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Zhang Xiao's consciousness suddenly saw a series of "fragments", although he had never touched or seen it, Zhang Xiao just knew that these fragments were memory fragments. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I can't say what form of existence these fragments are, and I can't describe the shape of these things in words, but they are only the existence of consciousness.

Fixed, Zhang Xiao no longer delved into the shape of these things, but plunged into them, he wanted to see what memories would be in the Flame Eagle.

In fact, he already had a guess in his heart, this flame eagle had just been born through an artifact, and it was impossible to have too many memories of his own, but even if these memories were only fragments, the number of memories "in front of him" was too amazing.

Well, the owner of these memories is......

……

Suddenly, the endless light occupied every corner of consciousness, and suddenly, the light dimmed, and the eyes suddenly changed greatly, as if returning from the hazy consciousness space to the colorful world.

No, in Zhang Xiao's opinion, he has really returned to the real world, although this world may not be his real world.

For it was clear to his mind that he was now looking with his eyes, and at the same time, the opulent and exotic room in front of him was by no means any modern décor he knew.

This may not be a room, but a temple, a temple of gold everywhere.

The pillars that covered the face with gold, the walls of gold, the zenith of gold, the throne of gold, the jars of gold, the vessels of gold, the candle stands of gold, the mirrors of gold, the ...... of gold Golden, everything that is golden.

But what is more eye-catching is the words on these gold, or, whether it is pictures or words, each figure looks like words, but if you look closely, it looks like a painting, vividly depicting a interpretation, with a certain power that penetrates into the heart.

"It's ...... Egyptian hieroglyphs? Something is not quite like it, it seems to be more ancient, more esoteric......"

This place, wide and vast, always gives people a solemn sense of sacredness, which ...... Not an ordinary temple of luxury, but a temple of supreme dignity!

At this time, Zhang Xiao had realized that he had entered a person's memory, or rather, he was going through the memory of the owner of that memory fragment.

At this time, "he" was sitting on the throne of this temple, looking at the exit, where there was no light, thick darkness, and he did not know if it did not exist, or if it was so.

Zhang Xiao tried it and found that he couldn't control his body, which is also of course, Zhang Xiao just experienced the memory, this is the memory of history, which cannot be changed, at least not something he can change.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiao's "eyes" suddenly looked in one direction, that was the top of this temple, the end and starting point of all light sources, and on it was inlaid with the largest text and the most gold inlaid with a string of articles that looked like graphics and words.

“！ ￥!$%#%#^& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp;; ￥%￥p; %^& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; a……”

Suddenly, Zhang Xiao's "mouth" came out of a language that he didn't understand, and it seemed that the owner of the memory was reading the text.

His tone was leisurely, although Zhang Xiao didn't understand what kind of text it was, what language, but he could appreciate the bearing, but the more he read to the end, the more high-spirited his voice became, and finally he could hear the deep desire in it.

Zhang Xiao was a little curious, but before the system could translate, Zhang Xiao's consciousness suddenly understood the meaning of this text.

He said that the one who came here peacefully and crossed the sky was the sun god.

This is obviously not the meaning of the text read in words, although Zhang Xiao does not understand, but the number of words can still be counted—the number of words is more than three times that of this translated text.

However, this is obviously not nonsense, this should be the real meaning of this passage, the connotation, and the understanding of the memory master of this text.

Zhang Xiao understood these words a little, and felt that it was a text praising a certain god, which seemed to express that the person who crossed the sky and reached the impossible place became the sun god.

"Huh?"

But Zhang Xiao was suddenly stunned, the sun god? Isn't that the main god of the Egyptian gods? The greatest god of gods - [Ra God], also referred to as [Ra].

If so, what is the desire of the memory owner? What is that feeling of being eager to try......

Without waiting for Zhang Xiao to think about it himself, the memory master spoke again:

“！ ￥#$& amp; amp; amp#tgt9h……”

This time, Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly realized that he had understood the desire of the memory master and understood his thoughts, because this time he only repeated a part of the text filled with gold.

It means:

The Man Who Walked Through the Sky...... It's the sun god.

Do you still need to ask? Of course, the memory master longs for the sun god, but Zhang Xiao knows from the tone of the memory master that what the memory master desires is not to pull the god, but to become the god of pull and become the sun god!

Although Zhang Xiao has not yet seen what "himself" looks like now, he can already confirm the identity of the owner of this memory - this must be Horus.

Yes, not to mention the creator of the Flaming Eagle, not to mention that Horus's consciousness was once hidden here, just from this passage, Zhang Xiao can also determine his identity.

The one who crosses the sky is the sun god.

This kind of clear-mindedness, the words of ambition; This kind of attitude of eyeing the position of the sun god without respect; Who else but Horus, the Egyptian god who even plotted more than once?

In fact, what convinced Zhang Xiao even more was the hidden message in this sentence: "the person who crosses the sky".

Who can cross the sky? Who qualifies for that?

Do you still need to ask? That is, of course, Horus, the god of the sky, himself.

The closest to the sun is the sky, and it is the sky that can contain the sun, Horus's words are like confessions.

Boom –

Suddenly, another boundless light rushed into sight, but Zhang Xiao knew that at this time, he had never returned to the consciousness space, and he was still in Horus's memory.

"He" saw the thick black outside the hall fade, and the golden light shrouded it, it was the sun.

"He" saw that the palace was dim, and the gold was not brilliant enough, and the golden light shrouded it, and it was the sun.

"He" saw the shadow of all things disappear, all retreating, only light, only golden light, and it was still sunshine.

The sunlight of all this does not come from the sky where the sky is invisible, but from the eyes.

It is the purity of the unveiled presence in front of us, the color of the man of light, as if he were the sun...... No, He was the sun.

Look at this one who suddenly appears in the temple, occupies the entire temple, dispels all darkness, and monopolizes all light.

"[Pull God]." Zhang Xiao said in his consciousness.

"[Pull]." Horus, the master of memory, said the same.

Boom –

This time, Zhang Xiao's consciousness finally broke away from the fragment of memory, and returned to that memory again.

But Zhang Xiao can't forget that at the last moment, it was like the power of the sun...... The power that befell Horus!

At that moment, Zhang Xiao realized it in Horus's memory...... Death.

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…… (To be continued.) )