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Volume 8: Twilight of the Gods act497: The secret under the temple

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    Because there was no deliberate interference with communications, when the lair was attacked, the distress signal they sent was successfully transmitted to the outsiders.  When Zhu Wunian heard that someone dared to touch their home, he immediately guessed that the "old enemy" might have come to visit again, so he went back to settle the score with them without saying a word, but the clown refused to let him leave.

    "There are only three in the villa, but there are 50,000 Mayans here! Even if those three are kidnapped by the enemy, as long as it can be completed successfully here, we can still gather the Gendaya people needed for the ceremony, and focus on the mission together.  !¡±

    "Then you can just stay here with your people, and I'll go back by myself."

    "Damn it, can't you even tell the difference between priorities?"

    The angry clown wanted to step forward and grab Zhu Wunian, but the other party turned back sharply, pointed at his forehead, and said viciously.

    "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now. If you dare to point fingers at me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

    Without concealing his murderous intention, Zhu Wunian's actions immediately made the atmosphere around him tense. All the Soul Burial Selectors looked at him warily.  Zhu Wunian is one of the top five soul-burial experts. His reputation in the guild is no worse than outside. Now the other party is pretending to have internal strife. It really scares the minions.  My liver is shaking.

    Seeing the timid looks of his men around him, the clown couldn't help but sigh in his heart.  Now Zhu Wunian must leave, and may even leave the organization, which makes the clown feel very difficult to handle.

    If the other subordinates are brave enough to die, and coupled with his own "Nightmare Circus" ability, the clown can still be somewhat sure of "leaving behind" Zhu Wunian's people or corpses.  But if you do that, it will inevitably cause a lot of casualties to your own side, and the gain will not be worth the loss.  Therefore, after weighing the situation, the clown who put his mission first could only compromise with Zhu Wunian.

    "You please do as you please!"

    "I want a helicopter."

    ¡°Give him a helicopter.¡±

    Zhu Wunian, whose demands were met, boarded a helicopter and left alone.  Looking at the helicopter going away, the clown felt that his head was getting bigger, so he simply pulled down the clown mask on his head to cover his miserable face.

    "Boss, we are carrying the 'Stinger'! Do you want to shoot him down before he flies far?"

    ¡°Then wait for him to fall down and start killing us!?¡±

    The clown glared at the person who came up with the bad idea and said angrily.

    "Zhu Wunian, whose whole body has been transformed into magic bacteria, can quickly regenerate and resurrect as long as there is a little bit of residue left. Conventional weapons cannot do much harm to him. Rather than fight to the death with such a difficult guy, it is better to just go with him."  If he goes to fight the enemy to the death, it will at least allow him to do his best for the guild."

    After the clown finished speaking, he left the minions who were looking at each other in disbelief and walked quickly towards the Mayan pyramid.  On the other side, Meng Xiang and others who rushed into the drug lord's lair basically eliminated the remaining enemies in less than 20 minutes. Only the guy who relied on pain to get pleasureI mean the guy with strength was still fighting at Jill's side.  He was holding on under the axe, his expression constantly changing between "pain" and "pleasure"!

    ¡°Second Master Leng, who is holding the Guandao over there, tells your wife to stop playing!¡±

    Meng Xiang jumped out of the tank, walked quickly into the sieve-like house, and then followed Feiniao towards the basement.  There were originally three Soul Burial Selectors there who were ready to put up a stubborn resistance, but Asuka had killed them with ninjutsu, and all three survival capsules fell into their hands intact.

    "Can you wake them up now?"

    "I'm not very sure about this, lord. But I think it's safer to go all the way back first."

    No one can guarantee whether opening these life-saving capsules without authorization will cause harm to the people inside, so for safety reasons, Meng Xiang decided to transport the people and the "coffins" together.  China has an evacuation fleet in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. They can go there to join the fleet and then return home together.

    The crowd lifted the three and a half-ton life-saving capsules out of the basement. Gil, who had beaten the shaking man until he was no longer human, saw that everyone was about to retreat, so he threw the opponent aside like garbage and clapped his hands to brush away the previous barbaric performance.  , following Leng Kai step by step, making a "little woman look" It would be even more perfect if the hand was not a tomahawk but a food basket.

    From the beginning of the attack to the withdrawal of all personnel, the entire raid took them only 21 minutes, so fast that the four Tomahawk cruise missiles did not even fly.  To target a target more than 330 kilometers away, the subsonic "Tomahawk" needed to fly in the sky for nearly 25 minutes, so the drug lords who had finally driven tens of thousands of Mayans under the pyramid saw four "light spots" flying from the sky.  , blowing away half of the pyramid in front of them.

    The four missiles not only destroyed theThe ancient ruins with a long history of thousands of years also caused the air waves to blow around the people around them.  Everyone present, whether they were Mayan natives or drug lords, were all frightened by this sudden turn of events.

    "Holy land, our holy land"

    Seeing that the pyramid they regarded as a holy place was destroyed, some elders of the Mayan tribe immediately tried to rush up to them, but they were beaten back by the drug lord who was guarding them with the butts of their rifles. They could only kneel down on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.  .  Affected by them, a sad mood soon spread among the crowd.

    "These bastards!"

    The clown who was still counting on taking advantage of these Mayan temples didn¡¯t expect that the other party would be so straightforward, blowing up world-class cultural heritage without hesitation at all.  The Joker is convinced that their "Iss jammer" is still operating normally. Centered on that machine, the space within a radius of 200 kilometers will be temporarily shielded into a "different world."  If the missile can hit them, it means that the other party is now within its range.

    "Let the jammer move closer to us quickly and exclude the villa from its scope of action."

    Realizing the reason, the clown immediately ordered the jammer on standby at the midpoint to move closer to them. As a result, the Missouri located in the center of Lake Izabal was the first to be thrown out of the "circle", and the two unmanned aircraft hovering over the enemy  The planes immediately lost contact with Serena and crashed one after another due to loss of control.

    "BOSS, two of my drones are 'offline'!"

    "Don't worry about the drones, it's time for us to retreat."

    Thanks to rising sea levels, Lake Izabal has not only expanded in area by nearly two-thirds, but the depth of the river connecting it to the sea has also fully reached the requirements for the passage of battleships.  They can take the shallower-draft Bismarck and sail directly into the Caribbean Sea to Port-au-Prince, Haiti.  So everyone carried the three life-saving capsules and rowed boats to the center of the lake, and transferred to the Bismarck.  As soon as they got on the ship, Xiao Ai, who was in charge of communications, found that the equipment she brought worked well again.

    "Communication has been restored!"

    "Contact Huang Ming immediately and ask them to stand by at the Port of Columbia so that we can pick them up."

    "Honestly, I'm very curious. What kind of interference equipment did the other party use? It can even interfere with psychic communication? I just asked Jill, and she couldn't contact her node elf. You know, on Earth, psychic communication is not allowed.  Limited.¡±

    "I also want to know what it is, but what worries me most now is why I still feel so uneasy even though we have succeeded"

    To be honest, Meng Xiang and the others did a great job. Not only did they rob three Gendaya survivors, but they also used a Tomahawk cruise missile to blow up the Mayan temple whose function was still unknown, leaving the Soul Burial Man to guard tens of thousands of Mayans.  People stared.

    Others don't know, but the clown knows very well that the only Mayan temple in Guatemala that meets the requirements is the one in front of him, and the rest are in other countries far away from here. It is impossible for them to drive these people in front of them to another temple.  This operation can be said to have been a complete failure.

    ¡°Boss, what should we do now?¡±

    All the men looked at the clown at a loss, and the clown, who had no idea for a while, could only imitate Sun Quan's accent and say "let me think twice" until a drug dealer mercenary ran up to him panting,  Said that something "strange" was found in the ruins of the pyramid.

    "Strange thing? What does it look like?"

    "Water, crystal, and a person with three eyes inside."

    As soon as he heard this, the clown suddenly became energetic and ran towards the ruins.  Some mercenaries were gathering there to watch something. The clown broke through the crowd and got in. He found a big hole in the center of the pyramid. When he put his face close to it, he could clearly feel the wind flowing. The space inside seemed to be quite large.  .

    The clown looked down and could see an emerald green luminous object about 30 meters below. So he took a telescope with night vision function from someone else and took a look and found that it was a huge crystal.  Inside was a very short man, with an eye-like organ clearly visible on his forehead, which was very similar to the Gendaya survivors he had found a while ago.

    "Quick! Send someone down immediately to bring up the crystal."

    The clown and several powerful selectors jumped down directly and came to the crystal.  The oval crystal is like amber, wrapping a naked Gendayan man inside. Originally there was a stone base underneath, but the missile attack caused the crystal to fall from the base, otherwise the clown would be on top.  At that time, I couldn¡¯t see the person¡¯s front at all.

    "Boss Clown, this thing is so light! It may not even weigh 100 kilograms."

    "Be careful and take it with you."

    Ordered a few of his men to move the waterCarrying it up first, the clown took out his flashlight and wanted to check around again to see if he could still find something valuable.  The place where the crystal is located is a sinkhole with a diameter of more than 30 meters, and the Mayan temple is built on it. There is a layer of fine sand in the sinkhole, and the air is somewhat moist, but not humid.

    There is nothing special about the surrounding stone walls. The murals above depict the ancient blood sacrifice ritual of the Mayans to create "prodigies", which is exactly the same as the information the clown read.

    This ritual requires a 12-year-old boy to lie on the stone bed at the top of the temple. The priests will recite incantations around him, and then a warrior will be responsible for cutting the throats of the captives and slaves as sacrifices, and let their  Blood splashes on the pyramid, and the essence of the blood will converge on the boy, allowing him to grow a third eye and become a "prodigy", which can be used in more advanced "divine rituals."

    Soul Burial¡¯s Plan B is to use this ritual to create the ¡°prodigy¡± they need, and then recreate in Australia the ultimate ritual that the ancient Mayans have always wanted to complete to guide the arrival of more ¡°true gods¡±!  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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