This was the first time Soshiyan saw an imperial guard wearing black armor. He had never heard of such an imperial guard before.
The aircraft they were riding was also completely dark. Since they had stated the requirements in advance, only Soshiyang came to face them. At the same time, all the personnel on the road to his warehouse were also emptied.
After confirming that the person coming was Soshiyan, two imperial guards with black and golden sides walked out of the cabin opened by the aircraft, one after another. Their steps were silent, as if two moving shadows were two groups. The two always kept holding the weapon tightly in the process, and the halberds they held were also dim.
There was a huge black metal cargo box between them, a little higher than Soshyan, with four corners being carried by four weird three-legged machines, and the buzzing of the anti-gravity force field could be heard.
Chains were wrapped around the shell of the cargo box, and words that Soshiyang didn't recognize were also engraved. A magnetic blocker was installed in the middle of the six sides, both up, down, left, left, front and back. For the four weird three-legged robots, Soshiyang felt some familiar fluctuations - they were all equipped with anti-psychic equipment.
"plz follow me."
The other party did not speak, so Soshiyang took the initiative to lead the way.
Tulazhen repeatedly emphasized that it is necessary to put down things in a safe place. Soshiyang simply chose his personal martial arts room directly, and Fen Tian was hiding there. He didn't believe that there was something that could turn the world in front of Fen Tian?
Since the road had been cleared, there was no one along the way, with only a slight sound of footsteps. During this process, Soshiyang felt that the other party's gaze was not on him. The two mysterious black-armored imperial guards were always staring at the cargo box, as if there was something terrible enough to destroy the world. They had to keep a close eye on them.
The two imperial guards didn't say anything, and Suoshiyang didn't know what to say, so he walked to the military preparatory room in a strange silence.
Until the gate of the military preparatory room was closed, an imperial guard finally spoke.
"Soshyan Alexey Commander, although I have no authority to know why it was sent to you, as its caretaker, I have an obligation to inform you of its danger."
"Danger?"
Soshiyan looked at the huge cargo box.
"Marson Tulazhen wouldn't have sent a demon here."
"It's far more dangerous than the demon. This is an S-level object in the Dark Dungeon. From the day I joined the Shadow Guard, I have been monitoring it every second."
In the dark dungeon, Soshiyan noticed this term. He speculated that this might be a secret dungeon or warehouse in the palace for storing certain dangerous things. The guards of this warehouse are these imperial guards wearing black armor, who call themselves shadow guards.
“What is it called?”
"The Holy Grail of Dark Flame."
"The Holy Grail of Dark Flame? It sounds like an artifact... Why is it so dangerous?"
"I don't know, since the day I monitored it, it was told that it was extremely dangerous, and once it left the dungeon, it would cause a terrible disaster, but now it has left the dungeon."
Soshiyang really wanted to say something that was equivalent to not saying it.
Seeing that Soshiyang did not seem to have a very nervous expression, the imperial guard looked a little anxious and immediately spoke:
"You must be vigilant, or just don't turn it on."
"If this is the case, Marshal Tulachen shouldn't have sent it. Since he sent it here, it means...either it is actually not that dangerous, or I can handle it."
As he said that, Soshiyang walked towards the container.
"Please be careful with it."
The imperial guard instinctively stretched out his hand as if he was trying to push Soshiyan away, but he immediately realized that his behavior was getting more and more arrogant, so he withdrew his hand, but his eyes were still staring at the container.
But Soshiyang seemed to have discovered something interesting, looked at the imperial guard and asked:
"What's your name, brother of the Imperial Guard?"
The other party was silent and did not answer immediately.
Just when Soshiyang thought he had hit a nail, the other party suddenly whispered:
"Just call me Pophilius."
"Ah, Pophilius, since you are so worried, then you should stay for a little longer and see how I open it myself? Maybe you can feel more at ease."
Pophilius didn't say anything and was still staring at the container, but Soshiyangquan pretended that the other party had agreed, so he walked aside and found the observation hole that Trajan said.
He opened a wide observation hole with a finger and looked inside through the thick glass. The inside of the container was filled with light gray liquid, and a cup-shaped object could be vaguely seen floating in it.
"Ask a little more, what is the liquid here?"
"Spinal fluid that is not accessible after filtering and purifying."
After hearing this, Soshiyang twitched his eyes. Only a person has a lot of spinal fluid. This box is full of many people who are invisible...
The key is that this thing still has a shelf life, and even at low temperatures, it must be replaced. In other words, in order to seal the thing inside, the incontact people need to be consumed continuously, just like the throne needs to burn psychics every day.
In a sense, this palace is really a bottomless pit that can eat people.
“How can I open it?”
The two imperial guards looked at each other, then walked to both sides of the box, each stretched out a finger and inserted it into a slot. A few seconds later, Pophilius turned around and said to Soshiyan:
"Are you really going to open it now?"
"Yes, don't worry."
"Please get here."
Following the other party's instructions, Soshiyang walked to the operating table where the container was unfolded.
"Look your eyes here, Marshal Tulajan has collected your pupil message."
Soshiyang pointed his eyes at the instrument and soon heard a low mechanical sound.
"Operation commands, contact, wait."
"Open."
“Executing…”
With a squeak, a hole was slightly opened at the top of the container, and the cold air overflowed from it, and Soshiyang also activated the gray graft.
At the same time, the two imperial guards also held their weapons in both hands, maintained a fighting posture, and stared at the container.
With a sound of mechanical friction, four metal tentacles rolled out from the open hole and "arched" the thing dripping with viscous spinal fluid from the inside.
It looks just the size of a Soshiyang's palm, and its shape looks like a ritual cup used by the National Education Church. It is wrapped with layers of scripture strips.
Soshiyang walked forward and stretched out his hand, and then the thing was gently placed on his hand.
There was no accident, so calm that the two imperial guards seemed a little confused, but Soshiyang's next move made them scream.
"etc--"
Soshiyang, who was about to tear off the scripture strips, heard the screams of the two people and turned his head.
"What's wrong?"
"what are you up to?"
"Look at what it looks like? I feel that this thing may not be as dangerous as you said..."
"No! It's dangerous! I'm sure!"
Pophilius's voice sounded a little angry, as if some belief he believed had been denied by Soshiyan.
"Then I have to take a look."
At this time, another imperial guard pressed Pophilius's shoulder and shook his head. The meaning was obvious-
Chapter completed!