Chapter 3290 The Deadly Empty City
“Maybe Menak really didn’t come here for the massacre this time.”
Amnak expressed his point of view.
"Otherwise they have no reason to clean up the battlefield. The only possibility is that they captured everyone in the city."
"Captured?"
Soshyan frowned.
“What are they arresting people for?”
“Actually, you should have imagined it.”
Amnak said this, Soshyan immediately thought of it and squinted Eye-catching.
“Retrobiotic transformation, have they already started?”
"Not necessarily, maybe it's just for testing, or for some other purpose."
"If that's the case, doesn't it mean there won't be skinners here, isn't it a waste of time?"< br>
As Soshiyang walked, he felt a little upset. For the first time, he felt like he was being controlled every step of the way, as if what he was going to do had already been determined.
Soon, the two came to a seaside square. On one side of the square was a huge church, with statues of commanders on horseback on both sides. Around the edge of the other side, there were many dilapidated buildings scattered around. Stalls, the road away from the square was deserted.
Like other places, the square was empty, even the trees were bare, and the marble floor tiles washed by rain reflected the sky monotonously.
"Go to the church. It is often the first place people choose when encountering a disaster. If there is a cellar, we may be able to find survivors hiding, and we will know what happened."
On the way to the church, Suo asked Shi Yang saw a three-story mansion. Generally, the status of living in such a location would not be too low, so he turned around to take a look at the situation.
He opened a door, stale air billowing in, its interior dusty, the house extending from a central corridor with a flight of stairs that spiraled to the floors above.
"The internal structure of the house is intact, the table is still in place, and there are no signs of struggle. It is strange that even if someone is arrested, there should be some movement."
Then the two approached the church. The main door was closed tightly, and the two bronze doors were engraved with images of soldiers marching. Soshyan noticed that the door and the surrounding stones were deformed by some force, and the statues on both sides of the door were also destroyed. The bronze statues were It was as if a part of it had been directly erased by some force. "This is."
Soshyan ran his hand over the missing part of the statue and got the result.
"Gauss weapons, it seems there is still resistance."
Then he pressed his hand on the door, pushed it gently, and the heavy and majestic copper door opened with a bang. .
The interior of the church is in ruins. In the auditorium under the ancient and magnificent central spire, the walls and floors are inlaid with black and white marble patterns. The wooden benches are in pieces, and wisps of pale light shine through the gaps in the dome. Came in.
"They fought here, but were defeated, and then... the men disappeared."
Soshyan said as he examined the mural on the nearest wall, which showed angels and thrones, or lords being crowned, and armies marching through the streets of the city.
“Something is coming.”
Amnak suddenly said softly, and Soshyan raised his head with feeling.
Something flew down from the spire. It swooped down and hovered over the two men, making a metallic buzzing sound - it was a huge metallic insect, suspended on silver wings. In the air, trailing limbs with blades, small red lenses focused on Soshyan, and its gleaming jaws clicked. Soon the scarab flew away again and disappeared from the hole in the steeple.
"It seems that someone is indeed waiting for us."
Through the circular opening at the top of the minaret, a low and loud crackling and buzzing sound can be heard in the sky, and Soshyan walked out of the church Through the gate, you can see thousands of metal scarabs forming a vast torrent in the sky, which is extremely spectacular, and they are all rushing in one direction.
“Since you’re invited, let’s go and have a look.”
Following the torrent, the two of them came to a huge amphitheater, which should be the city’s The iconic building looks quite majestic, with scarabs gathering on it and then disappearing into the white dome.
What might be in this?
An ambush by the Menak Dynasty?
Some kind of super weapon?
A trap that imprisons space and time?
But Soshyan felt nothing. He glanced at Amnak, who glanced left and right and said:
"There is nothing in my eyes, but It’s hard to say with Necrontyr’s skills, so it’s better to choose a direct path.”
As soon as he said this, Soshyan came back to his senses and smiled slightly.
"That's right."
After saying that, he bent his knees slightly, and then jumped suddenly, and Amnak beside him also took a step and rushed to the lion statues. Jumping up to tens of meters high.
The two of them went straight to the top of the theater one after the other. As they fell, the eggshell-shaped top suddenly collapsed into a big hole. Soshyan jumped directly into it, and Amnak followed closely. thereafter.
With two booms, the two fell to the ground, causing a burst of dust.
"Huh?"
Soshiyang found that they landed on a stand on the second floor of the theater. Looking around, there were dull figures sitting in the densely packed auditorium.
Those are all human beings, with their eyes wide open and their mouths closed, like dolls that have lost their souls. But Soshyan can feel their breathing, but not the heat of their souls. It seems... What swallowed.
Suddenly, the green light turned on and pointed towards the stage.
It was arranged like a palace, with hundreds of puppet actors in unique clothes posing in various poses, gardeners, servants, poets, musicians, ministers. They are all human beings without exception, Human beings who have lost their souls are as stiff as puppets.
Surrounded by them is a lone king, wearing a golden mask, with an outline that is both noble and angry. He is covered with a snow-white robe. There is no trace of skin, but people can feel the aura of looking down on all living beings.
The moment it raised its head slightly, strange and melodious music sounded. It was a foreign tune that Soshyan had never heard before, sad, desperate, and filled with resentment of death.
“.I was a bystander, but I was surprised to find that people were saying what I wanted to say.”
For a moment, a low, metallic voice echoed in the theater, Soshiyang frowned slightly, and was about to jump down, but was stopped by Amuaq on the side.
The other party smiled and said softly:
"It seems quite interesting. Let's see how much time is not wasted."
"Which is more painful, fact or fiction? When you feel pain because of a noble reason-at least a reason that you think is noble. But what happens when people demean you and lower the level of your pain? That's not possible, but it's sad that some people naively believe it is. Possible, and at the same time, some people know it but still build a majestic palace for the void? Our only freedom is to admit that freedom does not exist and obey the fate of unfreedom. But this unfreedom brings new pain, or rather , all the pain in this world boils down to death.”