the rise and fall of dynasties, or the powerhouses in the secular world, the people of the Holy City seem to be sitting on the clouds, watching the ebb and flow of the world.
Wealth and comfort are written on everyone's face. There is no poverty here, and every Babylonian who walks the streets wears beautiful high-grade silks that only nobles could wear even in the Byzantine Empire.
In the secular world, even noble families use jewels as heirlooms. Here, you can see them on the necks of children who are running on the streets.
There are also shops here, the kind of pure dwarf craftsmanship that can cause powerful warriors to fight for a duel when they fall into the world. They are randomly hung in the corners of the shops - they are even just being Sold as handicrafts.
There seems to be no worldly evil such as stealing here, because every outsider who comes here, even the wealthy business leaders, will instantly feel as if they are wearing the clothes of the Babylonians walking on the street. a poor beggar.
The locals seem to have no desires anymore. They have huge houses, even if they are poor, the houses they live in are like the mansions enjoyed by the secular aristocrats.
There is something very special here.
The holy city of Babylon never seems to have had bad weather.
Neither the torrential rains in summer nor the blizzards in winter have ever existed in Babylon.
The city is as beautiful as spring all year round. Even if the temperature changes with the seasons, it has never fallen even the slightest rain or snow.
"Because the holy city and the gods have an agreement, the people of the holy city will be loyal to the descendants of the emperor from generation to generation. In exchange, the gods make the city never suffer from rain and snow." - local people are all so declared.
…
When Xia Ya and his party walked out of the forest on horseback, they could take the entire mountain city into their eyes.
Following the road paved like white jade slabs to the bottom of a white pagoda outside the holy city, Xiaya stopped his horse and looked up at the huge words on the white pagoda.
"The Land of the Emperor... Interesting."
Turtle muttered to himself.
Hasting, who was beside him, suddenly turned over and got off his horse, walked to the White Tower, and reached out to stroke the wall. After a long time, he slowly let out a breath.
"What a powerful force."
Hasting then said in an understatement: "There are six white towers here?"
"Yes, six directions, one in each direction, a hexagram."
It was the timid and cunning guide who answered with an amusing name: "Full of Tea". According to him, it was because his father once planted a yard full of camellias in the family garden.
"Well, it really is the guardian magic circle of the hexagram." Hastings sighed: "It's not complicated magic circle, very simple magic, but it is very powerful..."
He glanced at Xia Ya, who had doubts in his eyes, and smiled bitterly: "You should really improve your common sense. Although you are a martial artist, it is best to have some dabbling in magic, doesn't your adoptive mother have any? teach you this?"
He pointed to the tall white tower beside him: "This is actually a very simple six-pointed star guarding the magic circle, and each white pagoda is the eye of a magic circle. It's not complicated to say, a middle-level magician can Such a magic circle can be skillfully arranged. But the strength of this magic circle is that the magic power it contains is so terrifying. I just tested it lightly, and the magic induction fluctuates here, even I can't help but shudder! Terrible magic power!"
"So powerful?" Xia Ya frowned.
"To set up such a powerful magic circle, I don't know how many magic crystals it needs to consume - once a magic circle of this level is activated, even a giant dragon can easily be smashed into powder!" Hastings closed his eyes and thought. After a while, he shook his head and said: "No, it is definitely not driven by magic crystals. The magic power contained in magic crystals is very limited. I am afraid that even a mountain of magic crystals cannot supply such a powerful magic circle, it must be something else. What more powerful magic storage material."
Xia Ya also got off his horse and walked to Hasting's side. The two stood side by side, overlooking the towering mountain in front of him, the city of miracles...
As if a long, long time passed, both of them opened their mouths at the same time and let out a long breath.
"What were you thinking just now?" Char asked Hastings.
"I'm thinking about how this city was built." Hastings smiled bitterly: "Osgilia is fucking big enough, but at least I can imagine how it was built, the damned one. Although the city wall is huge, it took hundreds of thousands of manpower and the efforts of several generations to make it bit by bit. But this mountain... Heck, look at the buildings on the top of the mountain, the palace, I bet They are bigger than the royal palace in Osgilia and the cathedral of the church. How did those huge materials get to the top of the mountain? I can't imagine any other answer except miracles."
"Perhaps hundreds of strong men started together and carried them one by one." Xia Ya smirked: "You know, strong people are always stronger than ordinary people."
"Bah." Hastings sneered: "If the city of Babylon can have hundreds of strong men working for it to do this kind of hard work, the ancient human empire will not collapse and perish."
Speaking of this, Hasting suddenly asked, "What about you? What were you thinking when you looked at the city just now?"
The Turtle grinned, still smiling as if it was so honest and honest, but what he said was shocking.
"I was thinking just now, if I came with my troops, how would I be able to break through this damn city."
Speaking of which, Xia Ya seemed to be full of interest, so he couldn't help but talk eloquently: "There are no city walls and defenses here, and there are no fortifications on the six roads. Although it seems simple, the people on the mountain are condescending and attacking from the bottom to the top. , it always suffers. There is also the white tower magic circle around here. If even the giant dragon can be easily sniped according to what you said, then hard breaking must be courting death. I think it can be surrounded. It must be on the mountain. Lack of water sources, if such a big city wants to run, water is a necessary resource. Even if there are some mountain springs on the mountain, it is impossible to support the consumption of a city's population. Such a natural source of water. If I lead my troops to attack this city, I will first cut off their water source on the periphery, then trap it for two or three months, and make the people in the city thirsty…”
The turtle seemed to have contracted an occupational disease, and the more he talked, the more excited he became: "Also, although there are six passages to enter the city, but in such a large city, dividing troops to attack the six passages must be courting death. If one party wants to be faster and more convenient, it is better to concentrate all the troops and find a direction to rush forward! Moreover, after breaking through the first floor, it is stupid to blindly attack the mountains. This city is going up layer by layer, I just need to find a way. Hit the first floor in one go, and after occupying the first floor, you can set fire everywhere on the first floor!"
Tu Bie laughed badly and evilly: "Even if there is no wind here, it doesn't matter, the fire will burn upwards! And there is no water on the mountain, as long as I set the fire big enough, once the fire starts to burn, it will automatically spread upwards. ,By the time… "
Hearing Xia Ya's lawless words, Hastings didn't react, but the guide next to him, Mr. Mancha, was so frightened that his face was pale!
What audacity this is! !
It was not the first time for Mancha to come to Babylon. Every person he knew who came here was stunned by the miraculous holy city in front of him, and he felt a strong sense of worship.
But this old man, the first thought when he came here was to think of a way to lead troops to slaughter this holy city? !
Blasphemy! !
"It's best that they haven't done something that irritated me, otherwise, I have to let this fire go!"
The turtle is gnashing its teeth.
…
When they came to the Holy City Station at the foot of the mountain, Xia Ya and his party did not attract much attention.
Every year at this time of the year, there are chambers of commerce from all over the world. Although there are only three people in Xia Ya and his party, it is not uncommon for the proud people of the Holy City.
It's just that the pungent bloody smell on Xiaya's body made the people from the holy city that the inn received a little uncomfortable.
His clothes were dripping with blood! The blood on his face seemed to be intentionally not wiped clean. The only peculiar thing was that Xi Ya wrapped his head with a turban—he didn't forget what Saint Laurent Garros said, his black hair might reveal his own identity!
The people from the holy city who were in charge of the reception just simply registered, and then issued a badge to the three people who could pass into the holy city and left - this is not a hotel, don't expect those proud people from the holy city to provide them with good things. Tea and water service.
There is food and a room for lodging, but you have to do everything yourself.
Coincidentally, other caravans had already arrived at the inn at the foot of the mountain that Xiaya came to.
And more coincidentally, this business group actually came from Odin.
This Odin business group is very large, with more than 200 people. They arrived here a day ago. The arrogant Odin people rudely occupied more than half of the rooms of the inn, if not because of the holy city. It is strictly forbidden for anyone to make trouble here, I am afraid that the Odins will attack the three of Xia, who are in Byzantine costumes.
Even so, after the Holy City people who were in charge of the reception left the inn, the rude and savage Odins in the hall still cast hostile glances at the three of Char Ya.
Those fierce Odins, as if deliberately, showed their tomahawks and swayed back and forth. Some people deliberately and viciously began to sharpen their knives in front of Xia Ya, and even more provocative, deliberately stared at Xia Ya and made a gap. Throat gesture.
These Odins dared to come here through the Chaos Territory. Naturally, there are quite a few guys with good hands. Those majestic figures, strong muscles, and thick calluses on their palms all show their bravery.
But Xia naturally didn't pay attention to these small provocations - Odin, he didn't know how many he had killed.
As for Hasting, although Odin is famous, Hasting has always been in thick armor, and his face is covered with visors. There are not many people who recognize his true face - at least these Odin Chamber of Commerce It is impossible for the samurai to have a chance to recognize the aloof Odin Valkyrie.
The only one who was trembling was Mr. Man Cha. The timid guide didn't dare to leave Xi Ya's side for a moment, and he didn't even dare to go to the toilet alone.
"This month has been a trade fair, but it's not every day, but every three days. I've asked, if the two of you want to do a deal or buy something here, I'm afraid it will take two days. "Mancha flattered and reported the news he had inquired to Xia Ya.
In the evening, another group of people came from the inn, but it was a Lantis merchant group with a size of 100 people. The arrival of these Landis people dispersed the hostility of the Odins - after all, in this war, the Landis first helped Odin, and then changed their camp to join Byzantium. For the Odins, this is no different. So a betrayal.
But these Landis people didn't give a good look to the three of Xi Ya, and Xi Ya didn't have any intention of dealing with them. They just pulled Mancha and asked some things about Babylon City. At dawn, they left alone. After leaving the inn, he went up the mountain and set foot in the city of Babylon.
…
Although Xia was full of disgust towards this so-called "holy city" because of the words of Saint Laurent Garros before, but after entering Babylon, everything she saw still made the turtles have a kind of soil leopard. The shock of the city.
After walking around the city on the first floor for about an hour, he saw several things that were rare on the mainland.
The streets here are flat and wide, and most importantly, clean as if they had been washed with water. There are some taverns on the street. Although Char's entry made the locals a little cold-hearted, after buying a pot of wine, the taste of the entrance still made Char, a senior alcoholic, almost swallow his tongue!
Such a fine wine, you can't even drink it in the Byzantine palace! !
Of course, the price is also amazingly expensive! A small pot of wine made Xia Ya's wallet deflate.
The locals do not use currency at all for transactions here, but consume some so-called "money" in a named way. As for outsiders like Char, they use an expensive substitute - Byzantine coins, and only gold coins are reluctantly collected. Down, things like silver coins directly got the other side's eyes.
And Xiaya found out after inquiring about it that most of the ordinary outsiders use gems as currency to pay.
From ordinary rubies and sapphires, to precious diamonds and superb fire diamonds.
Have pity on our native turtle, as the current number one tyrant of the Byzantine Empire, a great warlord with over 100,000 troops and land in seven counties, he is despised as a poor man here.
A shop passing by, Xi Ya walked in and took a cursory look, and saw several weapons hanging in the corner. The well-crafted samurai swords were obviously made by dwarves' craftsmanship - and they were not ordinary street goods, absolutely It is produced by an excellent master craftsman among the dwarves.
Char took a long sword that he carried with him and tried it out—the sword on his body was also bought from other mercenaries in the caravan, and it was a good weapon.
The result of the test was very simple. The shop's sword cut Char's weapon in two like cutting wood, and the opponent's blade didn't even have a gap the size of a grain of rice.
"Good sword!" Xia Ya sighed. Although he is not short of weapons, his fire fork is almost an artifact, but his companions and friends, if they have such a weapon, can directly increase their strength by a lot.
Unfortunately, after asking the price, Xiaya immediately gave up the idea of buying it.
The price is so expensive that Xia Ya doesn't even have the courage to continue watching - the turtle almost had the idea of being a thief.
"These Babylonians are really not ordinary rich!"
Turtle sighed.
After walking out of the store, Xiaya felt that after standing on the street for so long, cold eyes from all directions came over.
The outsider himself is too conspicuous here.
However, Xia Ya had a plan for a long time. He strolled into a small road, took a long look, and spotted a building in front of him. The upstairs window was open, and Xia Ya easily jumped in. This was obviously a family, and Xiaya took out a common white robe at random.
After changing into a suit of local clothes, after Xia walked on the street again, the treatment she immediately received was different.
The tall Xiaya put on a white robe that is common to Babylonians, while the Turtle who had taken off his turban, revealed his black hair.
All of this made Char, who was walking on the street, to get another kind of treatment.
All the Babylonians who passed by him, without exception, cast respectful glances, and some even bowed to him from a distance.
"Here, black hair seems to be a symbol of dignity." Char Ya recalled the words of Saint Laurent Garros, and decided to stop wasting time and ran quickly from the first floor.
From the urban area on the first floor to the urban area on the 108th floor, Xi Ya saw some subtle differences.
The gap between the rich and the poor in Babylon is so small that you can almost ignore it, but the higher the city, the fewer people you can see on the streets.
And more importantly, the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more black-haired people you seem to see.
There are very few black-haired people here, but every time they meet one, Xiaya can't help but feel a natural sense of intimacy. The appearance and outline of these people are obviously different from those of the Byzantines or the Odins. Appearance close to Char.
And Xia Ya's stature is tall and straight. At first glance, it is obviously a warrior's physique, and it is even more respected by others. Even some people with black hair will bow their heads in a friendly and respectful salute when they see Xia Ya.
Char tried to walk into another shop and was greeted with a warm and surprising reception.
The owner of the shop seemed to be surprised that such a "black-haired noble warrior" could enter his shop, and this surprise became stronger when Char showed interest in the weapons in the shop.
"It's really surprising that a member of a noble samurai group like you is actually interested in the ordinary things I have here?" Just please leave your honorable name, and I will send someone to the samurai group to withdraw the payment."