Chapter 63: Dungeon (6)

In the depths of the dungeon, an incomparably heavy bronze gate locks the entrance to the goblin prehistoric treasure, the bronze gate has gone through millions of years of vicissitudes, but there is no rust on the surface, it is still as smooth as new, and even can illuminate the reflection of people, no matter how precise the ruler is used to measure, the ratio of the width and height of the bronze gate is 1:2, even if it is magnified to the extent of microscopic particles, the ratio is still 1:2, there is no error at all, perfect!

The miraculous manufacturing capacity shows that the civilization technology of the ancient goblins has reached an unsurpassable peak.

The bronze gate stands there silently, not opened for millions of years. It's a kind of silent pride and blatant contempt, and any intelligent creature standing in front of this bronze gate will marvel at the greatness of the ancient goblin civilization and sigh to himself.

On the other side of the bronze gate, in the prehistoric treasures of the goblins, the most precious is the vast and countless bronze classics, astronomy, geography, biology, machinery, and so on, all of which are elaborated to the extreme state of subtlety, as long as an ordinary person comprehends the essence of one in ten billion, he will immediately be transcendent, and his wisdom will reach an unattainable realm.

The bronze classics of the goblin are pressed into thin plates, and then the goblin text is engraved on it, even if it reaches the end of the years, there will be no damage, but for some reason, all the bronze classics have corroded into mottled bronze rust, piles scattered on the ground, the original engraved text has long been blurred and illegible.

In the outermost part of the prehistoric treasure, there are generations of weapons used by ancient goblins with the progress of civilization, from the age of cold weapons to the age of thermonuclear weapons, and even the powerful god-killing pole weapons. However, it is a pity that only some low-level weapons remain, and all the other weapons that can destroy the world and the bronze texts have turned into piles of bronze rust, and there is no possibility of recovery.

From the low-level weapons that have been retained by luck, you can see countless cold weapons made of bronze, broadswords, swords, spears, and shields, all of which are exquisite and extremely sharp. There are countless elegant and simple bronze handcuffs, its ammunition is a kind of round fruit called the purple gold pill, the purple gold pill contains a large number of metal elements and a small part of the explosive mixed elements, once excited by the external force of the bronze handcuff, the explosive mixed elements will explode violently, the purple gold pill is launched from the bronze handcuff, the range can reach 500 steps, there is the power of cracking the stone.

Zijin Pill is a plant fruit called alfalfa, which grows around the lava river, and the root system is particularly developed, up to tens of meters or even hundreds of meters, especially likes the soil rich in sulfur and metals, and can absorb sulfur and different metal ions as its own nutrients, and the fruit is Zijin Pill, which is extremely hard in texture and very similar in appearance to Zijin.

On the other side of the bronze handcuffs, there are a pair of bronze wings hanging, as if the angel's wings are vivid, each bronze feather is full of metallic texture, these bronze wings are driven by steam, as long as water and a special catalyst are poured into the hollow bronze wings, the catalyst and water reaction, will produce a continuous and stable steam power, the ancient goblins wear bronze wings, can soar in the sky, travel three thousand miles a day, the speed is faster than the goshawk.

However, in the concept of ancient goblins, soldiers are ominous weapons, and wise men have to use them as a last resort.

In the eyes of outsiders, the weapons left in the prehistoric treasures can be called divine weapons, but the ancient goblins did not attach much importance to them, as if they were insignificant and placed at will. However, it is precisely because of the lack of attention of the ancient goblins that these weapons have not been completely destroyed like the bronze classics, and from these remaining weapons like works of art, we may be able to get a glimpse of the ancient goblin civilization.

One of the most inconspicuous locations of prehistoric treasures, the hard lava is the size of a bowl, and in the middle is a pool of incomparably clear and transparent water, shining with twelve-colored light, looming, this is the legendary fountain of life, every drop can be brought back to life, containing great power.

In order to avoid being punished by the gods, the ancient goblin king's cultivation was thorough, so he had to turn too much life essence into a tear and drip in the fountain of life every thousand years, when his own strength was about to exceed a critical point and could not be suppressed. In other words, every drop of the fountain of life condenses the thousand-year-old cultivation of the Goblin King, and of course, it also contains the life imprint of the Goblin King.

However, it is a pity that despite the extreme caution of the twelve goblin kings, they were detected by the all-powerful eye of the master, and the divine punishment of destroying the world wiped out all the goblins who tried to resist, leaving only some fools who were greedy for life and afraid of death to survive. The bronze texts of the goblins are full of truth and civilization, and there is no text praising God, which is the greatest blasphemy against God, and it is naturally disgusted by the master, so it is impossible to survive in the world, and as for those weapons that are powerful enough to kill gods, they are also not suitable to exist in the world, and they are also erased by the master.

Outside the bronze gate, just as Fifth Brother Zhang was extremely embarrassed in the face of Zuna's gaze, bubbles suddenly bubbled up in the Fountain of Life, and gradually, there were more and more bubbles, as if they were boiling, bursts of mist filled the top of the Fountain of Life, and a twelve-colored light suddenly shot out from the Fountain of Life, forming an arched rainbow bridge, and instantly crossed the bronze gate and came to the front of Fifth Brother Zhang.

At the top of the twelve-colored rainbow bridge, there were twelve small projections, all wearing crowns and white robes, with different faces, either quiet, or serene, or smiling, or majestic, but all exuding a strong aura of wisdom, and their deep eyes seemed to penetrate all the past and future, the truth of the universe and the changes of the world.

"King!" Zuna exclaimed, as if she had seen something most unlikely to happen. In her memory, the twelve ancient goblin kings fell under the punishment of the gods millions of years ago, and the gods were all destroyed, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

"Zuna, you're not dead, it's good, it's good." The projection of the twelve goblin kings was vivid, and their voices were incomparably vicissitudes, revealing a mood of joy. They created Zuna with their own hands, just like Zuna's father.

The King of Origins, Dibas.

Lord of Evolution, Hurt.

The king of Gewu, Saisibo.

King of Nature, Hagenthel.

The Lord of Truth, Douglas.

King of Reincarnation, Immanu.

King of Equality, Festo.

King of Liberty, Neptune.

The King of Charity, Jupiter.

The King of Sincerity, Xiu.

Lord of Time and Space, Toleo.

Lord of Light, Crane.

Zuna looked at the ancient goblin kings and burst into tears, for millions of years, she had been sleeping alone in the depths of the lava, and today she finally saw her father who gave her life again.

"The power of the Juggernaut is too powerful for us goblin clan to compete with, and what you see now is the projection of consciousness that we shine through with the help of the Fountain of Life, not the ontology. Zuna, our child, from the moment you were born, we foresaw your future, don't be confused, now you have lost only power, power is not omnipotent, in the future you will understand. Your existence is a variable left by us, we lost the previous battle, but when you grow up, maybe you can break a game for us. ”

Zuna knelt on the ground and said with both grievance and some shame: "King, I am defeated, defeated by a human being. Moreover, he not only defeated me, but also took my heart, I am so useless! ”

When the twelve ancient goblin kings heard this, they did not get angry, but said with a smile: "Good defeat, good defeat!" Zuna, you have been too smooth, even the divine punishment can be escaped, your soul has not been tempered, so after millions of years, your strength has not only not improved, but has greatly regressed. This failure is not a bad thing, even if you recover to your heyday, if you meet a man in your fate, you will still be defeated, which is already doomed in the dark. Only when you meet the man in your destiny can you merge yin and yang and comprehend the Great Dao. ”

"Is he the man in fate?" Zuna muttered to herself, her eyes drifting to Fifth Brother Zhang who was standing aside.

Fifth Brother Zhang looked at the twelve ancient goblin kings on the Rainbow Bridge, and he was already stunned with surprise, these guys who looked exactly like obscene goblins, but the temperament exuded by them was very different. In the words of the old scholar of Heishi Village, there is a poetry and bookish atmosphere in his belly, which is a strong bookish atmosphere, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, but they are deeply impressed.

"The son of the totem is really extraordinary, his soul comes from another worldly future, travels through infinite time and space, and is unscathed. Even if we are in our heyday, we have almost exhausted the mysteries of time and space, and if we use our souls to break through the barriers of multiple spaces against the long river of time, we will lose most of our consciousness, and we may fall into time and space. ”

The twelve ancient goblin kings looked at Fifth Brother Zhang with a calm attitude, as if they had seen him through all of a sudden.

Fifth Brother Zhang was stunned, since he came to the Oss Continent, it was the first time that someone had discovered his secret, it seemed that these twelve goblin kings were really not simple, even if it was a projection of the imprint of life, they were also insightful and omniscient.

"It's not as mysterious as you say, I slept in the crop field, and when I woke up, I came to this hellish place, and I didn't think it was so difficult?"

The twelve goblin kings smiled and said, "The past cannot be changed, so it is much more difficult to go up against the river of time than to go down the river to see the future. As for going against the current, while being able to break through the barriers of multiple spaces, this is even more difficult, and only an existence of the same level as the Juggernaut can easily do it. ”

"Juggernaut? What is it? "It's the habit of Fifth Brother Zhang to ask if he doesn't understand, and he hates second goods who don't know how to pretend to understand.

"The Juggernaut is the sower and reaper of the multiverse, and all energy, whether material or soul, as long as it exceeds a certain threshold, will be harvested by the Juggernaut."

"Hehe, it turns out that the master is a farmer, and it's similar to me before." Fifth Brother Zhang said with a laugh.