My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

Chapter 236 235. The Burial Place of the Gods ([-])

(I didn’t update or ask for leave yesterday because I fell asleep and the sky was dark, and it was the second day when I opened my eyes)
"In this sense, if the Dragon Clan likes a person or a certain city, then it can actually be excluded from the list of being destroyed?" Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that it sounded like the Dragon Clan was a wayward child. Understand Norton Samson and even Ye Mengjia. It's not that those dragons are special cases in the dragon family, but few people can become special to them. If you can get the heart of the dragon, maybe you can get the dragon itself.

... This sounds like the concept of love in a short story!It turns out that the creature that has been entangled with humans for thousands of years is actually such a arrogant thing?I always feel that the shape of the dragon family should be a beautiful girl with blond hair, double ponytails and big drills!It’s why I don’t like you when I say hum, and then secretly expect you to hold her hand with my eyes!

The Trieste cruised above the ancient city, constantly taking pictures, and Chu Zihang made quick sketches in his sketchbook, trying to describe the main structure of the entire city. This is the first time that humans have discovered such a complete dragon relic. They must bring back enough research materials, which are likely to decipher the group life and real habits of the ancient dragon race.

"The city spreads out from the center of the central square, and the four main roads are the four main roads, which indicate that the city was built on the ground before sinking into the water." Chu Zihang said, "The huge square It shows that the dragon people often have grand religious activities."

"Why did the Dragon Clan build such a tall tower?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Dragon people are used to recording wars on pillar-shaped things, because their dragon shape is very tall, and these things stand in the open air. When the battle is won, the glory is recorded, and when the battle is defeated, the hatred is recorded." Caesar said, "Remember the ice Sea Copper Pillar? When we discovered those fragments, they were only the size of a book page, but according to Norma’s restoration results, the thing was originally thousands of meters high, and it could directly protrude from the seabed of the Greenland Sea and point to the sky. , like the Tower of Babel that can reach the sky. It is impossible for ancient humans to have that kind of technology, only the alchemy of the dragon clan can do it."

The Trieste passed by the sides of the towers, and at such a close distance, it was discovered that the sides of the towers were not completely smooth. The weird hieroglyphs used unimaginable carving techniques to form the slopes of the towers, because they were too small , viewing it from a distance looks like a whole.

The surface of the tower has a metallic texture. Although small rust-like shellfish and sediment cover most of the surface, there are still some places that are as bright as a mirror, so the tower body is strongly reflective, if it is not It acts as a road sign , Across a ridge, the Trieste will not find this city, and will still be wandering around the magma river over there at this moment.

"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 on the history of the Dragon Clan. Activate the sulfur bomb when the filming progress is over. We can't waste too much time. The place gives me a weird feeling, the city that I don’t know how many years ago is still well preserved, it feels like some kind of ghost haunting the depths of the sea.” Yuan Zhisheng looked at the data that was continuously transmitted back on the display Report.

"People with dragon blood actually believe in gods and ghosts?" Caesar was amused. He was a person who was never afraid of anything, and thought that anything in this world was worth his challenge.For example, Caesar once heard the rumor that the soldier on the Internet had to live with a dead body on the first day of his career, so he really went to sleep in the morgue of the hospital affiliated to Gattuso’s family for one night, feeling nothing else. It's just that the quilt is thin and a bit cold.

"It's awe." Yuan Zhisheng corrected, "Japanese people believe that mountains have spirits in mountains, waters have spirits in water, and everything has spirits. If you do something too extreme, there will always be something you can see, and villains will not be able to escape after all. justice of the law."

"Well, I agree with that too. If people make mistakes and get away with it, then who will believe in the glory of God?"

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

"So much clutter?" Caesar frowned at the hundreds of faintly bright rippling dots on the screen, "Regular sound waves can be found in every direction."

"It doesn't mean that you are surrounded by dragon embryos in all directions, right?" Lu Mingfei felt terrified when he thought about it.

"If dragons can be mass-produced with this amount of life, then we should have put down our weapons and surrendered long ago. The speed at which you kill dragons can't keep up with the speed of dragons' production. No one can stop them from dominating the world."

Caesar had to close his eyes, and the invisible weasel domain was released over the hull of the Trieste into the sea.

A group of weasels circled and danced in the sea, and Caesar was pleasantly surprised to find that the domain of Lingling had expanded to an unprecedented level, even much higher than that of the Kuimen Reservoir. He could hear the sound of undercurrents, the sound of magma blasting and vaporizing, and the ancient The silent bells are those chains and black bells hanging on ancient buildings. They can still make sounds in sea water, but they will be low-frequency beyond the normal hearing range of humans. Only after using the weasel can Caesar be favored.

The music composed of thousands of bells is like a grand hymn. It is hard to imagine that the ancient dragons 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 it becomes a magnificent hymn no less than the marching song.

Caesar was immersed in this music belonging to the Dragon Clan. This may be the first time humans know that the Dragon Clan will also have a complete music, as if the whole world is playing for him alone, which is more fascinating than the cheers of the crowd.

His face suddenly changed, and he heard a regular dissonance in this wave of sound, which caused flaws in the performance, followed by hundreds of jumps, which followed the biggest The dissonant sounds danced together, and the mysterious rhythm tore the performance of the bells. These sounds are full of discipline but without aesthetic feeling, just like the village tyrant ducks who deliberately broke in to cause damage, quacking.

"Caesar?" Chu Zihang noticed something strange in Caesar's face.

"Unfortunately, we were right." Caesar turned his head and looked into Chu Zihang's eyes. "What we found was not a certain dragon, but a dragon's lair."

The whole city shook violently, the sediment on the surface of the building was shaken off layer by layer, and the bells frantically slammed out a headache-shattering rhythm, so that Caesar had to put away the domain of the weasel, Trias Huge red dots lit up one after another on the sonar screen of the trumpet, each representing a heartbeat, and hundreds if not thousands of things were waking up, as if the things within had heard Caesar's whispers, to prove to him that they Having reached the realm of the gods, the city is slowly revealing its original form.

Lu Mingfei sucked in a breath of air. She witnessed the city that had been dead for many years waking up and opening its bloody mouth. She and Yuan Zhisheng could also see the Trieste on the screen. The situation, the equipment department misjudged the information, the huge heartbeat that can penetrate the sea is not a specific creature, but the heartbeat of countless dragon embryos that maintain the same heartbeat in the [-]-meter-deep seabed.

"Should I call you a monster, or a Gundam?" Caesar said, looking at the things in front of him.

It has been 20 years since the Lenin sank to the bottom of the sea. In the past 20 years, it has been buried by countless dust, dead seaweed and various sediments. Just like those ancient cities, it is impossible to see where it is.

But now there is no need to look for it anymore. The Lenin "stands up" in front of the searchlight of the Trieste. This 134-meter steel giant is covered with dark red sarcoma, and the blood-colored flesh is accompanied by sea water. Every time it stirs, a large swath of red mist is sprayed out. Tentacle-like things hundreds of meters long are like octopuses entangled with the Lenin. Each tentacle has sharp jagged cuts and similar muscles The mouthparts of the organization, these tentacles were inserted into the steel and iron bones of the Lenin, and the blood-colored meridians seemed to grow from these metals, covering every part of the ship.

The Lenin was visible to the naked eye, and the middle section of the ship was torn in two by some kind of violent explosion below the waterline. It looked like a first-time executioner who failed to cut off the prisoner's head at once, and the tissues connected in the middle were bloody and terrifying.

It is these overflowing blood vessels that form the sarcoma and tentacles, and it is they that lifted the Lenin out of the ruins and stood upright in front of the Trieste at a nearly vertical angle. In front of this kind of thing, it is as small as a small toy model, and a large number of sarcoma groups support it on the lower body of the Lenin. It is conceivable how powerful those blood vessels and sarcoids are, which can push a [-]-ton giant to life under the huge pressure in the deep sea. Standing up, those flesh and blood turned the Lenin into a living walking dead, and the black blood squirmed and dragged the Lenin on the seabed. The loud sound was like the footsteps of giants. Although it was pitifully slow, it was indeed moving. stand up.

But the Lenin can't go far, the dirty and twisted flesh binds it, making it a part of the ancient city, drawing its blood and offering it to the whole city.This scene looks like some kind of bloody ritual, just like the black magic in medieval legends, twisted, unimaginable creations are combined in a weird way, and the dragon blood flowing out of the Lenin is forced to irrigate this city. In the ancient city, what really needs to wake up is not the Lenin, but something deeper in the ancient city.

What needs to be sacrificed with the blood of an ancient dragon?The ones bred by dragon's blood may only be more terrifying devils than dragons!

"Is this showing off to us? Is this embryo alive and able to think?" Caesar was also stunned. He was not afraid of such a thing, but thought of the puppet show they were about to destroy. It seemed that he was manipulating the Lenin, and his actions just now looked like he was planning to smash the Trieste to death with such a heavy object, but a certain resistance force canceled out this idea.

"No, it's not attacking, it's wrestling!" Chu Zihang pointed to the porthole and said loudly, "Look at the bubbles around those blood vessels! The Lenin wanted to escape from this place, but those blood vessels were pulling it back, they wouldn't allow it The Lenin leaves the city!"

Caesar looked at it for a while, and he had to admit that Chu Zihang was probably right, because new granulation sprouted from the broken buildings in the ancient city, piercing into the deck or hull of the Lenin to strengthen its control At first, the Lenin was able to get a little closer to the position of the Trieste, but now it can't move forward even a step, and can only be forcibly pulled back to its original dormant place by those angiosarcomas.

"The Lenin... is it asking us for help?" Lu Mingfei whispered.

This scene is really miserable and unbearable. What's even more strange is that the protagonist is not a beautiful girl played by tentacles, but a giant steel ship.But it’s such a thing, Lu Mingfei still feels very uncomfortable looking at it. It seems that there is something in that boat that has resisted the fate of being used as a sacrifice for more than 20 years, but it has failed too many times, so Had to surrender in such a humiliating manner.But when the lights of the Trieste pierced the silence of the deep sea, it was like hope descending into the abyss, and the Lenin broke free briefly with its own will, and sent a distress signal to the Trieste.

"It seems that the cargo on the Lenin was indeed an embryo, and the embryo transformed steel into a part of it." Yuan Zhisheng stared at the big screen, "I think I have found the reason for the sinking of the Lenin. This embryo is used as a sacrifice, dedicated to something buried here long ago, it will only be a devil more terrifying than a tyrannosaur! Caesar! Release the sulfur bomb!"

The bleak cold light pointed directly at Yuan Zhisheng, years of intuition made Yuan Zhisheng retreat violently, but the opponent's target was not himself, but the data cable of his headset.

"There's something wrong with the logistics. Professor Schneider can't be contacted. Don't drop the bomb yet. Wait a minute, boss." Lu Mingfei explained while pressing the headset, and casually cut the communication data cable on the machine into several sections. Throw it to your feet.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at the knife in Lu Mingfei's hand. The knife was very special, and it seemed to be completely transparent. There is no record of what weapon Lu Mingfei used in the data of the headquarters. Just saying she's good at shooting.

(End of this chapter)