This. This is? !
Suleman looked at the scrolls painted with various dyes on the walls on both sides of the corridor, and for a moment, his face was filled with surprise.
On the pale yellow wall, there are groups of humans crawling on the ground. The clothes on them are very strange. It is not the gentleman's attire that is biased towards the Victorian period, but a more exaggerated shape - the upper body is wearing a wavy edge A jacket with a collar, puff sleeves and embroidery patterns, and the lower body is tight trousers that fit close to the torso like socks.
This kind of dress is very similar to the characters in classical poetry, but Suleman is more aware that this is the custom clothing of the second era. It is different from the toga clothing that believes in the giants, but the dependent race given to them by the ancient dragon. The created family costumes are fine, but in the second era, the entire northern cold land belonged to the territory of the giant god kingdom, so how could there be ancient dragon family costumes
The next moment, Suerman faintly guessed the reason. His eyes moved down, and he saw the object of their worship. It was a huge figure shrouded in mist, with golden wheat ears faintly, plump and attractive. The bread trees, and surrounding the huge figure, are milky white rivers of milk, and there are even its believers on the riverside, bending over to drink the river water.
Is this the 'mother of praying for life'
Suleman guessed the true identity represented by the misty figure on the mural, because according to the description of "Ms. Black Butterfly", the divine domain of the Mother of Praying for Life - "Garden of Life" is planted with trees full of bread, flowing There is a long river of white milk and honey, all kinds of plant growth are contrary to normal, full of vitality and strange feeling, everything fits the scene on the mural!
So the "mother of praying for life" that the Qisheng Society believes in is, in essence, perhaps a high-ranking life among ancient dragons. A female dragon? Suleman was a little dumbfounded, and the next moment, he felt that this guess was reasonable.
No wonder, the three major families are collateral descendants of Sith nobles. After the main city of Yatu was destroyed, they chose Gangdian City as their target. The object of their belief, the body of the "Mother of Praying for Life" is an ancient dragon. This is a hostile race that has irreconcilable conflicts with the giants. Whether it is public or private, Praying for Life is the best choice.
Just like in Angry Shark Harbor, when Stuart was still an "ancient nobleman", they treated the secret organization that believed in ancient dragons with the same belief in cutting grass and roots, which is an instinct engraved in their blood.
On the contrary, Suleman's blood concentration is very low, and his appearance is almost pure-blooded human beings. He doesn't have much feeling for the contradictions of these ancient species, and he doesn't want to be involved in the vortex
"It's even possible that the 'Mother of Praying for Life' they believed in died at the end of the Second Era. The loss of their backer is also an important reason." Suleman thought silently.
At this moment, he faintly touched the historical truth hidden in the mist behind Gangdian City.
"It seems that the part that Ms. Hei Die told me about the background of the Praying for Survival Club deliberately concealed the identity of the "Mother of Praying for Survival" is an ancient dragon. This is the completion rate of the plot events, only 89%, and It’s not because of reaching 100%.”
"From this point of view, the foundation of the Prayer for Life Society is also very deep. I am afraid that it was a nail deliberately buried in the cold northern soil by the ancient dragons back then. It is commonly known as 'inner ghost', 'two or five boys'."
"Look at their meeting place, what else is hidden?"
Suleman withdrew his gaze and continued to advance in the corridor. The entire hidden stronghold was very quiet, as if there was no one there. In fact, Suleman did not see a single figure during the process of sneaking in quietly.
After all, it seems that the entire Qishenghui has been destroyed by him, and there may not be many survivors left. In addition, during the ambush battle of the "Golden Song" party, the gray-robed man also set up a high-yield explosive trap, which not only traps the joint team of the ancient nobles, but also traps the several members who trusted him, He also fell into the big bang, just to escape by feigning his own death. He is indeed a ruthless person.
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After experiencing such a tragic loss, it seems reasonable that there is no one at the Qisheng meeting place. Suleman thought silently. At this time, he had already walked through the long corridor and stepped into the most central meeting place. hall.
The scene in front of him was a meeting space with a huge round table. The round table was brownish red, which reminded Suleman of the "round table conference" in the earth allusion in his previous life.
However, compared with the orthodox round table, this table still has some differences. For example, there is a seat that looks very high, which does not meet the meaning of equality. It should be the position of President Qi Sheng.
This is the place where they meet. Sure enough, compared to the underground hall full of crude and simple things in the 'Golden Song', this place is more hidden and safer. It is able to operate under the eyes of the ancient nobles. This meeting place has contributed a lot .
But they never imagined that there would be an outsider who could follow the clues of the dream and the identity badge of President Qisheng, and finally found this meeting place. Suleman even suspected that he was the first to step into Qisheng. outsider at the party.
“Nice ambiance, but no one”
Suleman commented to himself, without any awareness that he had caused all this. With the idea of observing the details, Suleman took the seat of President Qisheng. At this time, there was heat from his waist , as if reminding something.
Hey. Suleman looked down and found that it was the identity badge of President Qi Sheng, with a faint concentration of fluorescence on it. Even without "dark vision", normal people can detect the abnormality on the badge. This... this seems to have touched a certain an institution
Could it be
Suleman's heart moved, and he immediately used his dark vision to carefully examine the entire gathering hall. Soon, he found a subtle depression in the shadow surface at the bottom of the 'round table'.
If it wasn't for the person who was familiar with the scene and knew the depression, under normal circumstances, even if there were Qisheng members sitting in a meeting, they would definitely not be able to find this mechanism in the semi-darkness illuminated only by lanterns.
But Suleman is different from them.
In the dark, his eyesight was equal to that of the day, and the depression was extremely conspicuous, and he caught it right away.
Suleman observed it for a few seconds, and suddenly found that the size of the depression seemed to fit the badge of President Qisheng!
Is that the escape route arranged by President Qi Sheng? When the prayer party is facing danger and may be wiped out, open the secret path and escape from this place? No, another possibility is his private vault. I hope it's the latter! While thinking about it, Suleman took out the president's badge and lightly buckled it on the depression.
Snapped! The moment the silver badge was tightly bitten together, a mysterious blue circle appeared on the ground around the table. They contained complicated and retro knowledge. Feel dizzy.
This is something that ordinary people should not touch. The more you know, the closer you are to danger.
Suleman has stepped into the second level and has a strong spirituality, so he is naturally not afraid of these influences. However, he has recognized the Youlan Magic Circle and the career path to create it: "Arcane knowledge. The masterpiece of the sorcerer?"
Before he could observe carefully, the entire Youlan magic circle suddenly brightened, and the light covered his figure.
After a few breaths, when Youlan receded.
Suleman found himself in a clean, but small room. There were no common gas lamps and corresponding brass pipes on the walls. On the contrary, there was a strange plant hanging on it, emitting a green light in the dark. fluorescence.
Nightingale grass? Suleman frowned slightly. The growing environment of this plant is very harsh and requires long-term care. Whether it is the private treasury of President Qisheng or the hidden passage for escape, it is not suitable for the life of 'Nightingale Grass' condition.
Confused, Suleman glanced at the room, only to find that there was a small table and a few chairs in this place, and there were decorative plant vines or animal taxidermy on the walls, and it looked like a resting place. room.
- A lounge for receiving guests.
"What the hell is this place?" Suleman was suspicious, and cautiously came to the only exit of the room, which was the brass door with blue vines hanging on it. He held the handle and gently pushed the door open.
Ka Ka Ka.
Outside the door is the same silent corridor. Surprisingly, this corridor is very wide, and above it is a dome seven or eight meters away, but it is not a common brick wall painted ceiling, but a rare rock material, like an underground Like a palace.
Surrounded by pure white stone pillars entwined with strange vines, supporting the rock dome above, the small room where Suleman lived was actually embedded in the rock wall. If it is said that his room only has a little Natural breath.
When he came to the outside world, the environment of the whole place seemed to remind Suleman of the adventurous days when he stepped into the 'Field of Panknot Trees' in his previous life. What area is this
Just when Suleman was about to leave the room to find out what happened, suddenly, his sight caught the end of the corridor, where there was a faint yellow light from a horse lantern.
Suddenly, Suleman's heart tightened, and he closed the door with his backhand.
at the same time,
At the end of the corridor, when the dim light gradually enlarged, two figures in cloaks, holding a lantern together, headed for their target point step by step. The sound of communication also echoed in the silent corridor.
Suleman clasped the door tightly, but he didn't close it completely, only leaving a small gap.
It would not be noticed by the other party, and the sound would not be blocked by the copper door. The next moment, he heard the communication between the two—
"Recently, Master 'Messenger' has been very strict with us. Obviously there will be no outsiders in this place, and we have to inspect it several times every day. Isn't this a waste of time?"
His voice was a bit green, and he seemed to be a young man, probably about the same age as Suleman.
"Don't speak ill of Master 'Messenger'!"
A slightly vicissitudes, aged old man's voice was admonishing him, but the next moment, the former lowered his voice and whispered softly: "After all, the 'Lonely Cold Wave' is tonight, the 'Messenger' is very Shangxin, it is normal for us to strengthen our vigilance, there is an old saying that 'to accomplish a great event, you must prepare a good weapon'."
"Our vigilance is the best weapon."
That somewhat immature voice couldn't help agreeing: "Yes, we have been preparing for the 'Lonely Cold Wave' for so long, and everything is tonight. However, Mr. 'Messenger' is too cautious, how can there be outsiders in this place, besides Now, there are layers of security outside, even the secret place itself, in places that normal people would never think of."
"really."
The old man with a vicissitudes of life nodded in agreement. The two had already passed the brass door, but no one took a look at it, as if the place would not be easily used under normal circumstances.
But what they didn't realize was that at the moment the two of them passed by, there was a shadow shaking at the brass door, and the next second, the short young man in the cloak suddenly trembled, as if being pulled by something.
But when he wanted to speak, he found that his mouth was also sewn with silk thread, which abruptly stopped him from speaking.
call out!
The young man in the cloak was pulled back, and the brass door opened, completely engulfing him.
Everything happened quietly.
If there is a third party watching, this is definitely a classic scene in a horror movie.
The white-haired old man who was close at hand didn't notice it. He held up the lantern and continued to move forward. After a while, he asked the young people beside him: "Adela, you said our operation will be successful. Huh? "
He realized that there was no one around him, and turned his head to look, only to find that the familiar 'young man' was standing blankly in front of the brass room door, with his head down and his face invisible, as if he had fallen into a daze.
"Adela?"
The white-haired old man looked suspicious. At this time, 'Adela' slowly raised his head in his sight, revealing his familiar face, with a nervous expression on it, like an employee who was caught deserting.
"I was thinking about the copper door just now, and I was a little lost!"
'Adela' held up the lantern, and hurriedly followed. I don't know if it was an illusion. The white-haired old man always felt that the other person's figure seemed to be a little slimmer, and it was much more symmetrical than his impression. However, the white-haired old man didn't think much about it. , reprimanded in a low voice:
"That's a secret room that we are forbidden to approach, don't worry about it"
"This is an order issued by Lord 'Messenger' himself. Have you forgotten it? Don't make an example!"
After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man continued to hold the lantern and walked forward step by step—
"Don't waste time, we have to inspect other places!"
"Don't forget, tonight is a critical period for the coming of the 'Lonely Cold Wave'"
Accompanied by the voice of the white-haired old man, 'Adela''s eyes moved slightly, and the next moment, his left hand drooped silently, touching the silver-gray charm in his bosom, ensuring that he could escape safely at any time with the help of the 'virtual world' in the case of.
Holding the lantern in the other right hand, 'Adela' continued to follow after imitating the appearance of the white-haired old man.
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