The night was peaceful, nothing happened.

The logistics team was all in place at eight o'clock, carrying all kinds of heavy weapons and alchemy bombs.

The advantage of operating in Africa is that customs here is far less troublesome than Somali pirates, and everything can be brought in except for aircraft carrier battle groups.

Professor Mance was in charge of the staffing, and Guderian sketched quickly on paper while communicating fluently with a few aborigines. In addition to the big things of life and death, you can trust Guderian.

And Caesar walked in the station, frowning slightly, and there was a subtle sense of dissonance here. His observation and intuition have always been sharp, and there must be something "wrong" here.

He turned on the scythe, and the wind demon spread out in all directions, filtering out the sounds of people talking and bringing back the sounds of nature.

It's underground. Hundreds of millions of ant colonies seemed to be crawling at the same time beneath the ruins, and there was a dense and slight sound, and the soil and rock layers were constantly disintegrating and displacing slightly.

"Professor Mance, get everyone out of the ruins!"

Caesar shouted, calling up Norma's interface.

"Norma, help me calculate all the seismic data under the ruins."

Caesar and Mance communicated the situation, nervously looking at the seismic data uploaded by Norma.

Centered on the ruins, an earthquake with a magnitude of less than 2 will occur within two minutes or so, and the scope is very small. Such earthquakes of extremely low intensity occur every day and are almost imperceptible to living things, while the weasel can sense underground sound waves at very low frequencies.

He also found the cause of the "discord". The distance between each marching tent in the camp has changed compared to last night, and it has basically become a little larger. Their camp "grew up" on its own last night.

A team of more than forty people quickly evacuated from the camp and waited 200 meters from the ruins for next instructions.

The sun was shining and the rainforest was getting hot and humid. Due to the rush of time, the team did not dismantle the tent and only brought out important supplies from the camp.

Frequent minor earthquakes are increasing in intensity over time, with an average magnitude of 1.9. From a distance, it can already be noticed that the camp area is significantly larger, and the ground is cracked in some places.

Mance looked approvingly at Caesar, whose astuteness might have helped the team avert a catastrophe. The current anomalous seismic phenomenon is almost certainly related to the dragons.

"Guderian, what do you think?"

The old man scratched his gray hair, and his face was very excited.

"Among the dragons, the only thing that moves frequently is the earth and the mountains. With such frequent and regular earth movements, this may be the dormitory of a certain prince-level dragon, and it is not even ruled out that it is the king of the earth and the mountain! ”

"But the college has always believed that it is very likely that it is the King of the Mountain who destroyed the Detroit Railway Station building."

Mance questioned.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out! Maybe the one who appeared in Detroit was just the dragon waiter. ”

Guderian reported the situation and analysis of the ruins to the Executive Department, awaiting follow-up instructions from the Academy.

Xia Mi on the side silently clenched his fists and wrote down the name Guderian. On the day Ben Long conquered Kassel, there was no good fruit to eat.

Shortly before noon, the archaeological team re-encamped 300 meters outside the ruins and hid the heavy weapons back in their tents.

At this time, the sunlight is already very hot, but there is a thick vine overhead. After the team withdrew from the site, the intensity of the earthquake increased significantly, and the tremor was clearly felt, and many tents on the original site had collapsed.

Despite the fact that the results showed that there was nothing underneath the ruins, not even groundwater, the emotions of the crowd were still highly tense. Everyone felt that a dragon might break through the ground at any moment in front of them.

At noon, when the sun is at its brightest, hundreds of beams of sunlight pierce through the dense trees and cast over the ruins.

In an instant, the light flashed, and the canvas covering the surface of the ruins shattered and dissipated, revealing the richly patterned metal objects beneath. In appearance, there are discs, broken spears, metal plates of unknown significance, helmets, and so on.

Centered on the broken square metal base in the ruins, an earthquake of astonishing strength erupted without warning.

The ground swelled like solid waves, and the original station was destroyed in a little more than a second, swallowed up by the soil. Tall rainforest trees and tangled vines were also completely torn apart, and the nascent ground took on a rare orange-red color, leaving nothing above it.

The orange-red earth spread to the periphery with the ruins as the center, and the academy team evacuated in an orderly manner amid a loud rumbling. Caesar looked back and saw that the ruins had been erected in the form of a red palace.

The waves of the red earth spread to the vicinity of the new camp, and for a moment they stood still, no longer advancing. Everyone looked warily at the red Greek-style palace a few hundred meters away, and felt as if it was a few kilometers away, and that palace was even grander than the Potala Palace.

There is no doubt that their sense of space is distorted. Although they were not far from the ruins, and the roar of a local earthquake was like thunder in their ears, they were in two different spaces from the palace with the orange-red earth as the boundary.

Then, a group of sturdy black buddies ran out of the red palace, their naked tops smeared with butter and reflecting the scorching light in the sun.

They wore a Roman-style cockscomb helmet, and the golden crown was decorated with orange-red lines, as if they were wearing a half-sun chakra.

The black buddies were armed with spears and discus-likes, and they ran towards the crowd with a huff, while showing off their pure black muscles as strong as a bear tiger.

Professor Mance faced this 1080-degree turning point, and he couldn't fix it. Thousands of calculations, this is not enough that the dragons will send a group of black brothers to use iron spears to destroy humans.

Caesar was not only confused, but also a little annoyed. Where did an Afrigian civilization come from that inherited the Greco-Roman culture, aren't you messing around?

"Everyone, get ready to shoot!"

Although the enemy's equipment looks very primitive, it cannot be ruled out as a deceptive tactic, and it may be all half-bloods holding alchemy equipment.

The African Greeks stopped neatly on the edge of the red clay, lined up in place, and began to shout strange trumpets, with great momentum.

"What's going on...... this?"

"Wakanda! We've found Wakanda! ”

Lu Ming did not rush to answer incorrectly and dragged it out.

The leading black man trotted all the way to the edge of the red clay, and behaved like a Roman gladiator, speaking in an unintelligible local language.

Guderian leaned in and began to translate.

"I am the Warrior of the Sun Clan, the Guardian of the Wolf God, Desstain. The war with the Moon Tribe is about to begin, and the Sun Ministries are recruiting young soldiers. ”

The commissioners looked at each other, which really touched the blind spot of knowledge.

"Nkatsa, do you have any clue?"

Mance asked. Nkatsa should be the most reliable of the branch commissioners present.

"Nothing useful to tell. There are so many primitive religions of this kind in African history that it is difficult to pinpoint. As for the ones that fit their characteristics, I can't think of them at all. ”

D'Estaing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said something to Guderian, pointing to several commissioners.

"The two of them look good, they look like Sun Warriors."

Everyone looked over and found that it was Caesar and Lu Mingfei who were cue, and the co-author of your selection was based on the pectoralis major muscle. But judging from the level of students, the vision is quite good.

Caesar was a little moved, and Lu Mingfei immediately wanted to dispel his impulse.

"It's obviously a Nibelungen! As soon as we entered, a dragon came out and swallowed us both.

The group of people also looked strange, they didn't seem surprised by our language or attire, and living in the Nibelungen was even more suspicious. ”

Caesar continued to ponder. In his opinion, it was not so much an invitation from the black Destin as it was an invitation from some dragon to participate in a, tribal war?

Sun and Moon tribes, is there a two-headed dragon in it?

The logisticians are experimenting on the edge of the red soil. Video and audio can't be sent back in the weird space, but it's still possible to send back a brief electrical signal. The blacks were not in a hurry, and quietly watched them test the instruments.

It wasn't until almost one o'clock in the afternoon that Caesar decided to go. Since the dragon dared to send an invitation, then he agreed, which was his pride.

Armed with improvised communication and vital monitoring devices, and a carbon fiber rope around his waist, he decided to step into it as a pioneer. Lu Mingfei shuddered a little when he saw Brother Hei's hopeful eyes, but because he was concerned about face, he decided to go together.

......

Stepping into the palace in fright, Lu Mingfei didn't see a big dragon head in his imagination, it seemed that it was really just a luxurious palace.

The main hall was flanked by lifelike marble human sculptures, which d'Estain was excited to explain, and they didn't understand. The sculptures are all muscular men, some show off their muscles with their bare hands, some show off their muscles with spears held high, and some show off their muscles in a fighting stance.

Above the throne was a majestic crimson wolf head, which was supposed to be the wolf god that d'Estaing had mentioned.

At the back of the palace is a large garden with green grass and a large bath with lavish decorations. The outer walls of the baths have outlets with lion and wolf heads, and the inner walls are decorated with colorful pebbles.

Lu Mingfei continued to be highly nervous, ready for the sudden attack of the black buddies around him at any time. Caesar is a leisurely stroll, and from time to time he comments on the decoration style here.

Suddenly, the decrepit boy screamed, Mais!

The surrounding black buddies took off their armor together, jumped into the big bath and treated each other frankly, warmly beckoning the two newcomers to come in and be happy.

The corners of Caesar's mouth twitched, and he jumped into the bath with a calm face. Lu Mingfei insisted on keeping the last underwear.

The warriors of the Sun Tribe picked up the wine by the pool and drank wildly, and from time to time they wanted to come over to verify the muscle level of the newcomers, and Lu Mingfei's face turned green. If you know today, why bother to practice.

"Lu Mingze, little devil, bastard, come out quickly!"

"Whoa! My dear brother, what do you command? ”

"You, you, explain quickly, what's going on now?"

"Nothing." Lu Mingze leisurely strolled by the smoky bath, casually stroking Destain's bald head like a braised egg.

"Brother, have you ever seen that kind of passionate film, that's it, you know."

"Which, you tell me clearly! Don't scare me. ”

"Brother, don't worry, just enjoy this trip."

The little devil specifically emphasized the word enjoyment, and then disappeared.

The black brother next to him laughed and hugged Lu Mingfei, and the decrepit boy looked at Caesar, who was drinking with the warriors, and felt that his reputation was about to be folded here.

......

", is that what I thought?"

Caesar and Lu Mingfei, who had finished bathing in Hongmen, were led to what they thought was the armory.

Caesar touched his chin and looked suspiciously at the throwing spears, discus, and open metal chariots with red wolf heads on the ground.

Desting demonstrated the standard discus throws and then explained wrestling and boxing in rich body language.

Caesar realized that the war they were talking about with the Moon tribe was most likely referring to the Games...... They're being brought in as athletes.

The kind of passionate film that Lu Mingze is talking about probably refers to the Olympic documentary.

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Outside the Nibelungen, everyone received a signal from the two on time to confirm that they were safe.

Until dusk, the color of the red palace in the distance suddenly began to dim, and even the whole red earth began to shake.

The palace collapsed, the earth swelled, and fell into ruin. They saw the Sun Clan's warriors standing in the ruins, their bodies illusory, all that remained of their majestic white skeletons.

Mance urgently ordered the safety rope to be pulled back, and found that Caesar and Lu Mingfei were safe, but they slept soundly and couldn't wake up.

The two were topless, also buttered and shiny. Caesar's sand eagle and hunting knife were stuck on either side of the rugged tribal costume, and he was holding a rusty discus in his hand.

Medical personnel carried the two men away for examination, and Professor Mance remained confused.

At sunset, the red palace completely collapsed and disappeared, and the ground churned and turned pale. In the distance, a white palace gradually appeared at the end of the barren land.

Then another team of black brothers went out in the moonlight and came to everyone, and the leader was called Adem.

Translator Guderian went online again and discovered that the language spoken by Adem was different from the previous Desstaing, which belonged to another part of South Africa.

Not surprisingly, they are the Moon Tribe, recruiting people. There was no muscle genius left, and Adem looked slightly disappointed.

Natsumi suddenly jumped out and pointed at herself.

"Adem said they don't want women."

Guderian translated.

Xia Mi suddenly trembled coldly, you dare to refuse this king.

Adem thought it was normal, they inherited the Greco-Roman Games, and there were no women participating in the first place.

Natsumi jumped up in front of Adem and glanced at him. She was more than a head shorter.

The dragon king went up with a straight punch, followed by an uppercut, and the leader of more than 200 pounds, Ademu, flew upside down and fell to the ground, and he couldn't get up again.

Natsumi took off his helmet with a crescent-shaped headdress and put it on himself.

Female neuropathy raised her right hand, "Whew! Whew! ”

The warriors of the Moon tribe followed suit.

"Professor, this is called risk hedging. Only when both sides bet at the same time can you win surely. ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Mi and a group of warriors rushed to the palace, forgetting to even take the communication device. She didn't look like she was exploring the unknown world of dragons, and she looked like she was going to take back her own territory.

Natsumi came to the bathhouse with the team, and then ......

"Hooligans!"

She began to beat up her teammates.

......

At dawn, Professor Mance, who had not slept all night, heard the rumbling of war drums and finally came to his senses.

This is the war mentioned by the two clans, is it finally about to begin?

Caesar and Lumingfei woke up from their coma and trotted towards the Nibelungen. Mance cheered them on from the bottom of his heart.

At dawn, the sun will rise but not rise, and the sun and moon will shine together, reaching a certain equilibrium.

The red and white palaces stand in the distance at the same time, and the earth is clearly divided into two halves from the center.

The first project, Armed Race!

The ground is slightly raised, outlining the approximate runway.

A total of 24 athletes from both sides entered at the same time, wearing armor and holding round shields and spears in both hands.

Mance knew it was coming for real. The moment when the winner is decided, is the moment when the dragon reveals its true colors.

"Attention, be ready to rescue the three commissioners."

With a bang, a giant statue weighing more than ten tons fell in the center of the arena, Hercules.

On the metal pedestal where the heads of the two wolves are entwined, several rules are inscribed in dragon script, and everyone can roughly understand the meaning in resonance.

"Don't use the spirit of words! Don't use weapons to hurt people! Outside of fighting matches, don't hurt your life! ”

Professor Mance wondered if he had misunderstood.

The warriors of the 24 tribes met menacingly, and then ...... Strike a starting pose on the edge of the field.

All three of their undergraduate commissioners were among them, wearing cockscomb helmets of different shapes on their heads and their faces smeared with bright red ox blood.

Natsumi and her clansmen let out a strange roar, full of murderous spirit.

The referee swung down the iron sword, and to the sound of war drums, 24 people started at the same time, running fast, and the armor collided violently.

The sports meeting here has just opened, and all the staff at the headquarters look at the mobile phone with the expression of the grandfather in the subway. This, what is this?

Professor Mance, who was already extremely sleepy, suddenly couldn't hold back, and only Guderian did the work of explaining, saying that this was an armed race in the ancient Greek Games. Opening with such a long-extinct project is undoubtedly very ornamental.

Near the finish line, the three undergraduates were neck and neck, with Caesar having a slight edge.

Sorry, this game, she has to win.

Xia Mi slammed his foot and hit Lu Mingfei, and a strange force penetrated the armor, sending the decrepit boy's left leg out of muscle spasm.

Then he rolled forward, his spear in the center of Caesar's round shield, and was directed to his waist.

But unexpectedly, the Italian pectoral monster that fell to the ground rolled directly on the ground and crossed the finish line with a bone.

Natsumi was so angry that she immediately started her second event, the ten-kilometer run.

In this project, everyone lost miserably to the ordinary passage Lu Mingfei. This guy is an endurance monster.

Not only did he run faster than the thief, but he also ran faster and faster the moon throw. The strange regenerative ability in his body seemed to endow Lu Mingfei with infinite physical strength and became a humanoid perpetual motion machine.

The idle commissioners were gradually ignited by the atmosphere of the arena and cheered outside the Nibelungen. Most of them are cheering for Xia Mi, after all, there is always a market for beautiful girls, and super beautiful girls with a sturdy body are even more marketable.

The third event is melee, which is a ruleless version of kickboxing.

A live broadcast began on the Kassel campus, and the paparazzi of the Department of Public Information worked overtime to write press releases. This is too interesting.,Unknown dragons hold sports meetings.,First-grade beautiful girls fight two muscle monsters.。

Dogfights are a rather dangerous sport, and a variety of tricks are allowed. Out of basic morality, except for not beating eggs and poking eyes, everything is allowed.

This kind of primitive and cruel project Xia Mi actually participated, and he was also the chief general of the Moon Clan. Most people didn't dare to look at it, but after a while, they realized that it was Xia Mi's opponent who should be distressed.

The strong men of the tribe were killed one after another under her hands, and the consequences included but were not limited to tinnitus, fractures, neuralgia, and waist pain.

In the ring-based competition, Xia Mi has never been down since she debuted, and she performed a one-and-four.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Xia Mi dodged the straight punch of the reckless player Lu Mingfei, grabbed the shoulder with his right hand, exerted his waist strength, and used the shoulder as the axis to knock him over the shoulder.

Lu Mingfei, who was rough and thick-skinned, was just stunned by the fall, but he just wanted to stand up but there was a sharp pain, Xia Mi's left hand stuck his little finger and ring finger, and he could give him a reverse break at any time.

Natsumi showed two tiger teeth and handed him a demonic smile.

"Throw in the towel?"

"Admit defeat and admit defeat, beg to be spared."

Caesar, the shocked general, took the stage and suppressed his strong desire to complain. He always thought that Nuo Nuo was already extremely capable of fighting, but the level in front of him was far beyond the level of ordinary heroes, and Luo Cao Liang Shanbo could at least mix in the top three.

Although I can't see the number of fighting paths of Xia Mi, it should surpass myself after many years of personal training. And with Caesar's pride, he really can't do tricks like pouting his fingers, poking his waist, and inserting his nostrils, and the situation is not good.

Caesar dodged Natsumi's upward kick aimed at the forehead in a small stride and took on a standard boxing stance.

"Senior sister, where did you learn martial arts?"

"Ah, I usually watch Chu Zihang practice and become self-taught."

Damn, he was pretended.

At this moment, all the paparazzi in Kassel are expecting Caesar to hit the streets. Caesar won that is not news, he was overturned by his schoolgirl, it is big news.

As the moonlight was about to disappear, Natsumi disrupted Caesar's pace with a surprise toe stomp, hit him in the chin with a knee, and then raised his hands in cheer.

She fell backwards with the rest of the Moon Clan, pretending to be under the influence of the Nibelungen's power. This is the end of the first game of the Games.

......

The grizzled Caesar and Lu Mingfei exchanged opinions with the team. The winner of this games will be able to meet the wolf god of the tribe's faith, and if nothing else, it will be a dragon.

"The two of us are safer than my sister alone. Must win. ”

After being crazy for a long time, Xia Mi, who was pretending to be asleep, sighed in her heart.

Her reason for victory was much more important: Jörmungår wanted to see the rebel's face with his own eyes.

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