Power and Empire Chapter 1261: The tragedy of the times

　　" Master Reposti can rest assured that the holy temple is actually safe. "Muyakudil is really blind to see by the side, and he cautiously interjected and said, "The Prophet Ferran is a great person who respects life, how could he possibly be? Design your own burial ground into a murderous place,

　　

　　 is just to prevent people who enter the holy temple from becoming greedy because of the things inside, so Lord Prophet specially designed this stone gate that will slowly close over time, just to tell anyone to enter The people of the holy temple have hope of life and desire, so they can only choose one! "

　　

　　 "So, you know what's in the holy temple, right?" While talking, the fat man stopped in front of the huge holy gate. As the light gradually dimmed, the steaming water vapor held a long stream of water. The boundless taste of no flow

　　

　　 "Every ten years, no matter whether it is necessary or not, my clan will open the Holy Land! This is the law passed down by the ancestors, otherwise it will lead to the catastrophe of genocide" Muya Cordier answered cautiously, undoubtedly admitting This point,

　　

　　 "Tell me, what's in it?"

　　

　　 Fatty hesitated a little, his sharp eyes couldn’t penetrate the dense water vapor that filled the entire holy temple. He only felt that there was whiteness inside, and he couldn’t see the way forward at all. If there is no guidance from someone familiar with it, maybe." Stomping through the air, rolling into the dangerous gap between the mountains may also be possible,

　　

　　 "I... I don't know how to describe it!"

　　

　　 Muyakudil shook his head, hesitated with a distressed expression on his face, then said, "If you have to find a word to describe it, I can only say that it is a monster, a huge monster made entirely of metal. Swallowing clouds and fog, all the white mist in front of us was sprayed from its mouth. The monster was guarding the tomb of the prophet. My clan tried to see if we could open the door of the tomb, but found that it was as huge as the temple door. In the end, most of our ancestors chose to quit, leaving only one elder who has been studying the secrets of the holy temple all his life.

　　

　　 The ancestors left him with enough food and water to support him for years, but the result was still there. When he opened the temple door after he was drunk, he found that the elder had died. The death was ugly, as if it was because of a violent cough. And the whole person is red. Judging from the characteristics of the corpse, the time is just a few hours before opening the temple door. This should be the curse of the holy temple mentioned by the ancestors, and the warning to those who dare to desecrate, from that From now on, no one of our clan dared to propose to unlock the secrets of the holy temple! "

　　

　　 "Did you cough violently?"

　　

　　 Fatty looked at the choking water vapor in the holy temple with some meaning. No one would have thought that this machine that opened the door of the temple was actually a major clean-up of the inside of the holy temple. The high-heat water vapor was airtight. The space expands and flows. In some cases, the overall temperature formed can even exceed the boiling water of the field. In this extreme environment, it is too difficult for people to survive.

　　

　　 Everyone waited at the door for about ten minutes, before the white water vapor became thinner, and the water vapor permeating the wall of the temple door began to form flakes of ice because the temperature outside exceeded zero.

　　

　　 "Your Majesty, please come with me!" Muyakudil reached out from the entrance of the temple, in a brazier that was used for sacrifices, took out a pine oil torch, made a gesture to the fat man, and then first Walked into the temple gate,

　　

　　Fatty followed closely, and Reposti followed nervously on the left,

　　

　　 What appeared in front of him was a tunnel deep underground. Every tens of steps away, Muyakudil would light up the oil lamps on both sides of the aisle. It looked like a familiar road, and the lights reflected in the silent and intimidating tomb passage. Columns form the colonnade, and the place where the bones of the Prophet Ferran is displayed in front of the fat man. The architectural structure is similar to the temple altar. The walls on both sides are engraved with various cultural ornaments and rare birds similar to the red clay altar. Decorative sculptures such as Hui and other decorative sculptures; the frieze ribbon decorated with white marble veneer looks serene and somewhat sacred. The crisp footsteps are clearly distinguishable in the aisle,

　　

　　 "What material is this?" The fat man frowned slightly. The passageway was more than two meters high, neatly trimmed, and the walls were red. The fat man touched it, his tentacles were hard, warm, and smooth as fat, and he couldn't recognize any material. The entire passage was glowing with a white, dim light under the oil lamp, but no candles, torches, lanterns or other lighting tools were found. This kind of bright light can not be emitted by candles or torches. It is more like sunlight, but softer.

　　

　　 Muya Cordier led the way, the fat man followed closely, the footsteps echoing in the silent tunnel, and empty echoes repeatedly recurred. The fat man was not a timid person, but in this treacherous tunnel Hearing the sound of his footsteps that seemed to come from far away, and looking at the long passage with no end in sight, he felt a pang of fear in his heart. "Opening such a deep passage in the abdomen of a solid rocky mountain, Even the current power of the Falcon Empire may not be able to do it. This is by no means the backward Muyak can do.

　　

　　 Who built the Burial Ground of the Prophet Ferran? What is the purpose of being built in this remote rocky mountain? "

　　

　　 Before the fat man could come up with a clue, a huge underground flat suddenly appeared in front of them, stepping forward, the fat man was shocked by the sight in front of him, the very wide space was almost the same as the red earth city, at least The four training grounds are the size of the air, and the air is filled with the smell of engine oil and steel. The top of the rocky mountain wall is hung with a giant dish-shaped lamp, emitting a soft white light.

　　

　　 Judging from the location of the walkway, this should be the underground of Red Earth City

　　

　　" Your Majesty, that's the thing! "Muyacordier with an ugly face pointed to the dozens of weird-looking steel cars parked in a mess on Guangping. Behind these cars, "Baidu★Xiangxiang★Text" On the surface, there are large square iron boxes with a bracket hanging on it. There are no wheels underneath. The most surprising thing to the fat man was the steel machine Muiadic pointed at, which made the fat man stop in front and watch for a minute.

　　

　　 It’s no wonder that even Muya Cordier calls this huge creature a monster,

　　

　　 is a huge machine with a height of one meter. A huge iron ring is placed on the wheel of the machine. It should be the huge door that opened the door. The outside is still filled with steam that has not yet completely dissipated. It is still The voice said that the machine should have stopped at the Prakas,

　　

　　 Fatty recognized what these displayed things were at first sight, shit, steam locomotive! Very moving but also very sad and indignant. There is no railway. What is the use of this steam locomotive! It’s impossible to carry it out. In an hour’s time, to carry such a big thing out is absolutely impossible even if three people try their best, and the narrow corridor also determines that this thing cannot be squeezed in at all.

　　

　　 I really don’t know how the Prophet Ferran made this outside), and then moved into the mountain to sleep with him? One by one doubts are rolling in the fat man’s mind

　　

　　 Although the shell is covered with rust and the official standing is silent, looking at the huge body, the fat man can still imagine that these steam locomotives turned out in the past, which inevitably caused a huge panic among the Salanders.

　　

　　 In the absence of any mechanical knowledge and scientific popularization, there is a lack of sufficient strength. This kind of thing was a terrible monster for the Salanders who had just established a foothold in the new land at that time. , The loud roar, the thick steaming, but his maker was the Prophet Feilan who led the Salanders across the sea,

　　

　　 If anyone now says that Prophet Ferran is a spiritual leader of religion, the fat man will spray him unceremoniously. Would a guy who can build a steam engine using the crude conditions hundreds of years ago be a religious leader who pursues his faith? What a joke,

　　

　　 This guy is an advanced mechanical genius and stupid reformer. He hopes to use technology to change society, but he forgets that technology itself is a deadly place for the age of ignorance. The greatest possibility is the same as himself. A stupid traverser, but his own peace-loving, weak character that respects life, is destined to be cast aside by that ignorant era, and die! If you don't have the strength, what if you have advanced technology, it is really ironic! "

　　

　　 Fatty couldn't help but sighed inside,

　　

　　 I think of the tampered sky doctrines, those man-made broken carved stone walls, and the cover up of various man-made repairs in the temple. Obviously, the over-advanced concepts and technology made this Salander In my heart, the once lofty spiritual leader fell into a state of betrayal and separation in an instant, and finally fell into a barren land, burying the greatest invention of his life in this never-seeing tomb

　　

　　This is the tragedy of the times~IndoMTL.com~ is also the tragedy of the traveler,

　　

　　"Your Majesty...

　　

　　. Look now! "Muyacordil asked hesitantly, his feelings are similar to that of a fat man. Every time he sees these mysterious and powerful things, his heart still keeps moving. This is the Prophet Ferran's. Treasure, it is known as a weapon that can change the whole world, but the Muyak tribe has studied several generations of people for this, and they have not figured out what these things are?

　　

　　"What is that?"

　　

　　 The fat man turned around with some regrets, a little bit into Baoshan, and returned empty-handed. Just when he was about to leave, suddenly his eyes swept across the top of a steam airport, and a boxy thing reflected in his Eyes,

　　

　　 It is a metal black tin box, which is tightly closed, a bit like a small safe,

　　

　　 And at this moment, he also discovered that among those semi-defective locomotives, only this locomotive was the only one that was completed.

　　

　　 There are many traces of blunt instruments on the rough car body.

　　

　　" It’s not clear, but the mysterious box and the whole car are fixed together! "Muya Cordier clearly knows what the fat man is referring to, and shrugs his shoulders very regrettably." And it’s very sturdy. It cannot be destroyed outside! "... (to be continued) [] If you like my text update, you are welcome to click on it or reply with 15 characters. Your support is my greatest motivation. ) Bring the cutest, purest and most loving Xiao Yi Leng Yi Han 丨 Bring good friends@玄天小A

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