Chapter 4 The painting style of the whole world is not normal!

A metal gate about a few dozen meters high stands on the mountain wall, like a huge rock beast like a mountain, with a metal mouth tens of meters high.

This metal mouth has the color of black iron, and countless pieces of black and gray metal are spliced together in an extraordinarily precise process, with a rough but full of technical taste.

There are indecipherable fonts all over the gate, as well as many lines and arrows that seem to lead to different areas.

Looking deeper, you can see a faint light extending into the depths of the mountain, like a mountain-like giant beast with a huge throat that can devour everything.

There are two huge metal gates at the entrance, each with a scarlet tower pattern painted on the door, hideous and eerie.

Han Wei stood in front of the gate and grew his mouth in surprise.

This...... Isn't it a different world with cultivators? Isn't White Star City all buildings made of wood and stone like primitive tribes?

Why did such a sci-fi thing suddenly come out of nowhere?

Han Wei grabbed Mastiff Jing and asked in a confused whisper, "Why is this place like this?"

Mastiff Jing replied in surprise: "What's so strange about this? Isn't this the ancient Heavenly Demon Ruins? Ancient Heavenly Demon Ruins all over the world are like this." โ€

"I've heard that many places have set up cities directly on the ancient Heavenly Demon Ruins, but I don't know why White Star City didn't do it. โ€

He glanced at Han Wei a little strangely: "Our hometown, on the edge of Yuncang Lake, the one we often run to play is also a Heavenly Demon Ruin, but the scale is much smaller than this." โ€

Han Wei was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that he had made a mistake that traversers were prone to makeโ€”preconceived.

What you think is incredible and incomprehensible is probably one of the most common common sense in this world.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "I mean, the most sacred place of the entire clan like the Ancestral Land is actually located on an ancient Heavenly Demon Ruins, which makes me feel very surprised. โ€

cough, the most important skill in breaking into the other world is actually acting, do you dare to believe it?

As he spoke, he hurriedly searched his mind for memories of the ancients, heavenly demons, and relics.

It turns out that this knowledge is still one of the compulsory courses for young people on this planet - the kind that must be tested in exams.

Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Demons invaded the earth, and Nuwa God led the twelve demon gods to defeat the Heavenly Demons, sealing the great passage when the Heavenly Demons invaded, and the world restored peace.

Ancient Heavenly Demons left many relics around the world, so people in many places in later generations chose to establish gathering places on the Heavenly Demon Ruins, and even some huge Heavenly Demon Ruins were directly used by them as cities.

This is sleeping on a detonator......

This kind of ancient ruin, which can survive for 3,000 years and still has energy, may not be as dangerous as it is.

It is absolutely possible to pop out a few little monsters that spit fire from it at any time, and they dare to build a city on it?

Should I say that the hearts of people in the other world are too big......

Mastiff Jing didn't hear Han Wei's strange appearance, and replied with a normal expression: "What's strange about that, isn't it all like this? These Heavenly Demon Relics have been running for thousands of years, and they have been running very stably. There will be no danger anyway, and it is not surprising that the ancestral land is set on it. โ€

The black-faced young man shrugged his shoulders: "Moreover, not only our clan, but also the ancestral lands of several tribes are doing this, and no one knows the specific reason." โ€

Mastiff Jing paused, and his dark face showed a thoughtful look: "However, I heard many old people in the clan say that it was because after the twelve demon gods sealed the great passage, when they were about to fall into eternal sleep, Nuwa God was able to retain their bloodlines with the help of the things in the ancient heavenly demon ruins. โ€

"Therefore, only the twelve tribes of our Nuwa human race can obtain bloodline inheritance in the future generations, and only then can we have cultivators. โ€

Relying on the technology of the ancient heavenly demons, can future generations obtain bloodline inheritance......

In Han Wei's mind, a very terrifying picture appeared - in a huge laboratory like Resident Evil, there was a huge monster soaked in a large jar, and many scientists in white coats took out tubes of blood from the monster's body, and then injected it into the body of Han Wei and others......

Han Wei shuddered in fright.

Painting, painting style, suddenly it was terrifying......

Just as Han Wei was thinking about whether he should slip away alone by urinating, there was a noise behind him.

They looked back and saw three or four heralds covered in stains and bloodstained armor running through the flow of people and toward the depths of the ancestral land.

Soon an officer in his thirties with a beard ran out of the depths, and several bloodied heralds exchanged words with the officer in low voices.

The bearded officer's face became serious, and he waved vigorously to the soldiers beside him: "Hurry up!

The atmosphere became even more tense.

The soldiers sped up the speed of the civilians, some shouted loudly to speed up the procession, some drove them away in a somewhat rude tone, and some helped the civilians pick up their luggage and pick up their children.

Several groups of soldiers quickly divided their work, leading people from different neighborhoods into different queues and guiding them to different areas of the ancestral land.

In the tense atmosphere, the scene was a little chaotic but maintained a certain order.

The common people obediently followed the soldiers to different areas.

Han Wei saw that some of them had obviously entered the equipment that looked like super-large elevators, ascended to a high place where they didn't know where to go, or descended to the ground.

More civilians followed the soldiers and went farther into the depths of the ancestral land, where elevators to other areas or floors were supposed to be waiting for them.

This...... Apparently a large factory. It's been 3,000 years, and there is still energy that can operate completely? Heavenly Demon's technology is so advanced? Even nuclear energy can't last for 3,000 years!

Han Wei's mind remembered the four-armed puppet demon he had seen in the forest.

It's hard to imagine that such a powerful and advanced technology could be created by such a rude and evil monster?

He couldn't help but ask his question to Mastiff Jing: "Pit goods, I don't understand, how can the heavenly demons we see be so rude, how can there be such ...... Awesome ruins?"

Mastiff shook his head and scratched his messy hair: "I don't know about this." As you know, the era of our Nuwa human race only started after the last Heavenly Demon War, and there are very few records about ancient Heavenly Demons, and there are not many records in textbooks. โ€

Han Wei was about to ask something, but he heard a shout in the distance.

Several soldiers with magic guns shouted at the crowd, "All those who have reached the age of sixteen and have not yet taken the cultivation talent test are gathered here!"

Soon, more than a hundred teenagers, both male and female, came out of the surrounding team one after another. When I was separated from my parents, there was a commotion and crying.

Once they had gathered, several soldiers led them to an elevator.

A round-faced girl asked the soldier leading them, "Excuse me, where are you taking us?"

This soldier's attitude was much better than those who were a little rough outside, and he said patiently, "I'm going to take you to the cultivation talent test." โ€

Still puzzled, the girl asked, "Aren't we 18 years old to start the test, why are we being asked to take the test now at 16?"

The soldier shook his head and did not reply.

The soldier didn't answer, but everyone could still guess a little.

To let people enter the cultivation period from the age of sixteen, it seems that the pressure on the clan to fight against the Heavenly Demons is very great......

The teenagers looked at each other, and everyone could see the unease in each other's eyes.

The soldier led the worried teenagers into a spacious elevator, pressed a button, and the car vibrated slightly, leading them down to the ground.

The walls around the elevator car are pure gray-white, and there is no light on the top of the car, but it emits a soft light, and the whole elevator is so quiet that there is almost no noise.

It was hard for Han Wei to imagine that this was actually a Heavenly Demon relic left over from three thousand years ago, how good was this quality?

I don't know which of the communication equipment they made and Nokia are of better quality......

Just as Han Wei's thoughts diverged slightly, he suddenly felt the elevator under his feet tremble slightly, and the soldier's voice rang out: "We have arrived." โ€

He stepped out of the elevator and beckoned to the boys.

Curious and a little nervous, the teenagers stepped out of the elevator one by one, following the soldiers through the long underground passages.

The surrounding walls were made of some unknown solid material, and there were many unknown "Heavenly Demon Ancient Characters" on the walls, and many arrows pointing in different directions of the passage.

The soldier led the teenagers in the passage for more than ten minutes, and when they turned a corner, there was a sudden opening in front of them.

A large hall appeared in front of the teenagers, and this circular hall was more than ten meters high.

The roof of the hall is also flooded with soft white light, and the walls around it are lined with countless screens that flow like a waterfall of information and images that no one can understand.

In the center of the hall, there was a huge blood-red stone about ten meters high, emitting a flickering red light as if it was breathing.

Not far from the red boulder stood a woman in a black robe, tall and dignified, with gorgeous embroideries on her black robe.

Beside her stood two elders in gray elder robes.

The black-robed woman's voice sounded gentle and elegant: "Hello young people, I am your patriarch, Bai Ling. โ€