Chapter 122 Our World

  As expected, after climbing to the top of the golden pyramid, Mo Yan found a small entrance at the top. The entrance was covered by a black rock, and on the rock there was also a sentence, unlike the obscure reminder at the fork in the road, here the words were only straightforward warnings: "Death is inside, releasing it will bring endless disaster, leave!"

  "If I were afraid of death, I wouldn't have come here." Mo Yan smiled and said, then punched the black stone that sealed the entrance with great force, smashing it to pieces. He crouched down and crawled inside, this entrance was really too small for a two-and-a-half-meter-tall Minotaur.

  After Mo Yan crawled in, Jones also bent down and moved inside. Just as Jones had entered for a while, countless stone slabs with magic arrays suddenly rose up, sealing the open entrance. The unknown race had excellent foresight, they knew that as long as the ruins existed for one day, there was a possibility that someone would break in here.

  And if the intruders' strength is too great, breaking through countless obstacles ahead and ignoring warnings to enter the ruins directly, then these passively activated seals will take effect, trapping the intruders in the ruins as well, preventing them from bringing death back to the world.

  He was slightly surprised at this sudden change, but he immediately shrugged and didn't mind. Since he had already decided to enter the ruins, he had also made preparations for not returning. If there were things in the ruins that were much stronger than him, then he wouldn't have to consider how to return either.

  "Jones, this time we might not make it out alive." Mo Yan said to Jones who was closely following him, as he listened to the sound of the rock formations sealing off the passageway behind them. "The creator of these ruins went to such great lengths to keep what's inside from getting out, you can imagine just how dangerous it is in here."

  "What's the point of going in? It's obviously so dangerous." Jones heard Mo Yan's words and asked strangely, "Why not just stay safely at Thunder Hill? Don't bother with this kind of relic. With the master's power, you can do many things."

  "Maybe I'm just that kind of person." Mo Yan smiled self-deprecatingly at Jones' words: "I was born to run wild, if not, I wouldn't have been kidnapped by those weird instructors and thrown into a training camp for some inexplicable training, then armed and walking in the dark. Although I said it's because of the strange reasons here that I personally participated in the expedition, but in fact it's still because of my curiosity, I want to figure out what's really going on here. Moreover, I'm so powerful, I won't die that easily."

  "If the master wants to go, then Jones will follow too." Jones said with a smile: "After all, Jones is the master's mount, how can he abandon his master and run away? When Jones crawled out of the eggshell, he didn't see his parents, it was the master at that time..."

  "Hehe... that's not a big deal, it's not worth you paying so much." Mo Yan smiled and said: "Moreover, many times I should be grateful to you, at the time of the Council City you also came out with a lot of effort, and in ordinary times there are also many times when you fly back and forth behind me."

  As they made their way into the pyramid, Mo Yan and Jones chatted nonstop. In this long, narrow passageway, the only sounds were the echoes of their footsteps on the stone floor and their conversation with each other. They were about to face unknown dangers, and in such a situation, Mo Yan also revealed his own secrets.

  But Jones wasn't surprised at all by what Mo Yan said, perhaps in her opinion only this explanation was reasonable. After all, no Minotaur had ever achieved such a feat before. And if her master was a strong person from another world, then everything that happened could be explained.

  After crawling through the narrow tunnel for nearly half an hour, the two finally arrived at the internal area of the golden pyramid. The entire interior of the huge golden pyramid had only one not-so-large room. There were also various magical arrays in the room, and the light emitted was even more dazzling.

  In the center of the room stood a three-meter-tall black cross, and in the center of the cross was tied up a small girl with her head hung low. The girl's body had been reduced to only half its original size, but judging from the slight rise and fall of her tiny chest, this blonde girl was still inexplicably alive. Countless silver-white cones etched with strange patterns were densely nailed onto the upper half of the girl's remaining body, and thick blood slowly dripped down from the tips of the cones.

  Her long golden hair cascaded down, covering her face so that no one could see her features. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking, but whoever was treated with such cruelty while still alive couldn't possibly be in a good mood.

  Mo Yan jumped down from the corner exit set up at the top of the room, and splashed a lot of blood into the room. This small room was almost flooded with blood. From the scene in the room, it can be inferred that this blood was all flowing out of the blonde girl on the cross, and it's hard to imagine how a girl who looked only about ten years old could have bled so much.

  "How many years of menstruation would it take to reach this point?" Mo Yan said, looking at the blood that was almost up to his chest: "Jones, sit on my shoulder, even in human form you could probably swim in this." Jones nodded and jumped onto Mo Yan's shoulder, sitting down and grasping Mo Yan's horns to steady himself.

  "Oh dear... it seems we have a guest." Upon hearing Mo Yan's voice, the girl who was pierced on the cross lifted her head, revealing a pale face that looked very young. The pupils in her blood-red eyes were vertical, like those of a lizard.

  Two snow-white fangs protruded from her pink lips, making her look just like the dangerous magical creatures that lived on the mainland, the powerful nocturnal nobles who lived on blood - the Blood Clan.

  Those blood-red eyes seemed to have a magical power, making it impossible for people to escape their influence. Mo Yan, who was stared at by the girl, had an increasingly intense surge of ferocity in his heart, which made him almost want to rush up and tear the girl apart. Fortunately, Mo Yan's human soul barely restrained his impulse, preventing him from rushing up recklessly.

  "I don't know why, but when I see you...I feel very angry." Mo Yan slowly walked to the front of the girl in the blood water and said: "Obviously we just met for the first time, I think you should be able to explain why?" The girl was the only living thing in this bloody room, that is to say...the girl in front of him was the death in the warning.

  "Don't be so boring." The girl smiled brightly at the Minotaur, seemingly completely oblivious to her own miserable state, as if she were in a luxurious room having an ordinary tea party. "I've been imprisoned for who knows how long now, and finally one of my kin comes along, we should have a good chat."

  "Her family?" The Minotaur pointed to his own bull head with a somewhat amused tone: "Would the gods still care for a monster like me? Your words are making me more and more interested, now I think my decision was not wrong. Tell me everything you know, maybe I'll let you go."

  "Lying will be punished." Such a simple lie, how could it deceive a powerful creature that had been imprisoned for so long? She didn't hesitate to expose Mo Yan's words and said: "But it doesn't matter if I tell you, after all, everything is old news. However, as a fair exchange, you should also tell me some things about the outside world."

  "It's very fair." Mo Yan nodded and said. As an outsider, Mo Yan didn't know much, if it was about exchanging information, then Mo Yan would be the one who benefited more. Moreover, the girl had experienced many things that were considered secrets even on the mainland. And the girl was still being restrained, unable to move, as long as Mo Yan figured out what he wanted to know, then he would have a chance to leave this room filled with the smell of blood.

  "First of all, you must be very curious about my identity." The girl stared at Mo Yan and said: "If that group of bastards succeeded and wasn't destroyed by her counterattack, then I can say it's a god, or... an ungodly god, barely half a god. Of course, if not for being ambushed by those bastards when invading this world, I wouldn't have been caught and imprisoned here."

  "Invade this world? Her?" Mo Yan heard the girl who claimed to be a demigod, and instead of being enlightened, he became even more confused. However, he still had plenty of time to listen to the girl's explanation, so he said: "I don't know what you're talking about, but from what I've learned, there are indeed many gods on this continent now. Are they the bunch of bastards you mentioned? If so, then who is she?"

  "I don't know how to explain it either." The girl smiled and said, "If we put it in our words, she is a god, the god of you indigenous creatures. After all, this world was originally yours..."

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