Chapter 1161 Sun God: I Once Saw a Thousand Suns (Ten Thousand Rewards Plus Update 3)

People's fate is truly amazing.

In the morning, Gretel was still trudging on the mountain road and saw the outline of the capital in the distance;

At noon, Grete was still sitting in the shop next to the square, with the anti-detection barrier open, comfortably watching the sacrifice of the indigenous kingdom, treating it as a large-scale folk event;

In the evening, Gretel had been respectfully gathered into the great temple. Smoke filled the air, and the pure gold statue looked down in the tall hall, infinitely solemn and infinitely noble. Brilliant golden light shot out from the eyes of the statue and shrouded Grete steadily.

"We have received the oracle." Opposite Gretel, the high priest sat cross-legged with a wooden staff across his knees. At the top of the wooden stick, a cotton rope as thick as a finger is tied. Dozens of colorful ribbons are densely connected to the cotton rope, making it look like a curtain.

Each ribbon is woven from dozens of colored threads. Those colorful threads cross and coil into a series of dazzling knots. If you look closely, you will see that each knot has a different color and shape.

While the high priest was speaking, he was still twisting the colored threads and flexibly weaving new ribbons:

"The great Sun God said that he hopes to see you and talk to you. No matter whether the negotiation is successful or not, you are our honored guest. During this period, if you have any requests, you can try to ask us. "

If the negotiation fails, the borax and lead weights will cost at most five or ten tons, and that’s about it?

Grete thought silently. He looked at the young priests lined up silently behind the high priest, and then turned to look at Idian and others behind him. The words on the tip of his tongue turned around and quickly became:

"Otherwise, let's talk after we're full?"

"Ah, of course, of course." The high priest suddenly laughed. His eyebrows relaxed, all the wrinkles on his face suddenly relaxed, and his whole person was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart:

"We won't let our guests go hungry. The temple has prepared a sumptuous banquet. Come, please—"

Large plates and large plates of fragrant food were delivered to the banquet hall like water. Then, Grete saw countless foods that he had never seen or heard of appearing on their dining table:

"What's this?"

He pointed at a huge square pottery plate, with his limbs bent and kneeling, and his whole body was roasted golden and charred, like an unknown object that looked like a person being beheaded and executed, and asked tremblingly.

The high priest smiled and raised his bronze knife, lightly scratched the unknown object, took a leg and put it on his plate:

"This is a little alpaca that has been specially raised since childhood and is only used for sacrifices and royal family. Since it was born, in addition to drinking milk, it only eats special herbs and drinks the holy spring flowing from the snow-capped mountains. The taste is very special, you can try it ?”

Gretel had the same feeling as Tang Sanzang eating ginseng fruit, and ate a piece of roasted whole camel. Well... except for the taste of salt and chili powder, forgive him for not tasting other otherworldly tastes.

Serila, on the other hand, was holding a whole roasted camel and eating with a smile on her face:

"It's delicious... Well, it's delicious... Hey, can you pack a few away later?"

"As long as you are my god's honored guest, you can do whatever you want." The high priest nodded and smiled. With a wave of his hand, the waiter waiting next to him brought up another large basin of soup:

"What is this?!"

Look at the carapace that has been cut into pieces, the translucent skirt on the edge of the carapace, and the gray-black skin that rolls up and down. It's probably a turtle... or a turtle.

However, the size of this turtle is too big? There were also those eggs floating in the soup. Gretel lowered his head and glanced at his fist. It seemed that it was even bigger than his fist?

What kind of turtle is this?

"Oh, this is the Emerald Turtle." The high priest said without moving his eyebrows.

"This is a gift given to us by the mother of the ocean. It usually lives in the deep sea, and we can only get close to it and capture it when it climbs onto the beach to lay eggs. The number that can be captured each year is no more than 20."

sea, turtles.

At what level are animals protected?

Gretel took a sip of the turtle soup and looked at the next dish. The dishes served this time did not need to be introduced by the high priest, he could recognize them at a glance:

That thing can be almost one meter high, stuck on a gold plate with a diameter of half a meter, and is firmly supported by a frame - I don't know if it is a wooden frame or a gold frame.

Downy feathers all over the body are carefully adhered to the body one by one. The back is black, the belly is white, the wings are black, and the neck is light yellow...

Emperor penguins.

I didn’t come here specifically to eat rare animals...

Gretel was about to cry but had no tears left. For such a table, it is considered a rare dish for the Sun Temple. The high priest's sincerity in treating guests is very full; but...

I really can’t stand this table of dishes! How about we make some normal dishes?

He reluctantly tasted a piece of each and then began trying to fill his stomach with tortillas and fruit. Thank God, these things look normal and are not protecting animals one by one and plants one by one.

Looking back, Cerela was enjoying her meal, while Bernard was buried in his plate and eating without even looking up. Although Yu Dian eats elegantly, the number of broken bones on the plate is no less than those two, and the volume of the dishes in front of him is no less than those two...

"I'm done eating." Grete put down the tableware gently. Give yourself a cleansing technique, shake off the greasiness on your face and hands, and stand up with a smile:

"Iudian, Serira, you eat slowly, I'll go talk to the Sun God."

"Well, I'll go with you." Cerira instantly stuffed an alpaca leg into her mouth, pulled it from left to right, and pulled out a white bone. She chewed the meat hard and said vaguely:

"Definitely..."

"I can just go by myself." Gretel pushed her back to her seat with force:

"It's just in this temple, not far away. Besides, the Sun God invited us all the way here to have a good talk with me, not to swallow me in one bite."

He waved his hand, followed the high priest, and walked into the hall with a smile. The hall had long been cleaned, and the two Virgins of the Sun held bronze candlesticks and lit a new sacred fire. The smell of herbs and spices rose again and filled the hall.

The high priest guided Gretel to sit down on the alpaca blanket. The thick and soft blanket feels delicate and smooth. Although it is not like silk, it at least feels like velvet. No need to ask, it is some kind of alpaca wool specially provided by the royal family or the sun god.

Gretel subconsciously stretched his body and sat cross-legged, listening to the whimpering music outside. Blowing the conch trumpet, blowing the animal horn, high and low music, like a long wind passing through the treetops from the top of the mountain...

Slowly, slowly, he felt his eyelids drooping a little, and subconsciously lay down on the blanket. Ah...so comfortable...

Half asleep and half awake, a human figure condensed with golden light emerged in his consciousness. The figure was vague and his face couldn't be seen clearly, but it made Gretel feel warm and friendly for no reason.

He closed his eyes in a daze, feeling himself sinking, sinking, sinking into the Emerald Dream...

"Huh!"

The figure made a sharp, somewhat annoyed sound. Grete woke up with a start, and suddenly found that his spirit had been affected at some point:

If the Emerald Dream itself didn't have its own identification, that human figure condensed with golden light would have followed me in and sucked it in?

"Hello!"

Gretel frowned. He shook his head vigorously:

This is not normal. With his mental strength and physical resistance, there was no reason for him to fall asleep for no reason, let alone lose his guard for no reason.

To put it bluntly, he has several magical items that protect his mind, including the [Endless Ink Pen]!

"I'm sorry, dear guest, I mean no harm." A blond woman slowly walked out of the white mist and knelt down opposite Gretel. She lifted a handful of her splendid long hair and nodded to Gretel:

"I am the Sun Saint in the Great Temple, the concubine of the great Viracocha, and the daughter of this king. I have the blood of the Sun God flowing in my body, so I can easily receive the power of the Father God. Now , Father God speaks to you through me——”

Her expression suddenly froze, and everything from her face to her eyes was completely blank. When he spoke again, his voice had changed from crisp and soft to deep and thick, with a sacred meaning:

"Outsider, you're here. How about it? Have you thought about how to provide me with that kind of power?"

Gretel: "..."

His first reaction was to search for the sound that could change from a female voice to a male voice, and it could change back and forth on its own. Hmm... I seem to have seen it somewhere, is it some kind of epilepsy? At the same time, it causes laryngeal spasm, vocal cord spasm, etc.?

The blond woman was silent for a moment, then asked again. His tone was still calm, but there was a hint of impatience and urgency. Gretel shook his head and came back to his senses:

"Dear Sun God, I want to bring you into the Emerald Dream and touch that power, but I can't do it yet. You also know that the Emerald Dream is a dream that belongs to the entire elven community and all those who serve nature. Its power is extremely powerful. Powerful. But!”

He raised his voice and spoke quickly:

"There is a way that may allow you to touch it in reality! As long as you make a contribution to the world and make a great and unquestionable contribution, the world will naturally give you gifts. Now there is a way - "

He raised his arm and tried to point deeper into the hall. After thinking about it, he felt that the direction was wrong, so he moved again. I thought about it again, used my mental energy to feel my position, and moved again...

The Sun Goddess on the opposite side - or rather, the Sun God descending on the Sun Goddess - watched Gretel stretch out his arms and spin around. After waiting for two rounds, he finally asked:

"What do you want to say?"

"It's in the big forest to the east of this mountain range." Gretel finally gave up on feeling the southeast, northwest and northwest at night, in a house, or in a place with a roof. Put down your arms and simply use [Silent Phantom] to outline a map:

"In the center of the great forest, in the hinterland, there is a wound in the earth that can never be healed. We already have a method that may be able to cure it, but the power is not enough. If you can help us, I believe that the gifts of the world will be enough to restore your strength. ——”

"That's where it is." The Sun God turned his face, raised his eyes, and looked accurately toward the northeast. His eyes were filled with endless golden light, his gaze was distant, and his voice was like murmuring in a dream:

"I know it. A long time ago, I was there and saw a thousand suns..."

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