My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 236 235. Burial Place of the Gods (2)

(I didn’t update or ask for leave yesterday because I slept so hard that the sky was dark and it was already the next day when I opened my eyes)

"In this sense, if the dragon clan likes a person or a certain city, then it can actually be excluded from the list of destruction?" Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that it sounded like the dragon clan was like a willful child, and she began to feel a little bit Understand Norton, Samson and even Jormungandr. It's not that those dragons are special cases among the dragon family, it's just that few people can become special existences to them. If you can get the heart of the dragon, maybe you can get the dragon itself.

...This sounds almost like the concept of love in a short story! It turns out that the creature that has been entangled with humans for thousands of years is actually such a arrogant thing? I always feel that the style of the Dragon Clan should be that of a beautiful girl with blond hair, twin ponytails and a big drill head! She will say "hum, I don't like you" and secretly expect you to grab her hand with her eyes!

The Trieste cruised above the ancient city, constantly taking photos. Chu Zihang made quick sketches in his sketchbook, trying to describe the main structure of the entire city. This was the first time that humans had discovered such complete dragon ruins. They must bring back enough research materials, which are likely to decipher the social life and true habits of the ancient dragon tribe.

"The city spreads out from the center of the central square. The four main roads, east, west, north and south, show that the city was built on the ground before sinking into the water." Chu Zihang said, "The huge square It shows that the Dragon Clan often holds grand religious activities.”

"Why did the Dragon Clan build such a tall tower?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"The Dragon Clan is used to recording wars on columnar objects, because their Dragon Clan form is very tall. These objects stand in the open air. They record glory when they win a battle, and record hatred when they lose a battle." Caesar said, "Remember the ice Seacopper pillars? When we found those fragments, they were only the size of book pages. But according to Norma's recovery results, the thing was originally thousands of meters high and could protrude directly from the seabed of the Greenland Sea to the sky. , like the Tower of Babel that can reach the sky. It is impossible for ancient humans to have that kind of technology, only the alchemy of the dragon family can do it."

The Trieste passed by the side of the tower, and only after reaching such a close distance did we realize that the sides of the towers were not completely smooth. Weird hieroglyphs used incredible carving techniques to form the slopes of the towers, because they were too small. , when viewed from a distance, it looks like one piece.

The surface of the tower has a metallic texture. Although small rust-like shellfish and sediments cover most of the surface, there are still some places that are as bright as a mirror, so the tower body would be strongly reflective, if it hadn't served as a road sign. , separated by a ridge, the Trieste will not find this city, and will still be wandering around the magma river over there.

"Please control the camera to point in different directions. Every second of the video you take is priceless. It will become the first-hand information for us to study the history of the Dragon Clan. When the filming is over, activate the sulfur bomb. We can't waste too much time. This place gives me a weird feeling. The city from who knows how many years ago is still well preserved. It feels like some kind of invisible ghost lingering in the depths of the sea." Yuan Zhisheng looked at the continuously transmitted data on the display screen. Data reporting.

"A person with dragon blood actually believes in gods and ghosts?" Caesar was amused. He was a man who was never afraid of anything and thought that anything in the world was worthy of his challenge. For example, Caesar was very nervous when he heard the rumor on the Internet that a soldier had to live with corpses on his first day in the army, so he actually went to sleep in the morgue of the hospital affiliated to Gattuso's family for a night, and he felt nothing else. I just feel a little cold due to the thin quilt.

"It's awe." Yuan Zhisheng corrected, "The Japanese believe that mountains have spirits, water spirits, and all things have spirits. If you do something extreme, there will always be something you can see, and the villain will not be able to escape after all. The law of justice.”

"Oh, then I agree with that. If people make mistakes and will not be punished, then who will believe in the glory of God?"

Caesar smiled and turned on the Trieste's sonar system. Water is an excellent medium for sound transmission. Humans may not be able to hear it, but the sonar equipment can collect sound signals from all directions to capture the target. Since the equipment department's technical strength can capture the heartbeat signal of embryos on the sea, it should be easier to accurately locate the embryos with sonar near the embryos.

"So much clutter?" Caesar frowned as he looked at the hundreds of faintly bright rippled dots on the screen. "You can search for regular sound waves in every direction."

"It's not like you are surrounded by dragon embryos, right?" Lu Mingfei felt frightened just thinking about it.

"If the Dragon Clan could mass-produce life in this quantity, then we should have laid down our weapons and surrender long ago. Your dragon-killing speed cannot keep up with the Dragon Clan's production speed. No one can stop them from dominating the world."

Caesar had no choice but to close his eyes, and the invisible Kamaita realm was released across the Trieste's shell and into the sea.

A group of sickles and weasels circled and danced in the sea water. Caesar was pleasantly surprised to find that Yan Ling's territory had expanded to an unprecedented level, even much higher than that of the Kuimen Reservoir. He could hear the sound of undercurrents, the sound of magma exploding and vaporizing, and the ancient The silent bells are the chains and black bells hanging on the ancient buildings. They will still make sounds in the sea water, but they will be low frequencies beyond the normal hearing range of humans. Only after using the sickle weasel can Caesar be favored.

The undulating music composed of thousands of bells is like a grand hymn. It is difficult to imagine that the ancient dragon tribe already had artistic pursuits thousands of years ago. They adjusted the size and internal structure of the bells so that they can emit tones of different frequencies. , when combined, it becomes a majestic hymn that is no less than an entry song.

Caesar was immersed in this music that belonged to the dragon clan. This was perhaps the first time that humans knew that the dragon clan would also have complete music. It was like the whole world was playing for him alone, which was more fascinating than the cheers of the crowd.

His face suddenly changed. He heard a regular dissonance in this wave of sound, which caused flaws in the performance. This was followed by hundreds or even thousands of jumps, following the largest one. The dissonant tones dance together, and the mysterious rhythms tear apart the performance of the bells. These sounds are disciplined but have no beauty, like village bully ducks that deliberately break in to cause destruction, quacking and quacking.

"Caesar?" Chu Zihang noticed something was wrong with Caesar's expression.

"Unfortunately, we were right." Caesar turned his head and looked into Chu Zihang's eyes, "What we found was not a dragon, but a dragon's lair."

The whole city shook violently, and the sediments on the surface of the buildings were shaken off layer by layer. The bells shook wildly with a headache-splitting rhythm, making Caesar have to close the territory of Kamamaita, and Trias Huge red dots lit up one after another on the special sonar screen, each one representing a heartbeat. Hundreds or even thousands of things were waking up, as if the things inside heard Caesar's whisper, in order to prove to him that they Having reached the realm of God, the city is slowly showing its original appearance.

Lu Mingfei took a breath of air-conditioning. She witnessed the city that had been dead for many years wake up and open its bloody mouth. She and Yuan Zhisheng could also see what was happening to the Trieste on their screens. In this situation, the equipment department misjudged the intelligence. The huge heartbeat that could penetrate the seawater was not a specific creature, but countless dragon embryos maintaining the same heartbeat on the 10,000-meter-deep seabed.

"Should I call you Monster or Gundam?" Caesar said looking at the thing in front of him.

It has been 20 years since the Lenin sank to the bottom of the sea. During these 20 years, it was buried by countless dust, dead seaweed and various sediments. Just like those ancient cities, it is impossible to see clearly where it is.

But now there is no need to look for it anymore. The Lenin "stands" in front of the Trieste's searchlight. This 134-meter steel giant is covered with dark red sarcoma, and the bloody flesh is accompanied by the sea water. Every time it stirred, large swaths of red mist were sprayed out. The tentacle-like things hundreds of meters long were like an octopus entangled with the Lenin. Each tentacle had jagged sharp incisions and similar muscles. The mouthparts of the tissue, these tentacles were inserted into the reinforced iron bones of the Lenin, and the blood-colored meridians covered every part of the ship as if they were forcibly grown in these metals.

Visible to the naked eye, the Lenin was torn in half by some violent explosion below the waterline in the middle of the ship. This was probably the reason why it sank in the first place, but now the ship is forcibly linked together by sarcomas and blood vessels. It looked like a first-time executioner who failed to cut off the prisoner's head at once. The tissues connected in the middle revealed bloody terror.

It was these overflowing blood vessels that formed the sarcoma and tentacles, and it was they that lifted the Lenin up from the ruins and stood upright not far in front of the Trieste at a nearly vertical angle. In front of this kind of thing, it is as small as a small toy model. A large number of sarcomas are supporting it in the lower body of the Lenin. You can imagine how powerful those blood vessels and sarcomas are, and they can push a 10,000-ton giant to life under the huge pressure in the deep sea. When pushed up, the flesh and blood turned the Lenin into a living zombie. The threads of black blood squirmed and dragged the Lenin along the seabed. The loud sound was like the footsteps of a giant. Although it was pitifully slow, it was indeed able to move. stand up.

But the Lenin could not go far. The dirty and twisted flesh bound it, making it a part of the ancient city, and its blood was extracted and offered to the entire city. This scene looks like some kind of bloody ritual, like the black magic in medieval legends. Twisted and unimaginable creations are blended together in strange ways. The dragon's blood flowing out of the Lenin is forced to irrigate this city. In the ancient city, what really wants to wake up is not the Lenin, but something deeper in the ancient city.

What needs to be sacrificed with the blood of an ancient dragon? The dragon's blood may only breed demons that are more terrifying than dragons!

"Is this showing off to us? Is this embryo alive and capable of thinking?" Caesar was also stunned. He was not afraid of this kind of thing. He just thought of the puppet show with strings, the embryo they were about to destroy. It seemed to be controlling the Lenin, and the action just now looked like it was planning to hit the Trieste directly with such a heavy object, but some kind of resistance counteracted this idea.

"No, it's not attacking, it's wrestling!" Chu Zihang pointed at the porthole and said loudly, "Look at the bubbles generated around those blood vessels! The Lenin wants to escape from this place, but those blood vessels are pulling it back, and they are not allowed to Lenin leaves the city!”

Caesar watched for a while, and he had to admit that Chu Zihang might be right, because new sprouts were constantly protruding from the broken buildings in the ancient city, piercing into the deck or hull of the Lenin to strengthen its control. , the Lenin was able to get a little closer to the Trieste's position at first, but now it can't even take a step forward, and can only be forcibly pulled back to its original dormant place by those angiosarcomas.

"The Lenin...is it asking for help from us?" Lu Mingfei whispered.

This scene is really miserable and unbearable, and what’s even more strange is that the protagonist is not a beautiful girl being played by tentacles, but a giant steel ship. But even with such a thing, Lu Mingfei still felt very uncomfortable looking at it. There seemed to be something in that ship that had resisted the fate of being used as a sacrifice for more than 20 years, but it failed too many times, so it He had to surrender in such humiliation. But when the Trieste's light pierced the silence of the deep sea, it was like hope descending into the abyss. The Lenin briefly broke free of its own will and sent a distress signal to the Trieste.

"It seems that the cargo on the Lenin was indeed an embryo, and the embryo transformed the steel into a part of it." Yuan Zhisheng stared at the big screen, "I think I have found the reason why the Lenin sank. Someone deliberately Use this embryo as a sacrifice to something that has been buried here for a long time. It will only be a devil more terrifying than a tyrannosaurus! Caesar! Release the sulfur bomb!"

The cold light was directed at Yuan Zhisheng, and his instinct over the years made Yuan Zhisheng jump back suddenly, but the opponent's target was not him, but the data cable of his headset.

"There is a logistics problem. Professor Schneider cannot be contacted. Don't drop the bomb yet. Wait a moment, boss." Lu Mingfei pressed the headset and casually cut the communication data cable on the machine into several sections. Throw it to your feet.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at the knife in Lu Mingfei's hand. The knife was very special. It seemed to be completely transparent. There was no record of what weapon Lu Mingfei used in the data of the headquarters. Let's just say she's pretty good at shooting.