A few hours later, the lost Chebbeckley stumbled back to the cottage, sat on the bed without saying a word, his eyes were dissipated and his eyes were empty.

Tabrich was surprised and gently pulled Perriana: "Did you cut it?"

Perriana looked serious: "Half, and then tell him that the rest is useless."

Dake, who was dragging the wood truck in, heard it and gave a finger on his head: "Two little villains, what are you talking nonsense!"

The two of them squatted on the ground in pain: "Ahhh, Lord Apostle!"

Isabella and Yupanki came up together: "How is it?"

Dark scoffed: "I haven't seen the world before, cut it! It's okay, just let him leave it for a few hours. Let's do it as planned. Let's tell him a story tonight and take him to see Isabella's prophecy tomorrow."

The five people looked at Chebbeckley with pity.

Chebbeckley was silent for a long time until the aroma of the food drifted into his nostrils, and he came to his senses, said hello to everyone tiredly, and then sat down again, stopping. His mouth was chewing, but his eyes were still dull.

The tasteless dinner ended soon, and Dalmont and the others did not go back to their rooms to rest, but came outside the door, and Chebreckley followed them out hunchedly.

A huge silver hexagram had been drawn on the ground outside the door with chalk. Dalmont and the others stood at a corner, indicating that Chebreckley would also stand up, and Chebreckley moved up like a wandering soul.

The five raised their hands high, and Chebreckley followed suit and raised their hands high.

Julius shouted: "God of Chaos, God of Sun and God of Darkness, please listen to the call of your people, so that the glorious and tragic stories of our clan will be reproduced here, so that we can look up to your might and pass on from generation to generation forever!"

With a loud bang, a raging flame ignited in the center of the six-pointed star, which scared Chebreckley and came to his senses. He found that the five of them were sitting cross-legged and quickly sat down.

Is this their sacrificial ritual? It seems that the one named Julius seems to be the main priest.

Julius continued to shout: "Three thousand years of alternating sun and moon, three thousand years of rise and fall, three thousand years of long sleep and awakening, tonight, great gods, please give us mortals the eyes to see through!"

With a shout, the flames disappeared and turned into countless red light spots, as if countless red fireflies were dancing, combining into dense jungle in the dark night sky. In the jungle, countless naked people were chasing and playing.

Julius's voice became calm: "Three thousand years ago, the spirit of wisdom in the jungle awakened. The weak people experienced thunder and lightning, walked through swamps and dangerous shoals, fought against all kinds of vicious beasts, and strength and wisdom were integrated into their blood. They established a great nation, a great city, and a great country. Let us remember the pioneering history of blood and fire, laughter and tears, and say the name that shining and unforgettable in the long night of two thousand five hundred years."

Dalmont, Bell, Bell and Tabrich raised their arms at the same time and said in a deep voice: "Tnotiran!"

Chebbeckley's heart pounded wildly!

It turns out that way! They are indeed not simple savages! They have their own nation and their own country! Oh my God, the ancient country that has been around for three thousand years! What a great existence this is! No wonder there are so many secret techniques!

Tennotiran? Which country is this? Although I, an adjutant of the clerk, cannot read a lot of books, I still know a little about all historical books. Why have I never heard of them?

Why is the Kingdom of Tnotiran blank in Atlas?

Could it be that someone deliberately concealed it?

At this moment, Chebbeckley no longer had the heart to watch the changing red light curtain in the night sky with all his concentration.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened. In the complex pattern, he saw a weapon Mukawit, which he was too familiar to be familiar to him!

That style, mahogany is used as dry, obsidian blade is used as a sharp edge, wide body and thin handle, yes, that is Mukawit, why is the weapons used by Tnotiran exactly the same as Atlas?

The red light curtain gradually moved away, and pictures of battle and life were presented before him.

Julius's low voice continued: "At that time, the warriors and the priests were as close as brothers and feet, fighting side by side, and one after another, one after another, and swamps and dangerous shoals turned into fertile fields."

The violent rock-armored boar hit the warrior caught off guard, but was slashed into coke by the lightning shot from the scepter in the hand of the priest; the monkey-eating insect that launched a raid wanted to bite the priest's neck, but was nailed to the trunk by the sharp harpoon; the shiny totem pole sowed the soft yellow light, comforting the unarmed tribes, who calmly cut wood, set up tents, lay foundations, and the jungle fell down, and the houses stood up.

Julius's low voice was filled with remembrance and remembrance, and before he knew it, he became lighter.

"When the world was sleeping in darkness and ignorance, Tnotiran first wrote the dawn. Tnotiran first became a paradise. The surrounding tribes surrendered one after another; vicious beasts fled in the wind; even nature must bow their heads and give way in front of its great power! It is the kingdom of gods, the kingdom of all directions in the world, the kingdom of sacred and noble."

The red light curtain is closer, projecting a series of happy scenes: in the pergola on the tree canopy, the elderly are chatting and laughing; in the nursery on the river, children are chasing and playing; in the market, the tribesmen are browsing and bargaining while looking at the giant spider cocoon silk; the giant spider who has just been domesticated still cannot pull the plow, and the farming tribesmen wave their whips and scold them loudly, while holding the plow and shaking forward.

The red light curtain pushed away again, and countless people shouted neatly and carried the thick logs onto the river beach. They cut off the river and built a magnificent dam. The rolling river water turned into a peaceful and gentle clear stream, irrigating large areas of farmland on both sides. They injected potions into the cracks of the rocks, split the sleeping mountains, paved neatly with gravel and stone slabs, connecting tribes one by one; finally, they all bowed to the ground and kowtowed to the distance. The place they bowed was a 60-meter-high tower built against the mountain. At the top of the tower and in front of the temple, there was a giant sun god statue with two arms spreading out!

Chebbeckley couldn't help but tremble, and he became more and more powerful. He was too familiar with the giant tower and the giant statue!

Isn’t that the Temple of the Sun and the Sun God statue in Dallas?

Three thousand years? If there is really Tnotiran, it is almost certain, then what is Atlas now! How did Atlas' pride, the great temple of the sun and the statue of the sun come from!

Which one is Tnotiran or Atlas?
Chapter completed!