Game Across the World

"It's really good luck." Brighton patted Shen Chen.

　　 When he was young, he was like Shen Chen, in order to improve his strength.

　　 At that time, Brighton had youthful energy and dwarf pride.

Forge equipment in the forge to exercise strength and proficient in the technique of hammering; climbing between the mountains of Dun Morogh, with a short and sturdy body, but with dexterous movements and quick reactions; with the dwarf The fighters in China competed for strength and martial arts, and even tried to surpass their brother.

　　 It’s just that he is not as good as Muradin’s Bronze Beard for military talent and martial arts; the inheritance and governance of the kingdom is not as good as the eldest brother Magni;

The sequelae of 　　 also came soon. In a fight, a small injury that was not easy, almost made him completely lose his strength.

After that, Brighton spent several years of training, it was the remains of the Titan brought back by the "Prospector" team, which helped him regain his strength; the wasted time made the difference in strength between him and his two elder brothers even greater. At that time, he was discouraged and tried to fill this sense of weakness and emptiness with a life of adventure.

　　 Gradually, he also fell in love with the life of adventure, but whenever he returned to Ironforge, he would still remember the lush years, and wanted to challenge his own life again, that Muradin who had disappeared because of Alsace.

　　 Shen Chen seemed to see Brighton's emotions. He gently soothed, but he didn't know what to say. The only useful thing is that Muradin is still alive, which is impossible to mention.

never mind.

　　 followed Brighton and sighed, Shen Chen got up and reminded: "We should go now, this world is still waiting for us."

　　Only in this way did I divert my attention.

　　 Different from the imagination extending in all directions, this tomb is straight, and I don't know how deep it leads to the underground area.

　　 "There is the atmosphere of a great temple here!" Minerva said suddenly, and let Shen Chen approach the walls on both sides of the passage.

　　 Pressing his hand on the wall, following Minerva's prompt, Shen Chen perceives the flow of magic.

　　 is like thousands of swallows coming home, closing your eyes, you can see countless golden energy, moving forward in an orderly manner from the context of the entire world.

　　 "Is this the brilliance of the sun?"

　　 These golden energies are manic, great, and vast, but also full of vitality and warmth. They disperse the darkness in the depths of the tomb and release some kind of signal wantonly.

　　 "More than that!" Minerva narrowed her eyebrows slightly, her thoughts and memories seemed to return to the ancient times, the era of the forerunners to resist the power of the sun.

　　 "Remember what I mentioned to you, the preparation of our civilization to resist the catastrophe of the world?"

　　 Shen Chen nodded, he naturally remembered that when he first met Minerva, there was the convergence point of her data body, and this body came from the forerunner's sixth method-defined numbers and formulas, used to tame time.

　　 "This should be the remains of the first method!" Minerva said suddenly.

　　"The four huge towers that reach the sky can communicate the boundaries between man and god. Outside the thin film of the world, they collect the brilliance of the sun's flares and use it as energy to resist the disaster!

　　 It's a pity that although we have enough technology and resources, we don't have enough manpower and tools to complete such a huge project. Even the first building was only halfway built and then abandoned. "

　　 Then, she said another mythological word that was familiar to Shen Chen in his previous life, the tower, which you call: "The Tower of Babel."

　　Of course, this is a story told by human beings against the forerunners, as a tower of hope to go to "heaven", and then separate things because of language and disputes.

　　 "Unexpectedly, in the Origin World, so many years have passed, it will still have a pedestal left!" Following the flow of data, Minerva looked into the distance.

　　"There is an alternative power in this, a purer magic, which looks a bit similar to the heritage hero you encountered, but...more powerful!

　　 So when I arrived in Memphis, I didn't notice it the first time! "

　　 Shen Chen was taken aback for a moment, "The sun's divine power is wrong...During the Trial of the First Sun, Minerva should have collected the power of Rashen, so it's not...

　　 The power of the sun is similar to the power of Renekton! "

　　 Shen Chen only thought of a possibility, the emperor from Shurima who merged with the world of origin-would it be Azir?

My heart is already affirmed by seven or eight points, but at the same time he is also alert. Counting his strength, as the emperor who failed to ascend to Shurima, Azir's power is stronger than Lekton, but the world is too weird, since Lekton Will be trapped in Sobek's trial, then Azir's situation may not be better.

　　 This is the difficulty level of the king again, and the devil is in the dark, not knowing what he is planning.

　　 "You must be careful." Shen Chen reminded himself from the bottom of his heart, and then said: "Then we should speed up!"

　　......

　　 On the other side, the trialists have passed through the obstacles of the plagues and entered a huge catacomb.

　　 In the center of the tomb, there is a wooden coffin erected. Obviously, there is a mummy sleeping in it.

　　 Everyone dared not act rashly. They surrounded the coffin and looked at the murals around it.

　　 There are the faces of the gods on the murals, and their supernatural powers are fighting against the chaotic power of Apophis; in the immortal years, they gradually fall into the wind, because the resentment and hatred, sin and curse are endless.

　　 "This should be the story of the birth of trials."

　　 A tester judged that this is basically consistent with the deeds recorded by the outside world, except that the content displayed by the mural is more vivid and vast.

　　 "Just, why isn't there a mural that records the identity of the owner of this coffin?" A group of people gathered together. This discovery made them afraid to touch the coffin easily.

　　 After all, a tomb must have the deeds of its owner, if not, it is worth talking about.

　　 "Look!" The other tester seemed to have noticed something.

　　 He lay down on the ground and noticed that there were very subtle symbols and patterns in the stone cracks under his feet. There were a lot of such things in the gaps of less than 5 cm.

A pattern like 　　, under the combined effect of the standing posture and the dim light, is almost hard to detect. If he hadn't squatted carefully to look at the details in the mural, he would not have noticed it at all.

　　 "This is the sacrifice of a tomb, and the lives of these people are engraved on it!"

　　According to the pattern, in this coffin is a mummy, and this mummy used at least dozens of "living sacrifices"!

They are all alive, being filled with life medicine. From their bodies, they take out a piece of fresh internal organs and organs, hands, feet, nose, eyes... the five internal organs except the heart, and other things .

　　 Under the nourishment of vitality, these organs still have a strong life, and then they are placed in the “container” that has been placed a long time ago~www.readwn.com~ a “clean” and “excellent” skin.

　　 Put the organs into the container, and under the magic link, they become part of the sacrifice, and finally add the heart and brain of a pharaoh who is about to die.

Then, using the technique of mummification, this new body was sealed in this coffin. The perfect organs and body can nourish the life, magic and even soul of the pharaoh again, and keep it in the same posture for thousands of years, waiting for the end Opportunity to become a god.

　　 After reading this information, everyone inevitably retreats. Compared with the funeral methods of the early dynasty, the pharaohs today are undoubtedly more gentle and civilized.

　　 "It's better not to touch it and wake it up!" a tester reminded.

　　 "My family, once participated in the destruction of the Pharaoh's tomb...just what you think. At that time, the pharaoh served by the family needed someone to make room for him.

　　 So we considered for a long time and selected a tomb of the pharaoh at the end of the dynasty.

However, in that battle, the Pharaoh’s men suffered heavy losses. For my family alone, nearly half of their hands were killed. The disturbed Pharaoh would naturally not be able to fall asleep again. He would burst out all his own legendary powers. No one can bear such anger! "

　　 After hearing these words, everyone took two steps back again. There were examples first, so naturally they didn't dare to offend.

　　 "Then we go around here and move on?" someone suggested.

　　 There was no objection. They detoured from both sides of the room, and then quickly left from the corridor behind the house.