It's obviously less than a thousand meters high, but that's outrageous.

If it weren't for their improved physical fitness, they would never have been able to climb up before.

"Plop!!"

As soon as they reached the top, the two of them knelt down.

The two of them didn't dare to raise their heads at all, they could only support the ground with their hands, and their foreheads were covered with sweat.

Not tired, but scared!

An aura as heavy as Mount Tai, as vast as the sky, and as unbearable as the scorching sun swept over.

How could two security guards, who were only slightly braver than ordinary people, not tremble in fear?

After a long time, until the majestic aura gradually disappeared, I dared to carefully raise my head and look around.

"call----"

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone hanging in their hearts fell to the ground.

Helping each other, they reluctantly stood up and began to observe carefully.

When you are under the altar, the top seems to be a small circle, but it is not.

In fact, it's quite large, at least a kilometer range.

Mysterious symbols were carved all around, and even phantoms flashed in the air from time to time.

Planets, flames, thunder, natural disasters, all kinds.

I don't know what it represents.

There is an altar in the middle, with a broken incense burner and the ashes of sacrifices placed on it.

In front of the altar is a futon with a piece of yellow paper on it.

The older man stepped forward and picked it up without hesitation.

If you die, there is nothing to be afraid of.

How long can a person of this age live?

Why not give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle?

On the yellow paper, I don't know whether it was written with cinnabar, blood, or some kind of pigment, covering the entire paper.

What's more surprising is that even though I can't understand these words, I can understand what they mean.

Overall, this is indeed an altar.

The one you are offering sacrifices to is God. Take your tribute and be loyal to God.

And God will reward you as appropriate.

Those who are dishonest will be punished by thunder from heaven.

The prizes may be precious medicines, weapons, cultivation methods, or even magical powers, to name a few.

There is only one thing that makes people look hot.

Priesthood!!

A position belonging to God.

The young man behind the older man looked at him with eyes twitching.

Mudd, isn't this a trick used by a certain Penguin company?

The final prize is super big, but if you want to win it, you’ll get krypton gold!

But here, "money" is transformed into a sacrifice.

Thinking with your toes, you know that sacrifices are definitely more precious than money.

Penguin Company, wouldn’t it have discovered a similar altar in the early years?

After many sacrifices by the boss to no avail, he angrily founded the company and stole the wallets of countless elementary school students to retaliate against society.

"Oh, it's a pity. Brother, we don't have any sacrifices."

The young man's face was full of frustration, he had known this.

When you come, bring some fruits and vegetables, pig heads, lamb legs, etc.

No matter how bad it is, if you just give me some precious medicine, I'm afraid you can become rich overnight.

Suddenly, even if the scavengers came, they had nothing to say.

What else do you want to seize upon citizens’ property?

"No, actually we do. And it's very precious, at least to me."

The older man turned his head and smiled at him, his smile full of meaning.

For some reason, the young man always felt that his partner's smile was a bit catchy, like something from a horror movie.

In the Scavenger Headquarters Building in the Magic City, the observation department detected an energy burst, which was a bit more violent than previous tides.

The only difference between the two is that one is global and the other is regional.

The report was immediately delivered to Roger's desktop.

The picture transmitted through the special equipment is a dark altar filled with ancient atmosphere. Even if it is a photo, the majesty as heavy as a mountain can be seen with the naked eye.

"Send people immediately to block it! Set up a cordon, beat the weak ones and throw them out, and order them not to get close. If you can't stop them, don't waste your lives. Let the strong ones in."

Weak ones are of no use and are prone to death, consuming their vitality. Who knows if those who die will become Minister of Scavengers in the future?

As for the strong, there is no point in stopping them. If you can't stop them and just don't let them enter, there will definitely be bloodshed. By then, the loss of a few scavengers will outweigh the gain.

Why don't we let them in to explore the road, and if they get any benefits, they can interrogate them. If they can buy it, pay for it! If they can't buy it, special move!! Don't you want to sell our face?

Okay, as long as you have the strength of the Great Demon King, we scavengers will suffer the loss of being dumb.

Not only did they not pursue the matter, they even stepped on half the table to support you, celebrating the birth of another golden thigh.

Don't underestimate the power of the country. If you use reason and emotion, there is no fortress that cannot be conquered.

If he didn't have the strength to ignore the power of the country, he would still resist, injure, or even kill the scavenger team members before absconding.

Brother, you are in trouble!

Find out about the Protector Force? Find out about the National Wanted? Find out about the border blockade? Find out about the Energy Research Laboratory?

There is always one you like.

Roger swore that he was not fishing for law enforcement, nor did he learn it from someone named Brother Leg.

A report about the mysterious altar that appeared in Binjiang was also placed on He Xiaotian's desk.

As the big boss behind the scenes in Magic City and Roger's "father", he still has some power.

"Interesting, someone has already gone up? People nowadays are really brave."

"Put me down, I know what that thing is."

The nine-headed bird hanging on the dragon's ribs immediately lit up when it saw this.

"Oh? It's not surprising. You know a lot of things as an old antique, so that's what you should do. Tell me, what is this?" He Xiaotian asked lazily with his legs on the table.

"Strictly speaking, this thing is used to reward dog slaves." Nine-Headed Bird stared at the table. On the circular altar, an older man whose face could not be seen clearly used his arms to strangle another young man.
Chapter completed!