I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　Taking a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, he smiled, walked slowly to someone, and talked with him skillfully, as if everything before was just an illusion.

　　Only Kevin took a sip of red wine and glanced at him without a trace.

　　The ear power of a level 0 extraordinary person is quite amazing, not to mention the level 2 him...

　　……

　　"Dong dong..."

　　The knock on the door was remembered in the dead darkness.

　　After a while, the door was pushed open, and a ray of light penetrated into it, illuminating a corner of a certain back.

　　The staff of the ninth district who pushed the door was in a trance, and seemed to see a sinuous shadow full of cyan scales on the man's back, which made him suffocate.

　　"Even if the Feathered Serpent statue has not really been activated, Professor Lucas has become more and more extraordinary."

　　Lucas was awakened by the knock on the door, opened his eyes slowly, got out of the quiet meditation state, and turned his head: "Is it time?"

　　"Yes, Professor, it's only five minutes before the sacrifice time."

　　So, Lucas, who was wearing a black robe, got up and walked out of the quiet room. Brightness and noise suddenly hit him. He seemed to have fallen from the mysterious world of thoughts into the world.

　　It is said that one person exceeds [-], and there are no boundaries.

　　At this moment, he looked out and saw that under the newly built flat-topped pyramid, densely packed people were sitting in a pile, and the place had gradually become quiet under the reminder of the official personnel.

　　After all, if you can't do this well, and you want to fight for a place in a good university in the United States for the children of your tribe, it will be basically useless.

　　Although I don't know why these Americans are helping to worship the ancient Indian gods, but who cares, just take it if it's good.

　　Lucas suddenly felt a little emotional.

　　Two or three months ago, he was a professor of history at the National Autonomous University of Mexico, and his greatest wish in life was to solve the mystery of the eastward crossing of Yin people.

　　But the sudden subsidence, the exploration in the rainforest, completely changed his life.

　　Although Lucas has not fully understood his mission, at least he sees that because of his existence, the environment of the American Indian compatriots is getting better.

　　That was enough to make him happy.

　　These days, following the voices that occasionally appeared in his mind, he retraced the memories of the ancestors in the bloodline intermittently, and gradually gained some inheritance from the high priest.

　　For example, how to meditate to enhance the soul, how to increase contact with the statue of Feather Serpent, how to mobilize the power of the statue, how to use these powers to attack and defend, and so on.

　　But no matter what, the high priest is not an extraordinary person in essence, but a "pseudo-supernatural", mastering extraordinary power with a mortal body.

　　The thoughts of the Indian people must be guided by the blood of the priests before they can be correctly invested in the idols and transformed into divine power, and all the power of the priests comes from the idols.

　　That's why it is said that the high priest is the medium of mortal and divine power.

　　The person from the ninth district next to him brought a long box and opened it, only to see an emerald green jade snake-shaped scepter lying in it.

　　"Professor, this is the high priest's scepter that we spent a lot of money to make according to your description by the most outstanding traditional Indian jade carver in Meizhou."

　　The Ninth District employee said.

　　Lucas was a little helpless when he heard the words: "I have made it very clear before. According to the inheritance of my current awakening, whether the utensils are made of ancient methods or milled by modern lathes will not affect the sacrificial activities."

　　"The point is people, Indians, and the thoughts are pure enough to not be full of resentment, hatred, or other thoughts that are not good for human beings. The thoughts obtained in that way are evil thoughts, and the statues will not be collected at all."

　　"This is an insurance measure taken by the sages of the Holy Shield in order to prevent foreign evils from mixing in and trying to contaminate the statue."

　　The employee smiled with some difficulty.

　　The repeated failures of the sacrifices in the past have also passed on to their preparers. Now, in order to throw the blame, they can restore the ancient scenes and try their best to restore them.

　　For example, the traditional feather clothing of more than [-] people costs a lot.

　　These gestures are mainly for the superiors to see: I have done everything I can, and if I fail, you can't blame me, right?

　　Seeing this, Lucas could only shake his head helplessly, picked up the jade scepter in the box, and under the protection of the fighters in the ninth district, moved towards the flat-topped pyramid surrounded by the crowd.

　　The many Indians who made up the number on the outside were a little curious when they looked at the compatriots who were walking slowly in black retro robes under the protection of several strong men in black suits.

　　After all, as everyone who made up the number, they all wore traditional costumes today, which were obviously presiding over sacrifices, but instead they wore unknown black robes.

　　But in fact, this black robe is exactly what Lucas remembered in his bloodline, as the ancestor of the high priest who served as the medium between the Holy Shield and the mortals of Magnesia.

　　Essentially a simplified version of the ancient Aegis dress without the Aegis logo and golden sash.

　　As Lucas moved forward, the crowd separated to both sides.

　　When it came to the "inner ring" of a thousand "¨'pure blood" Indians, these people looked at Lucas with distinctly different eyes, with a tangle that was revealed on the outside.

　　These inheritors of Indian culture obviously know what the Indians who preside over such a ceremony should be called and what their identity is.

　　The reason for the entanglement is because this sacrifice was led by the initiative of the United States, who knows what the hell is going on in the hearts of those people.

　　But Lucas has practiced the high priest meditation method for so long, and even passed the statue of Feathered Serpent several times. His soul and temperament are different from the past, with a certain smell of sunshine and rain.

　　 It's like... the power of Feathered Serpent is entangled.

　　This "pure-blood" Indian seemed to see a long, winding blue-scale shadow in a trance, looming around him.

　　While everyone was horrified, they finally bowed their heads respectfully to him.

　　I have to say that sometimes in areas with strong religious beliefs, even if some miracles are really shown, it is difficult to attract the attention of others, and it is easier to cover up the past.

　　Like the story of the wolf coming.

　　After all, those religious people usually say that their gods exist, but this time they just changed their words, and the essence is still the same.

　　When Professor Lucas walked under the flat-topped pyramid, the surrounding fighters in the ninth district stopped, because as outsiders, they could not board it on such an occasion.

　　It was almost noon, and the sun was so high that it looked as if it happened to hang over the flat-topped pyramid.

　　The building is nine stories high, with 91 steps on each side, plus the top one, the number is exactly 365, representing three hundred and sixty-five days in a year.

　　This is a one-to-one restoration team modeled on the Chichen Itza ruins in Mexico.

　　Lucas took a deep breath, and in the midst of all the attention, holding a serpentine jade scepter, step by step, he stepped onto the flat-topped pyramid.

　　At this moment, the scene is extraordinarily quiet, only the sound of the wind spreads in the sky, and the solemn atmosphere gradually spreads out.

　　Lucas suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. Every time he took a step up, his heartbeat became shorter.

　　This feeling, which he had never had before, made him realize a clear understanding:

　　This time... it seems to be done!

　　.......

Chapter 259

　　Edgar stood on the observation deck and watched silently.

　　Compared with the huge flat-topped pyramid, Lucas, who was slowly climbing up the steps, was like an inconspicuous little black spot, but everyone's eyes were focused on him.

　　The quieter the surroundings, the more pronounced the heartbeat.

　　"Plop...plop..."

　　Edgar could even clearly perceive that his temples were agitated by the intensified blood flow, just like his uneasy heart at the moment.

　　Ever since the Blue Star Five Kingdoms knew that myths had real prototypes, and the example of the Nine Dings of the Yan Kingdom before them, almost all of them have been moved by the historical relics involved in myths and legends.

　　But the problem is that although there are many myths in the Western world, including Norse mythology, Greek mythology, Roman mythology, Celtic mythology, etc., but in the end, monotheistic mythology dominates.

　　And the sacred relics handed down by the monotheism are always a little difficult to describe.

　　For example, whether the Shroud of Turin is real or not, and how old it is, has been doubtful until now, and the so-called "Shards of the True Cross" are enough for the whole world to make a boat.

　　But if you look for the cultural relics left by other myths, you can't find any clues.

　　Objectively speaking, a country like the Yan Kingdom can clearly remember events from more than [-] years ago in the history books, and the cultural relic sites from [-] to [-] years ago can still be traced in ancient poems. One star alone.

　　For example, the Nine Dings of the Yan Kingdom are indeed myths and legends, but there are indeed historical records, such as "Zuo Zhuan", "Historical Records", etc., and lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

　　But for the Western world, such as Odin's eternal gun, it really only exists in mythology, and it is difficult to find any traces of it with historical evidence.

　　Gaul and Britain have rummaged through their own museums, and the result is that the "true cultural relics" with the longest history in them were all snatched from the Yan Kingdom in the past.

　　Thus, the situation immediately fell into a very embarrassing situation.

　　During this period of time, the Xiong Kingdom, Gaul Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Great Britain had almost taken turns to negotiate with the five Nordic countries and the Mediterranean Greek wax, hoping to send an archaeological team to go to their country to scavenge sheep... No, it was a joint search for historical relics.

　　Therefore, in general, the United States is in a relatively good situation with the Indian civilization and mythology of the Magnesia.

　　But the official resources of the United States are not unlimited, and many sacrifices have been spent many times. This time... I really can't fail again.

　　While Edgar was thinking about it, Professor Lucas finally walked to the last three steps away from the top statue.

　　He couldn't go any further.

　　This is not the dross of "the difference between mortals and gods" in the inherited bloodline memory, but if the activation is successful, if it is too close, he will not be able to stand 167.

　　Lucas looked up at the lifelike jade statue of the Feathered Serpent.

　　Under the sunlight, the god's eyes were reflecting a faint light, as if the companion of the leader of the Holy Shield expedition more than [-] years ago had really been resurrected at this moment.

　　The thoughts honed from long-term meditation, the "tacit understanding" that was occasionally connected and cultivated, and today's strange state, allowed him to faintly perceive the hidden power inside the statue, as if the window paper was pierced, and it would rise to the sky. Get up.

　　Lucas turned around slowly, facing the crowd under the flat-topped pyramid, raising the jade scepter little by little.

　　"Saluteno...Kuiwa...Gonadono..."

　　The obscure ancient Indian language came out of his mouth, and when the first word came out, Lucas was acutely aware of the difference.

　　Mental power is being consumed!

　　These "key"-like words are not the first time he has tried.

　　But every time he said a word, he consumed a bit of mental energy, so that after the whole sentence was finished, the whole person felt a little more tired, but it was the first one that appeared.

　　Lucas became more and more excited.

　　The thousand people below were surprised to find that during the rehearsal in the past, because the distance was too high and too far, the voice could not be heard at all, but now it became so clear, as if it was ringing in the ear.

　　What's even more amazing is that they clearly don't understand this ancient Indian language, but at this moment, the specific meaning emerges in their hearts involuntarily.

　　"The sacrifices begin, dance, and call for sacrifice songs."

　　For some reason, when the meaning emerged, most of the thousand people had goosebumps inexplicably, as if the instincts that were sleeping in their genes were awakened.