"Maybe Menak didn't really come for the massacre this time."
Amnak spoke his point.
"Otherwise they have no reason to clear the battlefield, the only possibility is that they have captured everyone in the city."
"Catch it?"
Soshiyang frowned.
"What do they catch people?"
"You should actually want it."
Armnak said this, and Soshyan immediately thought of it and narrowed his eyes.
"Reverse body transformation, have they started..."
"It may not be necessary, maybe it's just for experimentation, or for some other purpose."
"If this is the case, it means there will be no skinning here, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
As Suoshiyang walked, he was feeling a little upset. For the first time, he felt like he was being controlled step by step, as if he had already calculated everything he wanted to do.
Soon, on a coastal square the two came, on one side of the square was a huge church, with statues of horse-riding commanders on both sides, surrounding the edge of the other side, many shabby stalls were scattered, and there was no one on the road away from the square.
Like other places, there was no one in the square, and even the trees were bare. The marble tiles washed by the rain reflected the sky monotonically.
"Go to the church and people often choose where they encounter disasters. If there is a cellar, maybe we can find survivors in hiding, and we know what happened."
On the way to the church, Soshiyan saw a three-story mansion, and the status of being able to live in such a location would not be too low, so he turned around and took a look at the situation.
He opened a door and dirty air rolled in, its interior was covered with dust, and the house extended from the central corridor, which circled to the upper floor.
"The interior structure of the house is intact, the table is still in place, without any signs of struggle. It's strange that even if you catch someone, you should have some movement."
Then the two approached the church, its main door was closed, and the two bronze doors were engraved with images of soldiers moving. Soshiyan noticed that the door and the surrounding stones were deformed by some force, and the statues on both sides of the door were also destroyed, and some of the bronze bronze statues were directly erased by some force. "This is..."
Soshiyang stroked the disappearing part of the statue with his hand, and then got the result.
"It seems that there is still resistance from Gauss' weapon."
Then he pressed his hand on the door and pushed it gently, and the heavy and magnificent bronze door opened with a bang.
The inside of the church is a ruin. In the auditorium under the ancient and magnificent central spire, the walls and floors are inlaid with black and white marble patterns. The wooden benches are fragments, and rays of pale light are shot in through the gaps in the dome.
"They fought here, but were defeated, and then...they disappeared."
Soshyan said, examining the mural on the nearest wall, which showed angels and thrones, or crowning of lords, and army parades through the streets of the city.
"Something is coming."
Amnak suddenly said softly, and Soshiyang raised his head with some emotion.
A thing flew down from the spire, it dived and hovered over the two, making a metallic buzzing sound—a huge metal insect, hanging in the air with silver wings, dragging its limbs with blades, and the small red lenses focused on Soshyang, its glittering jaw clattered.
Soon, the scarab flew away again and disappeared from the hole in the spire.
"It seems that someone is waiting for us."
Through the circular opening of the spire, a low and loud crackling and buzzing sound could be heard from the sky. Soshiyang walked out of the church gate and saw thousands of metal scarabs gathering in the sky into a vast torrent, extremely spectacular and all rushing in one direction.
"Since we've invited it, let's go and have a look."
Following the torrent, the two came outside a huge amphitheater, which should be the landmark of the city, and looked quite magnificent, with scarabs gathering on it and then disappearing into the white dome.
What might be there in this?
Ambush of the Menak Dynasty?
Some kind of super weapon?
A trap that imprisons space and time?
But Soshiyan didn't feel anything. He glanced at Amnak, and swept the other side for a while, and said:
"In my eyes, there is nothing, but it is hard to say about the skills of fearing the dead. It is better to choose a direct way."
As soon as he said this, Soshiyang came to his senses and smiled slightly.
“That’s right.”
After saying that, he bent his knees slightly, then jumped violently, and Amnak beside him rushed to a lion statue, jumping up dozens of meters high.
One by one, one by one, they went straight to the top of the theater. While falling, the eggshell-shaped top suddenly collapsed into a big hole, and Soshiyan jumped directly into it, and Amnak followed closely behind.
Two bangs, the two fell to the ground, causing a wave of dust.
"Um?"
Soshiyan found them landing on a stand on the second floor of the theater. Looking around, there were dull figures sitting in the dense audience.
Those were humans, with wide eyes and closed their mouths, as if they had lost their souls. But Soshiyang could feel their breathing, but could not feel the heat of their souls. It seemed... it was swallowed by something.
Suddenly, the faint green light lit up and pointed to the stage.
It was arranged into a palace, and hundreds of puppet actors dressed in unique clothes were arranged in various shapes, including gardeners, servants, poets, musicians, ministers... They are all humans without exception, humans who have lost their souls, as stagnant as puppets.
They surrounded them, a lonely king, wearing a golden mask, with a noble and angry outline. They were wearing a snow-white robe, and there was no trace of skin, but they could make people feel the temperament that looked down on all living beings.
The moment it raised its head slightly, the strange and melodious music sounded, which was a foreign land tune that Soshiyang had never heard before, sadness, despair, and resentment of death.
"...I'm a bystander, but was surprised to find that people were saying what I wanted to say."
In a moment, a low, metallic sound echoed in the theater. Soshiyang frowned slightly and was about to jump down, but was stopped by Am Ak beside him.
The other party smiled and said softly:
"It seems quite interesting, and it doesn't take much time."
Chapter completed!