I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 146 The tyrant holds his head high, and the liquidation is imminent

In the stone temple, after someone walked in, the fires on both sides immediately burned vigorously.

It seems to be like magic, just when someone appears and sets foot on this land that has not been visited by anyone for a long time, the light that symbolizes the "flame" is ignited, and the torches on both sides burn like brilliant red flowers in full bloom.

All of a sudden, the entire stone room was brightly illuminated, like a bright road to the audience.

In the distance, smoke can be seen faintly, as if something is quietly opening in the darkness, slowly opening for those who can log in to this door.

The man in stockings swallowed suddenly.

He glanced at his colleagues behind him, especially Nightingale, and Bering beside Nightingale.

He noticed that even though he wanted to offer roses to his loved one with an almost suicidal state of mind, his beloved still just looked at another man with longing in his eyes.

And that man just looked at the corridor in the distance indifferently, as if he had no expectations for that look.

In this way, in the stone room, an inexplicable triangular composition is presented.

The man in stockings felt a little hurt.

In the end, he could only smash his expectations and jealousy into his stomach.

Then headed towards the interior of the tunnel without looking back.

Soon, within a few seconds of his footsteps stopping.

The stone arrows shot out from all directions suddenly passed by his side, and pierced hard on the opposite wall amidst the sharp buzzing sound, leaving a deep imprint!

There was a person next to him who didn't pay attention, and was accidentally pierced by a stone arrow with great force, and was brought straight to the wall next to him, and he lost his life in an instant!
Seeing his colleague being killed by the trap so easily, the man in stockings felt his heart skip a beat!
This is... really terrible!

And just as he was thinking this way, that annoying male voice came from behind: "The arrow of the stone symbolizes a blow to the king's throne on the battlefield."

Nightingale next to him echoed, "I see, that means the traps here correspond to myths and legends?"

The man didn't respond to him, which seemed disrespectful to the goddess in the eyes of the man in stockings.

He just looked at the flickering lights in the distance, and said lightly: "Go ahead, and at the same time, be vigilant."

With such an order, and Nightingale's stern gaze behind him, the man in stockings had no choice but to move forward no matter how much he didn't want to move.

Soon, I don't know who destroyed a certain mechanism again.

In a very short period of time, poisonous snakes that did not know how long they lived suddenly shot out from both sides, directly wrapped around the faces of the people on both sides, and when those people were desperately grabbing with their hands, they bit their arms fiercely superior!

After two screams, two more people remained on this land forever.

Seeing these seemingly inexperienced Jianing staff, even Bai Ling was a little surprised: "Are you... so careless?"

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be that after encountering a trap once, you will be more vigilant the second time?

Why did your death toll double?
This is the professional level?
After being told by Bering, Nightingale's face was somewhat troubled.

But there is no way.

It can only be said that in order to gather people, she had to call all the people from Jianing nearby as soon as possible.

And the result is that at present, except for a small number of masters, the rest of the people here are either not up to the standard of experience or lack of ability.It can't be compared with a man in stockings, let alone a top talent like Nightingale.

But these words are definitely impossible to say to the boss.

Therefore, Nightingale had no choice but to take a few steps forward and whispered a few words in those people's ears again.

It can be clearly seen that these few words are probably heavy.

After hearing Nightingale's words, those people in Jianing suddenly had an expression that could be called "despair".

They glanced at the corridor in front of them, and then at the ferocious Nightingale behind them. After struggling for a while, they finally had to bite the bullet and move on.

This time, their vigilance was much higher than before.

Even though traps such as "giant bird attack", "spear piercing through the body", and "giant hammer falling" appeared next, they only sacrificed five or six people.

After going through the ten traps, there are less than ten people left until now.

The man in stockings also survived, but his life was somewhat humiliating.

Just before, there was a giant steel bird ejected from a distance, hitting his lower body directly, causing his whole body to suffer a sudden pain, and he lay down on the ground in an instant without knowing it.

When he recovered, he was already ashamed, and his movements of getting up were somewhat distorted.

After the tenth trap was over, they finally approached the gate of the stone chamber.

Behind that gate is where the "wind" is.

Looking at the tall and majestic stone gate in front of him, and the portrait of a monkey engraved on the stone gate, Bering sighed softly.

"The son of Fengshen guarding here," he said softly, "even though he is a god from a foreign land, no matter what, he will surely perish today."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the two depressions on the stone door.

It was obviously an extremely thick stone door, but under his movements, it was pushed away little by little.

Accompanied by the dull sound of "squeak, squeak, squeak", the ancient relics that have been dust-sealed for thousands of years, re-revealed the inner mysteries on this land.

When the door was pushed open, the first thing that shot through was dust like fireworks.

The dust scattered in the sky one after another, making it difficult for people's eyes to see clearly.

After all the dust fell, Bering and the others could see everything inside the stone gate.

Obviously, this is an existence similar to an "ancestral hall".

However, although it is such an ancestral hall, the gods it enshrines are somewhat shabby and simple.

Among them are gods with powerful shapes and seemingly unusually many arms.The style of this deity seems to come from a certain peninsula, with Buddha nature and demon nature, with thousands of eyes half-opened, surrounded by thunder and sudden wind, compassion and fierceness are all contained in it.

And under this god, there is a rather ferocious monkey.

This monkey showed a posture of jumping forward, as if it was grabbing something, and its paws tightly held a round thing.The hair on the body stands up, even if it is a statue carved from stone, it is still lifelike.

Looking at this statue, Bering said thoughtfully: "This is 'wind'."

He took a step forward, brushed the arm of the giant monkey with his finger, and said softly: "The son of the wind god, the obedient monkey, the defender who holds the order to kill the demon snake, the partner and protector of King Rama——ha Numan."

Hanuman?
Looking at this extremely ugly monkey, Nightingale fell silent.

Is this the "wind" they are looking for?
Glancing at Nightingale behind him, Bering chuckled, "You may think that this monkey is where the 'wind' is?"

"No, not really."

His hand moved down gradually, from the arm of the monkey statue all the way to the paw, and with five fingers together, he stretched out his hand suddenly towards the center of the monkey's paw.

Under this kind of dragging, in the next second, a chubby object fell directly from the monkey's palm and fell into Bering's hands!
Seeing the chubby thing in front of him, Bering showed a happy smile.

"That's right, this is the 'wind'!" He said with a smile, "The man who conquered the Three Realms, the Lord of Lenga, the cruel and wise king, the greedy and trustworthy maniac, the old enemy of King Rama, the lord of Shiva Fanatics..."

"King Rakshasa, Ravana!"

Accompanied by Bering's words.

The wind suddenly blows up from nowhere!
The boundless wind roared and smashed through the stone gate, rammed through the narrow corridor, pierced through the huge stone chamber with unstoppable valor, all the way up, jumped up from the dilapidated and desolate temple, and flew straight into the air!
The violent wind gathered, and the arrogant wind pressure wantonly oppressed everything around.No matter if it is a decayed ancient tree or a tyrannical boulder, under the strong pressure of this gust of wind, they can't help but roll towards the center, as if they are courtiers who are intimidated by the tyrant's rule in all directions. Kneel and kowtow three times in the center, and worship the King who conquered the Three Realms in a posture of submission!
This is the "wind", the "wind" of greed and power, echoing between the heaven and the earth, reflecting the setting sun!
His hair was blown wildly by the strong wind, amidst the sound of the wind, Bering smiled and said, "Look, Ravana, look at the world after your death."

"Although you claim to be the king of the Three Realms, you are nothing more than Rama's defeated opponent, a withered flower drowning in the soil, and a decayed leaf that will be trampled by the scattered leaves."

"You are a loser, a villain restrained by your own desires, and a villain in the epic. You claim to be a hero, but you lead to the destruction of the kingdom and the overthrow of the earth. Rakshasa becomes history, and a new hero stands on the earth superior."

"How sad."

The voice fell.

After three seconds.

As if to echo Bering's words.

The round thing between his palms suddenly cracked several holes.

That is a person's facial features, and above the facial features, there are deeply sunken gem marks!
The tyrant who is both cruel and wise, after listening to the arrogant words from the later generations, opened his eyes from decay and decadence, and focused his eyes on this ancient era and land!
He looked at the gust of wind in the distance, his lips moved.

Soon, his voice grew louder.

Obviously it's just a head, but his voice is as loud as ten thousand bells ring!

Among the shouts of resentment, jealousy, and greed, only two words echoed in the minds of Bering and others.

That voice was the name of the tyrant's old enemy, a lineage of enemies that the Rakshasa King would never abandon no matter what.

that name is...

"Rama!!!"

The gust of wind whizzed past, and under the voice of the mad king, it suddenly expanded to the entire Yanxia Mountain!

Seeing the head of Ravana who opened his eyes, Bering narrowed his eyes with a thoughtful expression on his face.

'The Hermetic Mark...'

He thought to himself: 'Sure enough, Hermes, there is something strange. '
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at the same time.

Qi Guang glanced at the strong wind blowing suddenly in the distance, his expression paused slightly.

He glanced at the communicator switch that had been completely crushed by himself, and sighed.

Then he picked up the phone, and after a short silence and hesitation, he pressed the phone number that he had already said silently several times.

After a long wait, the other side answered the phone.

As the familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, a smile gradually appeared on Qi Guang's face.

"Mom, it's me, Qi Guang."

Holding the phone receiver, Qi Guang said with a smile, "How am I? Of course I'm fine."

"I kept saying I would call you guys before, but aren't you too busy? Hey, when I first joined the company, I could call you twice a month, but now I really can't..."

"Go back? I guess it's not possible to go back for the time being. However, if I have time in the future, I will try to video with you as much as possible. You can go to the one next door and let them teach you a lesson. Teach you video."

"I'm in good health, among other things, I'm still running as fast as before! When you were young, you said I was going to be an athlete, and now my job is similar to that of an athlete. I have to chase people every day! Haha, police That’s right, now I’m still exercising every day, and my body is much better than before.”

"Well, my side is also very good. I met a friend recently. Although he is a bit annoying, he usually helps me a lot with work, so I can get along with him even if I pinch my nose. Haha, let him get to know you when I have a chance in the future."

"Wait a minute, I won't talk if I have something to do here. By the way, I heard that there will be a drill in our house recently. If you hear something, don't pay too much attention to it. It's okay, your son is an insider , I understand it very well, it’s just a new type of weapon to try, it’s not a big deal.”

"In short, let's do this first, and we will talk later when we have a chance. Anyway, you should try to go out as little as possible these two days, rest more, and pay more attention to your health."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Guang threw away the mobile phone in his hand, then directly pressed the handle of the wheelchair next to him, and cursed: "Hey, I have to say that guy is a friend, am I out of my mind?"

Sighing, Qi Guang took out a personal communicator.

After dialing the communicator, Qi Guang's face gradually became serious.

"It's me," he said, "to start the action plan."

After saying this, Qi Guang hung up the communicator and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Glancing at the howling wind in the distance, Qi Guang lightly tapped the handle of the wheelchair with his fingers, humming an out-of-tune song, and at the same time composing the words he came up with.

Amidst the rambunctious tone of voice, looking at the colorless screen of light rising in the distance, the smile on Qi Guang's face was unpredictable.

　Push Book, "My Artist Neighbor"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)