The sun is high - #447 - Chapter 446 [Text]

The simple vehicle that was traveling slowly stopped. Xiuge jumped out of the vehicle and looked at the heavy machinery that was scrapped in front of the metal gate.

Through the traces on the scene and the wreckage, Xiuge can easily draw a conclusion – the attackers who came here obviously didn’t care much about these exquisite magic crafts and high-end heavy industry skills. of precious wisdom.

This may be because the positions of the offensive and defensive sides are different, or it may be because the attackers actually do not need these assistance at all.

Judging from the final result, those attackers undoubtedly possessed extremely terrifying and deadly power, which allowed them to directly penetrate the thick armor of these huge war machines in a frontal confrontation, and further destroy those engraved inside the armor. Magic circuit.

As for the pilots of these war machines, they all met extremely tragic endings without exception.

Along the way, Shuge has seen many examples.

Faced with the terrifying power possessed by the attackers, it was impossible for the pilots who died in battle to leave their corpses behind. The moment their vehicles were completely destroyed and penetrated by the opponent’s power, their bodies had been completely destroyed. The ground melted, decomposed, and then merged with the twisted metal next to it.

In a way, these silent metals are actually their coffins.

“So, what exactly are they protecting?”

With this question in mind, Xiuge slowly came to the closed metal door.

Just like other things and structures he had seen in the ruins before, the thick door in front of him displayed a terrifying technology and industrial level that was completely beyond Shuge’s knowledge.

Its surface is extremely smooth and cold, and at first glance, it looks like a giant mirror.

And when Xiuge probed his perception to the existence in front of him, he was surprised to find that the terrible scars left by the attackers actually only damaged the surface of the door. Inside the door, the scars still remained. With a complete and stable set of magic circuits, Xiuge can even feel that the magic power is slowly operating according to specific rules in these circuits.

Xiuge tried to focus on these slowly flowing magic powers to see where they would lead. Soon he was surprised to discover the magic circuits inside this door, and the magic circuits flowing in these circuits. The invisible power seemed to be a whole with the room behind the door. The emergence, disappearance and regeneration of those magical powers made Xiuge quickly think of the circulation of water.

“The door, and the secrets behind it, still seem to be working.”

After all, Azifu was old. He hurried over from behind slowly, leaning on a cane and hunched over, looking like an old man walking around: “I have thought about many ways to open it before, but I couldn’t find any at all. Without a suitable entry point…these materials and the rituals inside are too strong. Anyway, I can’t think of the possibility of any external force destroying them.”

He raised his crutch and knocked twice on the door: “I think when they built this door, they must have imagined the final bad situation, so this door and the room behind it The role should not only be isolation and protection, but also bear the responsibility of supporting the operation of certain rituals.”

“Well, that’s true. I can feel the connection between them… solid and tight.”

Xiuge took two steps back slightly and frowned: “This kind of thing, even if it is directly moved to Merlin Lehe today, is probably enough for the scholars in the Law Committee to study it for decades or hundreds of years. If they want to rely on it, I’m afraid traditional methods of opening it won’t work.”

He turned his head and looked at the old rat man next to him: “You have been here many times. Have you found any other clues before… I mean, text, numbers or some records, etc., according to the Logically speaking, in such an important and complex place, things like writing should be very common, but until now, I haven’t seen anything.”

“Um……”

Azifu sighed heavily, and then he shook his head: “This problem has actually been bothering me. Ever since I started exploring here, I haven’t been able to find any valuable records, even the most basic No remnants of numbers, logos or even text could be found.”

He put his hands behind his back and said with a sad face: “This place is really too clean. Even some places where written records should have appeared are now blank, or have been completely destroyed… I I suspect that after the attackers found that they could not break through this door, they completely ‘cleaned’ the place.”

“Can I understand that the planner of this attack, or the Dark Abyss Palace itself, actually has no way to completely destroy this place, but at the same time it is worried that latecomers will discover some secrets from here, so it Did you take such a step?”

“maybe.”

Azifu was not so sure about this. He said: “Their purges here are very obvious, but the specific purpose is unclear. The Dark Abyss Palace is too chaotic and disorderly. We cannot use common sense and logic to clean it up.” To speculate and infer.”

Xiuge looked around, his brows knitting into knots: “Are there really no traces left?”

“If you want to talk about residuals, I’m afraid there are still some.”

Azifu raised his crutch and pointed at the upper part of the gate: “With concentrated perception, you can find some faint traces on the top of the gate, which may be the remains of words or some pictures, but They have also been severely damaged, and their reference value may be very limited.”

After hearing this, Shuge quickly controlled his lighting trick light ball to float towards the area pointed by Azifu. However, as Azifu said, there is no way to detect this gate with the naked eye alone. No clues were found, so Xiuge immediately took new measures. The thick mist of the dark abyss poured into his eyes in an instant. In addition, the psychedelic colors belonging to the roots of fate were also surging. The mist danced.

With the help of a variety of forces, some traces that were so slight that they were almost negligible finally emerged with difficulty, and Xiuge, who had made progress, was refreshed. His will began to affect his own spiritual ocean, and also made his own strength The huge metal disc of the carrier began to operate, and the dormant root population of destiny also began to become active.

Faced with the “death order” issued by Shuge and the nearly infinite supply of magic power, the special power given to Shuge by the roots of fate began to come into play. Since the destruction of Salem City, the strange things that Shuge had been deliberately avoiding The vision fell into his eyes again.

But this time, what he glimpsed was not the future of this place.

In the dark abyss, a twisted world where there is no clear time scale, it is unrealistic to pry into the direction of destiny. However, in this strange ruins everywhere, in this closed environment that is completely different from the outside world, those remnants The tiny fragments in the darkness were finally successfully found.

The roots made a harsh sound.

At this time, they have tried their best. Even with the support of Shuge’s magical power, they cannot completely piece together all the fragments. And just the process of collecting and presenting them has already made the Roots of Destiny feel… Extremely painful.

In this way, fragmentary psychedelic colors attached to everything in front of him, and scenes belonging to certain moments in the distant past gradually emerged before Xiuge’s eyes.

Those subtle lines, those tiny marks that had been erased by the attackers and saboteurs in every possible way, finally became clear.

Although they only lasted for a short moment, Xiuge still managed to clearly carve those words into his head.

However, when he came back to his senses and wanted to examine these words, his brain fell into a brief blank.

“Master! Master!!”

A few seconds later, the painful cries from the roots of destiny finally awoke Shuge from his daze. Only then did Shuge realize that the roots were already on the verge of reaching their limit.

Even the very wise Destiny Roots themselves are confused by this.

It is obvious that their tribe has always liked to eat despair as a delicacy in the past. It is obvious that the tiny fragments scattered in this closed space contain an extremely tempting atmosphere, but this time, these rare “delicious foods” are given to them instead. Went to extremely exaggerated torture.

It seems that their thinking and understanding abilities alone are not enough to digest these “nutrients”. Instead, they will feel extreme pain as a result.

So Shuge immediately stopped mobilizing the roots. The phantom color in his eyes quickly retreated, and the roots trembled and sank into their own habitats. However, Shuge’s spiritual world was still turbulent. , the metal disc rotates endlessly, just like his racing heartbeat.

Azifu, who was on the side, noticed something. He walked forward worriedly and took a serious look at Xiuge’s eyes and face. After Xiuge recovered a little, he asked: “It seems that you have something.” What you found? Are you in good condition? Do you need to take a rest? “

“No need.”

Xiuge’s expression was still subtle. He dispersed the fog in his eyes and looked at the bare door again. The words he had just written down were echoing in his head.

Those words that he was familiar with couldn’t be more familiar.

Those words should originally belong to another world.

Those words used to represent the cultures of different ethnic groups, countries and regions.

At this moment, he felt as if his head had been hit hard by a giant hammer. The clear logic and all the original conjectures were crushed into meaningless powder under the sudden weight, and these residues and the crushed powder were mixed with each other in the ensuing vibration.

“…”

Xiuge took two steps to the side, and then slowly sat down next to a scrapped war machine, leaning on its nearly broken metal limbs.

However, the cold touch from behind did not calm him down. Instead, it made those erased words clearer.

Xiuge opened his mouth slightly and silently read out the familiar language that should have left him.

“The last line of defense, the shining future! We will always move forward!”

In the fragmentary picture he glimpsed, this sentence was engraved on this heavy door in completely different languages, from right to left, from bottom to top, densely packed.

They were so real and concrete, forming the sharpest contrast with the bare and scarred door in front of Xiuge now.

“Looks like you need a moment? That’s okay, that stuff isn’t worth much here.”

As an old man, Azifu was still very wise and considerate. He smiled at Shuge, and then pointed at the door: “I’d better go over and study it again, and I’ll say anything else when I get over it.”

With that said, the rat man rushed to the gate and began to sense the magic power of the gate itself like he did before Xiuge.

Xiuge continued to sit where he was. He really needed a lot of time to process his emotional state and the chaotic messages in his mind.

At this time, if he could talk to someone, he would definitely feel better.

However, looking around, there was no suitable target at all.

Not even in his spiritual world.

The Roots of Destiny were almost turned into a group of mentally retarded people. The messenger in the mirror was connected to his mind and was paralyzed in his study room pretending to be dead. The Ernst family could not provide any effective advice. The only one who had The guy who might have given a clear answer has never spoken to him since Shuge entered this place.

Based on his current findings, Shuge reasonably believed that Theseus was most likely pretending to be dead.

However, now, no matter how much he asked, shouted or even cursed in his heart, he did not respond at all. Even his sense of existence had been deliberately reduced to a minimum by himself.

On a certain level, practicing cultivation at this time can be described as unprecedented “freedom”.

However, he only wants an answer now, even if it is just a temporarily made-up answer that is slightly convincing.

“Dark Abyss…the past civilization of Dark Abyss…the buildings left in the wasteland that cannot be destroyed…”

“The light that never goes out…the familiar words…the advanced technology and craftsmanship…”

A large number of concepts that seemed to be connected to each other but lacked key factors kept flashing before Xiuge’s eyes. This made Xiuge feel the horror of the word “truth” for the first time.

But now, he seems to have stood in front of the “truth”, and the answer he needs should be behind that barrier.