Chapter Seventy-Six: Metatron

"Do you need my brother to help you? Is it to drag you out, or to shove you in? Du Zhengyi squatted down behind Roach and looked into the safe he was rummaging, and threw a wad of money out from under Roach's knee. Fortune boys? ”

Roach slipped backwards and sat down on the back hem of his coat, staring down at what he was holding. "Humans are really discovering something here."

Du Zhengyi was just about to look over his shoulder to see what he was holding, he slapped his hand on his coat suddenly, and clasped the thing with one hand, not showing Du Zheng. It seemed to be a rather thin thing, and when it passed by, Du Zheng caught a glimpse of the luster of dark metal. "What are you doing?"

Luo Qi's expression was somewhat weird, he glanced around, Yan Hao turned his head in amusement, and took two steps back. Luo Qi clasped his palms and turned back to glare at Du Zhengyi, "Wait, wait, brother, I'll ask you a question first." ”

Du Zhengyi looked at him.

Roach grabbed a handful of hair on his forehead and pushed it up to reveal a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, "Do you remember the day you helped me meditate with the Highland Mage?" I asked you for a set graphic that represented you, do you remember what you said? ”

Du Zheng nodded.

"Why?"

"What, why?" Du Zheng asked puzzled.

Roach looked into his eyes, "Why do you like that graphic?" Why does that graphic represent you? Why do you subconsciously think of that figure? You certainly didn't say it casually, think again! What you said at that time was very important to me, and you knew in your heart that from then on, maybe when I meditate, I would always build the world with this shape, and my world is this thing, how could you say it casually! ”

Du Zheng suddenly looked at Luo Qi's hand pressed against his coat, and he seemed to know what was covered in his palm. He didn't answer the question immediately, but really thought about it for a while, and for a moment it seemed like he had gained something, but in the end he could only shake his head at Roach.

"You really don't know." Rocky said, wondering if he was disappointed. After all, mages are actually very familiar with this form, and some of the structures of the magic circles are related to this, and some of the magic compositions are similar to them. He flipped his palm, and a two-dimensional form of a black Metatron cube appeared on his hand.

Du Zhengyi picked up Metatron from his hand.

"How strange," said Roach, rubbing his hair, "your metal again." ”

"The Ancestral Mage also uses this metal." Du Zhengyi reminded him, "And it's still used a lot." ”

"Anyway, humans don't have this kind of metal." "Somehow these people found out, maybe it was dug up in the riverbed, but the blind know it's unusual anyway." They must not be far from the ancient ruins of the mage, and they will be killed because they have come to the wrong place at the wrong time. ”

Du Zhengyi thought for a moment, "Do you think it will be at the bottom of the river?" ”

"Possibly, do you know that saying?" Roach looked at the Metatron cube with his eyes, and said casually, "Dry for a thousand years, wet for 10,000 years, and half a year if it's not dry or wet." ”

Yan Hao really couldn't hold back, and couldn't continue to pretend that he hadn't heard anything, "What kind of mantra is that?" Is it the mantra of an ancient mage? ”

"Huh?" Roach raised his eyes and looked at him, "Of course not, it's a human saying. It means that if human beings buried their graves under the desert, they could be preserved for thousands of years; If you put the grave under the river, it can be preserved for 10,000 years; If it weren't for the above two conditions, the tomb robbers would have dug up within half a year. ”

Yan Hao nodded humbly, "It seems that there is some truth to saying this." ”

"Makes sense, okay?" Luo Qi said unceremoniously, "The Golden Shining King of the Two River Basins has built his tomb under the water, and it has been five or six thousand years since it was possible for humans to explore. ”

Yan Hao looked at him stunned, it was hard to judge whether what he said was true or false, with his current temperament, he was probably telling him about his Journey to the West.

Du Zhengyi has something to gain, "Jin Shanshan is...... You mean Gilgamesh, right? ”

"Or else?" Roach said, turning his head to snatch his discovery from his hand, "Can I take this?" Is it just a piece of metal? There's no energy in it! ”

"Gilgamesh of Mesopotamia?" Yan Hao finally understood a little, "I seem to remember that he was mentioned in the Battle Mage Chronicle, and in the records left by the extinct Su Mei Mage, he was the son of the Ancestor Mage and the Man. The Sumers believed that the Female Ancestor created the world's first magician to kill Gilgamesh. Unexpectedly, the magician later became Gilgamesh's friend, the only friend. Unfortunately, the magician died young, Gilgamesh tried his best to revive him, and he failed to find the elixir of life, so he finally had to admit that he was nothing more than a human. ”

Yan Hao just subconsciously wanted to show that he was not ignorant, or at least he could keep up with the conversation between Luo Qi and Du Zhengyi, but Luo Qi stood up and glared at him angrily like a scolded mother. He was stunned, and at this moment, a gunshot rang out behind him. Yan Hao dodged almost instinctively, and a bullet flew past his sleeve, knocking his sleeve open.

Everyone was startled and looked back at their work. Ten meters away from them, Liu Ziyu, who was holding a gun, stared at them at a loss, "I'm sorry, I was just going to try, but I didn't know how to get it in the wrong direction, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Luo Qi......" Du Zhengyi stood up and sighed helplessly.

Yan Hao turned back to look at Luo Qi in a daze, not knowing how everything happened, and gradually felt palpitations.

Du Zhengyi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't care, human guns...... It definitely won't hurt a battle mage. Liu Ziyu...... When testing a piece of material, it may have gone off. ”

Yan Hao glanced at him in confusion, and then at Luo Qi, who was still angry, and Luo Qi glanced at his sleeve with a clear regret. But what did he say wrong? Didn't Roach come up with this head?

Du Zhengyi stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Qi away, "Let's take a walk and see what else you want to pick up on the battlefield?" Do you want to touch the corpse after opening the treasure chest? ”

Roach was amused, pulled out the metal piece of the Metatron cube, looked at it, and slipped it into the inner pocket of his coat. "What's this called in the old language?"

Du Zhengyi read out a three-syllable word.

"Sounds familiar." Roach said.

"That's what it means to be a guide." Du Zhengyi said. "Human beings have another meaning, perhaps similar to a guide."

"Tell me about it?" Roach said.

"Guardian of Heaven."

Roach's heart moved, "Isn't that you?" ”