The Earth People are so Fierce

Due to time constraints, the Tiger King and the Wolf King had no time to clean the battlefield.

Fortunately, the Lion King’s exploratory team took another path, and it is impossible to find the traces they left here.

After killing the lion king and restarting the Holy Mountain Temple, it is not too late to clean up the mess.

Soon, after a tomb was built for the victims, and after a short rest, the hunters recovered from the fatigue of long tracking and short fights, and disappeared at the end of the dense forest.

The mist inside and outside the valley gathered and dispersed.

Every time you gather and disperse, the surrounding environment will change drastically.

Sometimes the distance between the valley and the dense forest is long, and you can jump from the top of the mountain into the depths of the dense forest with a single leap.

Sometimes, the valley and the dense forest are separated by tens of thousands of miles, and there is a black cloud that rolls and roars with no fingers in the middle.

I don't know how many times the space has changed. When the fog dissipated again, in the middle of the mud, two stalkers appeared abruptly.

No, more precisely, three.

Because behind one of the trackers, a rope woven with the tendons of a totem beast was firmly tied to a "big-headed monster baby" with hot skin and half asleep.

"Even to catch up!"

Looking at the obvious traces of some kind of energy weapon cut out on the rock wall; the fragments of fel puppets all around; and the dried and shattered bloodstains extending from the mud all the way to the dense forest; there is also the newly built in the dense forest. Soon, in the very rough tomb, Meng Chao's mind showed a scene of fierce fighting and burying his companions.

Analyzing from the psychic ripples remaining in the air and the fact that there are not many mosquitoes circling around the blood stains, this fierce battle should have only ended not long, and it will never exceed twelve moments.

The murderous intent of the jackals and tigers and leopards did not completely dissipate.

Therefore, the mosquitoes and flies who love to lick blood don't dare to gather.

After seeing the spatial changes in the depths of the sacred mountain, it was so strange and unpredictable, Meng Chao really did not expect that he would be able to grab the tails of the Lion King, Tiger King, and Wolf King so quickly.

This is all because Ice Storm is extremely familiar with the environment deep in the holy mountain.

This strategic partner is really right!

"How do I feel, it's not like you are going deep into the sacred mountain of Turan for the first time?"

Watching the ice storm and exploring in a familiar way, almost the flowers and plants in the mud and dense forests can't be missed. Meng Chao couldn't help but curiously asked, "Didn't you say that the Holy Light Army surveyed and mapped three thousand years ago. Was your father stole the map of Turanze back to Turanze when you were just born?

"Why do I feel that you are here, but it is as if you are back to your own home, even if you close your eyes, you can't go wrong?"

"Yes, the map was indeed stolen back to Turanze by my father, but who said there is only one copy of the map?"

Ice Storm smiled slightly, pointed to his head and said, "There is a map in there."

Meng Chao raised his eyebrows high.

"Do you think that the so-called map or the marching route map is the kind of thing that has been drawn on crude paper and has become mottled and blurred after three thousand years of erosion? What about that kind of thing? Can it be possible to point the right direction in the treacherous Turan Sacred Mountain, this ever-changing three-dimensional labyrinth?"

Ice Storm said, "The real map of the sacred mountain is a memory crystal, which stores the last-minute memories of the holy light army three thousand years ago, and when thousands of soldiers were exploring the sacred mountain, they encountered danger and were dying. "

"Memory...Crystal?"

Meng Chao thoughtfully.

"Yes, this is a technology given to the Temple of Light by the Ocean of Light. Using this technology, the priests of the Holy Light can achieve a certain spiritual connection with the most devout believers, probably like a'Jackal' card. Isn’t it the spiritual connection between Nuth and the ancient dream saint?"

Ice Storm explained, “In this way, when believers encounter fatal danger and their bodies are about to die, everything they see and hear can be uploaded to the memory crystal in the Holy Light Temple.

"According to the holy light priests, this means that the souls of the believers have been stored in the memory crystal. As long as they have been identified, they will be extremely religious to the holy light throughout their lives and have not committed any sins of blasphemy and questioning. It can be launched into the sky, return to the ocean of light, and obtain eternal tranquility.

"Of course the wizards think that this is nonsense. The only images and sounds that are uploaded to the memory crystal are not a'soul' at all.

"However, if you use the memory crystal in the depths of the Turan Sacred Mountain, you can collect the unlucky ones who have gone the wrong way, falling off the cliff, falling into the swamp, being smashed to pieces by falling rocks, being squeezed into patties by the gap in space... Law.

"As long as there are enough unlucky people, all the dead ends in the depths of the sacred mountain will naturally be detected slowly, and as long as all dead ends are avoided, the rest is naturally a way to survive!"

Meng Chao was amazed.

Unexpectedly, there is such a magic map surveying method in the world.

However, if such a "trial and error method" is to work, the life consumed must be astronomical.

It seemed that it was the same as what I had seen in the memory fragments of the previous life.

The so-called Holy Light Temple is by no means the embodiment of "sacredness, justice, benevolence, and fraternity" as they boast.

The Holy Light camp and the Chaos camp are both raccoon dogs. For a certain purpose, hundreds of millions of lives can be invested without hesitation, and they will be exhausted like ants in a short span of time.

In addition, Meng Chao also noticed a very interesting thing.

When Bing Storm talked about the word "upload," she was not using the transliteration of Holy Light.

It is a combination of two Turan roots.

A root word is usually used to describe the vastness, breadth and subtlety of a long war epic. Literally translated, it means "the truth contained in the poem is as bright and numerous as the sky full of stars." It can also be simply translated as "astronomical information."

Another root word means that in the rainy season, countless streams gather in puddles, turning puddles into lakes.

When the two roots are combined, they express the meaning of "astronomical information, like gurgling streams converging into lakes, to be transmitted to a huge database" in a way that higher orcs can understand.

In the Holy Light language family, it is not surprising that there is a vocabulary like "upload".

After all, according to Meng Chao’s speculation, the Holy Light human race should be inextricably related to the “ancients” hundreds of millions of years ago.

Maybe the Holy Light Temple still maintains contact with the synchronous orbiting space station surrounding the alien world, and naturally has the ability to upload and download massive amounts of data, and even global communications.

But in Turanze, a seemingly barren land, there are similar words in the native language.

This gave Meng Chao new expectations for the heights that Turan civilization had reached.

Having said that, both the Holy Light Civilization and the Turan Civilization have been able to create a vocabulary such as "upload" that would only appear based on the information age.

But now, the Turan civilization is about to degenerate into a barren world where hairy and blood drink.

The Holy Light civilization is not much better. Under the rule of the Holy Light Temple, the entire land of the Holy Light seems to be sealed on the earth in the Middle Ages. The meaning of human life is to pay homage to the ocean of light above the sky. Worship, there is no desire and courage to explore the universe, or even the existence of the universe.

What is the power that turned the once advanced, developed, prosperous, and prosperous civilization of the Holy Light and the Turan civilization into what they are today?

If the Dragon City civilization is to be trapped in another world for hundreds, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, the people on earth will also be affected by this force and be sealed in the long river of time. The civilization will no longer evolve, but Slowly degenerate into a half-orc with hairy and blood-drinking, or the holy light tribe who only knows to worship?

The Holy Light Temple is so jealous of the secrets hidden deep in the sacred mountain of Turan.

Is it because this secret can contend with the mysterious power that seals Turan Civilization and Holy Light Civilization, helping them, as well as all the carbon-based intelligent lives living in other worlds, breaking free from the shackles of self-styled, regaining continuous evolution and rushing to the universe What about motivation?

Thinking of this, Meng Chao's eyes looked at the ice storm, becoming even more scorching.

Ice Storm thought that Meng Chao could not understand complicated concepts such as "upload" and "memory crystal". He smiled bitterly and explained: "It originated from the era of the Great Extinction Order, the one collected by the Holy Light Army from the depths of the Tulan Sacred Mountain. The memory crystals are stored in the'Great Temple' and are infiltrated and protected by the holy light day and night. Naturally, no one can steal it.

"However, the sounds and images hidden deep in the memory crystal can be copied.

"In the three thousand years after the Great Extinction Order, in order to crack the secrets of the sacred mountain of Turan and prepare for the next "purification war" to completely destroy the temple of the sacred mountain and the remains of the fireball, the holy light priests copied dozens of them in total. The memory crystals were sent to altars and magic towers in various places, and handed over to the wise men, night watchmen, and magicians to conduct research in different ways.

"My mother stole a'Memory Crystal Copy' from a magic tower.

"Do you know what'duplicate' means? How do you put it? It's like a mother and her child, no, it's more like a pair of twins..."

The ice storm made gestures, and it was difficult to find the appropriate vocabulary in Turan.

"I can understand."

Meng Chao nodded and said, "It's like, in the mind of the ancient dream saint, the image of the'zombie rat god' first appeared, and then she can project the image of the tens of thousands of zombie rat **** in her dream. In the minds of the Ratmen warriors-the zombie Rat God seen by the Ratmen warriors is a'copy'."

The ice storm's eyes lit up.

I think Meng Chao’s description is more accurate than her analogy of "mother and child" or "twins".