Now, standing in the rainforest, Francis finds that he can't hear the voice of science anymore. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He couldn't even feel the presence of science, Francis had never experienced such despair in his life, and his heart was blank, like a wound left by a torn wound, and the pain was unspeakable.

Francis prayed to science countless times, but not a single one was answered, and he didn't even know what he was doing wrong.

The gods remained silent, or rather, more like they had left forever.

"You see, this is a common weakness of the transcendents, they are unable to adapt to the life that most people in this world have long been accustomed to. ”

At some point, the countess came up behind Francis, and she looked at the devout man as if she were looking at an animal in a cage.

"That's what you said?"

Francis remembered that the countess in the rainforest told him to turn back, and it didn't seem for nothing.

"If you can accept life without science, then I won't stop you. The countess still smiled, a noble lady who never lost her grace and composure, just as the legend suggests. "But it looks like I guessed right. ”

"Blasphemy ......"

Francis roared angrily, either science could not reach this jungle, or he was abandoned by the gods, neither of which he could accept.

"Back on the cliff, science will come back. ”

The countess left only these words and left.

Francis's heart was filled with the anger of being insulted, and he understood almost instantly that the countess had known from the beginning that explorers would not heed advice, and that she had only come to Francis to see his ugliness—like a man who had cut off a monkey's tail to observe how the monkey would react.

Driven by this rage, Francis regained his strength and climbed towards the top of the cliff.

He swore that he would come back, come back here, and destroy this blasphemous place.

......

The interior of the Inca Empire was a place of freshness and wonder, full of sights never seen by Magellan and the eagles.

After leaving the canyon fortress, the Inca warriors led them northwest along the road on the hillside. Along the way, rocky roads weave between the mountains, and the clouds in the distance seem to be at their feet, and there is a post station every other mile where they rest.

Although the eagles had speculated about the appearance of the country based on the situation of the imperial army, they never imagined that the Inca would have such a complete and dense network of roads, let alone that it was all built on high mountains.

The Inca Empire was an alpine nation, their ancestors came from a plateau lake on top of this huge mountain range, from whence they called themselves the Incas, the people who represented the sun went on to conquer all the lands of the entire mountain range and establish an empire.

The eagle people liked the roads that seemed to walk through the clouds, but they wondered why there were no camels or vehicles on the roads. When the guide told them that there were no camels or wheels in the Empire, all the eagles could do was sigh.

Magellan was silent most of the time, looking at the "young eagles" flying in the glass cover, judging the direction of progress, he seemed to have a premonition of what was to come, but never mentioned it to the eagle man.

Until the eaglets took them to places beyond the reach of the Empire's road network.

They set up camp in a valley and prepared to leave the avenue and enter uncharted territory hidden in the mountains.

This is on the eastern slope of the mountain range, in the middle of two steep slopes, where trees grow, and a small river runs through it, and it is a small paradise.

It was getting dark, and the sun was nowhere to be seen, but the sunset in the eastern sky was a vivid red, and the edges were gradually turning to a dull dark gray.

The guide was astonished at the lack of a road, and seemed to think it was an unforgivable mistake, and kept saying sorry while bringing all sorts of things from the inn like some overly generous god.

The modern Incas have become accustomed to the dense network of roads within the empire's borders, but in the past, their ancestors also trudged from one valley to another on the slopes of unroaded mountains. The guide resurfaced these lost things in history, and made the team ready to climb the mountain credible.

The inn brought a large number of alpacas, a small animal with a long neck and a camel's face, but it was only about the strength and size of a goat. They will help the team carry supplies, at least not burdening the Hawkmen, who are not naturally good at walking.

In addition to this, the guide brought all the necessary things for a long walk in the mountains, such as blankets to protect against the cold and alpaca cheese to replenish his strength, as well as coarse salt, and he behaved like a seasoned hiker, and even Magellan felt that there was nothing to add.

After a night's rest, they set off.

The Eagle's Nest was supposed to be in the center of a steep hill that the Empire's roads couldn't reach, and they had to climb the rock face west from the valley, and then there was a long mountain trail to follow.

Soon, the guide was no longer disappointed that the roads of the empire did not extend here, there was no grass on the slopes, there were no roads to follow on the rock faces, and he could not imagine what great power could have carved a path here.

The eagle man and Magellan cooperated with each other to climb up the hillside, and Magellan followed the trail of the beast with difficulty, and from time to time he had to rely on the help of the eagle man to continue his progress.

The alpacas' ranks were very slow, but despite this, they kept up with the hawkmen's ranks, much to everyone's surprise.

After climbing this rock face, the slope becomes gentle, with sparse grass growing in the crevices of the rocks, and steep cliffs can be seen in the distance, a desperate situation surrounded on all sides.

"If you're right," said Magellan, looking up at the distant cliffs as he looked at the eagles flying in the glass enclosure, "the eagle's nest should be in this area, a very large area that includes at least one mountain peak and several valleys. ”

The guide looked up to the west, a look of remembrance on his face, and then nodded: "Yes, the nearest roads are far, far away from here, and this borderland is enough to hide a lot of things. ”

So after a short break, they started moving on.

The sky above the high mountains is exceptionally clear, and looking down from the hillside, you can see flowing white clouds and distant green grasslands, and the eagle people are beginning to believe that the eagle nest is here, because this is exactly the place that the eagle people love most.