Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

There is no gate to the Luluye Temple. The rectangular gap under the high wall is the entrance. The interior is completely open to the outside world, but there is an unknown force that isolates the sea water from the outside.

The red armored giant placed two boulders at the door, clasped his hands together and then slowly pressed them down, completing this spiritual journey in a ceremonial manner.

Stepping into the entrance, the carved stone pillars are towering, but the dome of the temple hangs high in the sky as if it is not bound by gravity.

After the giant walked through the outermost, tallest but roughest stone wall, and then separated it by a space of two or three meters inward, the second circle of stone walls was slightly lower in height, but the texture was obviously much finer.

In this way, as the passage gradually extends deeper into the temple, the high walls are gradually lowered, and the materials are also changing.

From rough stone to bronze covered with green rust, to smelted more pure pig iron, circles and layers, when the wall approaches the height of a giant, it has turned into a heterochromatic alloy full of technology. The material is still as shiny as new after tens of millions of years.

Passing through this entrance corridor dug into high walls, the interior is the main hall space of Luluye Temple.

In the main hall space, what is carved in relief on the largest curved wall is the shield-shaped emblem of the Earth Guard Corps.

At this time, the emblem was filled with all kinds of insulting super-ancient words. There were also a lot of weird graffiti expressing negation, disgust, ridicule and other meanings.

There are also a lot of equipment and instruments that look quite old but have a sense of technology scattered under the wall.

Although they were already badly damaged and had been violently smashed and damaged, various parts were scattered all over the ground, as if many thugs had barged in and had been looted.

The black and red giant did not look at these things, maybe because he was not interested, or maybe because these instruments and equipment were too small and could be crushed with one finger. Obviously they were not designed and manufactured for giants.

He walked past the wall with the emblem carved on it, came to a huge dark pit, and then jumped down.

In the process of falling, the giant's body shrank rapidly in the red light. When it finally landed, it had turned into a middle-aged man with a height of two meters and a strong build.

The black silk one-shoulder coat was simple and rough. It was wrapped around the body casually, revealing a large area of ​​bronze skin and muscular arms.

In the Luluye Temple, the underground space nearly a thousand meters deep is quite empty. Except for the inverted cone-shaped rocks hanging from the top wall, which look like monster teeth, there are also three tall giant stone statues, which are placed in a place where no one can Neglected location.

The stone statue on the far right is exactly the same as the giant transformed by a strong man. At this time, he is trying to bend over and roll sideways.

The stone statue on the far left is slightly thinner. He is holding his head in his hands, as if he is roaring something loudly.

But behind the two stone statues, the giant standing in the middle was obviously different from them. She was slender and had extremely obvious female body characteristics.

At this time, the female giant stone statue was raising its head and raising one hand upward, as if desperately trying to grab something.

These three giant stone statues have different movements, but they all seem to be suffering extremely intense pain.

The strong man's eyes rested on the three stone statues for a moment, but then he came to a corner alone. Facing the dark walls of the underground space, which were made of unknown material, he began to practice goose-step punching.

Without any skills, relying entirely on his own strength, every punch can shake the entire mountain wall.

"Don't hit Durham, are you bothered..."

An extremely impatient man's voice sounded from another corner a moment later.

The owner of this voice has a lean body and is also wearing a black silk coat. Although the material is the same, the cut and style of this outfit are quite sophisticated.

There is a collar where there should be a collar, and there are sleeves where there should be sleeves. It is like a perfect combination of a well-fitting black suit and an elegant evening dress.

Originally, dressing like this should show a capable and elegant temperament, but at this time, this black silk dress was covered with dust, and there were obvious holes and wear in many places.

In addition, he himself was slumped on the ground without any image at this time, one leg was crossed, and the other leg was raised to support his head lying on his side. His fingers were rubbing his temples extremely irritably, and his hair was messy. A group of people seemed to have just rolled up from the ground and endured extremely unbearable pain.

Therefore, overall, he feels more decadent and sloppy.

The muscular man known as Durham did not respond and continued to practice boxing against the wall. The roaring sound continued in the underground space of the temple.

"Don't you think it's noisy enough? Ever since we were sealed here, the resentment below has been screaming in our heads every day, over and over again, over and over again..."

The lean man complained, rubbing his temples faster and faster.

Durham's punching movement paused, and then responded with a somewhat angry sound.

"To me, the voice of resentment is like the waves crashing on the shore. Although the sound is loud, it can only help me temper my own will. Hitler, your practice is far from enough."

"Ah, yes, yes! You are awesome, you are awesome!"

The lean man named Hitler suddenly seemed more impatient, and even his voice became shrill.

"So you still have to thank him, thank that disgusting traitor! Thank him for sealing you here, enduring the pollution of negative resentment in the dark energy every day."

Perhaps realizing that continuing to answer would only result in more complaints, Durham continued punching the wall without saying a word.

But Hitler obviously didn't want to stop there.

"Do you think anyone can spend hundreds of years re-condensing the body of a giant like you, and then practice! Practice! You are completely a gorilla who can only think with muscles. I am different from you. I rely on my reason. How about wisdom?!

Based on the intensity of the dark radiation here, any dark giant who comes in will go completely crazy in less than three days! Me, I keep counting every day and persist until now! "

No one responded to Hitler's complaints, but he seemed to be completely immersed in it, as if there was no one else around, and his tone gradually changed from gloomy to furious.

"Of course, except for the three of us, hundreds of thousands of people in the Dark Giant clan are all dead! They are all dead, do you hear it!? And we are sealed here, and we can only feel motionless. The auras of my fellow tribesmen disappeared one by one!”

"To shut up……"

At this moment, a cold and indifferent female voice sounded.

Hitler turned to look, and immediately saw a woman sitting on the edge of the platform with her legs crossed, her eyes closed and her eyebrows lowered, as if she was in meditation on the high platform where three giant stone statues stood.

On top of leather boots with a few inches of heel, her legs were slender and slender, as if they were carved from white jade. A simple black dress covered her imaginative female curves.

The woman's slightly raised neck is like a swan, her skin is delicate and smooth, and she is naturally elegant and beautiful. Her face, as delicate as porcelain, even in a moment of silence with her eyes closed, still cannot hide her mature and charming sense of wonder. .

Especially paired with the silver hair crown, it fully demonstrated her noble temperament hidden in her bones.

The woman sat there, seemingly naturally distancing herself from others, and then looked down at those prostrate at her feet.

"Camilla..."

Hitler looked at the woman on the high platform and whispered her name.