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Therefore, Dr. Pickman really took Chen Jing to take a shortcut.

That was only known to the top brass within the association, and was a safe passage dedicated to evacuating researchers within the site.

It's an elevator hidden behind the wall.

There is a lot of space.

Even Bai Aji could barely squeeze in.

"The ancient buildings outside are actually not the main body of the ruins. The throne you mentioned is further down the ruins..."

"Thank you for your hard work..." Chen Jing held on to the elevator handle, clutching his stomach with a pained look on his face. Most of the violent emotions in his mind disappeared, and he seemed to have returned to his normal self. "When I get back and I have a chance to treat you to dinner..."

"Okay, okay!" Pickman nodded in agreement, "I like to eat Jiangyang cuisine from your country! I also like to eat..."

"Shut up."

Jagerthos gave Pickman a cold look.

He knew that Chen Jing was not feeling well now, because he noticed the energy fluctuations coming from the "deep space source"...it was in Chen Jing's stomach, as if it was rushing out.

Perhaps remembering Xue Shiguan's tragic situation before, Dr. Pickman could only smile at this moment, no matter how crazy he was, and did not dare to make any more noise.

The elevator is very slow.

It took almost three minutes before it slowly stopped.

When the elevator door opened, Chen Jing ran out almost in a panic, staggering as if he could not stand firmly.

This is the deepest part of the ancient ruins.

It is also the soul of this ancient ruins.

In this huge square.

Tents set up by associations can be seen everywhere.

They should all be used by staff. There are many unknown instruments and tools placed in the transparent tent.

"Yes...that's it..."

Chen Jing looked up tremblingly. In the sky about a hundred meters above the ground...he finally saw the target of his trip, the ancient throne that had existed for an unknown number of years.

This is consistent with Smith's original description.

This huge throne made of gold is suspended in mid-air.

It's like being freed from the influence of gravity.

When Chen Jing raised his head and stared at it.

The sound of ringing bells also happened to come from inside the throne.

The solemn and long sound of the bell seemed to come from the end of time, which sounded to Chen Jing with a sense of sadness that had gone through all the vicissitudes of life...

Yes.

This is what Huang Yin longs for.

That throne that once existed in deep space!

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thump.

Boom, boom.

Chen Jing could clearly hear his own heartbeat at this moment, a rhythm that followed the sound of a bell like a war drum.

The moment he saw the throne, he found that the "Yellow King's Seal" suddenly calmed down and no longer continued to impact outside the body, but gradually sank from the body surface into the flesh.

"Dr. Pickman, get out of here first."

Hearing Chen Jing's words, Dr. Pickman seemed a little hesitant.

Because the staff in the ancient ruins have almost retreated, it can be said that there are only two of them left in the entire ancient ruins.

Pickman is no fool.

He could see Chen Jing's "greed" for the throne, so at this time he didn't want to leave here at all. He wanted to see what Chen Jing was going to do.

"Let's go." Jegertos's armor-covered palm gently rested on Pickman's shoulder. The cold and biting touch woke the doctor up. "This place will collapse soon. You stay here." It’s going to die here.”

"Then...what about you?" Pickman asked cautiously.

"Don't worry about it." Yegetos said coldly.

Perhaps sensing that Jegertos's attitude had become a little impatient, Pickman did not dare to ask any more questions.

In his opinion, this kind of terrifying family cannot be understood from a human perspective at all...

It's not Chen Jing.

There is no patience at all.

If it really felt uncomfortable at all, I'm afraid the broad sword in its hand would have to swing towards his neck.

As for whether Chen Jing can stop it in time... Pickman doesn't dare to bet.

"I'm leaving now!" Pickman turned around and ran to the elevator, as if he was afraid that the earthquake would bury him underground. "You must come out in time! I will apply for support from the association headquarters!"

No one responded to him at this moment, and even Chen Jing didn't bother to say goodbye to Pickman.

At this time, the throne had attracted all of Chen Jing's attention.

It was as if he possessed some kind of indescribable magic power... Chen Jing's clear eyes reflected the golden throne hanging in the sky, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

This throne is different from the one in the Yellow King's Courtyard.

About three meters high.

It looks like it is cast entirely from gold.

But there are many black scratches on the dark golden surface, as if they existed when it was originally made. The black dents are very deep.

At the top of the throne's backrest is a relief totem of the Yellow King.

There is a groove in the very center of the totem.

This makes Chen Jing feel familiar no matter how he looks at it...

"Clearance."

Chen Jing suddenly said, even though his mind was almost confused by the throne, the remaining reason was still warning him.

"You go and destroy all those cameras."

"Camera?"

Chen Jing turned around and pointed at the devices installed on the four walls of the square.

"Destroy them all, otherwise it will be easy to leave evidence."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that troublesome..." Jegertos seemed to have a better idea and whispered, "I can create a realm that isolates external objects..."

After saying that, Yegetos slowly raised his head and looked at the throne suspended in the sky.

next second.

The black substance under his helmet surged out without warning, like overwhelming black flames, isolating the area where Chen Jing and the others were from the outside world in just an instant.

Viewed from the outside.

It was like a black pillar of fire about thirty meters in diameter appeared in the center of the square.

Silently burning black flames.

Isolated from all prying eyes.

"king……"

Yegetos suddenly knelt down on one knee towards Chen Jing, and Bai Aji also bent his knees and slowly knelt down.

The throne high in the sky is calling Chen Jing, the last king among kings.

Both Yegetos and Baiaji could clearly sense that when they came to this level and saw the throne, the endless deep air breath spread out from the depths of the throne...

It has been waiting for the new king to come!

That must be it!

"That is the only throne in deep space... The Yellow King died on this throne at the end of his life..."

"That is the supreme authority..."

"It is a symbol of your future visit to deep space..."

Chen Jing couldn't listen to these tedious "prayers."

His body trembled violently, and thousands of long golden threads as thick as hair emerged from the pores on his body and began to dance and sway in the air.

Not a moment.

These golden silk threads gradually connected with each other and gathered into pieces until they turned into countless pieces of thin and soft yellow silk...

now.

It was like someone was playing a silent jigsaw puzzle on Chen Jing's body.

Silks are spliced ​​together.

Finally, the yellow robe that had been hidden in Chen Jing's body was revealed.

"Help me up..." Chen Jing didn't know what happened. There seemed to be fire burning in his chest, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. Even walking became difficult.

Hearing the words of the master Chen Jing, Jegertos, as a loyal minister, could not help but tremble and felt the supreme honor.

"As you wish..."

Yegetos helped Chen Jing and jumped up on Baiage's back.

at the same time.

Bai Aji also seemed to have suddenly changed into a "beast".

That solemn and solemn demeanor.

It’s hard to imagine how it used to imitate people’s swear words and curses.

Flap your wings and come into the air.

Chen Jing slowly walked up to the throne with the support of Yegetosi.

"What's going on...it's like the blood is burning..." Chen Jing murmured to himself and sat down on the throne with a plop.

Under the hood of the yellow robe.

Even Yegetos and Baiaji, who were most familiar with deep space, could not see Chen Jing's true face hidden in the hood.

Underneath the hood is a void that cannot be accurately described in words or words.

But in this void.

A totem that was very familiar to Yegetos gradually lit up.

That is the totem of the Yellow King.

"The Yellow King's Seal... turns out to be it..."

at this moment.

A golden object gradually emerged from under the hood.

It is about ten centimeters in diameter.

The whole body looks like cast gold.

Like a gold coin or gold cake with a jagged edge.

There are countless incantations from deep space engraved on the side.

On the front, a clear Yellow King totem is highlighted in relief.

"It turns out that it is part of the throne..." Chen Jing reluctantly opened his eyelids with difficulty and witnessed the entire process of the Yellow King's Seal leaving the body.