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In the northwestern mountains, more than 3,000 kilometers away from Shacheng, the cold wind blows through the trees in the mountains, making a terrifying whining sound, like the cry of the devil.

An ancient cave of black basalt connected to a massive temple deep in the mountains, which was covered by nameless prohibitions and made it difficult for ordinary people to reach here.

A vintage train from the Common Era, speeding along the transcontinental railway, stops at the foot of the mountain after passing through a sparsely populated area.

These railways were built over the centuries by slaves from the Mine City and Sand Towns. Many parts of the railway network were built in the past, and after nearly 100 years of research and restoration, the tracks have been improved and connected to dozens of cities and towns in the central continent.

However, no traveler has ever been able to reach such a remote, harsh tundra—the nearest town is also under the control of the Obsidian Society, and the route has been made its own use.

Flames flicker from huge iron buckets on the floor of countless small platforms made of black basalt slabs that stretch from here to the road deep into the cedar forest at the foot of the mountain.

Hundreds of ragged homeless people jumped from the train and were driven by a dozen tall masked men dressed in black to the mountain pass.

The wind swept through the bodies of the displaced people, taking away the last trace of heat, but everyone was silent, and their faces were full of longing.

After the last ice age in hundreds of thousands of years, the fault has now been raised, revealing the temple buried deep underground—even the technologically advanced pre-civilization era that has stopped before it.

The headquarters of the Obsidian Chasers is located here, and for them, the Sanctuary is a place of glory and abundance. Countless disciples are deep underground, worshipping some nameless things.

Upon entering the cave, the tall stone pillars of the temple were shadowed in the faint moonlight, making it look like a valley rather than a completely dark cave.

In front of a monumental statue, there are some images that are incomprehensible to non-human beings, and the atmosphere of antiquity comes from the surface, which makes people feel extremely solemn and majestic, but also daunting.

The light of the fire, trembling in the breeze, could hardly illuminate the bodies and faces of the statues, and a strong musty smell of incense hit, like the wind blowing from behind a long-dusty tomb that had just been opened.

An elderly woman, facing the unknown darkness of fear in front of her, began to tremble, her pace slowed, and the line behind her was somewhat stagnant.

The black-robed man in front of him didn't urge, and began to take the lead in making rhythmic sounds. Soon, a whispered chanting accompaniment came from the trembling crowd.

The wide antechamber slowly emerges in the descending steps behind the dark stone pillars.

More symbols and strange patterns appeared on the dome, but the moonlight reflected on the stone wall above everyone's heads was clearer, and it seemed that some water ripples were reflected on it.

An ethereal feeling haunted the crowd.

The procession of hundreds of people could hear no sound except for the whispered chanting, and gradually formed a sturdy, rhythmic sound that echoed in the empty antechamber.

After walking for more than half an hour, there seemed to be two shadowy humans holding spears standing at the top of two incomparably large stone pillars. If it weren't for the fact that the bat-like wings flapped behind one of them, everyone would have thought that they were two statues.

However, the team of several hundred people let out a roar of surprise.

"O God! I finally see your temple! ”

A young woman whispered excitedly, surging in a surging mood that could not be controlled.

Behind the stone pillars were two large doors wrapped in bronze that opened towards them. After passing through the gate, everyone saw thousands of black-robed people inside the door.

Rows and rows of people sat cross-legged on straw mats made of reeds, with only a fig leaf around them, and they bowed their bodies and struggled to copy the scrolls spread out in front of them on the low stone table.

As the black-robed priest slowly patrolled, a whisper of chanting came out of his mouth, and the repeated sentences merged into a high and low rhythm.

This is the room of wisdom that holds ancient knowledge, and it is also the end of their pilgrimage.

At this moment, a servant of the Obsidian Society was leading everyone to face a huge black stone wall.

The wall has been around for centuries, and the remnants of it, in the shape of seaweed and red coral, fossils of conch shells, and even traces of moss coming back from the dead, are part of the pattern.

People in black robes chanted loudly with candles in their hands.

Beneath the megalithic walls are rows of red clay tablets with hieroglyphs and motifs with human inscriptions. In front of him was a row of gray-robed men, earnestly engraving these things on the newly made clay tablets, which no one could understand.

From the source of human history, even long before the founders of the pyramids and the hanging gardens of Babylon, a great deal of written and memorized knowledge was thus passed down from generation to generation among the priests.

The torch in the priest's hand turned into a scorching light, shining in the air above the people's heads.

"Say what you want, and God will hear you!"

The black-robed priests shouted to the men after the light shone.

Soon, a murmuring chant rang out in the antechamber, and all the newcomers fell to their knees and prayed reverently.

The walls illuminated by huge stones, carved with unknown intricate patterns. You can faintly see the starry sky, with countless dots and connections running through it, and some strange graphics are drawn indecipherably.

In another stone chamber that connects to the front hall, the sight in front of you is sure to confuse those who see it for the first time.

Unlike the ancient hall outside, there is a lot of advanced technology here.

First of all, the chamber does not appear to be a stone creation, but rather a translucent crystal that has been melted into glass. Some of the devices on the outside resemble stone shells, placed in various corners of the room; The light is distorted in the room, and it seems that even the air that carries the breath comes from other spaces; A black boulder sits in the middle of the stone chamber, a jumble of pipes and cables running from the ground, connecting the black stone to the equipment in the corner.

Next to the black stone was a huge piece of equipment, the gyro-shaped body was held in place by metal objects, and the mottled body had some letters - MAX-5001, which was actually a pre-civilization thing.

Next to the black stone stood a man in black, he was not dressed as strangely as the black-robed sacrifices outside, the tight clothes were the kind of dark gold armor that was easy to move the limbs, and a few slightly shiny alloys protected the chest, abdomen, back and other vital parts of the body.

The man in black frowned slightly at the moment, staring at the display screen in front of him. His pale yellow hair was tied into pigtails, fluttering from time to time as his head occasionally turned to the black boulder.

If you just thought that it was an ordinary black stone, it would be a big mistake, the temperature in the room was lowered because of it, like a piece of dark ice that emitted dark energy.

The display screen in front of the man in black had a special reaction under the touch of his palm, reflecting a red hot mountain rock, which was extremely clear. Behind the rocks is red and black magma, constantly bubbling with scorching bubbling, and the mountains in the distance are covered in yellow-white lightning-shaped cracks.

Someone seemed to be talking to him on the other side, and his location seemed to be in the crater of a volcano, and the remnants of stone pillars could be faintly seen on the cliffs, as well as some megalithic palaces that were built by unknown people and when.