Unlucky Transmigrator
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The sentence was very strange.
It was as if he had been there before but had lost his memory.
Meng Chao did not have time to think about the details.
He just followed the Wolf King and explored clockwise circles, not letting go of any trace on the ground.
The big magic explosion three thousand years ago had almost destroyed everything.
All the war machines and corpses of the supreme warriors had turned into fine sandy ashes and were sucked into the magic storm. There were no fingernail-sized shards left at the bottom of the giant hole.
However, the extremely high temperature of the explosion, after penetrating the war machines and the bodies of the supreme experts, had left a large number of strange-shaped silhouettes on the ground.
It was as if part of the mechanical remains and human tissues had been compressed until they were as thin as cicada wings, deeply imprinted on the ground.
Now, it was impossible to tell whether these silhouettes belonged to the holy light priests, ninth-circle mages, or the supreme-beings of the Tulan Beastmen.
It was also impossible to tell whether they were flesh or mechanical remains.
Meng Chao and the Wolf King could only imagine the horror of the explosion through the frantic dancing of the silhouettes and their extremely painful postures.
It was impossible for the temple of the sacred mountain to be unscathed after such a terrible explosion.
The two of them set off from the eye of the storm and found a large number of potholes on the ground after only three to five rounds.
Interestingly, the deep and sunken marks were not like ordinary craters or meteorite craters, which exposed rough rock layers. Nor were they like the glass-like texture of the soil after being burned by high temperature.
Instead, they looked like layers of metals with different properties that had been melted together by extreme high temperature. Although the shape had changed, it did not change the most basic properties. Instead, it formed flowery patterns.
Meng Chao lay on the ground and focused his attention on observing these patterns.
He found several special alloys and rare metals that looked like they had been burned by high temperature.
But there were also many alloys whose shapes and colors were unheard of.
In other words, with the current smelting technology in Dragon City, it was still impossible to produce such alloys.
Meng Chao spread his fingers and pressed them gently against the ground, trying to inject a stream of spiritual energy into the ground and gradually increase the frequency of the spiritual energy surging.
However, he was somewhat surprised to find that, with the slight vibration of the ground, his strength disappeared without a trace like a clay ox entering the sea, leaving only a trace of hair-sized marks on the ground.
"How is this possible?"
Meng Chao muttered to himself in his heart.
One had to know that his current absolute strength was so strong that even the alloy armor on the front of the main battle tank could easily penetrate it.
When the spiritual magnetic field was activated to its limit, it could even tear the main battle tank apart like a toilet paper box.
In other words, this layer of alloy ‘ground’was actually stronger than the main battle tank’s armor?
Wait, no..
This was not the ‘ground’at all.
It was the ‘shell’.
It was the shell of the ‘Burning Fireball’recorded in the creation myth of the Tulan Civilization!
Meng Chao stood up abruptly and narrowed his eyes. He observed the arc-shaped ground that was covered in scorch marks but only scratched the surface and was not broken through by the enemy.
A thought flashed through his mind. He realized that the so-called "Sacred mountain temple"and the "Burning fireball"were two completely different things.
It was the spaceship that carried the last hope of the Tulan civilization, crossed the Sea of stars, and crashed onto this planet 10,000 years ago.
"That’s right. What we are stepping on is not the rock layer underground, but the shell of the spaceship.
"No wonder that powerful magic explosion 3,000 years ago wasn’t able to completely destroy the sacred mountain temple.
"Because this thing is a genuine universe ship, using countless layers of composite armor, even the star storms, cosmic radiation
"If that’s the case, the so called Falling Star City isn’t a real city, but the interior of the universe ship?
"This explains why the Tulan civilization didn’t act like the Dragon City civilization, using the city as the center to slowly expand in all directions, instead they migrated to the two banks of the Tulan River, building one glorious city after another... because the space within the universe ship is small, presumably the resources wouldn’t be too abundant, there simply isn’t enough space for the entire race to survive!
"However, how did such a huge spaceship appear under the Sacred Mountain and get stuck in the rock layer?"?
"Could it be that during the transmigration, one of them didn’t wear it properly and should have been able to cross over to the surface, but it crossed over a few hundred meters or even a few thousand meters and directly went underground?"?
"That Tulan civilization is really unlucky..."
Meng Chao originally thought that when Dragon City crossed over to another world, it caused the two spaces to collide and compress, causing earthquakes, floods, plagues, famines, river diversion, and the appearance of spatial cracks, that was bad enough.
Now it seemed that the ancestors of the Tulan civilization had crossed over a hundred times worse than the people of Dragon City.
No wonder they couldn’t protect their civilization and slowly transformed into beastmen who ate raw meat and drank blood.
Thinking about it, when the spaceship filled with the last hope crossed into the rock layer deep within the sacred mountain and was crushed and destroyed, the death rate of the Tulan ancestors must have been ten times higher than the people of Dragon City half a century ago.
And a large number of advanced and complicated technologies had been lost at that time, too.
As a result, their descendants had no choice but to give up their highly developed brains and become muscle sticks that used their fists and teeth to make a living.
"No, a large number of technologies that can cross the universe are not ‘lost’, but ‘buried’, buried deep inside the rock layer beneath my feet!
"Just because the Tulan Beastmen are unable to excavate it doesn’t mean that the people of Dragon City are unable to excavate it. Even if the people of Dragon City are unable to excavate it, it doesn’t mean that the combined forces of the Tulan Beastmen and the entire primal chaos faction are unable to excavate it!"
Meng Chao’s heart was beating rapidly.
He saw the wolf king circling around the burning marks on the outer shell of the Sacred Mountain Temple. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly flicked out a claw and gently scratched his palm.
A thin and long red line was drawn on his palm.
A stream of blood followed the lines on his palm and gathered on the edge of his palm. Then, it sprinkled on the ground — the superalloy outer shell of the spaceship.
There was no reaction from the ground.
It was like an ancient well that had been frozen.
The Wolf King was not discouraged. He signaled for Meng Chao to continue moving forward.
Every three to five steps, he would squeeze out a drop of blood and sprinkle it on the burn marks on the superalloy outer shell, trying to penetrate into the depths of the outer shell.
Meng Chao was very patient.
The memory fragment from his previous life told him that "Jackal"kanus definitely had a way to open the sacred mountain temple — this spaceship that had fallen to another world 10,000 years ago!
Sure enough, when they turned to the seventh circle, they were already deep into the black fog that seemed to be able to swallow all light, and their visibility fell to the bottom.
The blood that the wolf king sprinkled got a response from the ancestral spirit.
Buzz..
It was as if a giant beast that had been slumbering in the depths of the Earth for 3,000 years had woken up and stretched its body.
The entire ‘ground’, or ‘shell’, began to tremble gently.
Streaks of silver-colored metallic luster were like ripples that surged out from the depths of the sea. They rippled gently under the feet of the two, causing the ‘shell’within a radius of dozens of meters to become shiny and translucent, it was as if it had just been cast.
Then, Meng Chao saw an unbelievable scene.
The superalloy outer shell, which was supposed to be as hard as iron and could not be penetrated by cosmic radiation or magic storms, began to gradually "Melt"because of a drop of canus’blood.
That’s right, other than "Melt,"Meng Chao could not find a more precise word to describe the extremely hard metal. It was like a candle encountering high temperature, turning into a sticky thing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They were turning into..
"Liquid-like metal material?"
Meng Chao muttered.
He finally discovered how similar the melted superalloy outer shell was to the liquid-like metal material that condensed into totem armor.
Even Meng Chao and Wolf King’s feet that covered the totem armor were slightly sunk into the melted superalloy outer shell.
It was as if the armor on their bodies were going to merge with the entire spaceship.
Then, they covered their feet. It was like a melted candle, and it was also like an extremely viscous liquid metal like Mercury. As it slowly flowed and squirmed, it showed uneven, exquisite, and lifelike details.
It was like a huge relief scroll that was more than 10 meters wide and extended all the way to the depths of the black fog. It seemed to have no end. It floated up from the bottom of the superalloy shell.
"This is..."
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the ‘relief scroll’.
He discovered that the content of the ‘Relief Scroll’was the epic battle that broke out on the summit of the Sacred Mountain Three thousand years ago.
Of course, it was different from the illusion they had received on the giant cave. From the perspective of the camp of Holy Light, it was a scene of thousands of soldiers and horses galloping in the Holy Light.
This relief sculpture was naturally from the perspective of the Tulan Orcs. It depicted how countless Orc warriors charged forward without fear of death and pounced on the angel of slaughter, who was ten times larger than them, they even used their fangs and sharp claws to tear apart the outer shell of the angel of slaughter, drilled into its stomach, and detonated the crystals stored there. In the dazzling explosion, they died together with the angel of slaughter.
Even though the colors of the liquid metal-like substances were not bright.
The magnificent war scrolls were still deeply imprinted on Meng Chao’s cerebral cortex, making his mind shake and his blood boil.
The totem armor on his body trembled slightly. He wished that he could burrow into the ‘relief sculpture’and return to the ancient battlefield three thousand years ago, where he would go on a killing spree.
"Let’s go, follow this relief sculpture all the way forward."
The wolf king arrived, "The end of the relief sculpture is the entrance to the Sacred Mountain Temple!"