Chapter 1115 The Day of Shooting the Sun

"This world..."

When Zhang Heng came out of his half-awake state and opened his eyes to look at the dim world in front of him, the young man frowned.

"What's wrong, Heng?"

Beside Zhang Heng, Ming Yanwei also opened her eyes, and when she noticed the ground full of dead bones around her, the woman couldn't help but exclaimed: "What's going on...what happened in this world?"

Zhang Heng shook his head gently, temporarily suppressing the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart and the malice that came from nowhere, his eyes were fixed on the dim sun in the sky that was almost extinguished, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

According to Chu Xuan's statement using the List of Conferred Gods, this world is a plane based on Greek mythology, and Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei only need to follow the arrangements of the first person they meet after entering, and they can naturally get opportunities...but they didn't expect that the situation they saw just after they arrived would be so bad.

You know, the elves that Zhang Heng exchanged for are a race that is extremely sensitive to the power of life, but this land is filled with a lingering breath of death, and it can even be said that it is on the verge of destruction.

Perhaps sensing Zhang Heng's mood or noticing the situation outside, four elemental elves also emerged from Zhang Heng's body, staring at the dead silent land for a long time without saying a word... But just when the atmosphere was getting more and more depressing, the most lively wind elf Sylph suddenly moved her ears, as if sensing something: "Master, the wind told me that there seems to be a battle in that direction... Ah, an old man is being chased by a huge giant snake!"

"Heng?"

Hearing this, Ming Yanwei immediately looked at Zhang Heng, and the other three elemental elves also looked at him: "What should I do, do you want to go and see?"

Thinking of the "prophecy" given by Chu Xuan through the Conferred God List, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, took off Hou Yi's Sun Shooting Bow from his back, and the Heavenly General Vajra Gauntlet also quietly appeared: "Well, let's go, at least we have to figure out what happened in this world..."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let you get hurt at all."

...

At night, beside a burning bonfire, Zhang Heng stared blankly at the fire in front of him, his heart was surging.

During the day, Zhang Heng successfully shot the giant snake monster and saved the old man who was being hunted. Although the giant snake's vitality was extremely tenacious, it was still no match for Hou Yi's Sun-shooting Bow... What Zhang Heng didn't expect was that he didn't save an ordinary old man, but a sage who called himself "Chiron".

But what surprised them even more was that Chiron not only clearly stated the identities of Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei as outsiders, but also stated that the two came here to prepare for the destined battle. He wanted to promise to teach the practice method suitable for the two of them on the grounds of "the will of the gods".

Although he didn't know why he was being watched by the gods, and didn't believe in such a coincidental arrangement as pie in the sky, and even the other party's identity was quite suspicious, Zhang Heng thought about it again and again, and still accepted this kindness.

First of all, this world is based on Greek mythology. Anyone who has read the corresponding mythology must know that the gods are fickle and irritable. If you rashly reject their kindness, it will not be regarded as humility, but may cause unnecessary disasters. Since this world is dominated by them, it may be the best choice to go with the flow. Moreover, it is better to have someone to lead the way than to grope forward in this unfamiliar world.

As for the second... the other party gave too much.

After Zhang Heng agreed, Chiron took out two holy clothes on the spot and gave them to Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei... That's right, the holy clothes are based on the constellations of the mythological era, and are made of Orichalcum, Gammanion and Silver Star Sand. Even if it is a relatively low-level bronze holy cloth, according to the "Dragon Constellation" consulted by Zheng Zha, it is also an A-level branch line. And what Chiron gave them was a gift of this level.

Although this matter was full of strangeness from beginning to end, Zhang Heng, who had absolute trust in Chu Xuan, still chose to accept it, but in this way, he could not refuse the other party's invitation.

Among the two, Zhang Heng got the Phoenix Cloth. It is like a solidified flame, showing a red color close to gold. The surface of the armor flows with a flame-like halo, emitting a blazing light. The heat can be felt just by looking at it. Whether it is the wrist guard, chest armor, or leg armor, they are all shaped like the wings of a phoenix, as if they can flap their wings and fly up at any time.

As a representation of the immortal bird, this holy garment naturally also has the immortal power of the phoenix's rebirth, and it can repair itself even if it is shattered into atoms. It can even adjust its shape and size according to the needs of the wearer, and combine with the Yaoling armor that Zhang Heng is already wearing to become one.

Ming Yanwei was given the Aquila Armor. Different from the Phoenix Armor that displayed strength and fiery power, the Aquila Armor exuded a kind of cold elegance. The silvery-white light enveloped Ming Yanwei's body like moonlight. Every piece of armor was like a meticulously crafted work of art. The smooth curves and intricate details complemented each other, showing nobility and beauty...so much so that Zhang Heng often couldn't help but stare at it in fascination, and would not look away until he was severely rolled his eyes.

In Chiron's introduction, Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei also learned the background of this world. But unexpectedly, although this universe is the worldview of ancient Greek mythology, there are no most famous and well-known gods such as Gaia, Zeus, Athena, etc. The only god is the naturally sacred god of light Apollo.

It is under the illumination of the god of light that all things in the world are born. And this god who represents both art and creation shines on the world during the day, and at night he will personally come down to the world to patiently teach humans, so that they can create their own civilization. Even the way to create the holy clothes was taught by Apollo...

Although they were a little confused about the history of this plane, Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei still followed Chiron's arrangement and traveled with this sage in Greek mythology. At the beginning of their journey, in the sacred hall of the Temple of Apollo, Chiron first taught Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei the way of power, which is said to be passed down by the god of light himself, "microcosm".

"Know thyself."

Chiron quoted the first of the three Delphi sacred precepts, which were not known to come from gods or philosophers, to explain the truth of microcosmic cultivation. The wisdom echoing from ancient times was concise and profound. According to him, the microcosm is not a simple energy. Its essence is a concept that the human body is the universe. Human individuals are composed of the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind, and the universe as a whole is also composed of the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind. Therefore, everyone is equivalent to a microcosm, containing the soul energy from the origin of the universe and life.

As long as this point is realized, any energy, from the most basic vitality and spiritual power to the spirit energy in Zhang Heng's body, as long as it is cultivated to a high level, can open up a microcosm in the human body, just like martial arts and alchemy can also cultivate the inner world.

Although he didn't quite understand it at first, Zhang Heng was actually doing well in his practice. It was unknown whether he was gifted or whether it was related to the so-called "chance"... Moreover, the countless runes engraved on Zhang Heng's Yaoling armor condensed the wisdom of the elves to integrate into the world by visualizing the spirits of all things in nature. They could transform the energy of the elves into the natural aura of all things with spirits, and even the four elemental elves blended with his soul. It was much easier for him to comprehend the way of the microcosm than ordinary people.

In the end, his heart was like a peaceful starry sky. At this moment, his thoughts and spiritual power flowed and converged like water, gradually sublimating a force that resonated with the pulse of the universe. Six stars were projected behind him, connected to each other and turned into a virtual image of the Phoenix constellation in the south sky. With the blessing of the microcosm, Zhang Heng not only made further progress in the energy level, but also his "feeling" became more acute and powerful. No longer limited to the five basic senses of vision, hearing, taste, smell and touch, even the mental power as the sixth sense was greatly enhanced.

In Sicily, Zhang Heng saved the Cyclops, who was good at making weapons, from the attack of the Hundred-armed Giant. To express his gratitude, the giant combined the power of fire and water to make nine arrows for Zhang Heng.

They are called arrows, but in fact, the arrowheads are shaped like sword blades, and the arrow bodies are like sword handles. They are majestic and magnificent, like burning meteors. If it weren't for the arrow feathers made of phoenix feathers, Zhang Heng would almost treat it as some kind of strange long-handled sword or even a spear... Fortunately, these nine feather arrows can not only change the size according to the needs of the user, but also have the function of automatically tracking the target and automatically returning after hitting it, which saves Zhang Heng from his own troubles.

At Mount Etna, Zhang Heng successfully shot the Balrog deep in the volcano, and under the guidance of Chiron, he threw the Phoenix Cloth into this ancient volcano for reforging.

Seven days later, accompanied by a roar that seemed to illuminate the dark world, the newly born Phoenix Cloth rose from the lava like a phoenix reborn from the fire. The light it emits is as blazing and pure as the sun, but not dazzling; it is also like a sacred flame, warm and majestic, illuminating everything around, indicating the new power and glory of the holy cloth...

Bane, siren, behemoth... During this journey with Chiron, Zhang Heng has cultivated the seventh sense that surpasses all six senses and is known as the "source of life and microcosm" through meditation, fighting and "knowing himself", which can also be called the power of "light of the soul"; even Ming Yanwei has made rapid progress, breaking through herself in the battle with Gorgon, and rising from the second-level gene lock when she first entered to the fourth-level gene lock like a rocket.

——But no matter how long the journey is, there is always an end.

When Zhang Heng followed Chiron into the familiar Temple of Apollo again, he suddenly realized that he had circled the entire world, and he was like the greatest hero of ancient Greece, Heracles, who did not exist in this world, leaving countless legends all over the world.

"Nothing should be excessive."

Looking at Zhang Heng's expression, Chiron, who had accompanied the two all the way, said the second sacred motto of the Delphic Oracle. The old man smiled and nodded to the two: "During this period, you have done very well... faster and much better than I imagined."

"'Nothing should be excessive'... Does this mean that your help to me has ended?" Zhang Heng whispered these words and his heart moved. At this moment, he suddenly realized one thing... The moment of separation is coming.

"Yes, awakening the seventh sense means that you have climbed to a new level. What you really need at this time is not to rush to pursue a higher realm, but to be down-to-earth, to accumulate the insights you have gained through practice, and to become familiar with your soul. The power of the depths.”

Chiron smiled slightly: "As for help, you have helped many people in this world... but I don't seem to have told you about the help they need most."

As he spoke, Chiron looked up to the sky, and following the other person's gaze, Zhang Heng also understood what he was going to say.

——The dim sun.

As we all know, Apollo is the god of light, so why is the sky in this world dark and lightless, and even the sun is about to go out?

"Because Apollo, the god of light, had a problem a thousand years ago."

Withdrawing his gaze, Chiron stared at Zhang Heng and the Phoenix Saint Cloth on his body that was burning, as if it was about to fly high in the next moment. His tone was full of emotion: "And you, Zhang Heng, during this time During my travels, I have understood what kind of person you are... You are destined to become the new sun of this world and bring light to this world again."

"ha?"

Even Zhang Heng, who roughly knew what the other party was going to say, couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He raised Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow behind him: "The bow behind me is the one that shoots down the sun... Now, you are Want me to be the new sun?”

"That's right."

Although he was saying words that sounded quite ridiculous, Chiron's eyes were extremely serious: "Ever since the black storm that passed from outside the world a long time ago, Lord Apollo has been infected by something terrifying. , It’s declining day by day.”

"Everyone knows that Master Apollo has changed. The scorching sun that he hung high in the sky has turned into a cold black sun, and it will no longer be as warm as before..."

"...So, this is the last thing you want me to do, save the world?"

"That's right." Chiron nodded, and above his head, the dim sun seemed to begin to melt and turned into a dark ring: "The end is approaching. As Lord Apollo's people, we can only place our hope in on others.”

At the same time, the sky and the earth also became dark, with only a little light remaining: "And to untie the bell, you must tie the bell. You who came from outside the world are the most suitable saviors..."

"Leave it to me."

The fire on the Phoenix Sacred Cloth ignited, illuminating the surrounding space. Zhang Heng looked at the cold black sun in mid-air, which was distorting, alienating, and finally turning into an indescribable terrifying existence. There was no trace of fear on his face, but he smiled slightly at Ming Yanwei——

"Wait until I come back," he said.

"You can definitely do it." She said, "I believe you."

Then, the man strode out of the temple and pulled back the string of Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow. (End of chapter)