Divine Tribulation of the Star Civilization - Chapter 1146. Exiting Binghuang Town Tomb

[1146. Exiting Binghuang Town Tomb]

The “madman’s body” mentioned by the elders – what is this riddle-like title?

Who does it refer to?

In the past countless years, all dragons have kept a low profile. They think they are walking in darkness but serving the light. The Dragon Clan has been guessing about the meaning of the secret language, but has never gotten a clear answer.

Because some secrets have been buried too deep and too long in time, and multiple artificial obstacles have been set up around the truth, so that no dragon can answer this question.

Could it be that he was referring to this earthly disaster?

Could it be that the old enemy buried deep underground, the embodiment of the ancient resentment and hatred of the Dragon Clan, is about to return?

This time, a name and an ancient truth were spoken from the mouth of Elder Gong Duola, which immediately shocked everyone’s hearts.

Because that name is limited to the oldest legend of the Dragon Clan, which is Sauger Dragon.

I do not know how long it has been.

The discussion among the dragon clan elders came to an end, and they all used the oldest voting method to determine what to do next.

——They unanimously agreed that the elders should personally interrogate the criminals who invaded the Holy Mountain this time, and strive to unearth the true intention of human beings in creating artificial life forms, and then judge the seriousness of the situation and determine the future direction of the world.

Alais finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and he felt that the weight on his shoulders had been lifted.

For him, there are still many big questions lingering in his mind. He could completely accept this outcome, not only because Quintessa had saved him, but more importantly, he also wanted to know what exactly he saw at that time.

But as a witness to the incident and an executive officer of the dragon clan, in addition to his task of guarding the prisoners, he was naturally invited to observe the interrogation process.

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Between heaven and earth.

Quintessa was shaking for no reason.

He had a feeling that he was about to meet the true owners of the Holy Mountain – the legendary Dragon Clan, but he didn’t know how they would treat him. Along the way he heard many different voices whispering, all seeming to be discussing their fate.

No legend is needed, the real thing is there, and it is shocking enough.

He almost forgot how much he missed the warmth of the Quentin people. Hymns were played for a long time, hundreds of people gathered in the streets, swords and halberds stood tall, and they joined hands to form a cloud. They wore the brightest clothes and the most exquisite jewelry, cheered and paid tribute to the advancing expedition team.

He remembered the moment when he was just born, surrounded by hot air. The soul forging masters were sweating like rain, talking and laughing loudly at a very fast speed, describing the glory of the empire, severely cursing their enemies, and so on.

As a man-made god who is not familiar with the world, when he sees this scene, he will always think that they have been quarreling.

He thought of the majestic battlements, colorful temples and shocking palaces of Xanadu, the imperial capital of Kunting. Even the tundra at the end of the Great Rift Valley was uniquely magnificent.

But when he set foot on the continuous peaks of this holy mountain, the snow and wind and frost that had not melted for thousands of years blew away these memories. Quintessa sensed the rocky bed deep in this land, which was full of coldness and strangeness. The shiver he felt reminded him of the eyes of those alien refugees.

Those were the last angry looks of the aliens when they were slaughtered by him.

Quintessa had already guessed her fate.

If it weren’t for Gudos, he wouldn’t want to kill anyone at all. In his hazy subconscious, that was always a bad thing. But he didn’t want to blame anyone at the moment, because it was too late, and the final trial should be fair to him.

fair? Maybe.

“Bang, bang…”

The sound of metal clanking kept sounding, as if a shackled man was walking down the altar.

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Quintasha’s consciousness was extremely clear, she slowly opened her eyes, and endless power surged through her body again. But at this time, his power was imprisoned in a light blue container and could not be used at all.

He knew that someone was coming, and this person would lead him to the final place of judgment.

“Open it, I want to take away the prisoner.”

A voice that seemed to have been heard before sounded, followed by the rustling footsteps of the dragon guards approaching this place.

“Take the prisoners away”? Quintessa suddenly became excited—are you talking about yourself?

“Where is the great elder’s handwriting?” asked a dragon guard guarding the ice tomb.

There was no answer from the visitor, but Quintasha felt an orderly energy fluctuation that was resonating with her body.

He instantly understood that this energy was the power that imprisoned him.

In silence, Quintasha saw thin blue lines gathering all over her body and then spreading to all sides, as clear as veins on plant leaves. The irresistible power was released bit by bit, and soon condensed into light blue energy shackles on his wrists.

After an indescribable feeling, the container that imprisoned him opened. The first thing that caught his eye was the face he had seen before, a dragon who had been saved by his power.

Quintessa looked at him blankly, her throat moving slightly as if she wanted to say something.

“No, don’t say anything, and don’t be afraid…”

The dragon looked at him with an indifferent expression. She had braids wrapped with silver threads, and the deepest dark green eyes Quintasha had ever seen in her life, like polished obsidian.

He frowned, as if looking at an incomprehensible painting, and then said in a low voice, “Stand up and follow me.”

Quintessa was stunned for a moment, nodded mechanically, then stood up straight, Stepping out of the nameless restriction that restricted his activities.

At this time, he accidentally looked at the back of the dragon’s hand, and finally saw the light blue seal, which looked like an open eye symbol. Almost at the same time, the word he had heard from the guards popped into his mind – the seal of the soul.

It seemed that the dragon executor showed this seal to the dragon guards before allowing himself to be taken away.

When he was about to step out of the cold space, he couldn’t help but look back.

There is no other color except light blue in this space. It seems like a huge ice cave with cold air everywhere. Countless devices that look like they are imprisoning themselves form a shockingly huge picture, densely arranged and extending in an orderly manner to another ice wall in the distance.

Quintessa could feel the power emanating from behind the ice wall.

There are also many larger guys imprisoned there, and that place is even colder than here – it is an ancient prison that can stop all living creatures.

He didn’t feel Gudos’ aura around him, so he guessed that he must have been imprisoned in the deepest part.

Quintessa, who knew nothing about this place, was now nervous.

Because he quickly figured out that every prisoner here was not a powerful person who could be captured casually.

Before leaving, Quintasha also saw that the fully armed dragon guards lined up on both sides, holding strange weapons, were watching her leave. They also have eye marks on the backs of their hands, only smaller.

In addition, the faces of the dragon guards were like clay sculptures, with no expressions visible, as cold and dead as this place.

But Quintessa still noticed a little doubt in the way they looked at her.

Why is this so? Quintessa was suddenly confused.

He was unaware of his special treatment: no prisoner held here had ever been able to walk out with such arrogance, and for such a short period of time.

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