Dragon!!

The stone statue depicts a dragon dancing in flight.

It is not the image of a flying lizard in Western mythology, but a five-clawed golden dragon coiled around a stone pillar.

Like a camel, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a rabbit, the ears are like a cow, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the claws are like an eagle, and the palm is like a tiger...... It is the image of the orthodox dragon totem in China.

Far away.

The dragon sculpture is magical, the eyes are bright and majestic, and the eighty-one dragon scales make up the number of ninety-nine extreme yangs, looking down on all living beings in the world, and the tens of thousands of "inferior blood people" surrounding it seem to be the sentient beings.

"Lord Death, those people are all dead."

A thick fog filled the empty hall, and the dust particles passed through the gaps in the palms of countless hands, and circled back to Gu Fan's side.

Everyone was lifeless, large corpse spots appeared on the surface of their bodies, bursts of corpse stench emanating from under the skin, and some oil seeping through the ragged clothes and flowing on the ground.

But one thing is strange.

The corpses sitting on the ground were very decomposed, and judging by the extent to which the oil had dried up on the ground...... The body was kept for at least a month.

"Hell Phantom Pupil!!"

Gu Fan jumped slightly, and the ice composed of the extreme cold formed a high platform, surrounded by a cold aura, and the pupils of sharper eyes condensed into bundles, seeing the surrounding space more transparently.

Line!!

A series of vague threads implicated the foreheads of tens of thousands of people.

Those threads are not made up of matter, or even solidified by energy, but rather a collection of "thoughts".

The thoughts of tens of thousands of people gathered in one place, just like a sea is a hundred rivers, and countless fragmented thoughts turned into rivers, surging in the direction where the divine dragon was.

The dragon shines brightly.

Everything you think is related to it, and the "thoughts" make it full of spirituality, and the carvings seem to come alive and give it some special meaning.

Spider web......

In the eyes of the Hell Phantom Pupil, the thoughts and thoughts of tens of thousands of people formed silk threads, condensed into a large spider web, and finally converged into the dragon carving, and then were poured into the ground, surging endlessly.

"They didn't really die."

Gu Fan jumped down, and the extremely cold staircase behind him disappeared, and he came to a sitting corpse, and stroked his palm forward.

Click, click, click.

The corpse froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then with a slight shock, the decomposing and dead body turned into ice crystal fragments, but some of them remained.

Cerebrum.

It was a brain that was almost dry.

The original fresh and tender brain has almost turned into withered dried walnuts, the blood vessels with complex roots are no longer pink, the gray brain is also a little discolored, and most of the brain cells have lost their function.

Occasionally, there would be a slight flow of plasma, and the brain would squirm slightly, and then it would stop completely and enter a state of suspended animation.

Apparently, their bodies are dead, but their brains are still barely alive.

This reminded Gu Fan of the "brain in a jar" iron-blooded general.

Those generals hidden deep underground, took out their brains and put them in the nutrition pod, and survived by remotely controlling the machinery, beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

And these "corpses" in front of me are somewhat similar.

It's just that they don't have that much cost, and they can't stay in the state-of-the-art nutrition cabin, but are trapped in their own bodies and slowly decay, and finally lose their freedom.

In other words.

The brain in the jar is still alive, and it's alive and well, just like a pre-apocalyptic otaku playing games at home, controlling mechanical characters in reality.

But these corpses, the brain is inactive, unable to complete the thinking of normal people, their thoughts and thoughts are fixed in a very narrow range, and they can only think of some fixed thoughts.

"Worship."

That's right, those thoughts are worship.

The brains of the corpses, which are not completely withered, are full of worship of the dragon.

They worshipped and worshipped, and regarded the totem of the dragon as a god, and no other "thinking" could achieve it.

Thoughts, beliefs, thoughts.

They poured into the carvings of the dragon in an endless stream, almost like tens of thousands of "faith" machines.

"That's how the oracle came about??"

Gu Fan squinted his eyes, and the person who called himself the "Divine Messenger" before would use the power of faith in a similar realm.

He was able to use some kind of power from the base, and even hurt Gu Fan's skin, scraping a shallow blood mark on his face.

It seems that this power of faith comes from the sanctuary.

And that's not all......

There is more than one sculpture of this dragon.

It is just something like an "energy receiving station", which becomes a transmission vehicle for beliefs and thoughts, and finally is entered deep underground.

Gu Fan closed his eyes tightly.

The mind spread, and the powerful Death Consciousness dispersed in all directions with a fierce killing intent, forming a huge circle.

"Sure enough."

"This hall of tens of thousands of people is not the only receiving station of faith."

"There are at least five more exits to the labyrinth, and each of them hides a belief machine of tens of thousands of people."

Gu Fan knew the principle of the labyrinth, and it was easier to crack it.

Faith machine.

The sculptures depicting the dragon totem are like the cores of the machine, and the countless unconscious "dead corpses" are part of the belief machine, each of which only thinks about how to "worship" the dragon sculpture in front of them.

For every belief machine, there are tens of thousands of people, and I am afraid that there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in total!!

They were all inferior people, from far and wide, and the refugees who had been struggling to find them, as well as the exiles who had been displaced by the destruction of the surrounding bases, were all concentrated here...... The people around the Queen of Arms are only a small part.

A little thought, condensed into a droplet.

Countless water droplets converge on the dragon sculpture, and then turn into a river and pour into the ground, and the real grand conspiracy lies under this stone pillar!!

Boom Boom Boom!!

Gu Fan's eyes flickered, he took a step forward, and his fist slammed into the lifelike dragon sculpture, and the strong strength blasted the sculpture into slag with the fist wind.

Stone fragments are dropped.

They are just the most ordinary stones, shaped by ordinary people, like the ten sculptors, without any magic in themselves, but they can give meaning with the blessing of tens of thousands of people's thoughts.

The stone wall exploded.

Under the dragon sculpture, a passage entrance with a diameter of ten meters appeared.

The channel no longer has a "weird" and "ancient" atmosphere, but is full of a sense of future technology, densely covered with electromagnetic pipes, calculating some kind of data.

This passage reminded Gu Fan of the hidden base under the Iron and Steel Machinery City, and the technology of those "brains in a jar" seemed to have been used.

"Go down."

Gu Fan was not afraid, jumped down the entrance, and bursts of smoke descended together, and the light of the surrounding electrons continued to shine, forming a network of light composed of strong electricity.

Defense.

Now there are really defenses.

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