The group of people entered one after another at this time. Looking carefully, they found that the temple was as huge as a small town. There was a kind of purple moss growing on the ground, which would automatically emit a faint light, so lighting was not a problem at all. At the same time, there were spots of light in the air that floated like catkins and fireflies, as if they were in a dream. Not only that, there were also large and exquisite engravings and murals on the ground and walls, which made the whole temple mysterious and solemn.
Walking along the welcoming trail, you can see two rows of towering stone statues. These statues are all half-human, half-beast mechanical creations. They look particularly ferocious, and some even have distorted expressions, as if they are in great pain. Although the postures of these statues can be said to be strange, the common point is that they are half-kneeling, and all of them have huge braziers on their heads, burning and roiling, which is very spectacular.
After passing these two rows of statues, they came to a huge square. Many female guards in white clothes were standing on the square. When they saw Misha coming, they all knelt on the ground in worship. Not only that, even the lights floating in the air and the mutant turtles swimming around the temple gathered together, as if they were paying homage to their master.
It seemed that this was not the first time that Misha came here, so she behaved very calmly. She waved her hand and asked to continue moving forward. Then she went around from the side and shuttled through the temple.
When Watley came here for the first time, she felt that her whole body and mind were controlled and suppressed by a mysterious power. In addition to awe, she was also shocked! She was also well-informed and found that every corner of this temple was spotless and extremely delicate. Its structure was extremely precise and flawless. She knew that this could only mean one thing, that is, the power of the god who presided over this temple was everywhere, flourishing and spreading, and he was an absolute true god! !
Soon, they came to a towering altar. This altar was obviously rebuilt. Before the temple was built, this should have been the crater of a dead volcano. Now the dead volcano is surrounded by a large number of purple crystal clusters. Looking down from above, the altar built at the crater looks like a furnace.
After arriving in front of the altar, the female guards began to kneel and pray. When a faint light appeared on the altar, Misha looked at Watley and asked her to take the box and open it.
The lining of the box was made of soft black velvet, inlaid with many diamonds, shining like beautiful stars in the night sky, and in the center of the box was a crown.
A crown that looks broken but still beautiful! !
This crown looks precious, not only because of the exquisite craftsmanship, but also because it carries a mysterious sense of vicissitudes and historical sedimentation that cannot be forged at all. Unfortunately, there is a striking crack in the center of the crown, which is a pity.
Mixia said calmly:
"This is our sacrifice this time, the crown of Emperor Perrus. It was once broken into two halves. One half was hidden in the home of Sloan, the largest merchant in Shatli, and the other half was hidden in the secret collection of the ice dragon Skarsa. It was finally obtained by the Bantu people. In order to obtain this sacrifice, we also paid a huge price."
The chief priestess took the sacrifice, and she was hunched over the whole time. It was obvious that her respect and awe for Misha came from the bottom of her heart. To be frank, she almost reached the same status as the gods. This was also a very strange thing.
Then, the offering was placed on a stone platform above the altar, and then a beam of light shone down from the top of the stone platform. The priceless offering slowly rose up, and then disappeared and decomposed in the beam of light. Finally, only a finger-sized bit of silver-white metal remained, and then it evaporated out of thin air.
After a few minutes, a creepy laugh sounded directly in everyone's mind, the voice was like a ghost:
"I am very satisfied with this offering... When will the next offering be delivered?"
As soon as the oracle sounded, an indescribable feeling of oppression immediately filled the air. The priestesses nearby knelt on the ground one after another. Even Watri, who was brought by Misha, could not help but kneel down. Misha also bowed and said:
"The next sacrifice is the Holy Silver Cross of Galanthis, which is kept in the heavily guarded Minsk Cathedral. We have already entered the Minsk Cathedral, but this epic holy object suddenly erupted with terrifying power, which immediately repelled us, so we were unable to bring it with us."
The deep voice of the god sounded again:
"I need that sacrifice, bring it to me!"
Mixia sighed and said:
"Sir, at this moment, Chateli has become an absolute quagmire. This is really difficult, unless you can give us some insignificant help!"
After a while, a ball of light floated down from above, and in the ball of light there was a black box. Misha reached out to catch it, and then saw a beam of light shining down from above and landing on Waterli next to her. Waterli's face quickly began to change to shock and ecstasy.
Then, the voice of the god sounded again, and then quickly disappeared:
"Human, as long as you offer your loyalty, you will gain the power to destroy the world. It is your honor to trade with me, God Luke. You should be glad that fate chose you...!"
When the last word disappeared, the terrifying feeling that suppressed the whole place immediately disappeared. The group returned along the original route. Once they returned to Magadha, Explosive Righaven came up and said to Misha:
"Sir, a mysterious force suddenly descended upon me, and my weapon was temporarily strengthened to level 13!"
Mixia was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said:
"I understand. Don't be nervous. This is God's grace."
Then Misha looked at Watley:
"What about you? What kind of divine grace did you receive?"
Watley said excitedly:
"In addition to the Ice Slave Blizzard Quese that I controlled before, I also obtained the right to temporarily summon and control the Ice Heart Boy Lord Charlie! This is a powerful lord-level warrior!"
Mixia nodded and said:
"Not bad, let's go to the conference room upstairs to talk and invite Dr. Trian over."
Soon, the conference room in Magadha was full of people, and the mysterious box that Misha got was handed to an old man in a white lab coat. He was Dr. Trian.
Dr. Trian opened the box, and inside was just a blueprint, but it contained a lot of complicated data, etc. However, after pondering for a long time, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and he said excitedly:
"So that's how it is! It turns out that a key change was made here. No wonder the final result is so different! It's not that my thinking is incorrect. It turns out that the direction of the previous research was completely deviated from the correct direction."
Mixia frowned and said:
"Get to the point."
Dr. Trian said with great joy:
"The key point is that after obtaining this latest technology, the actual combat effectiveness of the mutant army will increase by more than 15%, but the energy consumption and pollution generated during the modulation process will increase by 50%."
After hearing this, Mixia raised her eyebrows and said in surprise:
"A 15 percent increase in combat power, this is truly remarkable! Does it include the combat power of high-end fighters?"
Dr. Trian said:
"The combat effectiveness of high-end fighters is expected to increase even more, at least by 20% without any hidden dangers!"
The warriors in the mysterious organization are divided into two major factions, the genetic mutation legion represented by the rat-headed warriors, and the transformation legion mainly composed of transformed human warriors. The former focuses on combining human genes with other species, while the latter uses various mechanical structures to enhance human combat effectiveness while developing human potential.
The legion soldiers that Mixia can directly control belong to the genetically mutated legion faction. The rat-headed elite warriors such as the White Spot and Black Rodent who almost killed Du Yuqi before are one of her direct forces. The number of these genetically mutated warriors under her command is very astonishing. Not to mention that the strength is increased by 20 to 30 percent, even an increase of one percentage point is extremely terrifying. Therefore, the technology obtained in this mysterious box has undoubtedly enabled the power she controls to be increased again astonishingly!
Of course, there are pros and cons. The two of them ignored what Dr. Trian had said before: "The energy consumption and pollution generated during the modulation process will increase by 50%."
Watley coughed lightly at this time, and then whispered:
"Lord Misha, I have to remind you of one thing. Although God's gifts are great, God's punishments are equally horrible. It can be seen that this true God is obsessed with the holy object in the Minsk Cathedral..."
Mixia turned to look at Watley, her eyes were exceptionally bright, and she raised her eyebrows provocatively and said:
"Well? Then what?"
Watley suddenly had a strange feeling and stammered:
"But, but the clown has betrayed your trust. The sealed gate he set up has not grown to its strongest state. Although your plan of attacking from both inside and outside is powerful, it has been cracked... Under this circumstance, the Bantu tribe has clearly refused to launch any more offensives. With our current manpower, it is basically impossible to attack the Minsk Cathedral, let alone get the holy objects they are willing to defend with their lives! In this case, how can we explain to this true God?"
After hearing this, Mixia leaned back, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, picked up the coffee beside her and took a sip, then stretched out a finger and said lightly:
“First, what we see may not be real!”
"Second, who told you that my conspiracy had failed?"
"Ah?" Watley said in surprise: "This, this hasn't failed yet?"
Mixia stared at the curling mist coming out of the coffee cup, with an unfathomable smile on her face:
"By now, the final variables have completely disappeared. I have used the general trend to push the war forward and have eliminated the last uncontrollable factors. So I can also tell you that the so-called failure is only a prelude to grab all the fruits of victory in the end!"
"If the Joker hadn't made such a mistake, how could the Bantu people have lost confidence and stayed put? They secretly withdrew their main force, so naturally they couldn't be deployed at the final feast. So they would be too embarrassed to ask for a share of the spoils, right?"
"If the Joker hadn't made such a mistake, how could I have asked for more from God Luke? The technological drawings I got before and the extra benefits from you two were all unexpected surprises."
After hearing what Mixia said, everyone was stunned. Mixia turned her head and gently lifted the hair on her forehead. The sneer on the corner of her mouth became more obvious, but she continued to add in her heart:
"No matter how powerful a creature is, even a god, as long as you find their weakness, they are nothing more than objects that can be exploited!"
Although Mixia's last words were only spoken silently in her heart, the news revealed had already shocked everyone to the point of dizziness and almost speechlessness.
"All those actions before, even the failure of sealing the gate... were just a prelude?"
"Even the reaction of the gods seems to have been calculated by Lord Mixia!"
"This is terrifying. What kind of hidden card do you have? You actually have such great confidence, as if victory is a Napoleon cake on a plate in front of you, and you can easily get it!"
“…”
After a long while, Watley remembered something and said:
"By the way, Master Misha, why did the god Luke, to whom we offered sacrifices, destroy the sacrifices directly? What did he need?"
Mixia said calmly:
"It's not destruction, it's refining. I've investigated this matter a long time ago. All the sacrifices required by this god may seem strange, but they actually have one thing in common, that is, they are all made of metal. To be more precise, they are all... alloys."
"As we have seen, the gods can use a very special method to purify metals. The purified metal is also very famous in the world of Arad. It is the essence of Terra Stone!"