Chapter 176 It's Not Impossible to Satisfy Your Little Regret
The sound of falling rubble sounded particularly clear in this empty temple.
The stones of the temple are all super-hard cypress, which is completely different from the sandstone on the ground. They are also blessed with magic patterns and are extremely strong.
Even the fierce battle between Canossa and the eight gargoyles did not cause much damage.
But now it's been squeezed and has cracks everywhere?
Can you imagine how strong that external force must be?
However, the only good news was that the sound of bricks and stones breaking stopped after a while of "crackling".
The temple seemed to hold up temporarily and was not immediately crushed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
…
But what now?
The people who hid in the temple did not feel the slightest bit of relief for surviving the disaster, but instead looked more solemn.
In desperate situations, faith can have a miraculous power of spiritual healing.
Ryan, Canosa, and Bazel all looked miserable.
In contrast, the Coleman tribe members looked at the statue and calmed down. Since they were trapped, they were not idle.
"Great God Morogos..."
Mafa's expression remained extremely calm, and he led his fellow tribesmen to resume their daily prayers.
They prostrated themselves devoutly at the foot of the steps, muttering low prayers.
Ryan finally understood what was going on with the pile of bones under the stairs.
Those who can enter this temple are all members of the Korman tribe who have strayed into this place countless years ago. After they knew that they could not get out alive, they chose to stay in this temple and pray to the god Morogos until the last moment of their lives.
…
Ryan felt that waiting to die was definitely not a good idea.
He has no faith in gods and does not want to die here.
“Eh…”
Then his eyes turned, and he suddenly thought of something, and took out the bone spear weighing several tons from the storage ring.
Because the spear was too heavy, it fell to the ground with a clang as he lost his grip on it.
This movement attracted the attention of the Coleman people who were praying.
Ryan was a little embarrassed. It was very rude to disturb people while they were praying, but now was obviously not the time to care about that.
He said cheekily, "Lord Marfa, this is a weapon I found in the temple earlier. Do you think it will be of use to our situation?"
Mafa recognized the spear when he saw it. A ripple flashed across his eyes and he said, "This is the [Hunter God Spear of Morogos]!"
As he spoke, he walked over, stretched out his hand devoutly to pick up the spear on the ground, but once he touched it, he felt it was unusually heavy and seemed to be struggling.
"Lord Mafa, be careful, this bone spear is very heavy..."
Ryan gave a reminder, thinking that he would use the extraordinary strength of the [Mighty Demon] to pick it up by force.
Unexpectedly, Mafa tried again, and seemed to have changed some method. Suddenly, he easily picked up the bone spear with one hand, and waved it lightly for a few times...
In just a few moments, the wind was howling and making people's hair stand on end.
“Eh…”
Ryan was very surprised by this strange wind.
But it was surprising that Marfa could lift this spear weighing several tons so easily?
Moreover, seeing as how the great priest's muscles were being exerted, it didn't look like he was using any "supernatural strength".
Apparently, he had found the right way to use it.
Mafa's cloudy eyes sparkled as he looked at the spear in his hand with great emotion, saying, "This was the magic weapon used by Lord Morogos back then, and it is also the 'treasure of our Coleman tribe'. But it was lost three thousand years ago..."
After a pause, he said, "I didn't expect it to be summoned by God and return to the temple."
It really is a magical weapon!
Ryan raised his eyebrows, but it was expected.
This was the first time he saw the "magic weapon" used by a real devil.
After hearing what Mafa said, he was too embarrassed to say anything. He thought that the bone spear was probably not summoned, but fell into a deep pit and was picked up by an ancestor of the Coleman tribe and brought into the temple.
Ryan asked again: "Master Wuji, with this bone spear, can it be useful to us in our situation?"
Although he didn't see anything special about this bone spear except its weight, he thought that since it was a "divine weapon", it should be more than enough to kill the giant flower monster.
Unexpectedly, this idea was immediately rejected by the great witch priest.
"cannot."
Mafa shook his head slightly and said, "Not to mention that ordinary people cannot control the supreme rules contained in the artifact. Even if they want to use it... the artifact has spirits, and it takes a long time to nurture and refine it. Only users who are recognized by the artifact can truly play a part of its role."
After a pause, he continued, "Although my clan has the secret method of sacrifice and refining passed down by our ancestors, it will take at least a year or two to gain the recognition of the divine weapon. By that time, we have all been corroded and turned into nutrients for the Corpse King Flower..."
A "divine weapon" is like a well-constructed musket. You have to understand the rules of its use to unleash its true power.
If you don't master the correct way to use it, you can only use it as an iron rod.
“Ah…I see.”
As Ryan listened, the little hope that had just risen in his heart was shattered again.
I thought it was a "magic weapon" that could destroy everything in sight, but it turns out to be just this?
Then, he took out the milky white totem bead and said, "Then... Master Wuji, what about this? This is also what I found in the temple before."
As expected, only the owner can recognize one's own things.
As soon as Mafa saw the bead, he recognized it immediately: "This is the [Totem of Ten Thousand Beasts]!"
If Marfa had found the lost heritage treasure of their Coleman tribe somewhere else, he would have been very pleased.
But here, the gleam in his eyes just lit up and suddenly went out.
Although he had guessed the result, Ryan still asked: "Lord Mafa, is this..."
“No.”
Before she could finish her words, Marfa shook her head.
He explained: "This was once the most powerful totem of our clan, which allowed people to understand the language of all beasts. But this 'Moro Corpse King Flower' is a creature from hell without wisdom. It can only hunt by instinct and cannot communicate at all..."
“…”
Ryan sighed.
As he expected, even an offensive artifact like [Morogos's Hunting God Spear] could not break the impasse, and a treasure like the Totem Bead that assists in cultivation naturally could not do the trick either.
This instantly destroyed the feeling of having found a treasure.
I just got rich, but now I'm going to be dead in the blink of an eye. It feels really fucked up.
Thinking about it, he rolled up his sleeves again, revealing the purple tattoo of [Thunder Totem], and explained.
As expected, the Mafa and Coleman tribesmen saw that Ryan had sacrificed the tribe's heritage treasure, the Thunder Totem, and no one minded. His friendship with the Coleman tribe was a small problem.
If it were somewhere else, Mafa might say that the totem would no longer be needed in the future and should be returned to their tribe.
But now, there is no need to say that.
Anyway, everyone will become the nutrients of the "Morocad Flower", nothing else matters.
…
An atmosphere of despair permeated the temple.
Although the supplies in the storage ring are enough to support these hundred people for a while, it is obvious that this temple may not be able to last that long.
After cracks appeared on the rock walls surrounding the temple, a pungent smell of strong acid also seeped in.
No need to think, you are the monster that has begun to secrete digestive juices, intending to digest the temple together.
Ryan and Mafa communicated in "Coleman language" throughout the whole process. Canossa and Bazel on the side didn't understand it, but they also guessed something from the expressions on everyone's faces.
At this time, Basel looked at Marfa and the Coleman warriors, who had the indifferent expressions of sage mode on their faces. They sat together on the steps in front of the statue and began a new round of prayers.
He finally had a chance to ask, "Ryan boy, what did you just say? Why are they worshipping again?"
Canossa on the side also cast a curious look.
Ryan sighed slightly and said, "The Great Priest of Marfa said that we probably can't get out."
Then he gave a brief explanation of the conversation that had just taken place.
Basel knew Marfa's strength best , and his expression turned ugly when he heard this.
Canossa didn't know Mafa, and didn't know the extent of the situation outside. He asked in confusion: "Our combined strength is not weak. Can't we rush out and give it a try?"
Their combined strength is indeed not weak.
Mafa, Bazel, and the new legend Canossa, plus one or two hundred elite Coleman warriors, are enough to capture many large cities.
But unfortunately, they just couldn't deal with this monster that was said to have grown in hell.
"That giant flower outside is a creature from hell, the 'Moruo Corpse King Flower'..."
Ryan looked at Canossa and gave her a brief explanation of the monster's nearly "invincible" ability...
…
After listening to this, Canossa pursed his lips, frowned, and fell into deep thought for a long time.
However, those who can stand at this height have experienced many ups and downs in life.
She was in a good mood, and after thinking about it and finding no results, she shrugged and said, "Never mind... I have seen the scenery of the 'Legendary Realm'. Although there are still some small regrets in this life, it is not bad."
As she said that, she looked at Ryan again : "But it's a pity, I'm very interested in your 'new territory'. I was planning to go out and have a big fight with you... but now it seems that there is no chance."
Although Ryan's mentality is not as good as that of the top boss who has seen everything, he has been reborn once and can be considered open-minded. He also responded: "Yes, I also have high expectations for that territory."
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In the distance, Basel was not interested in standing there in a daze. He was hammering around in the temple, seemingly bored and looking for something to do.
Originally, he had no intention of listening to their private conversation, but his ears selectively filtered out some words, and some key words came in, such as: "get out", "with you", "have a big fight"...
Then, the legend's expression became strange.
Sure enough, I could tell there was something wrong with these two people at first glance!
Oh...woman!
When will we change the low-level aesthetic that only looks at the face?
The werewolf has a mighty and strong body, isn’t he attractive?
Basel pursed his lips and said nothing. Instead, he studied the mysterious murals on the stone wall with great interest.
…
There were one or two hundred people in the temple.
But Canossa only has Ryan as a friend, so she naturally follows Ryan.
In the past few days, the two of them had almost completely understood the temple. There was nothing more to see, so they found a step to sit down and stared blankly.
I'm free anyway, so I should say something.
Canossa said with emotion: "Dr. Ryan, because of you, I can step into the 'Legend'. Even if it is difficult to get out alive this time, I will not have many regrets in this life. Thank you..."
Ryan didn't say anything and his smile was a little forced.
After a pause, Canossa thought of something, turned to look at Ryan, and asked, "If we really can't get out, do you feel any regrets?"
"I?"
Ryan's mind flashed through scenes as he quickly recalled the nearly two years he had spent traveling through time.
I finally came to such a wonderful and extraordinary world, but I died again. It seems like a loss.
He didn't know where to start, so he said casually: "There are many regrets..."
Canossa: “For example?”
Ryan counted on his fingers and said one by one: "For example, I have never seen the scenery of high-level extraordinary people, I have never been to the capitals of the two empires to see the super cities, I have never figured out how big this world is, and I have never seen the legendary dragon..."
"I once had many such ideals, and later they were all realized one by one..."
Canossa listened and laughed.
Suddenly, her eyes turned and she asked casually, "Does your regret have anything to do with me?"
Hearing this question, Ryan had an idea in his mind for some reason, and he said boldly, "Yes."
Canossa was slightly curious, "For example?"
"I never slept with you."
The words came out of my mouth.
Ryan didn't know whether he had become accustomed to the world's bold sexual concepts, or because he was in such a desperate situation that he had no scruples.
As he spoke, he looked at her pretty face and the graceful figure hidden under the cheongsam for the first time with an unconcealed gaze.
Even if the plastic surgery technology in his previous life had been developed to the point where one could change one's face, the lady in front of him, Lady Canossa, was still the most attractive woman he had ever seen. She was an impeccable beauty in terms of temperament, figure, and appearance.
"That's it?"
Canossa didn't seem surprised. He chuckled and teased, "Haven't you seen enough before?"
She didn't show any strange expression on her face, and let the aggressive gaze look at her, as if she felt that this was a trivial matter.
Anyway, the conversation was over, and Ryan didn't feel embarrassed. "Yes, I am a normal man."
Canossa covered his mouth and smiled without saying anything.
But she seemed to remember something, and teased, "Don't you like corpses?"
Ryan smiled bitterly and said nothing.
At this moment, Canossa glanced at the people in the temple, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said something that made no sense, "It's a pity that there are too many people here..."
Ryan was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean???"
“Literally.”
Canossa smiled sweetly and said, "There are not many men who can catch my eye. You can be considered half of them. At least I am not disgusting."
The world's views on gender are so bold, but there is nothing she likes.
As she spoke, she glanced at Ryan, put her cheek close to him, whispered in his ear, "It's a pity there are too many people here, otherwise I could have satisfied your little regret."
“…”
Ryan just felt that his cochlea was warmed by a gust of hot wind, and it felt numb.
I was a little surprised but relieved to hear her blunt answer.
Mentioning this topic at this time is a bit like a farewell between life and death.
“Do you feel more regretful?”
Canossa smiled, and her charming demeanor always revealed itself inadvertently in her smile.
Ryan shrugged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Indeed."
At this time, Canossa suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He smiled and said, "How about asking me again if you can get out alive? Maybe I will agree to you..."
Regardless of whether others have given up on survival, she still plans to rush out and give it a try.
As a businessman, it is not her character to sit and wait for death. Even if death is certain, she always has to take a gamble.
Ryan realized something and asked, "Are you going to rush out and try?"
Canossa looked determined and said, "Yes. Do you want to come with me?"
Although bringing a burden along was not a good option, she still asked.
"That's what I thought!"
Ryan naturally agreed.
He never intended to give up, he just considered whether there was a better way.
But after racking my brains, it seems that there is only one way out: break out.
This charge will probably result in death.
Thinking about the headache, I stopped thinking about it.
Then, Ryan didn't hold out any hope and just posted a task on the smart computer.
[Intelligent Brain! Calculate possible ways to escape from the temple...]
In a flash, the intelligent computer listed a series of options based on the known information.
[Ding! Calculation completed! Plan 1: Unite with Bazel, Canossa, and Mafa... and force a breakout, 1.5% chance; Plan 2: Bring along the Kokorman warriors... Plan 3: Jump into the 'Eye of Hell', 0.001% chance of survival...]
An expected solution.
In fact, the best option is for three top fighters to charge together, which gives them the greatest chance of survival.
With Ryan, a rookie, the rate instantly dropped from 4% to 1.5%;
Then, if you take Coleman’s fighters into account, it’s only 0.1%.
Looking further, there is no plan that can really guarantee survival.
I didn't plan to watch it anymore.
However, my eyes caught a plan that did not indicate the survival rate.
But it was this plan that made Ryan's face freeze as if he had discovered a new continent.
[Ding! Unknown feasibility plan: The host assimilates the alien organism and activates the 'neural blood nematode'... Insufficient reference data, the feasibility of the plan is unknown. ]
When Ryan saw this, a sudden idea , and a crazy plan popped up in an instant.
"Fuck, why the hell didn't I think of this thing?"
This shout made a loud noise, and everyone in the temple looked over at once...
