Chapter 1068 The Ghost of Ctesiphon
When Soshyan was forced to swallow the bitter pill of failure, in the dark and deep underground passage, Garmozej was fighting Chaos in a Spartan assault tank The lords were chatting and laughing.
“Thanks to your plan to attract the Astral Knights by besieging the White Templar, we have a chance to break through the Dark Angel’s blockade.”
Drum Cole It was rare for Da to praise someone, but this time he was spared no words for the Lord of the Red Pirates.
The disgraced Erquisos sat across from them, looking very unhappy, but he still glanced at Garmozejie and said in a sullen voice:
"I owe you once, I will remember it, and just let me know if you need me in the future."
Galmo Zejie just smiled slightly.
Cranon, who was sitting next to him, tilted his head and asked curiously:
"I said, how are you sure that the Astral Knight will choose to support the White Saint first? Don, not Dark Angel?”
“This——”
Garmo Zejie paused for a while, pretending to be mysterious, and then said with a smile:
“Because some people have selfish motives.”
The Destroyer Zagxin, who was resurrected from the dead, had There were traces of war all over, and there was an obvious sword mark on his helmet, but this didn't seem to affect him at all.
Only his shoulders and neck would twitch from time to time.
Hearing what Galmo Zejie said, he turned his head and asked playfully:
"You seem to be familiar with him."
"Who?"
"Who else could it be, Soshyan."
Galmo Zejie blinked. .
“I can’t say I’m very familiar with it, but I’m more familiar with it than you are.”
"What do you think of them."
Gal Mozejie smiled coldly.
"Hypocrite."
At this time, Kranon also slapped his knee suddenly and said loudly:
"They are all hypocrites, they are all the same thing!"
Zagsin did not pay attention to the Heartless, but looked at Garmo Zejie for a while, and then nodded slightly.
“We have to have a good chat when we have time.”
Deeper in this secret tunnel, two human figures also found their target in the dark cave——
"It should be here."
Thor raised his head and used the night vision function of his helmet to see clearly the huge metal ring with a diameter of more than one thousand meters in front of him.
In the center of the metal circle is a bronze sphere that fits perfectly within the frame.
Looking at the metal ring, YT-001 stepped forward and started rolling the bronze sphere.
Saul was watching from the side, and he probably guessed that this might be some kind of combination lock.
After scrolling for about a minute, a seamless panel slid open at the curve of the ring in front of him, revealing the strangely angled steps, night-black marble decorated with sapphires. texture.
YT-001 said nothing and walked in minding his own business, and Thor followed him immediately.
As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he immediately realized that this was not some kind of physical passage -
This was actually a portal!
The moment he was surrounded by the halo, Thor felt an extremely torturous sense of dislocation, as if he had crashed directly from the vast ocean in an interstellar spacecraft.
The adaptive system of the power armor sizzled due to static electricity. It tried hard to deliver a complete image to Thor, but the malfunction nearly distorted every one of his senses.
In order not to be overwhelmed by this sudden dizziness, Thor had no choice but to hold on to his sword and take a deep breath.
"Just take some time to balance your senses."
YT-001's dry voice sounded, and Thor just nodded, because he felt that if he spoke in this situation, he would definitely act like fool.
Before fully opening his eyes, Thor sank his mind into a lower state of mind and slowly relaxed. Then, when he really opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the middle of a glass platform.
This glass platform floated in the sky above countless crystal stairs that unfolded in extra dimensions and overlapped and floated at incredible angles, making him hold his breath.
Suddenly, he seemed to see figures in the distance tirelessly climbing up the endless steps. The slanted angles and dazzling reflections quickly blurred their outlines, but when he looked more carefully, those figures were... Gone.
This sight gave Thor a strange feeling in his heart. He didn't think he was hallucinating.
He then turned his attention to his own situation.
This translucent nine-sided platform has a strange creation standing on each side. They are made of silver metal and black rock, with a body like a lion and wings like a falcon. The head has the characteristics of both birds and beasts. There are nine of them in total, and their positions form the symbol of a nine-pointed star.
When he focused on their heads, he found that they seemed to be the same, but in fact they were not the same. Each forehead was embedded with a shining silver mark like a unique brand, and their eyes Also very special, one is silver and one is black.
And what's even weirder, Thor noticed that there was burning energy in every head.
But this is not psychic energy. He can see no sign of subspace energy flowing in their bodies. This is another force that exists in the physical universe.
"Winged beast——"
Just as I was thinking, suddenly, these "stone sculptures" moved together, and neatly turned their heads in the direction of Thor.
At a certain moment, he seemed to be aware of the emotion called "anger", so he subconsciously pulled out his sword.
"Don't touch your sword."
YT-001 stopped him from further action indifferently.
"Otherwise the guardians will tear you apart. Even if you are the champion swordsman of the Third Legion, there is no chance of survival. After all, they were created to fight against the body."
As he spoke, YT-001 stepped forward and spoke a language that Thor could not understand, and then the stone sculptures returned to their original state.
“What are they?”
"Surush."
"I mean its essence."
"You don't need to know so much, only he is qualified to know this."
Thor took a deep look at the cyborg and gave up the idea of questioning.
“What’s next.”
"Let's go."
Following YT-001 and looking towards the edge of the platform, Thor saw huge moving stairs rising in front of him. Each step condensed the moment he watched into eternal.
Different from the surrounding steps that are arranged in an orderly manner to form a chessboard, these stairs climb straight up to an altitude of more than a hundred meters, leading directly to a magnificent palace, where there are many towers, as huge as a mountain. The silver curved surface is seamless, with a dark door in the center, and some stone sculptures and statues majestically standing at both ends.
"What is this?"
Saul asked again. The styles of those buildings were very foreign, but there were still some human art styles in them.
"The ghost of the destroyed Ctesiphon."
When YT-001 said this sentence, there was a rare emotion and a trace of sadness.
".The final entrance is up there, and there is what we are looking for inside."
Thor walked up the stairs beside the cyborg, trying to uncover the strange buildings below the platform. But at this moment, except for the countless changing stairs and the looming palace dome, he couldn't see anything else.
He immediately realized what the other party meant by "ghost".
There is a high probability that these buildings are not entities, but he can feel that they are obviously some kind of existence that transcends the laws of physics and is both real and illusory, but they do not have the instability and chaos of subspace.
Creating such a miracle requires the investment of indescribable power. Thor spent some time speculating on its possible creator, but he had no clue.
(End of this chapter)