Chapter five hundred and nineteenth treasure house
Just as the sun was rising and Chen Xing was lying on the treetops, his eyes closed and resting, a glimmer of white as sand came from the plane.
It seemed to have weakened ten times the sunlight, but it could already be seen, and it was no longer thick and dark with no fingers.
This is a sign that space tends to be fusion and stability. The external sunlight can already shine through holes like honeycombs on the space barrier. Similarly, air will also begin to exchange. However, in the early stages, the holes in the space barrier are not dense enough.
, not many can pass.
As the degree of fusion deepens, the transmittance can reach up to 70% of the outside. Judging from the current light, the transmittance should be around 20%, so lighting still depends on other light sources.
The white light shone on the plain, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of silver sand.
At the end of the plain, in the canyon between two peaks, a fortress stands majestic.
At this time, three huge incandescent beams shot out from the top of the fortress, sweeping back and forth between the peaks, canyons and plains.
There are more small beams of light outside the fortress, intertwining the sky, just like the scene of an open-air concert.
Several incandescent headlights were lit on the wall of the fortress, illuminating the surroundings as daytime. Fully armed soldiers patrolled and guarded the city walls, with great vigilance.
The roar of the generator came from the city wall, and the noisy sound tore the silent world. The pungent smell of fuel came to the nose, as if declaring that the owner had been replaced here.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
In the lobby of the fortress, there was a bright light, and a huge shadow was dragging on the ground. The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was mixed with the friction of mechanical gears.
Looking up, it was a giant puppet more than ten meters tall. It was wrapped in a rotten bandage, and the broken areas showed a brass shell or a rotating mechanical gear.
Just like the head of the iron can, there are two red eyes, which retract and twist like a camera as the head rotates.
This is a mechanical spirit, a kind of creation spirit. Compared with the magic spirit driven by magic, the mechanical spirit power of steam and mechanical power is more powerful.
On the arm of the giant puppet, there was a middle-aged nobleman in gorgeous clothes. He had a majestic face and was serious.
At this time, the middle-aged nobleman looked ahead and looked at the golden gate in the middle of the hall.
The door frame is inlaid with gems of seven colors, which is filled with brilliance under the light.
"Dogamaso!"
With the orders of the middle-aged nobles, the giant puppet walked to the front of the gate step by step, first put down the master, then twisted his waist, swung his fists, and his eyes were red. At the same time, the engine on his back began to operate at high power, sending out similar
The steam train grunts.
The huge body rotated, faster and faster, and then punched out with a punch.
"Dong!"
The mechanical fist hit the golden gate, but it seemed like there was an invisible force. The fist stopped a millimeter away from the door. It could no longer enter in an inch, and a piece of paper could be inserted into the gap.
"Sir Viscount, this door is very strong. We used a lot of explosives to blow it up." said a young mercenary who looked like an adjutant, and then added, "We cannot destroy it, including the surrounding walls."
"Well..." the middle-aged nobleman nodded, "Maybe there is some kind of automatic running rune circuit engraved behind this door, and the long years have not exhausted its power core."
"If I remember correctly, several mythological worlds have discovered similar golden doors before, but no one can open them." The middle-aged nobleman gave up easily, "It seems that he can only find the key."
His subtext is that they should not waste time if others can’t solve problems for so long.
"Sir Viscount, have we been waiting here all the time?" asked the young adjutant.
"Count Brooke and his friends found clues about the golden key and another fake weapon. We must stay here to ensure that no one takes advantage of the situation."
"Yes, Lord Viscount."
The middle-aged nobleman clenched his fist with white gloves, "This time, our Steam Alliance will definitely win a great victory!"
Time flies very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it is the next night.
Chen Xing slept on the tree for a day and entered the goddess world again at night.
The Goblin torches illuminated the surroundings, which were a low ruin of houses, with adobe brick walls, rarely more than two floors.
Chen Xing asked the goblin to search and found nothing except the dry bones that turned into ashes and some earthenware pots.
The rooms here are generally dark and small, with only simple doors and windows. Just a hole is opened in the wall and it is done. It seems that living here is a slave laborer of the original species.
The goddess warriors certainly would not live in such a messy place. They all live in tall temples and live a clean and tidy collective life.
After walking in the ruins for more than forty minutes, Chen Xing saw a temple.
It is very similar to the temple I saw before, but it is relatively complete, and the stone wall outside has not collapsed.
However, the goblin who was exploring accidentally encountered it and immediately collapsed in large areas, suppressing several of them, killing them.
The tall hall was illuminated by fire, with a roof of nearly a hundred meters. The bat knight flew up and the torch illuminated the reliefs on the stone wall.
The relief portraits are vaguely visible. After understanding the relevant history, you can see that it is depicting the fallen life of the Great Emperor Sharafi in the wine pond and meat forest.
The blurred emperor sat in the middle, with white flesh on both sides standing across. In front of the throne was a large pool, and the woman holding the barrel was pouring the wine into the pool. Another relief next to it was a variety of punishments in the palace.
Bloody and cruel, shocking.
The eyes left the relief and returned to the hall. Two rows of long stone tables ran through the entire hall. On the stone table were metal utensils, cups and plates.
Seeing these tableware, Chen Xing suddenly thought, these goddess warriors don’t work or work, what do they usually eat?
He quickly found the answer to this question.
It was an inconspicuous dining cabinet, simple and honest, placed in the corner. But when you open the wooden cabinet door, you can see fresh fruits, bread and milk inside. Take it out and open it again after a while.
The things are full again. Although the types are a bit monotonous and there is no meat, it is okay to eat enough and eat healthy.
I didn't expect that I could find an infinite type of fake device here.
Chen Xing was overjoyed and activated the technique of tempering spirits and printed a palm on the dining cabinet.
"Bang!"
The dining cabinet cracked and turned into a pile of wood chips.
In the spiritual sea, a dining cabinet slowly fell down. Finally, it landed on the open space of the island. The goblins surrounded it and groped for a while. They found food inside. They immediately dumped the cabinet. The food was scattered all over the ground and rushed forward to compete.
Grab it and stuff it into your mouth.
The total amount of food is not large, and it will be replenished every once in a while. Only a small number of goblins grab the food. After they have enough wine and meals, they make bold roars, tear off their rags, revealing blocks.
muscles.
The Goblin Warriors are stronger and braver than ordinary Goblin warriors, but they are only "more".
Chen Xing was in a good mood after accidentally harvesting a new army. He sent Goblins to search around the temple, but found nothing valuable.
There should be more than one such food cabinet, and there may be one in other temples. Chen Xing then left and headed to the next place.
"Bang bang!"
When passing through the ruins, gunshots suddenly sounded, and Chen Xing sensed that the goblins who were exploring the way in front were beaten to death.
With a thought, more goblins surged out of the field and searched in the direction of gunfire.
"Wugaga! Wugagaga!"
After a while, the goblins made excited screams. In the goblin language, Wugaga means "good-looking female".
Two panicked faces were reflected in the fire. The two female mercenaries were surrounded by goblins, and their bodies could not help but tremble in despair.
After seeing Chen Xing, the two women obviously relaxed. Humans could still communicate, but if they were mutated creatures, they would be finished.
"You have hurt my imperial spirit." Chen Xing said.
"Sorry, sir, we don't know it's your subordinates." said the stronger-looking mercenary.
"Sir, we are willing to pay the price..." The weaker mercenary unbuttoned the collar and wanted to show his value. The strong mercenary immediately glared and cursed, "Stop, don't you want it."
Face stuff!”
Many of the female mercenaries have lace edges, and it is estimated that these two are a pair. The strong one is "T", and the slightly weak one is "P" or "H".
According to different sexual orientations, lace edges can be roughly divided into three types, namely T, P, and H.
T is pure attack, H is pure receiver, P is between the two, and can attack or accept. According to Chen Xing's cognition, Aliya is a typical P, which can attack or accept the attack or retreat.
"Don't be nervous, I just need you to answer some questions." Chen Xing said.
The two female mercenaries were relieved, and at this time the Goblin also made way, most of them returning to the realm, leaving only a few holding torches to light up.
"Sir, ask, we will definitely cooperate well." said the strong mercenary.
"Very good." Chen Xing nodded, and then asked them about the known situation.
From them, Chen Xing learned that they are currently on the edge of the city. There is a huge fortress twenty kilometers north of the city, but the fortress is now controlled by the people of the "Steam Alliance".
The Steam Alliance is a transnational organization, mainly composed of some powerful sanctuary powerhouses who use mechanical spirits. They have no compulsory binding power on members and are equivalent to the nature of a club.
The initiator of this exploration operation was Brooke, the Earl of Iron Fist, and several other powerful people from the Steam Alliance have also arrived.
Other organizations have also sent people, but they are not as high-profile as this Steam Alliance.
After asking, Chen Xing let the two go. He is not a person who bullies the weak. As long as the other party has not offended him, he will not make things difficult for others.
Then, Chen Xing walked towards the fortress outside the city. According to Baishui's information, the treasure house was in the fortress. Although he did not want to provoke a dispute on his own initiative, he would not get a tiger's son without entering the tiger's den. If he wanted to make a profit, he had to use his fist.
Chapter completed!