Of course Hitzfeld wouldn't want to go up there.
Even if she destroyed this thing, she was thinking about the cannons and crossbows lying in the compartments of the city wall. She thought that if these things could really be used after repair, she might be able to cut them off at the right angle.
"But you... have legends?" She pointed at the meatball and continued to ask the guard, "Legend, what kind? About it?"
"Holy Grace." Hitzfeld thought she had misheard at first, until the other party repeated it many times before she was sure that what they meant was "This thing is the grace of the Holy Spirit. Thanks to the existence of this thing, they can be protected from evil."
What the hell is this...
Hitzfeld didn't know what to say for a moment.
You weirdos, aren’t creepers evil creatures themselves?
It is an evil species in itself, but it actually imitates humans to guard against evil spirits... Unless it is an evil species that is purely bred from nightmares - the kind generally called nightmares, otherwise evil species rarely kill each other.
And don’t evil beings not dream?
It was mentioned in the lady's notes and in Shadow Lion's course: evil species do not have dreams. Humans are the only ones in the world who can dream. Other species at best have the ability to invade dreams, or simply feed on dreams.
She expressed her doubts frankly and seriously questioned the guards, asking them whether they normally dreamed.
"Dreaming? Of course..."
"Why... not dreaming..."
"You don't dream? Strange... Really strange..."
Can the evil species that have fallen from humans retain the ability to dream...
Rubbing his temples, Hitzfeld made another note of them in his mind.
She then asked a lot of questions, the most important of which was about worm holes - she wanted to know why there were not many red soil worms in the ancient city.
Red earth worms are a very common animal here, just like mules or horses in the human world. Not only is Pun's army equipped with worm mounts, but even when she walks on the streets every day, she has seen some people using worms to pull carts and transport goods.
But there is no insect nest to be found. Even if one is given to every crawler in the city, the number will not match.
The answer she got was: the insect holes were all behind the city wall on the other side, and also in the homes of some residents, who raised the insects themselves in the basements of their homes.
Those who raise insects themselves usually don't have a large number. Moreover, the insects they feed grow very slowly, and it takes a long time for them to grow to the size that can be used as mules to carry goods.
The reason why some people still do this is because it is a shortcut. They can send a large number of worm larvae to the worm nest and exchange them for the adult worms they need.
As for what the warriors ride, they are called war bugs.
Unlike the old and weak ones exchanged for civilians, the war bugs - the girl estimated that they were the kind that attacked her on the first day they entered the red soil - had very balanced strength and speed, and had thick carapaces on their skin. After being tamed, the rider could lean over and hide under the carapace and directly follow the war bugs as they burrowed in the soil.
The mobility of such a force is too strong. Hitzfeld continued to ask about the number of war bugs, and the answer he got was "countless".
So many war bugs... This is different from what Smail and the others said.
According to those people, the insect tides in previous years always emphasized numbers. The worms piled up and rushed towards the city wall, and most of them were small guys. Although there were many so-called war worms, they were definitely not "countless".
With a worried attitude, she asked the emperor worms again, asking them if they had ever seen those super-giant worms that were bigger than several houses combined.
This frightened the guards, and they vaguely told her "they had never seen it before" and "it shouldn't have happened."
The general meaning is that the thing is "God's servant" and they are not lucky enough to see it.
However, one of them reminded her that if she became a priestess, she would be eligible to choose an emperor insect as her mount.
Hitzfeld grinned and pretended to thank it for its kindness.
Gradually, the city wall arrived.
The guards stayed downstairs to stand guard, and she went into the corridor through the door alone.
Halfway through her walk, she felt her sleeve being tugged at.
Following the direction, I saw a figure in the darkness.
"Ripple?" she asked softly.
"It's me." Ruibo pulled his sleeve again, and then a blurry black shadow emerged from his shadow.
The shadow was exactly the same height and shape as Hitzfeld. After it came out, it didn't care about anything else and went upstairs at a normal speed.
Ruibo pulled the girl to the top of the corridor.
This was originally a dead end, with a solid stone wall blocking the way. But Ruibo pressed on one of the bricks and pushed the wall inwards, and unexpectedly a movable stone door appeared.
The two entered the stone gate and found a different world inside.
This is another corridor.
It was spiral-shaped and pitch black on top. Ruibo led her downstairs. After only about two floors, she saw another closed stone door.
Pushing the stone door open, there was a luxurious secret room with torches and a pool.
There were bookshelves all around, incense trays in the corners, a blanket made of spider corpses on the floor, and a short person sitting next to her - judging by her figure, she should be a female crawler. In the front center was a tent.
There was a figure sitting in the tent. Hitzfeld glanced at Ripple, who nodded and said, "This is our leader, the great and wise Felkin."
The incense smelled pleasant. Seeing Felkin kneeling on the ground, the girl suppressed her aversion to the spider carpet and followed his instructions.
"Felkin, I've brought her here."
"Well, you did a good job."
An old voice came from the tent.
It's rare, not sharp, and doesn't sound like a creeper at all.
"Time is tight, so I'll ask you directly." The person inside poked his head in slightly, "Are you sure you really oppose the resurrection of the ancient god?"
"I am human," Hitzfeld said.
"It's meaningless. It's better to say that most people who come here will eventually fall."
"I..." Hitzfeld paused, "Do you know the Devourer?"
"God Devourer!"
Rip let out a scream.
"You said you are the Devourer?"
Obviously, they know.
Muzeng paused: "How do you prove it?"
Hitzfeld lifted up his left bangs, revealing his enchanting eyes.
"Yes..." Muzan sighed.
"This is definitely not... this is definitely not an eye that humans can have..."
"The Devourers and the Old Gods don't get along. At the very least, different pantheons hate each other. Okay, we believe you now."
"What are your plans?" Hitzfeld let down his bangs, and they were so familiar with each other as if they had already been companions for a long time.
"This..." Ruibo hesitated for a moment, then as if he had received a hint, he said fluently: "Pun should be planning to start the resurrection ceremony after the city expansion is completed. Our original idea was to destroy the tower."
"A church tower? To keep him from getting close to the meat ball?"
"……Yes."
"Is that really the corpse of the evil god?"
"It's the old god—those are indeed its remains."
"This is useless, right? After all, there are so many stone pillars outside. It can climb up from the stone pillars and then follow the nets to get closer to the meatball..."
"That's right, so we have been worrying about this." Ruibo nodded, "But now it's different, you showed up."
"what can I do."
"First, you have to understand why Puen wants to expand the city." Ruibo began to explain in detail, "The city has not yet reached its upper limit for the number of people it can accommodate, but if the ancient god is resurrected and Puen obtains the power of the ancient god, it can find more residents to fill this place."
"Found it?" Hitzfeld didn't quite understand.
There is only one branch of the Creeper Tribe. Where does Pun plan to find them?
"Don't you understand?" Ruibo was slightly stunned. "I thought your people had already investigated it..."
Onsain.
After a pause, Hitzfeld suddenly remembered the towering city walls covered with spikes.
The hive is moving... Aesthesia...
She got it.
Pun wanted to go to Ongsein to arrest someone.
Chapter 80: The Emperor's Son
A rough hand lifted the curtain, and Hitzfeld finally got a glimpse of Felkin, the behind-the-scenes leader of the Awakening Alliance.
There is no doubt that this is an "old man". It has a similar appearance and body structure to other crawlers, but there are deep wrinkles outside his eye sockets and on both sides of his nose. His waist and back are shrunk and arched, and he needs crutches to support himself to walk.
Seeing it about to come out, the female Creeper and Ripple next to it hurried forward to support it and helped Ferkin sit on the edge.
"Pun was very cautious." Felkin stared at the kneeling girl. "He should not have survived... His parents were once one of us, but the news was exposed during an operation. The two were presented to the emperor as heretics. At that time, Puen was still in his mother's womb and had not been born. Everyone thought he was dead, so you can imagine how shocked people were when they found him in the insect feces."
"The Son of the Emperor - from then on he was given this title. They no longer regarded him as a heretic's child, but believed that he was a gift from the Emperor and a natural mercy, so he had the opportunity to grow up and hate us as those people expected."
Hitzfeld looked interested. She had never thought that the fool had such a past.
"He must have some ability to become the leader here," she said. "He hates you heretics, so he firmly believes in... um, the ancient gods?"
"He thinks his parents sent him death." Ripple couldn't help but say, "They never thought about him when they did those things. He hates them."
"But the emperor spared him," Felkin added. "Whether it was coincidence or something else, he was not chewed up by the emperor and excreted along with the remains of his parents."
"From this perspective, it was the emperor who gave birth to him. He was never born by a mother. It was the emperor who brought him into this world."
"So this is an irreconcilable contradiction..." Hitzfeld rolled his eyes at it.
"Pun is willing to sacrifice his life to eliminate us." Felkin nodded. "He will definitely support anything we oppose, so don't let him find out that you are having an affair with us, otherwise he will kill you directly."
"He dared to kill someone who could recite the name of God?"
"He is very self-centered." Felkin smiled and pursed his lips. "He values you purely because you can help him speed up the progress. Looking back at history, tribal leaders of all generations can recite the name of God, but he can't do it. You can see from this that his faith is not pure."
"So he's still planning on resurrecting that thing?"
"Because that thing..." Felkin paused for a moment because of her distorted speech habits, "Because the emperor whom he regards as his mother is his most loyal believer, and he is just following the emperor's footsteps. He usually doesn't do things that will make the emperor unhappy, but if he judges that your existence is a threat to the emperor, he will try to kill you even at the risk of blasphemy."
These guys are always the most dangerous.
Hitzfeld secretly increased Pun's threat level by one level.
"You said that my presence can speed up his progress... speed up the process of transforming humans?" she asked again.
"After the ancient god resurrected, Punn didn't plan to stay underground any longer." Felkin nodded. "From the perspective of the emperor, he thought that the emperor was trapped here - the lava veins blocked his way behind him, and Ongsayn blocked the road in front of him - he thought this was unfair, and he planned to let the emperor gain true freedom, and the entire tribe should not hide underground anymore."
"He plans to attack Onsin and capture and convert everyone he can." Rip added, "When his people are spread all over this place and can no longer expand, he will lead them to attack the land."
"I don't want to lie to you, we actually agree with him on this." Felkin's next words made Hitzfeld's heart tighten.
"Who would want to hide underground for generations? You have seen us now, and you know our potential. We are qualified to be on equal footing with you, both physically and intellectually... That's why we all agreed with him at the beginning."
"If he hadn't wanted to revive the ancient myth..." Felkin glared at her with narrowed eyes, "We would have caught you and confessed your secret actions to him."
"Should I thank you for your honesty?" Hitzfeld twitched his lips, and then asked, "Why don't you want to revive the ancient gods?"
She didn't quite understand this.
The existence of the remains of the evil god has been confirmed, and from this point of view, she estimated that the remains fell into the plain before 1840.
According to historical records, the plain was polluted in 1840. Before 1840, the plain was still loess. It was after that that the term "red soil" began to spread, and then gradually the entire plateau turned red.
Even if it was contamination, it must have taken time. It is hard to say the exact date, but it must have happened before 1840.
Between 1800 and 1840, from the end of the Seran dynasty to the early days of the founding of Saray.
The ancient language in the iron-covered book can also confirm this.
So the question is, before that, I had never heard of any giant worms here, which shows that worms and crawlers should be products of pollution - they were also affected by the corpse of the evil god and became what they are today.
Then isn't it normal for them to believe in evil gods?
That thing is equivalent to their creator. How could rebels like the Awakening Alliance be born here? She felt that this was unscientific.
To oppose common sense also requires a sufficiently rich spiritual and cultural foundation, just as only some people who have nothing better to do would talk about environmental protection and say that humans are the enemy of nature, and that human existence is a mistake - that is, they are denying their own kind from the root.
