Chapter 717

"Sometimes, I really have to sigh about fate."

With a slight sigh, soshyan picked up the ring around his neck and looked at the sign on it.

"My family, my legion, my mission, the past of the Empire and the past of mankind will be intertwined in one place, and finally I will open the dusty door -"

"Fate is not an impermanent number, but we are too small to see a spray."

Just half an hour after they chatted without a word, Maximilian returned.

"The scouts have returned from reconnaissance. They found nothing else, but they found the trace of the green skin and found something along the trace."

Mark gave a brief report.

"What did you find?"

"The scouts brought back news about an excavated pit ten kilometers away. They found a large number of green bodies around the pit. It is obvious that the green people are also interested in the pit for some reason -"

"And then?"

"The scouts continued to advance and found something disturbing in the pit, some kind of altar, or like some kind of machine, which was engraved with unreadable runes, so they came back as soon as possible."

Then mark paused.

"In addition to the green skin, the scouts found a well hidden second-class target 15 kilometers away."

Soshyan pondered for a moment. The second kind of target here means that it is not the green skin that leaves those traces, but other creatures that cannot be determined.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"It should be the spirit family."

Talos frowned.

"What are the spirits doing here? It's really hard to guess what they do, but what's certain is that their appearance indicates something terrible - the spirits won't get involved in other people's things for no reason, although their reasons are often difficult for us to understand."

Soshyan was immediately upset by the sudden emergence of the ancient alien.

"Is there anything else to report?"

"About the and instruments, the scouts found a green skin lying on the machine, as if sacrificed."

"A green skin has been sacrificed? These guys have learned chaos?"

Talos interposed.

"The green skin was shot in the head. It should be green skin's own weapon."

Soshyan's thoughts immediately followed these clues and began to build possibilities.

"In other words, it was sacrificed by its own people, commander Zhan."

Hearing this, soshyan and Talos looked at each other and saw the incredible in each other's eyes.

Then they hurried to the location of the mysterious instrument.

When he reached the edge of the pit, soshyan saw a black sarcophagus lying in the middle, a green skin lying on it, his head cut off and rolled to one side.

Then it was examined by Talos, who was most familiar with the body.

"It was killed by its own people."

A few minutes later, Talos looked up.

"He was already dead when his head was cut off. For one reason, he was shot through his brain by a large caliber gun."

"Well, why did the green skin do this? I don't remember that they have such similar behavior."

Soshyan asked, went to the instrument and examined the body himself.

Although the evidence is conclusive, he still refuses to believe that this is done by the green skin, because although the green skin likes killing, they will never kill for religious purposes, and sacrifice is often a religious act.

"It's hard to say, because we don't know the condition of the machine."

Talos said thoughtfully:

"Sacrifice is just our wishful thinking."

Then he squatted down beside the instrument and stared at the position of the green head.

Then he looked as if he had been pinned to a standstill, as if he had seen something looming and difficult to understand.

"This guy is not the only one sacrificed on this stage today."

With that, Talos looked up at soshyan.

"You should see this."

Soshyan went to the position pointed out by Talos and looked down at a piece of smooth blood.

Many small red spikes came out of the blood, and for a moment, soshyan thought they were just spikes designed to prevent the sacrifice from suffering and trying to escape.

But suddenly, he saw them moving, shaking weakly, like trees in the wind.

Looking at green skin's body again, he noticed that these whiskers pierced green skin's body, as if they were going to drag it into the altar.

Suddenly, soshyan understood why the green skin looked so strange - it wasn't all here.

When he squatted down and looked at it from the side, soshyan immediately found that half of the green skin lying on the stage had been sucked under the table - its chest, thighs and feet had been absorbed.

In an evil heart, soshyan stretched his sword under the green skin and lifted the heavy body from the altar.

For a moment, the whiskers were broken from the bloody corpses that slipped off the stage. The green skin was roughly cut in half, and the front half was cut longitudinally, leaving only a bloody headless back.

Without the body, the whiskers were disconnected from the fallen body, blindly searching for the next target, and then retracted into the surface of the stage.

Soshiyang immediately waved the Shengyan sword and activated his position. With the heat wave, the pool of blood made a faint sound and evaporated.

Then he took his sword away and stared at the hissing surface.

Under the smooth metal surface, soshyan seemed to see a set of peristaltic internal organs, which were composed of countless metal tubes, pistons and air pumps. Countless needle like things tried to extend to the surface and scratch the inner surface of the machine, just like swimming in an extremely dense medium.

"I guess it's a blood collection device."

Talos also stood up and stared at the instrument.

"Blood collection? Whose blood?"

"Green, of course."

This sounds even more confused, and soshyan is confused now.

"They, no, this thing, what are they going to do to collect blood?"

Talos thought and suddenly clapped his hands.

"By the way, I remember. I've seen similar mechanisms in the eye of fear. They are mainly used for demon engines. Because demon engines are very uncontrollable, when they don't fight, they often choose to freeze them or throw them into the static position. The best way to activate them is to pour a lot of blood as energy."

"You mean, what is green going to wake up?"

Thinking of this, soshyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and some bold idea surfaced.

"Talos, do you think these green skins are looking for the heritage of their past Empire like us?"

"Well... It's possible. If this instrument was made by the green skin in the past, it makes sense. The green skin intends to use their blood to find or awaken something that once belonged to them."

Soshyan then clenched his fist.

"We can't let them succeed. No matter what the green Empire left, we can't let them take them away!"

"Think so, is the spirit family the same idea?"

"You mean the spirit clan to stop green skin?"

"My guess is not necessarily correct, but they should be tracking the green skin. We'll know by following their tracks.

"OK! Mark, convey my instructions, everyone, start at once!"