Arante Royal Museum.
In the National Treasure Exhibition Area, the grand and luxurious booth is slightly higher than the human eye level after the glass of the display cabinet.
The pearl crown on the booth is graceful and unattainable under the low-key and luxurious white background black dot fur.
Even though the light is dark, the pearl crown is still shining brightly, emitting the sorrow of keeping people three thousand miles away...
Later generations drove the goddess Arant away from the feat of establishing a country in foreign countries, and was praised as the "War of Creation".
14-year-old Honghao has post-war traumatic stress syndrome, which has remained in his dream for a long time.
Close your eyes and you will be covered with swords and corpses.
The faces of dead companions, relatives, and friends will not disappear because of the founding and taking off of the great Arant Empire.
The armor is heavy, the sword is cold.
It was so sank that his trembling hands were so cold that he could not melt the glacier's eyebrows.
It was not until 2000 that Honghao learned that it was called post-war trauma stress syndrome.
He tortured the Steel Willing Boy for more than 10 months.
But His Majesty still needs him, and His Highness still needs him.
He dared not break up, dared not seek suspicion, dared not leave everything behind...
The second year after Genesis Station ended, Puin Arant was born.
That day, wearing a black warrior robe every day, the warrior Emperor Wei Honghao was teaching Alante to practice swordsmanship.
Halfway through the sword practice, the nearby servant came to report the good news to His Highness and said that his mother gave birth to a wrinkled purple-red little sister for him.
His Highness was more excited than the founding of the Kingdom of Arant, and ran back to the tent and picked up his freshly released sister, Puin Arant.
Honghao stood outside with his sword, and heard the cry that healed people's hearts.
It seems that everything is worth it - whether it is the Ruintes he killed or the sanity he kept was not crazy.
All the crying and tears that I could hold back in the middle of the night were released into the deep breath of looking up.
Honghao looked at the brilliant clear sky, and the baby was swaying around his ears.
Like hearing the sound of nature.
After the founding of the Imperial Kingdom, the first princess was born.
The whole country celebrates together.
"Puin" in ancient Aranti means "release, let go".
Puin Arante seems to be the one who was sent by God to save the sick Honghao.
The little doll is very cute.
Love to pester Honghao and his brother Alante.
Red lips and white teeth, almond eyes and a straight nose bridge.
The eye spacing is wider than that of ordinary people, and it has a unique and unique beauty.
Greedy, a little silly...
Whenever he was at night in the bedroom, Xiao Puyin, who had just walked, would run out and stuff him an orange, lamp skin, dates, white-winged grape, pumpkin vine, abalone shell, dead moth, broken leg cricket...
The things that were given to Honghao gradually became more and more diverse...
Honghao's post-war trauma stress syndrome is getting better.
When His Highness Puyin was 7 years old, he secretly made a difficult decision—
She unilaterally announced in private that she would marry 21-year-old Honghao.
Although it was a joke on children, Honghao was happy for a long time.
He can eat this bowl of dog food until he is buried in peace.
Honghao has always taken it out to warm up until now, when His Highness Puyin was 10 years old.
Once, he acted coquettishly and complained that the Emperor Guard Chang Honghao pretended to ignore her.
The straight man worked overtime, Honghao, told her earnestly that men should work hard to move bricks to better protect the country and family.
Puyin's beautiful little face was full of forgiveness and reconciliation.
She nodded in a pretended sensible way, and put aside her past grudges...
Later on.
Puin Arante became the most beautiful girl in the imperial country.
When she was 12 years old, her reputation was far away, and half of the men in the country wanted to marry her.
A girl is too old to stay, the older she is, the less she is not sticking to Honghao…
"Ding!"
The spiky beeping sound blocked the flood of memories of the night man Honghao.
It is the security system, the sound of turning on the night mode.
“Fake.”
Honghao complained coldly.
The pearl crown in the exhibition frame was instantly engulfed by black ink-like flames.
“哔哔哔哔------------”
The high temperature of the flames touches the alarm in the display cabinet.
Suddenly, the entire museum was surrounded by red and blue flashing lights—
"Boom---Boom----"
The museum's deaf alarm system is activated, which is very similar to the air defense alarm.
In the security monitoring room, several sleeping security guards jumped up from the chair, bounced up, and fell off the chair...
They all looked up to check the surveillance screen near the exhibition box on the wall.
Puyin's crown is displayed in the frame, and there is no abnormality.
The security team leader quickly reported to the military headquarters using a wireless intercom.
Several little security guards wore hats in a mess, took an electric shock stick, and left the security room in a state of anxiety.
When a few security guards rushed to the display cabinet where the alarm sounded.
The Pin Arante pearl crown has been burned into a small pile of gray and light ash, and a straight wisp of fine smoke has emanated...
And the night man Honghao has arrived in the northeast.
...
Northeast of the Arante Republic Federation, Hentington State
Mayan ruins.
The dark night fills the vast desert.
No wind or moon.
The gravel dunes are quiet.
The nightworm living in the sand is low-key and clamoring.
The Mayan ruins have now become a national SSSSS-level scenic spot.
More than a dozen four-sided trapezoidal pyramids, silently located in the desert.
Time seems to be a ruthless hand, a knife that kills pigs, erasing the vitality of the Mayan city-state.
The Mayan city-state was developed and densely populated.
Everyone believes deeply in the sun god, which can lead to a better life.
Honghao stood at the entrance of the 7th pyramid and looked up at the top of the tower.
Tall and magnificent, exquisite decorative patterns.
He remembered that the last time he saw these sacrificial towers, the tops were filled with skulls, and thick blood was winding down on the steps and stairs...
Like the death talisman flowing out of hell, it is swaying in teeth and claws, rushing to become a curved river of blood.
Until the steps that were long like a ladder were covered with red.
Only he remembers it.
The largest temple at the top of the pyramid of Kukurkan is the temple of the sun god Ista.
Honghao won't go there today.
The 7th tower is the Temple of Corn God.
One of the Thirteen Gods, is also the youngest of the Thirteen Gods.
Honghao climbed up the stairs - he could have floated up, but he had to take 365 steps in the resurrection curse.
The Mayan pyramids used for sacrifices have four stairs stretched out around them.
Each 91st rank, plus the top rank, is exactly the number of days in a year.
Honghao recited the curse process, and every step he took, he sank down a minute.
When he stepped to the temple on the top of the tower, the upper half of the four trapezoidal pyramid sacrifice platform suddenly fell.
"Kakukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukuku..."
The ancient bricks make the sound of skeletons that have been sitting for a long time.
Each piece of brick covered with history and heavy bricks seemed to be alive and knew how to run.
Slowly follow the rules of the galaxy universe.
The friction between bricks awakened the night.
The ground rumbled, and the vibration was slightly and regularly.
The nightworms living in the sand are collectively silent.
The movement and stillness have just settled.
The four trapezoidal sacrificial pyramid, the upper half of which is trapped inside, becomes a regular four-cube building.
Honghao is surrounded by the vast galaxy of the universe...
He is extremely empty.
In the darkness that is beyond reach, a group of galaxies of transformation gather.
They surround Honghao and fold quickly and overlap.
After folding, overlap.
The universe slowly extends from a point to a flat surface.
The plane is not idle for a moment, and it extends infinitely without restraint, twisting, rolling, wrapping, tiling, extending, kinking, rolling...
Repeat cycles.
Chapter completed!