Chapter 603 The Mystery of the Black Flame

The white salamander is killing in full swing, its scales have changed from pure white to blood red, releasing a more powerful killing aura, and just standing near it will feel blood loss and vitality dissipate.

After it finished eating the paintings, it found that humans also took away many paintings in disorder, leaving it with no paintings to eat.

The white salamander slammed the ground as if venting its anger, smashing its tail, and the whole China World Trade Center gradually collapsed under the crazy attack of the white salamander!

"Roar!"

At this time, Ye Zi had already boarded the shuttle with the others and quickly evacuated. They withdrew to the air and looked down.

Only Ozuki Zensuke was still looking down from the broken floor, while Jin Yuxiu and other fighting witches had already covered the customers to evacuate.

Obscure Tsukisuke filled his body with halos and spells, and quickly jumped down to fight the white salamander. His katana slammed into the white salamander's heart, stabbing effectively, but only left a knife mark. After a few breaths, it It will heal and gain stronger protection.

"Come back! Go!" Miying shouted at him.

Oborotsuki Josuke jumped back, dodging the sweep of the white salamander, then chanted a spell, turned into a cloud of mist, and returned to the shuttle.

Amidst bursts of smoke and explosions, the entire China World Trade Center collapsed rapidly, was devastated and was riddled with holes, and the honeycomb-like buildings fell to the surroundings.

The huge and terrifying figure of the white salamander faded away in the darkness, as if it had the same teleportation ability to some extent as 101, and disappeared from everyone's detection range in just an instant.

unbelievable...

After the white salamanders raged, the huge building wreckage fell to the roads on both sides and hit the ground heavily, blocking the passages.

The torrential rain washed over the pile of reinforced concrete stones, as if shedding tears for the corpse of a building.

Genting Group, which operates the China World Tower, immediately issued an announcement to the public, as vague as possible.

Only those who have witnessed the ferocity of the white salamander know what a powerful monster it is.

"How can we get rid of this kind of thing? Is it also... the servant of the goddess of the river?" Ye Zi whispered.

"It may be helpful, and it can clarify its essence." Obscure Tsukisuke took out his katana sword, collected the dark gold blood stained on it, put it in a specimen tube and handed it in.

"Mine too..." 102 left behind the blood from the blow.

Most of the white salamander's pale blood dissipated in the air, leaving only a little of the real pure golden blood.

"Painting, the painting of the peacock...we got two." 101 turned his head and saw the two aluminum panels in the cabin.

"We got it for free! Buy it for zero yuan!" 102's eyes lit up.

"What does the white salamander eat those paintings for? If it is under the Goddess of the Great River, it shouldn't appear here, but should protect the followers of the Goddess of the Great River to successfully complete the ceremony... Who sent this monster?" Leaf is still thinking.

The painting is just some kind of projection of the "memory" power of the Goddess of the Great River. Painted by Wu painter in a state of insanity, does the white salamander also have a secret that he wants to know? Or does it serve something more powerful?

"What should we do with paintings? What knowledge do we need to learn from paintings?" 101 wanted to make the things she desperately snatched back worthwhile.

"The first painting needs to know how to deal with the black fire. We have to let someone read it." Ye Zi thought for a while before making a judgment.

"Who will come to see?" 101 asked.

"Let me come... I... have been trained to resist supernatural power." Qianmeng suggested that as a member of the Witch Council, the education she received was also the first grade. In the past, Farosa and Kirino Reise translated ancient books into modern words , she read it and gained a lot.

Without further ado, 101 jumped to the secluded room of Xisheng Hotel with Qianmeng and Huahua.

Now there are two large aluminum boxes in front of Qianmeng, 101 gently cut open one of them with Shilouwan, so Qianmeng can see the peacock puzzle painting itself.

"I want to know how to extinguish the 'black flame' once and for all..." Qian Meng meditated on the knowledge she longed for, and then shifted her gaze to the peacock puzzle painting.

Qian Meng held her breath.

Taking a rough look, in the painting, the artist surnamed Wu painted a huge ancient temple. The sacrifices related to the Great River Goddess were carried out here. People from ancient times to the present have offered sacrifices repeatedly, hoping to gain some wisdom from the Great River Goddess.

On the front of the temple is a rugged and tall ceremony tower, like an ancient guard with strange shapes. The main body is made of yellow mud and gray bricks, and the periphery is covered with gold leaf, making it look extraordinarily sacred and precious, but its shape is so strange , It seems to come from another civilization. What they admire is not geometric figures, but a kind of barbaric and crazy growth, representing their new ideas.

Each of these towers stretched high into the sky, as if they were chasing the sky, regardless of how weird the proportions of the towers themselves were, it reminded Qianmeng of children's scribbles.

Behind the ceremony tower is a relief wall, on which a huge female human face is carved. She closed her eyes, as if ignoring people, refusing to respond to any form of their call.

A huge peacock stands under the relief, as if guarding the safety of the goddess.

How gorgeous... Its wings and tail feathers are so beautiful, the peacock with its tail open shares knowledge and memory with Qianmeng.

The peacock phantom was just a few sketches, and Qianmeng felt that she was completely sucked in, which was indeed the case. Her expression changed slightly, and her whole spirit followed the peacock phantom to the more ethereal ancient memories.

The puzzle picture reveals a corner of the memory.

——If you want to "extinguish" the black flame, you must know how it is made.

Qian Meng suddenly saw a sea. Over the sea, a larger black engineering ship dropped a huge spear and pierced it into the sea. The whole ship slowly moved in the predetermined direction, pulling out a huge spear on the ground. The seawater poured into the gap layer by layer.

This ship is also the same as the temple complex that Qianmeng saw before. It is not made by humans. It is all the creations of an older civilization, which is far more advanced than the civilization Qianmeng is now in.

She watched with horror.

Qian Meng looked up, and saw that the sky was full of fast-flying blue shuttles with advanced styles. They all sailed at higher places, connected to the sky, and were quite developed in terms of speed, shape and technology. She has never seen a shuttle that can normally sail at such a high place, and its size is still so small.

The ancient memories that the riddle painting brought me into... have at least tens of thousands of years of history. Qian Meng thought to herself.

In the light dream, I saw huge buildings growing in the distance, towering black iron towers connecting the sky, and unimaginable man-made celestial bodies moving along orbits, and the sun itself was surrounded by banded shadows.

This civilization controls the world, the stars and the sun, very similar to those interstellar giant structures that Qianmeng saw in the science fiction deduction - space elevators, orbital residences, star rings.

"...Y'fim, Y'fim gesiv dereg'ri..." Someone broadcasted from the engineering ship in secret text.

Qianmeng is dizzy, it is a secret language for her, and it is their daily communication language for the lives of this era.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the hatch in the belly of the construction ship open, and many tied women fell into the abyss.

Qian Meng was stunned, there were too many—too many women, is it a witch? Tens of thousands! She saw that they were thrown into the abyss collectively, and black flames had already lit up underneath, and they stretched out their flames, swallowing these women like monsters licking their flesh and blood.

Their bodies joined the black fire, their flesh and blood disintegrated, and their ashes were wiped out, becoming fuel, fueling the scale of the black fire.

This is too cruel. Qian Meng felt extremely frightened. Soon, those women turned into witches in the state of black fire, and completely became some kind of amorphous existence. They screamed in despair and circled around.

Only a small number of witches became black fire witches, and more were simply burned by the flames. The rest tried to escape from the sea, but were forced to return to the sea after a while, as if some invisible chains dragged them back, and they could never truly Stay away, Qianmeng looked carefully at the abyss, the bottom...

The peacock chirped, and the consciousness of Qianmeng returned from the memory.

She saw the real world again, and then quickly left the painting, sweating profusely, her heart beating wildly, and took several steps back.

When she looked at the painting again, there was no trace of the peacock in the painting, as if all the paint for the peacock had evaporated.

She yelled, and the medical team outside quickly came in and sedated Qianmeng. She quickly felt better and her fear was allayed.

Other medical staff carried Qianmeng to the medical bed, pushed her into the observation room, connected to the health monitoring equipment, and asked her a set of questions to confirm that her mental state was normal.

"What did you see? Have you seen the way to extinguish the black fire?" Ye Zi rushed over after hearing the news, pushed the others away, and then squatted on the ground, asking Qian Meng what he thought.

"I know...I know..." Qian Meng panted heavily.

The memory of the Goddess of the Great River was so clear that Qian Meng felt as if she had experienced it herself.

"It's okay, we'll talk about it when you feel better." Ye Zi comforted.

"No, no, I want to make it clear while I still remember... Black fire, black fire is a method used by super ancient civilizations to execute witches on a large scale... It's too cruel... They deliberately use black fire to burn And murdering the witch, it's too cruel." Qian Meng kept repeating.

"I'll write it down..." Ye Zi recorded the message and sent it back to Nisto's headquarters.

"Also, there is more. The fire on the dark island of Black Fire Innovation is just a small fire, which is not on the same scale as the super ocean abyss I saw!"

"Huh? Let's talk about it carefully. We should be able to find its corresponding position in modern times." Ye Zi felt that they were approaching a solution and truly defeating the Blackfyre Innovation.

"It...it has several characteristics, and I have seen more, not just memories, but also...it should be the source of all black fires...it is the oldest black fire, and it may even be a source of power for other fire sources. Yes, if you find this great abyss, you should be able to extinguish the Black Flame from the very root! Also, the Black Flame Witch created by the Black Flame cannot be too far away from their birthplace, because the ultra-ancient civilization made The black fire is to punish and kill them, they are bound by some kind of power, and they should not be able to reincarnate normally, so they must use the black fire to exterminate the witches, this is their technique." Qian Meng intermittently Say.

Ye Zi nodded frequently, this painting is really right.

As the secret of the Blackfyre Revolution is revealed, the end of these arms dealers is not far away. Ye Zi continued to listen to Qian Meng's narration, seeking more secrets from it.