Chapter 39 The sky is killing, and the stars are moving

Huge rocks stand tall and hold up a palace.

Its exterior is almost smooth, without any gaps, and it is clearly cut from a single rock and carefully polished.

Fourteen cylindrical milky white marble pillars stand on both sides to support the whole stone roof, between the columns is made of dark black rock, the walls are embedded with transparent white jade, the jade is about more than zhang high, dozens of zhang long, there are many pictures carved on it, the picture is lifelike, the characters are almost real, if there are familiar people here, you can know that this is the heroic posture of the palace masters in the past.

And in this named "Year Star Palace", Xu Fengtian and Huixing sat at an iron table.

"Damn, I didn't expect the imperial brother to be able to endure until now?"

With a wave of his arm, he slammed into the heavy table made of fine iron, leaving an inch-deep palm print on it, and Hui Xing said with a cold snort.

Obviously, the previous commotion was exactly what he instigated, and he originally wanted to use this to make Dark Star and Zao Wou-Ki fight to the death, but these two people could bear it, and they actually joined forces to suppress the commotion.

At this moment, there was a roar in the sky, he was suddenly startled and hurriedly walked out of the palace, and when he looked at it, he saw in the sky, a silver-white steel monster soared in the air, and black spots continued to fall under the belly of the plane, and these black spots quickly turned into flowers after falling, and after they fell, they were collected by the soldiers waiting underground, and it was obvious that these things were the so-called "Mechanic God Cult".

"Tell me, what's that?"

Lowering his head, Huixing turned his head and stared at Xu Fengtian and asked.

It's just that in the past day, not only did his plan fail, but even in the sky of the Great Moon Country, such an existence suddenly appeared.

Xu Fengtian reluctantly lowered his head and said, "It's a transport plane!"

"Transporters? What is this? Huixing immediately felt that something was wrong.

Purely instinctively, he began to feel that this thing was a serious threat.

If the falling object hits the building, it will not have the effect of exploding, but the kinetic energy of the fall alone can completely smash a hard house. Isn't this something made by the Cult of the Mechanicus?

Xu Fengtian secretly cursed "earth leopard" in his heart, and stepped forward again: "As His Highness said, it is a thing that transports people and materials. ”

"Transport personnel? What was I at the time, it turned out to be a shuttle. Pretending to be calm, Huixing regained his composure and sat down, and said with a smile.

Of course, he also understands that in terms of carrying capacity and size, the shuttle is far inferior to this thing.

"Shuttle?" Xu Fengtian couldn't help but keep it in his heart, his expression was still calm, lest he might anger the person in front of him because of his actions.

Huixing also sensed Xu Fengtian's confusion, and immediately said, "This shuttle is a means of transportation developed by Tianbao Pavilion. The speed is amazing, not inferior to the speed of a Heaven Rank Martial Artist. Even a ground-level martial artist can ride it, but this thing still can't be compared to it. There was naturally arrogance in his words, presumably because he wanted to maintain his dignity in this so-called otherworldly person.

Xu Fengtian didn't break it either, and continued to ask: "May I ask Your Highness, is there anything else you need to ask?" ”

"No, I still have something. And everything about the Cult of the Mechanica, tell me everything? Of course, since you can't write, I'll ask my maid Longyue for your help. I didn't expect that there are still people who can't write Yuanyu, no wonder you country puppets have such a low cultivation! Huixing thought about the plane in the sky, and immediately got up and left his seat and flew into the distance.

"I just can't write metalanguage. And this damn yuan is even more difficult to learn than Sanskrit. ”

Xu Fengtian was helpless, sighed lightly and complained.

As for the Yuan language, it is the universal language of this world, because it uses the true yuan vibration to speak, so the martial artists learn very quickly but the common people learn it quite slowly, and its font is also diametrically opposed to Chinese, although it is composed of multiple characters, but it is obviously much larger.

A total of 66 basic characters, and then on top of these 66 basic characters, the upper and lower left and right areas are arranged to form the basic characters, and these characters are composed of a huge style through various different compositions, which can be described as complex and difficult, even he, a linguist who is proficient in the sixteen Chinese languages, is difficult to memorize these complex characters in a short time.

"Sir, can you begin now?"

At this time, a maid dressed in green gauze walked in front of her, holding a stack of white paper, lifting a tube of pens that had already been filled with ink, and her eyes fell on Xu Fengtian, although she was asking, she had a condescending momentum. Xu Fengtian was helpless, and immediately became helpless, and began to tell the things in his memory one by one, after all, the seemingly weak woman in front of him was also a ground-level martial artist.

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The blue waves are rippling, and an iron boat sails on the Great Moon Lake.

Compared with the previous armed ship, this iron ship is also of average size, but there is no previous paddle wheel on both sides, replaced by a propeller located at the tail, and at this moment the propeller rotates rapidly, pushing the iron ship towards the depths of Dayue Lake.

Inside this iron ship, Snow Eagle and Huixing sat and talked to each other, and there have been many scenes like this, but today it has added a bit of anger.

"Did you see that transport plane today?"

Huixing frowned and yelled at the snow eagle in front of him.

Snow Eagle smiled lightly: "Of course. But that kind of thing, without my help, just the Thunder Eagle can be destroyed. What are you nervous about. ”

"Nervous? Don't you understand? It's not the same now as it was before. Hui Xing was unusually manic, and roared with a hideous face: "That Mechanic God Cult, who knows what is hidden behind it, anyway, I don't plan to play it." ”

Hell knows where that transport plane came from or what it was transporting.

But it's not a good thing compared to it, after all, the weapons that slaughtered the Silver Moon Wargroup are all blatantly placed there, and even the images taken at the beginning are still in everyone's memory. He was neither a True Martial Realm powerhouse like Snow Eagle, nor was he blessed with the Star-Moon Battle Armor like Dark Star, so he naturally began to be scared when he saw such a situation.

"Absolutely. But are you sure your brother will let you go? Snow Eagle's voice was still indifferent, and his eyes suddenly fell on Huixing and asked.

The corners of Huixing's mouth twisted, and he shrank like a deflated ball and said, "No! ”

Snow Eagle laughed, the corners of his mouth curled, and said, "That's right. So I'll help you, if the Star and Moon Armor is, of course, I have to get it. After all, only this thing can make my strength go further. When the time comes, do you think I'll care if it's just a Cult of the Mechanica? As he spoke, he was like a cage that had set a trap, waiting for the person in front of him to be deceived.

"I see."

Huixing's eyes flickered, and he finally made up his mind.

Snow Eagle watched Huixing move away, and couldn't help but secretly say, "Indeed, it's time for the flop." ”