Chapter XXVIII
"There's something wrong with your formulation. Mia retorted, "It's not that the goods are missing, it's that they've changed locations, and the types are different." β
"Well, there's a clear difference. Shul nodded, "At first, it was referred to as a square object, but by this picture, all the goods have been deliberately replaced with a circle. β
"Trade exchange. The two looked at each other and said what was in their minds, "Living lizardmen, the undead trade in the wind." β
For a while, everyone was a little stunned, this is definitely a subversive conclusion.
Engaging in trade means that both sides are at least self-aware, but according to Pavatiga's theory, the undead, especially the skeletal undead, cannot be self-aware, they are just instinctually driven bones.
Even the skull Selen that Militi carried with her, it was she who sealed part of his soul into the skull with Celen's approval, barely retaining his crippled consciousness, and even so, once she broke the blockade, Selen's soul would dissipate, leaving only an ordinary skull.
However, if the scene depicted in the mural is true, then these undead who ride the sandstorm must have their own consciousness, and it is likely that there is a civilization that belongs to the undead, and the key is that the living and the undead actually recognize each other, not only trade with each other, but even celebrate the day of trade as a festival.
"Interesting, very interesting story. Shure said thoughtfully, "Are the undead of this world really wise? β
"Not really. Mia said with a gloomy expression, "What we have encountered in the past few days, whether it is the ones in the wind or the ones drilled out of this temple, cannot be regarded as self-aware at all. β
Indeed, all the undead encountered these days are obviously acting on instinct, and even the opponents who are fighting fiercely in the square are not out of the realm of being driven by instinct. Their performance, except that they would fly around in a sandstorm, was no different from the undead of Pavatiga, so the Shadow Chasers were completely unaware of their peculiarities, and it was only at this point that they discovered the anomaly when they looked at the murals.
"Saf, you ...... Well, I'm asking the wrong person, the Book of Knowledge and the Brain of Wisdom are absolutely neutral, Kelly, will your Water Church engrave the story of your dealings with the followers of Lord Ofregan in the temple?"
"What are you kidding, I don't want to be carved in such an evil place. Before Kelly could answer, Mobuck had already begun to complain habitually, "It's a shame to be engraved by them...... Okay Captain, I'll just shut up. β
"We won't. Kelly thought about it seriously for a while before shaking her head lightly and said, "Although there is a truce now, it is really ...... to record this kind of thing."
"However, now the church of the lizardmen has recorded this scene, and it has been officially engraved in the temple, indicating that the undead who traded with them were at least not aliens, not heretics, and even most likely, believed in these four gods. β
"It's not that simple. Miridy interjected into the discussion, "Don't forget, all the sources of energy for the undead are provided by Blackstone and Black Sand, at least the undead we see now. In contrast, these undead, driven by the earth and flying through the air by the wind, are closer to the gods than the lizardmen. β
"Messenger of the gods, hell, this isn't a trade. Shur muttered, "It's all a sacrifice." β
Although he had never been exposed to these things in his home world, the experience of more than four years has given Shull a very thorough understanding of theological knowledge, and he can see through the nature of the lizardmen's behavior at a glance.
Yes, it was an extraordinary sacrifice.
Believers offer their own sacrifices to the gods, and the gods send messengers to collect them, and the gods do not accept the offerings of the believers in vain, but also give gifts that are sufficient to satisfy the believers.
It seems to be a trade between gods and mortals, but the essence is still sacrifice, but the sacrifice process is just a carrier of the gods' messengers.
"Yo-yo, the gods here are far worse than their mothers. Patting on the pile of sacrifices offered by mortals, Moriah said dissatisfiedly, "Mother won't let us offer so many useless things, at most she will ask us for a few new toys." β
How naΓ―ve it is for a mother who asks for a toy for her child, Shul rolls his eyes secretly. He only dared to think about it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise Anika might not have the same knowledge as him, but someone would definitely give him a headache.
However, what Xiaolu said seemed to be wrong.
"What do the gods want so many mortal things for?" Shul finally reacted, "It's useless at all. β
That's the problem.
The gods have long been out of the realm of mortal understanding, and are formed by the power of pure laws, even if some of them were once mortal creatures, even if they appeared as intelligent beings, but from the moment they became gods, they were no longer human, and mortal objects were worthless to them.
Food, wine, luxuries, the gods can enjoy it, but they enjoy the symbolism of these things, not the things themselves, and in the case of fine wine, it makes no difference to the gods whether to offer a glass, a barrel or a pool of water.
Therefore, offerings to the gods are often only symbolic and represent the gratitude of the believers, rather than boxes and boxes of offerings to the gods. Just like in the Darkmoon Temple, every day when eating, Shur will put a glass of wine and a piece of bread in front of the icon, this is the intention of the Darkmoon believers, although he eats and drinks it every time, and sometimes secretly uses red algae water to pass off as wine, but at least the mind is there, and the details are not important at all.
"Is the sacrifice really for the gods, or does the gods acquiesce to the emissaries collecting the sacrifice in their name? What do they give back? Why do the living lizardfolk gladly accept it?"
One question after another kept popping up from everyone's mind, but no one asked it, and no one knew the answer, so it was pointless to ask.
Away from the frescoes that record the sacrificial process, the further you go, the more frescoes depict priests or nobles, in the murals, these priests are all dressed in the same way, and the mask and robe are the biggest difference between them and ordinary lizardmen, no matter where they appear, they are all hugging each other and accepting the kneeling of countless people.
"Hum", the sudden sound interrupted the shadowchaser's study of the mural, and following the source of the sound, the sacramental object carried by Shuer, the stone axe used for blood sacrifice, as if sensing something, emitted a faint light.
"Won't you, again?" Mobuck habitually complained after the experience of being affected by visions, and this time no one condemned him, because he said what everyone thought, and it would be too dangerous to fall into a fantasy in such an unknown environment.
Fortunately, what everyone was worried about has not come true, the stone axe is just glowing and slightly shaking, more like a resonance of energy, which also reminds everyone that it seems that the key position is not far away.
The long corridor is not straight to the ground, and there are several gates on both sides, but no matter how much the shadowchasers try, they can't open any of them, and both Macageren and Mia have confirmed that there are no mechanical locks and magic locks on these doors, but the doors just can't be opened, so I guess the owner of this place doesn't welcome them to visit at will.
It's not that you can't forcibly break down the door, the stone building, with Mobuck's understanding of stone, plus the destructive power of the elemental mage Mia, no matter how thick the door is, it can be exploded, but what the temple will react after the explosion, no one can be sure, this kind of thing that may anger the other party, it is better not to do it.
Since they can't explore casually, there is only one way to the end, and at the urging of the stone axe, the shadow chasers reluctantly abandon the mural containing countless information and return their attention to the corridor.
It's hard to tell how long you've been walking in the corridors, but the air is still fresh, the temperature is the same, even the oil lamps on the walls are exactly the same, and the distance between them is exactly the same, and if it weren't for the constant change of the murals, people would even suspect that they have never moved forward.
"We're about to get to our destination. Holding the stone axe, Shur could feel the vibration of the stone axe intensifying, which was a proof that the energy source that resonated with it was getting closer and closer, and he didn't think that the stone axe resonance was an accidental phenomenon, which could make the sacraments resonate, and be in the temple, what it would be that Shuer could already imagine.
"Captain, there's no way ahead. Mobuck, who was at the front, stopped, "There is only one door. β
"Well, I saw that. Shuer took a deep breath, "I've been letting everyone march at a low alert level, and now their mental state should have recovered, right?"
"No problem. β
"Then enter the combat state, but one thing to note, I do not give the order explicitly, it is strictly forbidden to attack, once I give the order, do not conserve physical strength, and try to destroy the enemy as quickly as possible. Xiu Erhe judged the two of them when he was at the door, his expression was very serious, "Our opponent is likely to be an extension of the will of a certain god in the mortal world, although it is impossible to have the strength of a god, but it will not be easy to deal with, everyone had better be mentally prepared." β
"I did it outside just now, and things related to gods are never so simple. Mia sneered and said, "And I know it's wrong to see you so relaxed at the door, you won't be worried that we will be too scared to walk." β
"Ahem, be careful, especially you, Kelly. Shul awkwardly avoided Mia's sharp words, "You pull that stupid wolf and don't leave Mia and Miriday's side." β
"Oh, got it. "The priestess is still so calm.
"Mobuck, push the door, don't worry about not opening, let me see who is inviting us in. β