Manual of Space-Time Interference

In the world of the Mayans, although there is a belief in God, for the rulers, theocracy is more appropriate to maintain and strengthen their rule.

Perhaps more than 700 years ago, their belief in the gods had reached a point of incomparable fanaticism, but now, time has weakened the influence of theocracy, and kingship has gradually gained the upper hand.

When the "God" appeared in front of him again, there was no holy light and miracles shrouded in it, he couldn't fly, he stumbled in his speech, and it also caused an impact on his own kingship, a sense of anger, and a sense of anger towards "God". Peeping at the objects on his body began to gradually flood into the king's heart.

Although he also believes in gods, his belief is not as deep as that of priests and religious members. In his eyes, kingship is the most important thing, and the control of city-state and kingdom can make him obsessed.

Perhaps, you can be the first king to kill a god?

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of the king's mouth. Looking at the Temple of Inscriptions not far away, he summoned the guards next to him, and began to order a series of things...

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Dialect, on the other hand, didn't know everything that happened in the king's palace. At this moment, he was sitting in the temple of inscriptions, flipping through a large number of books, and from time to time, he questioned the priest next to him.

"Have you found 13 crystal skulls?"

"Great god, we don't know about the crystal skulls, do you want us to look for these fetishes?"

"No." Fang Yan waved his hand, closed the book in front of him that had been completely scanned by Xiaojiao, looked up at the priest, and asked, "I vaguely remember that I once descended the book at the end of the fifth solar era. oracle."

"The great god, yes, you have sent down an oracle about the fifth solar era. According to the calendar of the solar calendar you gave, after 641 years, it will be the end of the fifth solar era, and the flame will Rising from every part of the world, the waves will devour every inch of land..."

Dialect listened and tilted his head. The prophecy of 2012 was very popular, but after that date passed, it became a joke, and it became the operation plan of the film company.

But now, according to what the priest said, there seems to be something different. It is also an oracle. Why didn't 2012 come true in his own time and space?

Did someone change the space-time line?

It is a pity that there is no detailed record of the age in this time and space, otherwise you can try to speculate the time of this prophecy...

Dialect thought, tilted his head, threw the book on the stone platform aside, slowly opened the next book, and continued to record the culture of the Mayan civilization in detail by using XiaoGuai's recording function...

The sense of touch brought by the animal skin books was blocked by the steel gloves. One book after another was opened by dialects, and then closed. Time slowly moved forward, and noon came slowly.

"The great Itsumner, this is the food we have specially prepared for you, and there will be a grand welcome ceremony later..." The priest brought the plate from the nun's hand, then walked to the center of the hall, holding a high The plate said to the dialect.

Dialect shook his head, looked at the trays of food in the hands of the nun below, propped it up with his hands, sat astride, glanced at the pile of books left beside him, and exhaled.

An aroma came, and the exquisite plate contained fruits, barbecued meat, and even a plate of corn. He looked at it, swallowed, and with a hint of regret and heartache on his face, he stretched out his hand.

"My most devout people, God doesn't need your mortal food, take it down, and then leave it all! Without my order, you are not allowed to come in!" Dialect said, taking his eyes off the plates containing the food He took it back and stared at the books in front of him that he couldn't understand.

Out of sight out of mind!

Although it is said that I am tired of the compressed food in the backpack behind me, for the sake of safety, it is better not to move these foods. After all, there are many people who claim to be god-killers in the ancient history of the West. , you know that he is a very careful person.

I'm not sure, there is something shameful in these foods, like poisons and hallucinogens...

"Follow your orders, my god!"

The priest replied respectfully, without the slightest daring to violate the dialect, greeted the nuns and guards, and slowly exited the hall.

"Phew!" Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the hall that was completely empty around him, and said softly, "Scan any suspicious corners in the hall and release flying insects to make sure no one is watching!"

"Yes!"

Xiaoguo replied, and the dialect slowly turned his perspective. At the same time, a small hatch on the arm of the power armor opened, and a few tiny mechanical flying insects flew out, and then through Xiaoguo's scanning, he constantly confirmed any suspicious place.

"No abnormality was found!"

"Open the mask!"

The world in front of him suddenly became clear~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The fragrant air mixed with earthy smell also spread into Dialect's back.

He quickly dragged the small backpack beside him, and Fang Yan took out the mineral water from the side pocket, twisted the bottle cap and took a few sips, then opened the zipper, took out a pack of compressed food, and chewed it slowly. stand up.

The smell of the food that remained in the air was still seducing the taste buds of the dialect. He shook his head, looked at the compressed jerky and biscuits in his hand, and sighed.

The most reassuring, it is the most important thing for him now!

If you want to enjoy, you should go back to the modern time and space. After everything is safe, it's not too late to enjoy...

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"King, Itsumner refused our welcome ceremony, and he didn't taste the food we brought!" Kuchzar got down on one knee and told the king sitting in front of him.

"How did he say?"

As the king said, he squeezed the buttocks of the woman next to him twice, and then patted her on the back, the naked woman exited the door with interest.

"He said that God doesn't need food from the mortal world, and then let us retreat, and no one's orders are not allowed to enter!" Kuchizar continued.

The king narrowed his eyes, slowly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, looked at Kuchizar, who was covered in scars, and said, "My warrior, bring all my guards to the temple. Bottom, keep Itt Sumner safe."

After he finished speaking, he swung the glass towards Kuchizar and exclaimed, "For Maya!"

"For Maya!"

Kuchizar also shouted, looking at the inexplicable look in the king's eyes, and walked out slowly.