235. The Place to Bury God (2)

Author: Yusilflo Jeanmeier

235. The Place to Bury God (2)

(I didn't update yesterday and didn't ask for leave because I slept so hard that it was dark. It was the second day when I opened my eyes)

"According to this, if the dragon clan likes a person or a certain city, then it can actually be excluded from the list of destruction?" Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that it sounded like a willful child. She began to understand Norton Samson and even Yemenga. It was not that those dragons were special cases among the dragon clan, but few people could become special existences for them. If you can get the heart of the dragon, you might get the dragon itself.

...This sounds like the view of love in a short story! It turns out that creatures that have been entangled with humans for thousands of years are actually such an arrogant thing? I always think that the dragon clan's appearance should be the daughter of a beautiful girl with blonde hair, two ponytails, big drill bits! He would say and hum but he didn't like you. Then he secretly looked forward to you holding her hand with his eyes!

The Trieste cruised above the ancient city and kept taking photos. Chu Zihang made quick sketches in his sketchbook, trying to depict the main structure of the entire city. This was the first time that humans discovered such a complete scale of dragon clan ruins. They had to bring back enough research materials, which were likely to decipher the group life and real habits of the ancient dragon clan.

"The city spreads to the surroundings with the center of the central square, and the four roads, east, west, south and north, are the main roads, which means that the city was built on the ground before, but later sank to the bottom of the water." Chu Zihang said, "The huge square shows that the dragon clan often has grand religious activities."

"What are the dragon clans doing to build such a tall tower?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"The dragon tribe is accustomed to recording war on columnar things, because their dragon tribe is very tall, and these things stand in open air. When they defeat the battle, they record glory, and when they are defeated, they record hatred." Caesar said, "Do you still remember the copper pillar of the Ice Sea? When we discovered those fragments, they are only the size of a book page, but according to the restoration of Norma, the thing was originally thousands of meters high and could directly protrude from the seabed of the Greenland Sea to point to the sky, just like the Tower of Babel that can reach the sky. Ancient humans could not have that kind of technology, only the alchemy of the dragon tribe could do it."

The Trieste passed by the side of the tower. Only when you got to such a close distance did you find that the sides of the towers were not completely smooth. The strange hieroglyphs formed the inclined surface of the tower with incredible carving techniques. Because they were too small, it was like watching it from a distance.

The surface of the tower is metal. Although tiny shellfish and sediments like rust cover most of the surface, there are still some places that are as bright as mirrors, so the tower body will be strongly reflected. If it weren't for the signpost and a ridge, the Trieste would not have discovered the city, and would have wandered around the magma river there.

"Please control the camera to point in different directions. Every second of the video you shoot is a priceless treasure. This will become our first-hand information for studying the history of the dragon clan. Activate the sulfur bomb when the shooting progress is over. We cannot waste too much time. This place gives me a strange feeling. I don't know that the city from many years ago is still well preserved today. It feels like some kind of ghost lingering in the depths of the sea. " Yuan Zhisheng looked at the data report constantly transmitted back on the display.

"Will people with dragon blood actually believe in gods and ghosts?" Caesar was amused. He was a person who was never afraid of heaven and earth, thinking that everything in the world was worth challenging. For example, Caesar once heard the rumors that a soldier had to live with a corpse on the first day of his entry in the Internet, so he actually went to the morgue of the hospital under the Gattuso family to sleep all night. He had no other feeling, but he felt that the quilt was thin and a little cold.

"It's awe." Yuan Zhisheng corrected, "The Japanese believe that there are mountains, water, water, and all things have spirits. If you do something too much, there will always be something to see, and the evildoers will never escape the justice of the law."

"Oh, then I agree with that. If a person makes a mistake and is not punished, then who else will believe in the glory of God?"

Caesar smiled and turned on the Trieste sonar system. Water is an excellent medium for sound transmission, which humans may not hear, but sonar equipment can collect sound signals from all directions to capture targets. Since the technical strength of the equipment department can capture the heartbeat signal of the embryo on the sea surface, it should be easier for the sonar near the embryo to accurately locate the embryo.

"So many clutters?" Caesar frowned at the hundreds of slightly bright rippling dots on the screen. "A regular sound wave can be searched in every direction."

"You're not all dragon embryos in all directions, right?" Lu Mingfei felt frightened when she thought about it.

"If the Dragon Clan could mass-produce life at this number of lives, then we should have put down our weapons and surrendered. Your speed of killing dragons cannot keep up with the speed of production of the Dragon Clan, and no one can stop them from dominating the world."

Caesar had to close his eyes, and the invisible sycamore realm released the shell of the Trieste that he had crossed into the seawater.

The group of sickle-weaver circling and flying in the sea. Caesar was surprised to find that the field of speech spirit expanded to an unprecedented level, even far higher than the Kuimen Reservoir. He could hear the sound of undercurrents, the sound of magma explosion and vaporization, and the ancient silent ringtones, the chains and black bells hanging on ancient buildings. They still make noises in the sea water, but they will be low frequencies beyond the normal hearing range of humans. Only after using the sickle-weaver Caesar was favored.

The music composed of thousands of bells is like a grand hymn. It is hard to imagine that the ancient dragon clan had already had artistic pursuits thousands of years ago. They adjusted the size and internal structure of the bells to make them emit tones of different frequencies. When combined, they will become magnificent hymns no less than the entry song.

Caesar was immersed in this music belonging to the dragon clan. This may be the first time that humans knew that the dragon clan would also have complete music, just like the whole world playing for his belly alone, which was even more fascinating than the cheers of the crowd.

His face suddenly changed. In this tide of sound, he heard a regular discord, which made the performance flawed, and followed by hundreds of leaps, which danced with the biggest discord, and the mysterious rhythm tore the bells apart. These sounds were disciplined but had no beauty, just like a village tyrant duck who deliberately broke in to commit destruction, quacking.

"Caesar?" Chu Zihang noticed something wrong with Caesar's face.

"We have misfortune." Caesar turned his head and looked at Chu Zihang's eyes, "What we found is not a certain dragon, but a dragon's nest."

The whole city shaking violently, the sediments on the surface of the building were thrown off layer by layer, and the bells frantically swung out a headache-breaking rhythm, forcing Caesar to put away the territories of the sickle. The Trieste sonar screen lit up one after another, each representing a heartbeat, and hundreds or even thousands of things were awakening, as if the things inside heard Caesar's whisper. In order to prove to him that they had arrived in the realm of God, the city was slowly showing its original appearance.

Lu Mingfei took a breath. She witnessed the city that had been dead for many years waking up and opened her bloody mouth. She and Yuan Zhisheng's screen could also see the situation facing the Trieste. The equipment department misjudged the information. The huge heartbeat that could penetrate the sea water was not a specific creature, but at the bottom of the sea, ten thousand meters deep, countless dragon embryos maintained the same heartbeat.

"Why should I call you monster or Gundam?" Caesar said as he looked at the thing in front of him.

The Lenin has been sank to the bottom of the sea for 20 years. During these 20 years, it has been buried by countless sediments of dead seaweed. Just like those ancient cities, it is hard to see where it is.

But now there is no need to find it anymore. Lenin "stands" in front of the Trieste searchlight. This 134-meter steel giant was covered with dark red sarcoma. The blood-colored flesh was spewed out with every stirring of the sea water. The things hundreds of meters long like tentacles were like octopus entangled with Lenin. Each tentacle had a sharp cut like serrated teeth and a mouthpiece similar to muscle tissue. These tentacles were inserted into the steel bars of Lenin. The blood-colored meridians were like growing hard in these metals covering every part of the ship.

The Lenin can be seen with the naked eye that the waterline in the middle section of the ship was torn in half by some violent explosion. This is probably why it sank. But now the ship is forcibly linked by sarcoma and blood vessels. At first glance, it looks like an executioner who was on the battlefield for the first time. He failed to cut off the prisoner's head at once. The tissue connected in the middle exudes bloody horror.

It is these spilling blood vessels that form sarcoma and tentacles. They lifted Lenin from the ruins and stood upright in front of Trieste at a nearly vertical angle. Trieste is as small as a small toy model in front of this thing. A large number of sarcoma groups support it in the lower body of Lenin. It can be imagined that the blood vessels and sarcoma have such great power that can push up ten thousand tons of giants under the huge pressure in the deep sea. The flesh and blood turned Lenin into a living walking corpse, pulling silk black blood and dragging Lenin on the seabed. The huge sound was like the footsteps of a giant. Although it was pitifully slow, it could indeed move.

But the Lenin could not go far. The dirty and twisted flesh and blood bound it, making it part of the ancient city, and extracting its blood to worship it to the entire city. This scene looked like some kind of bloody ritual, like the black magic in the medieval legends, twisted and unimaginable creations mixed together in a strange way. The dragon blood flowing out of the Lenin was forced to irrigate it to the ancient city. What really wanted to wake up was not the Lenin, but something deeper in the ancient city.

What needs to be sacrificed with the blood of an ancient dragon? The dragon blood will probably only be a devil that is more terrifying than a dragon!

"Is this showing off our power to us? Is this embryo alive to think?" Caesar was also shocked. He was not afraid of this kind of thing, but thought of the puppet show that they were about to destroy. The embryo they were about to destroy seemed to be manipulating the Lenin. The action just now seemed to be planning to kill the Trieste with such a heavy thing, but some kind of resistance offset this idea.

"No, it's not attacking, it's a fight!" Chu Zihang pointed to the porthole and said loudly, "Look at the bubbles that are generated around the blood vessels! The Lenin wanted to escape from this place, but the blood vessels were pulling it back, and they did not allow Lenin to leave the city!"

Caesar looked at it for a while and had to admit that Chu Zihang might be correct, because new granulations continued to extend from the broken buildings in the ancient city, piercing into the deck or hull of Lenin to strengthen its control. Lenin could get closer to the Trieste position at the beginning, but now it could not even move forward, and could only be forced back to its original dormant place by those hemangiosarcoma.

"Is the Lenin... asking us for help?" Lu Mingfei whispered.

This scene was so miserable that it was hard to bear. What was even more strange was that the protagonist was not a beautiful girl played by tentacles, but a giant steel ship. But even such a thing, Lu Mingfei still felt very uncomfortable to look at it. There seemed to be something in the ship that resisted the fate of being used as a sacrifice for more than 20 years. It failed too many times, so it had to surrender so humiliatedly. But when the light of the Trieste pierced the tranquility of the deep sea, it was like hope descending to the abyss, and Lenin briefly broke free from the shackles with his own will and sent a signal to the Trieste for help.

"It seems that the cargo on the Lenin was indeed an embryo, and the embryo converted steel into part of it." Yuan Zhisheng stared at the big screen, "I think I have found the reason for the Lenin to sink. Someone deliberately used this embryo as a sacrifice to something that had been buried here for a long time. It would only be a devil who was more terrifying than a tyrannosaurus! Caesar! Release the sulfur bomb!"

The cold cold light pointed directly at Yuan Zhisheng. The intuition over the years made Yuan Zhisheng suddenly rise and retreat, but the other party's target was not himself, but his headset's data cable.

"There is something wrong with the logistics, and Professor Schneider can't contact you anymore. Don't drop a bomb first. Wait a moment, boss." Lu Mingfei explained according to the headset and threw the communication data cable on the machine table into several segments to her feet.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at the knife in Lu Mingfei's hand. The knife was very special, and the whole body seemed to be completely transparent. There was no record of what weapon Lu Mingfei used in the data in this section, but she just said that she was good at shooting.
Chapter completed!