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Extra Story: Chapter 22 Inside

"Okay, Professor."

"We have arrived at our destination."

Phew~

At this moment, the convoy finally stopped moving forward.

Lieutenant Colonel Hank, who was carrying a submachine gun, jumped out of the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle in the front seat and walked towards Professor Wilson's vehicle.

"This is the entrance to the ruins."

"The next step is a place where vehicles cannot enter, and you need to rely on your feet to move forward."

Lieutenant Colonel Hank was once a distinguished commander of the Federation on the Gulf battlefield. He had excellent combat skills, decisiveness and bravery, so he was appointed as one of the commanders of the ruins reclamation operation.

But even for a man as talented as Lieutenant Colonel Hank, this place is still a past he doesn't want to recall.

"It still has that familiar smell here."

"I swear, if I could, I would never want to come here again."

Bang..

Professor Wilson also jumped out of the car and stepped on the broken ground, stirring up thick dust. The old man also took a deep breath.

He heard Lieutenant Colonel Hank's last words, raised his head and looked around.

There are black buildings everywhere, which are depressing and dull. It is not the effect you see in the photos. When you put yourself in the place, you will feel irritated, as if there is a big mountain above your head and you can't breathe.

But this is not the legendary black stone, because this is just the outer part of this magnificent ruins that hollowed out the entire mountain. The real black stone building appeared in the black stone photo sampling site that Ms. Xu showed to many experts.

deeper into the ruins.

Professor Wilson looked around, seeing the eternal flames on the dragon-shaped torch stand dancing, and then he withdrew his gaze and fell on the other person again.

He saw a hint of fear in the eyes of soldiers like Lieutenant Colonel Hank.

But this didn't surprise him.

Because when Professor Wilson was young, he personally participated in an inspection of tombs in the ancient empire, and he was the only person to escape after the disaster.

Because of this, he was invited as the chief expert to inspect the ruins of this giant ancient empire.

"Well, it's really hard to miss a place like this."

The gray-haired old professor rarely agreed with the other party, his voice was a little low and hoarse.

His fingers involuntarily touched the silver ring on his left hand.

This is related to the past that he doesn't want to talk about with others.

"Sir."

At this moment, the federal soldiers stationed here on rotation saluted Lieutenant Colonel Hank, who had already received a phone call from General Desmond.

Professor Wilson, on the other hand, counted the students who got off the bus, and after confirming that everyone was present, he nodded and spoke under the shadow of the stone pillar cast by the dancing firelight.

"Let's go."

Wow——

Stepping on some gravel and rubble, Professor Wilson had actually already made some mental preparations about the fate of these children.

Lieutenant Colonel Hank and the soldiers led the way, while the students and professors from the Department of Archeology followed the team. Professor Wilson looked at the silent silver-haired girl in the crowd out of the corner of his eye.

He could almost confirm that this so-called 'expedition team' was actually serving his female student.

They are all sacrifices to help Daenerys 'grow' and stimulate her 'potential'.

But this may just be a bold attempt by that family.

If the attempt fails, the life of a clan member will be sacrificed.

In fact, if you look at the history of the Targaryen family and know what makes these silver-haired and purple-eyed people crazy, then it is not difficult to guess their purpose.

Based on the information and speculations that Professor Wilson has, he suspects that the Tagley family still retains the legendary stone.

Dragon eggs.

This is the only possibility.

"They are called the 'Dragon Kings'."

"But they are a group of complete lunatics who will do anything to achieve their goals."

Nowadays, there is no so-called "magic". In this era of highly developed technological civilization, even if the "dragon" really revives, what can they do?

Professor Wilson had difficulty understanding what these Targaryen descendants wanted to do.

Could it be that if the dragons reappear, will they be able to dominate the planet again?

Even according to the records in ancient legends, an old dragon that has been growing for hundreds of years is no match for the indiscriminate bombardment of today's missiles.

And the descendants of the Targaryen family are not at their peak, with thousands of giant dragons overwhelming the sky.

Although they could become the overlord of the sky in the era of swords and magic, times have changed. Now is the era of technology and civilization. Those ancient things can no longer dominate this era.

"Unless those so-called 'gods' revive."

As the team marched deeper and deeper, the old professor secretly thought in his heart that his eyes fell on a broken half of the wall, and there were some murals carved on this half of the wall.

"What is painted on this mural? Professor."

A student from the Department of Archeology asked the right question at this time.

In this half of the mural, you can see the magnificent Tiangong and neatly arranged people in different clothes. Some of them are holding hammers, some are stained with blood, and some are holding thick books, standing tall and tall.

Next to the stone pillar of Yun, they both faced forward. There was a figure sitting on the throne of the Heavenly Palace, but unfortunately there was only half of the statue. The face could not be seen clearly, and the identity of the person sitting on it was not known.

"Gods."

The old professor said without thinking.

"This is a picture of the gods."

"The gods that people believed in during the ancient empire."

"They worship the Targaryen ancestors, as well as many ordinary people of great significance and outstanding achievements."

The ancient Valyrian Empire did not have the so-called symbols of 'gods' in later generations' consciousness, but living human beings.

According to some historical records that exist today, some of the 'gods' they worshiped, large and small, can actually have their prototypes found in history.

Including the top gods in the ancient Valyrian pantheon, the King of the Gods, the three Queens, the Sun God and the Moon God, as well as the Earth God, the so-called human god, etc.

They were actually the earliest members of the Targaryen royal family with outstanding merits in history.

In later generations, there are not so many royal members who have become gods. Even if they proclaim themselves gods, they are generally not recognized by the people. They will be forgotten by people within a few years after their death and receive little incense.

"Old Valyrian people believe in people more."

"Rather than a 'god' who is born to rule over people."

The old professor said something meaningful, which made everyone present slightly startled and fell into a short silence. They didn't know what everyone was thinking at this moment, including those at the back of the team.

'Moon Spirit'.

"And this... seems to be a queen?"

"Is this the coronation picture of the Queen of Heaven?"

At this moment, it was the old professor himself who broke the silence here and spoke.

Wow.

He stepped on the gravel with his feet and came closer. He turned on the flashlight and squinted at the mural on the wall.

Although the upper body of the figure sitting on the throne of the Heavenly Palace can no longer be seen, fortunately, the lower body can still be seen. The old professor did not pay attention just now because the perspective of the mural is relatively far away, but when he got closer, he found that the mural

The lower body seems to be wearing a skirt.

Is this a woman?

Happy New Year, friends

(End of chapter)


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