Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 That huge silver cube did not float in the air at all, but was locked in the center of the plain by thirteen thick chains that were constantly squirming.

The 　　 chain constitutes the main body of the seal, which is matched with the ceremonies engraved under the snow surface, and has been loyally sealing the metal for nearly ten thousand years.

　　 But years will change everything. Jenkins believes that at the beginning of the seal, the sealed thing cannot exert any influence on the outside world, but now it can use illusions and active attacks.

　　 "I don't think we can completely destroy it. What the ancestors couldn't do, I don't think we can do it either."

　　 Alexia observed it for a while before saying regretfully.

　　 "I think so."

　　 Jenkins also admitted this. Although he has eliminated many similar things so far, it was all because of restraint or accident. With his current hard power, he couldn't easily eliminate the thing below... he didn't even know what it was.

　　 "Then let's find the treasure mentioned by the fairy in the book first. It seems to be mentioned in the mural just now."

　　 Jenkins suggested.

　　 Alexia then hugged him and flew to a higher altitude. After confirming that he could not be affected by the cube under his feet, he began to look for places in the snowy field where treasures might be hidden.

　　 It should be said that fairies are more reliable than those naughty little fairies. Looking around, Jenkins found in the northern part of the snowy field a very different aura from the sealed object just now, and only after landing did he find that it was a small altar standing alone in the snowy field.

As an apprentice in an antique shop, Jenkins recognized for the first time that this was an ancient altar used to pray for safety and the blessing of the gods. This is very common. Although the style has changed over time, it is almost from the earliest ancient times that humans can find. There are similar buildings in the building complex.

　　 This kind of altar usually has hidden compartments and secret rooms at the bottom of the altar for placing sacrifices, and if there is no **** to respond to the call of humans, the latecomers can naturally take away those things if they are bold and do not worry about being cursed.

　　 It took Jenkins and Alexia a lot of work to find the entrance to the bottom chamber. In the small space less than 100 square feet (about 9.2 square meters), the most conspicuous one lies flat on the most central metal plate.

　　 I don't know what alloy formula was used for this metal plate, and there is no trace of oxidation after so many years. On the front of the metal plate, there are three inscribed texts. The letters used in the first paragraph are unknown to Jenkins and Alexia, but the second and third paragraphs can barely be translated. Later, they have the same meaning. .

　　 "That is to say, this is the content written three times in different scripts. Is it because the text itself may be lost? Sure enough, it is reserved for later generations.

　　 This is not a very unexpected thing. In a seal like this that seals an indestructible trick or something more terrifying, there are often messages left by the sealer, which can be used as a reminder and reference for latecomers. After the text on the alloy metal plate in front of you is roughly translated, the meaning is almost:

　　 [The Moon of the Fifteenth Era 1888, we had to seal ‘it’. The city of Ayr is over. Everyone is crazy. I should have known that all this is a trap. The businessman who brought ‘it’ is indeed the mad poet. I think all this will become a new poetry.

　　 I will use the last resort left by the Orthodox Church before this area is sealed off to seal ‘it’. I don't know how many years this method can last. I hope it won't cause trouble to the latecomers of this land.

　　 I hope that those of you who read these words can forgive me. I can't tell you too much information, because ‘it’ can calculate everything, and I can’t even tell you the specific model of ‘it’.

　　 But please remember that for the latecomers, "they" are not single, and the night dreams gave me insight into what happened in the more ancient times. "They" are monsters and nightmares born out of human wisdom, and terrible miracles born out of gears and steam. Everything that happened in Ayr is just the power of one of the "them", the disaster after being used by the mad poet, and latecomers, if you are confident that you can solve the thing that was sealed by us, then please bring this secret room. I hope to help you with the "weapons" in the book; if you can't solve all of this, please also take the gift I left for you and leave, and then tell the Orthodox Church of what you have seen here.

　　 Sorry, latecomers, there are no treasures here, some are just a monster that destroyed my hometown. 】

Chapter 1280 The first thousand two hundred and fifty-nine chapters of leather, wood and metal

　　 "What is the Moon of Flowing Fire?"

This is the first question Jenkins has after translating this message. He knows that the months corresponding to the twelve righteous gods have very elegant nicknames. The months from January to December are called [Nature and Initial Months], [Sun and the Moon of Recovery], [Earth and Flowery Moon], [Ocean and Shower Moon], [Hidden Moon and Red Rose Moon], [Starry Sky and Long Night Moon], [Hidden and Thunder Moon] ], [The Moon of Craftsman and the Rain], [The Moon of the God of War and the Floating Leaf], [The Sage and the Moon of Harvest], [The Traveler and the Moon of Frost], and [The Moon of the End and the Snowfall], but there is no "The Moon of Flowing Fire" just translated.

　　 "I also heard of this name for the first time. It is probably related to the changes of the righteous gods. Haven't you been studying this recently? Maybe you can ask your professor friend, I think he should have a clue."

　　 Alexia prompted.

　　 Jenkins nodded, thinking that tonight is Tuesday night, there happened to be a gathering of Mr. Corpse, and he could also see the professor who hadn't seen him for half a month, so he could just ask him this question.

　　 The metal plate in the altar is not too suspicious. Although it did not provide any information, at least it still has great archaeological value after being taken out.

Jenkins and Alexia were very curious about what the slate writer left behind for the latecomers. Then they searched for a circle in the narrow secret room. Except for a small amount of low-purity gold, they only found one hanging on the wall. In the holster, inside is a metal rod wrapped in a sealed wooden tube.

　　 I don’t know what kind of wood the wood pipe is made of. Jenkins handed the metal rod to Alexia for identification, and he played with the wood that was about to break.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat, who had never been there, suddenly poked his head out of his clothes, sniffed it, and finally looked at the rotten wood in Jenkins's hands.

　　 "You don't even eat wood now, do you?"

　　 Jenkins laughed.

　　 Chocolate feels despised, so he hides in his clothes again. The taste of the rotten wood itself is not very good, there is no need to be underestimated by Jenkins for those things.

　　 "This is really amazing, you can feel it."

　　 Alexia said on the side, interrupting Jenkins's action of injecting the spirit of life into the rotten wood.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 He took out the metal rod through the rotten holster, and then discovered that although the metal rod looked smooth, it was actually covered with runes that were indistinguishable by the naked eye.

　　 These runes cannot be seen unless they are touched. Only when they are slightly injected into the spirit, will they be slightly illuminated, and the more spirit is injected, the greater the brightness.

"what is this?"

　　 Jenkins asked curiously.

　　 "I don't know, but I know this holster should be made of dragon skin. This is really rare. Although it is rotten, the whole part is cut out, and the area is quite amazing."

　　 Alexia said, and knocked on the rotten wood in Jenkins' hands with his fingers:

　　 "Since leather cases and metal are not ordinary things, I think wood must be good things, but we can't recognize them."

　　 She was right. Then when Jenkins used [Life Source] to inject life force, the wood recovered almost instantly, as if it had been in suspended animation.

　　 If Jenkins hadn't touched a dagger made from the branches of the World Tree, he would even suspect that it was also the material of the World Tree. Although this is not the kind of noble wood, it is also of extraordinary origin. He guessed that the old elf should be able to recognize it.

　　 "So the person who left these things should want to use this metal rod as a weapon for future generations to fight the outer cube, but he doesn't seem to have left the instructions."

　　 Jenkins held the metal rod and aimed it at the exit of the chamber, and made a trigger action. Alexia was a little helpless with his childish actions.

"Probably infuse the spirit with all your energy, and stimulate it to see the effect later, but in this weird environment, this is obviously not a good idea. Let's go, I think we can send these things to the Church of the Sage, where things can be handed over Give them a solution, but... where is the magical item that the little fairy said that can add bubbles to you?"

　　 Alexia hasn't forgotten the purpose of the two people coming here, but there is no new discovery after searching again. So Jenkins suspected that the fairy refers to the harvest after defeating the sealed cube. If this is the case, he might lower the level of trust in the fairy to the same level as the fairy.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat was taken out of his arms by Jenkins, and the man pinched its front paws with both hands. It was very dissatisfied with Jenkins's good ideas, but after hearing that he wanted to find something by himself, it still poked its head and sniffed around.

　　 "Chocolate's nose is very sensitive."

　　 Jenkins did not forget to explain to Alexia.

　　 "Oh, I guessed it."

　　 The short lady looked at the cat and whispered.

The chocolate finally lived up to expectations and smelled an unusual smell. Under its guidance, Jenkins dug out the brick under the alloy plate. After digging the black soil underneath, he found a brown tree root-like thing buried there. .

　　 But this is obviously not the root of a tree. After Jenkins's identification, this is not even a plant, but a condensate of extraordinary power similar to the [spiritual wreck] he had used. After possessing the wreckage, the spirit will increase passively. After eating this kind of thing, there is a certain probability that you will get blank bubbles.

　　 This thing is not a numbered item, because it is an item condensed in the land rich in a certain single nature of spirit. Once it leaves the soil or is observed by the human senses, it will evaporate completely within half an hour.

　　 Therefore, although the aura is powerful enough in Jenkins' eyes, it is not considered a numbered item by the church. Of course, this is also something that has a small probability of appearing in such a large-scale seal. It is very common, but in general, the appearance of this thing means...

　　 "It means that the seal is about to expire or has expired, otherwise the spirits of the sealed creatures will not be able to gather in a certain area for a long time."

　　 After saying this, Jenkins suddenly had a bad feeling.

　　 The two quickly left the altar's secret room, and then saw the snowy field outside once again distorted by the illusion into the city of the past. But when it lifted off again, there was no such phenomenon that the higher the flight, the weaker the illusion.

　　 "This is a trap..."

　　 Jenkins's complexion is a bit ugly. The cube hasn't completely broken the seal, but it already has the ability to affect this special space. The weakness shown just now is obviously to induce the two of them to go deep into the space.

Chapter 1281 Chapter 1260 The Story of Machinery

"Alexia, you and Chocolate are waiting here for a few minutes. I will go back to Luen to ask for help from the church. When I gather a team of hundreds of scribes, let them bring the numbered items of Qi Luen Diocese and smash it directly. A hill!"

　　 Jenkins said that he could do it, and immediately wanted to use [Real Phantom] to transfer it back. But Alexia stopped him and looked down at the feet of the two.

　　 "Wait a minute, things have changed."

　　 The details of the city at the foot of the city gradually became vivid. Originally, there were only buildings and citizens, but now there are breeze, siren, and birds in the sky.

　　 The floating cube in the city center is still spinning quietly, but the six faces with closed eyes on six sides have opened their eyes.

　　 Jenkins really felt the wind on his body, and then he actually felt raindrops. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the hustle and bustle of the rain soon overwhelmed the complexities of the city, and it made Jenkins and Alexia very puzzled whether the rain was an illusion or a real existence.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 The six overlapping sighs echoed in the world, and the spinning face looked at the two little people in the sky one by one, followed by sighs in unison in the standard Hampawo Kingdom's lingua franca:

　　 "It's been so many years, I finally woke up again."

　　 Jenkins and Alexia glanced at each other, and they both knew what it meant by using modern language(s). Since it could not get out of the seal, it must have mastered this language because it had just heard the conversation between Jenkins and Alexia.

They all know that the ability to "predict" and "divine" everything recorded by mad poets in ancient times is not the ability of divination, but the use of arithmetic and data analysis like Alexia, so through the conversation between the two It is not impossible to master a language that does not contain mystery. This means that it has been sealed for so many years, and its power has not declined too much.

　　 "Which era has it reached now?"

　　 Six voices asked the two people in the air at the same time in the sound of rain. Jenkins thought about it and decided to see what this thing was going to do first.

　　He didn't let Alexia speak because he believed that his soul strength was much higher than his female companion.

　　 "It's the 18th era now."

　　 "Has it been so long?"

　　 The overlapping sounds that resemble echoes exclaimed, those sharp edges and corners, like faces buried under the mercury, and a sad expression appeared at the same time.

　　 "Did you see the slate in the altar? That human brave should have left you a reminder."

　　 "Yes, we saw it."

　　 "Then do you believe it?"

　　 "Naturally believe it."

　　 Jenkins grabbed Alexia's hand hard and motioned her to be more careful. He doesn't worry about himself, but Alexia and the cat need to be careful.

　　 "Then, would you like to hear me tell my story?"

　　 Jenkins didn't answer right away this time, because he didn't know what this thing was going to do now. But the face on the cube doesn't care whether Jenkins answers or not. Its narrative has already begun.

　　 A layer of blue fog enveloped the city under the feet of the two of them. When the fog dissipated, it was as if all the people in the city were gathered on the street in the east of the city, looking at the caravans coming from the far road.

　　 "The poet traveling with the caravan took me from underground to the ground and brought me to this friendly city."

　　 The blue fog shrouded again, and it dissipated after a few seconds. This time people gathered in the square in the city, and an obscure person was showing a box. Because Jenkins and Alexia were in the sky, they couldn't see what was inside.

"The poet introduced me to people, and people were curious and reserved. But they quickly figured out what abilities I have and how to use me. The poet soon left here to continue traveling, leaving me behind. In the city."

　　 The blue fog was filled, and after it was cleared, the city seemed to have changed. If Jenkins is to describe it, this change is like an upgrade from human production to steam power.

"I am willing to help them, and people are willing to ask me for help. In just a few decades, this city has become the most powerful city in Hokuriku. But there are some things that I didn't even notice. After all, I too Not the latest model..."

　　 After the blue mist has cleared, the city does not seem to have changed, but if you look closely, you can find strange expressions on everyone's face, and the expressions of arrogance, arrogance and arrogance are exactly the same.

"I'm just an auxiliary computing device. I can't confuse people. But people's hearts have changed because of me. I admit that it is my responsibility. At the time, I thought that there was no need to worry about it. I would plan everything for them. But...that day, I finally understood that I have a limit."

　　 As the patches of blue fog disappeared, the black halo dispersed in the city, which represented the unknown.

"My calculation power and amount of calculation are limited by my own gear mesh design structure, alloy formula material, and spring set storage capacity, and I cannot make any mistakes. The disaster has arrived, and the city has encountered disasters due to expansion, and I Unable to solve all of this, the solutions given have aggravated the severity of the disaster.

　　In the end, the city fell. In order to isolate the catastrophe, the church sealed off the space of the city. The surviving people thought I was the culprit and sealed me here with the last materials in the city..."

　　 In the sound of rain, the city under my feet collapsed, and people scattered and fled. Within a few minutes, there was only a piece of wreckage left here, the ruined wall that stood sadly in the rain, the last trace of the city.

　　 The blue mist pounced from all directions, and after dispersing, the ground returned to the snowy field that Jenkins and Alexia had originally seen. Even the thirteen chains that imprison the cube can be seen. The runes on those chains are so dim that they can hardly be observed. Time is enough to destroy all mortal creations.

　　 The rain also disappeared, which is also an illusion.

　　 "This is my story, what can you say."

　　 said the six voices.

"Your story does not conflict with the story on the metal plate left behind in the altar and the story on the mural on the side of the promenade outside, but it is true or false. What does it mean to us? It was thousands of years ago. It’s gone, everything has long since vanished. I want to know more now, what on earth are you going to do?"

　　 Jenkins asked loudly.

"I need an answer. You only need to answer one of my questions before you can leave here. In return, I can tell you something you want to know. I heard it just now. You mentioned the Moon of Flowing Fire. I I think I can answer this question."

Chapter 1282 Chapter 1261 Occupy and Shield

　　 "I can give you the answer you want, but I want my female partner to go first."

　　 Jenkins said so, Alexia pulled him violently, but Jenkins was unmoved.