"Don't touch these stone statues casually. Since they are alive, any external stimulation may revive them." The knight reminded.
Wu Xiangnan walked among these stone statues, carefully observing each of their expressions, gazes, and even the trends of their movements. After a long time, he stood among the many stone statues and turned his head to look in a certain direction in confusion.
"What did you find?" the knight asked when he saw Wu Xiangnan looking thoughtful.
"The movements of these statues are basically running, or slightly stretching their arms forward, with some... desire in their eyes? What are they fighting for?" Wu Xiangnan speculated. He stared in that direction and continued, "Look at the direction in which most of them are moving. They are moving in that direction."
"What's that over there?"
"I don't know, maybe we should go over and take a look."
The three of them walked among many hideous stone statues. The deeper they went, the denser the stone statues became. On the ruins of the demon shrine, there were at least forty "mysterious" creatures that had turned into stone statues, and the aura fluctuations they emitted were extremely terrifying.
As the three of them went deeper, a small black temple finally appeared in their eyes.
The temple was only two or three meters high, about the size of an ordinary basketball court. The dark walls and ancient stone pillars supported the Japanese-style shrine roof. In the center of the shrine, there was a burly statue of the god with golden rings around his body and a magatama hanging from his back, looking extremely heroic.
His left hand was facing upwards, as if he was holding something, but there was nothing in his palm. In the center of his right hand was a silver chaotic sphere, emitting a strange phantom light in the dark shrine, rolling like a living thing.
The moment Wu Xiangnan and the knight saw the silver sphere, for some reason, their eyes were fixed on the sphere and they couldn't move their eyes away. An unprecedented desire welled up in their hearts. It was an instinct more primitive than survival and reproduction. It was a species' desire to evolve and break free from the shackles of the mortal body!
Deep in their hearts, an extremely strong desire forced them to obtain the silver sphere!
They subconsciously stretched out their hands, wanting to grasp the silver sphere in their palms...
At this moment, a pair of white hands grabbed both of their wrists at the same time.
Jia Lan, wearing a dark blue Han Dynasty robe, stood in front of the two men, tightly grasping their wrists, his eyes full of seriousness, "Don't touch this thing!"
After hearing these words, Wu Xiangnan and the knight's drowsy eyes still did not change at all. They could not control the desire deep in their hearts. Their hands were still subconsciously struggling with Galan, trying to break free from her wrist and grab the silver ball.
Wu Xiangnan was fine, as Galan could control him with one hand, but the knight's power was too strong. As one of the best Red Lotus Knights in London's "human circle", his physical strength had long exceeded the scope of what normal people could understand. In addition, Galan only had one hand at the moment, and he was unable to stop him for a while.
The knight shook off Galan's arm, and with a flick of his wrist, clear water shot out like silk, rolling towards the silver sphere in the center of the statue!
His eyes were full of excitement and desire!
Upon seeing this, Galan seemed to remember something bad. She gritted her teeth and pressed the button on the handle of the black box. The golden spear [Tianque] popped out automatically. She held it in her hand in an instant and stabbed it towards the knight's palm!
The sharp tip of the spear pierced the knight's palm, blood spurted out, and the severe pain woke the knight from his coma, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
"I'm sorry." A firm look flashed in Galan's eyes.
Whoosh! !
A long snow-white leg whizzed through the air and kicked him heavily in the chest. The terrifying force instantly knocked him away, and he smashed into the dark gray wall more than 20 meters away and fell to the ground.
Almost at the same time, the clear water stream touched the silver sphere, and the chaotically rolling silver sphere seemed to come alive. A mysterious silver light flowed along the water, filling the air in an instant, but stopped abruptly at the end of the water stream.
If Galan had not kicked the knight away just now, the silver light would have already penetrated into his body.
At this moment, Wu Xiangnan had also woken up. He looked at the silver sphere in shock, then looked at the knight who was injured and kicked away by Galan, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"What's going on? What happened?!" Wu Xiangnan looked at Galan who was holding a spear.
"You can't touch this thing." Jia Lan said seriously, "At least you can't. It doesn't fit your body, and it contains impurities. If you inhale it rashly, you will die within three months. There is no cure at all."
Wu Xiangnan was stunned, "What on earth is this thing?"
Galan looked back at the silver sphere, frowning tightly, "This is... some kind of 'origin'."
"origin?"
"It is the soil that breeds the laws. After absorbing it, you will have the possibility of becoming a god without any risk. Moreover, your entire life level will be sublimated and you will no longer belong to the category of a simple 'human'." Galan explained.
"Become a god without any risk!" Wu Xiangnan was stunned when he heard these words.
He turned around and looked at the ferocious stone statues eager to approach the temple, as if he understood something. "So, these things are here to steal the 'Origin'?"
"It should be. 'Origin' means the evolution of the life level. No creature can resist its influence."
Hearing this, Wu Xiangnan was startled. He turned to look at Jia Lan, "What about you? Why aren't you attracted to it?"
Jia Lan avoided Wu Xiangnan's gaze, pursed his lips and said nothing.
“Ahem…” The knight stood up from the corner, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He asked, “Origin? How come I have never heard of it… Where did you know it?”
Galan remained silent.
Seeing that Galan refused to say anything, Wu Xiangnan and the knight had no intention of asking further questions. They looked at each other, with helplessness in their eyes.
No matter what, if Jia Lan hadn't stopped them just now, they would have probably absorbed this "origin" into their bodies and were waiting to die suddenly...
Wu Xiangnan was about to say something when his eyes swept across the water flashing with silver light on the ground beside him, and suddenly his pupils shrank!
I saw that group of water mixed with silver light was flowing along the gullies of the ruins and into the scattered stone statues. The silver phantom light was surging in the air, and all the stone statues in the ruins suddenly trembled violently!
The earthquake roared!
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