"When did I get here?"

"Teleport?"

"Or is it the space in the crown?"

Mawson was stunned.

The physical strength is still there, but the crown that was originally floating in mid-air has disappeared.

In front of him, there was a mountain that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The mountain is extremely steep, with no vegetation growing on it, and is entirely made of stone, and is smooth throughout, with almost no gaps.

Obviously, this is not a naturally formed mountain, but it has been artificially polished, but how much manpower and material resources are needed to complete this impossible task in this primitive society.

And, what's the point of doing that?

"For the sake of sacrifice, or for some special ceremony?"

Past experience could not help Mawson, and he vaguely felt that the answer should be on the top of the mountain.

After looking around at the foot of the mountain, Mussen finally found a way to the top.

The road was extremely steep, there were no steps, and he didn't want to miss some key information, so Mawson didn't choose to fly, but climbed up step by step.

His choice turned out to be extremely correct.

He was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to find something special on the way up.

A strangely shaped statue.

It appears to be a creature, but due to the skill or meaning of the carver, Mawson does not recognize it.

He continued to climb upwards.

Soon a second creature was encountered.

It is a humanoid monster with a long tail behind its horns and hips, and it looks somewhat similar to Coolonas.

Perhaps a fellow of the Cullonas.

Compared with the first work, this one has improved both the shape and the realism by several notches.

It's clear that the creators are making great progress, and the second work alone has made great progress.

Continuing to climb upwards, Mawson saw a dragon with scales and a mouth spitting flames.

And then there are the giants.

Genie.

Dwarf.

Beast.

Insect.

With each subsequent step, Mawson could almost discover a completely new species.

He didn't know how high the mountain was, or how far he had traveled, but at least for now, none of the creatures he had seen had been repeated.

This phenomenon reminded Mawson of a legend from a previous life.

Ark.

In order to escape the flood, Noah built a huge ship, and then selected a male and a female of each species, and brought all the animals on the ship.

This myth obviously has nothing to do with the current system, but what is in front of you can't help but be reminiscent.

"Could it be that what I am seeing is really the so-called Ark of Salvation?"

"And this mountain in front of you is actually just the tip of this ark?"

If so, then the ship would be unimaginably large.

Now Mawson even wants to fly directly to the top of the mountain to see what is at the top?

A legendary treasure of origin?

But soon he suppressed his curiosity, stopping and stopping along the way, carefully observing and touching every creature statue he saw, leaving nothing missing.

It wasn't until he was still some distance from the top of the mountain that he saw the last statue.

One standing upright - human!

Seeing the human in front of him, Mawson was silent, I don't know if it was an illusion, he actually saw a trace of the shadow of an engineer from the other party!

"Has he been here?"

"But if he's been here before, why don't he take the Origin Treasure?"

"Why me?"

"Could there be some conspiracy in this?"

"Is there any price to pay for that thing?"

For a while, Mo Sen's heart was in turmoil, thousands of thoughts came to his mind, his head was buzzing, and he almost turned around and jumped off the mountain, just like that.

The Monarchs of Time and Space were beings he could not imagine, and their way of being, the way their energy worked, and the knowledge they possessed were beyond consideration.

Just as an ant can't understand the structure of human society, the summer insect doesn't talk to each other.

How could Mawson not be nervous and not afraid!

"Whew!"

He gasped for air.

"Maybe it's just a delusion?"

He comforted himself.

But the other party's tall body, slightly pale skin color and strange combination of facial features are reminding Mo Sen that what he sees is the truth!

Looking up at the top of the mountain, there seemed to be a huge mouth slowly opening up, waiting for him to jump in.

"Good!"

"I'd like to see what you're going to do!"

The predicament in front of him stimulated his competitive spirit, and Mawson clenched his fists, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he was secretly fierce in his heart.

"It's a big deal!"

"If you want me to die, be prepared to be discovered by the Chrono Express Company!"

His body soared into the air, and the raging flames swept through his body, rushing to the top of the mountain!

It's not a long way to the top of the mountain from there, and it's just a few breaths to reach your destination.

Mawson fell from mid-air.

In smooth water.

There were no traps, no monsters, no so-called ambushes, just a stone table and a few discarded half-finished statues.

Mawson walked cautiously forward.

It wasn't until he approached the stone table that nothing happened, picking up a broken statue on the ground, a three-headed, six-armed, twisted creature.

It can be seen that the creator was a little uneasy when making him.

Getting closer, Mawson noticed that the stone table was filled with dense runes, and he reached out and brushed them over them.

A trace of energy poured from your fingertips to the table.

"It's a script unique to the Olympian gods, and it looks much older than what is common today."

Energy jumped from one rune to another, and inexplicably, Mawson understood the meaning of what was written in it.

"Today I created a new creature in my father's image, and my father seemed so happy that he asked me to give it a name."

"Then let's call it a rock ghost."

"That's their name."

"The world is too quiet and needs more life, and my father told me that he wanted me to bring life to the world."

"I'm happy to be able to help him."

The text recorded above is incoherent, and Mawson struggles to read.

"Father?"

"Is it one of the three Zeus?"

"Or was it Cullonus who used to stay here?"

"This is the father of Cullonas?"

Mawson's face was full of doubts, and he thought about it and continued to read.

"Giants, elves, dwarves, and flying dragons, I have given names to these new beings, but they are so powerful that they always fight each other and bring a lot of disasters to the world."

"My father was very unhappy, I had no choice but to create some weak creatures, but these things were really lacking in beauty."

"I created more and more creatures, they all had their own names, but I didn't, he only called me son......"

…………

"Great!"

"I have created a creature that satisfies my father in my own image, and I call them humans!"

"Finally, my father decided to give me a name!"

"It's really exciting."

"I finally have a name of my own."

"Prometheus!"

"It's nice, isn't it?"