Chapter 985 City in the Lake, the Eagle God Welcomes You

The airship moved forward slowly. Skimming through forests, across plateaus, across lakes. When flying over the plateau lake and hearing "The capital is just ahead", almost all the free magicians rushed out and stuck to the porthole to watch:

"Wow……"

Gentle exclamations and admirations came and went. The older magicians were relatively calm, such as the well-informed Archmage Baierbo, who only opened his eyes slightly;

Young magicians, such as Gretel...

"Gretel, don't wipe the porthole with your nose! No! Don't press your face against the porthole!"

Gretel turned a deaf ear. He focused wholeheartedly, lying on the porthole overlooking the lake, and praised in a low voice:

"It's so beautiful...the indigenous people here can actually build such a building, such a city..."

The picture scroll unfolding under your feet can no longer be described as just "building" or "city". On the plateau, tall and steep mountains form a large circle, embracing the clear lake in the center. The shadows of the peaks are reflected in the lake, and the tops of the mountains are covered with snow in the distance;

From the surrounding mountains, countless clear streams merge into rivers, which in turn flow into lakes. Along the edges of the rivers, clusters of villages are scattered;

In the center of the lake stands the capital of the Eagle Kingdom—or the royal city. The royal city does not have walls, or in other words, it does not need walls. The rippling lake water around it naturally forms its barrier.

In the center of the barrier stands an island that is half made by nature and half by manpower. A wide and flat road traverses the center of the island. At the end of the road, stands a large-scale temple. Even when looking down from an airship, one is amazed at the scale of the temple;

Three flat causeways connect the island to the mainland. Between the islands and the mainland, and in the dotted canals, thousands of canoes gathered and dispersed like clouds, and moved as lightly as butterflies;

Long elevated water channels transport clear mountain water from distant mountains directly to the city center. Grete lay on the porthole and opened his eyes wide:

"There is actually an elevated water channel here..."

I thought it was only in ancient Rome, no, only in the Old World!

"Yes." Archmage Vickers of the Alchemy Guild stood beside him, looking down together with sighs in his tone:

"I thought that only the Glory Holy City and a few places in the Kingdom of Brolin had elevated aqueducts. I didn't expect that the indigenous people here could actually build such huge buildings..."

"But this means that the local spellcasters do not have the power related to water creation." Archmage Mansfield of the Conjuration Department came over to chat:

"Otherwise, with such a big lake, there shouldn't be such a shortage of water that we need to build a canal."

"Perhaps it's because of... the climate problem in this place?" Grete continued to wipe the portholes with the grease from the tip of his nose, looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and pointed to the lake:

The swaying reeds stretched inward from the shore of the lake, lower and thinner;

Further inside, large areas of land are exposed, with a little green entwined on them, feebly rimming the earth;

There is a circle of houses poking around the island, all built on swaying high poles. They seem to be five to six meters, seven to eight meters, or ten meters away from the ground?

"This is a plateau area with strong evaporation, and the depth of the lake water will change greatly throughout the year. If there is a difference between the rainy season and the dry season, the changes will be even greater... When the water level is at its highest in the rainy season, these houses may be next to the water. side?"

Just like when a colleague came back from a trip, he talked about it and told him about the Tonle Sap Lake. It covers an area of ​​2,700 square kilometers in the dry season and 10,000 square kilometers in the rainy season. The residents there live on boats all year round...

It’s not that they want to live, but living on a boat is the best solution for them and the cost of living is the lowest.

"That makes sense." Archmage Mansfield nodded. He looked at the mountains in the distance, then at the elevated aqueduct that led directly to the city center, to the temples and palaces, and nodded happily:

"Poor people bend down to draw water from the mud; noble people want to drink the cool snow water in the mountains. No wonder, no wonder such a building is built..."

After looking around for a while, he suddenly walked quickly towards the front cabin. Soon, the Archmage’s continuous orders came from the operating area in front:

"Measure! Measure quickly! The shore of this lake, what range it reaches in the rainy season, and what range it reaches in the dry season - look at the plants and soil moisture. Do you need me to tell you!"

"Measure the height of the surrounding mountains! Measure the depth of the lake! Measure the surrounding energy nodes! The energy response of the temple and palace!"

"Speed ​​up! We'll be at the palace soon!"

The airship operator was so yelled at that he was furious. They were adjusting the magic arrays one by one and recording strings of data. They were so busy that they wished everyone could grow eight arms. Grete smiled knowingly and stared down:

Such a civilization, even if it is backward, even if it is barbaric, even if it still retains the custom of human sacrifice - but it is still brilliant and unique enough.

It can die out in natural evolution, or be destroyed by attacks among indigenous people, just like in nature, wild wolves hunt doe, and snow leopards hunt blue sheep.

However, it should never be brutally plundered, burned, destroyed, and destroyed without a trace because of the greed of a more advanced civilization.

Its people were enslaved, its temples were torn down, and all its records were either burned or trampled into the mud. Even the lakes were drained of water and filled with land, completely destroying the ecology...

Just as he was thinking this, a vast golden light suddenly appeared in the temple in the distance. Grete narrowed his eyes reflexively, and then he heard the high-pitched chirping of an eagle, which reached into the sky and stung him so much that he couldn't help but cover his ears.

And the golden light rose, rose, and gradually solidified, turning into a huge golden eagle, suspended above the temple. Spreading its wings, the falling shadow suddenly covered the entire royal capital. Under the wings, thousands of people prostrated themselves on the ground and cheered like thunder:

"Eagle God!"

"Eagle God!"

"The great eagle god!"

It flapped its wings gently, and the golden light shone on the lake, stretching for hundreds of miles. Under the golden eagle, another group of black energy rushed up, hovered over the Great Pyramid, and appeared.

Black matter and white chapters alternate between rings. Although the body is only twice as tall as the Great Pyramid, the tail is not sure how long it is. Half virtual and half real, submerged into the ground, while the snake was hesitating, there were faint black clouds rising one by one.

"God of Eagles, God of Snakes." Archmage Baierbo and Archmage Haines of Black Crow Swamp stood side by side, looking at each other with solemn expressions.

It's fine if the negotiation goes smoothly, but if the negotiation breaks down, these two totem gods will undoubtedly be the ones to take the lead——

"The Eagle God is probably between level 18 and 19." Silently, Archmage Baierbo had opened a spiritual connection and communicated with Haines:

"If you use some secret method to forcibly raise it, you can output about 19 levels of power. However, it should not cause a qualitative change and reach a legendary level."

"The snake god is a little lower, weak at level 18, and can be as weak as level 19 at most." Hines replied quietly with a straight face:

"The key is that this is their territory. We are far away and have no backup, so we must be cautious."

"What do you mean?"

"First find out their strength. And we must let the Eagle God and Snake God, or at least the Eagle God, join us and attack with all our strength."

"Just what I wanted!"

After the two archmages finished talking, one went to talk to his subordinates and arrange tasks, while the other rushed into the front cabin and drove the operators into a frenzy. Record the target strength, record the nature of the force, record the changing waveform...

In short, make full use of all the equipment on the airship, be sure to collect enough information, and be the first to detect enemy aircraft!

Halfway through the scanning and detection work, the dark shadow of the snake god on the Great Pyramid gradually shrank and disappeared into the pyramid. The golden eagle spread its wings, circled three times on the island, gave a long cry, and slowly turned into golden light, falling into the pyramid on the other side.

After a moment, a speck of light flew up from the pyramid, but it was the Golden Eagle Warriors and a group of White Eagle Warriors who flew over to greet them. The leader, wearing an eagle helmet and long brilliant feathers, saluted forward with an obsidian spear in his hand.

Before he could open his mouth, he was staggered by the air current outside the airship. He flapped his wings and had to step back three meters, and then another three meters. He finally stabilized his body and conveyed loudly:

"Distinguished guests, the great eagle god, the great serpent god, and the respected Tratoani and Chihuakoto are waiting for you."

He turned and flew towards the island. The airship followed unhurriedly until it reached the edge of the island, then slowly descended and stopped at a height of more than ten meters above the water.

The hatch opened, and Archmage Baierbo and Archmage Heins stepped out of the air, shaking out a flying carpet outside the hatch. The other archmages stood quietly and watched. Only Gretel was waved by the senior brother and called to his side:

"Hey, the youngest son of the God of Thunder! Don't be in a daze! Come with me!"

"Yes, you are the Lord of Plagues!" Archmage Heins also waved to him - and as expected, he received a roll of the eyes. A layer of flames faintly rose up on Senior Brother Byerbo's body...

Grete shrunk his neck, looked straight, and stood behind his senior brother without even looking at the necromancer. His feet sank slightly, but Serila also jumped up:

"Let's go! Let's go together!"

The two archmages, the knights they each brought to protect them, Gretel and Cerela rode on the flying carpet and meandered forward. When he landed on the altar in front of the temple, a large group of people were already standing there waiting for him.

The leader, wearing an eagle-shaped gold crown and holding a gold scepter studded with precious stones, walked out from among the crowd and opened his arms to them:

"Dear guests, on behalf of the great Eagle God and the great Snake God, I welcome you! White ghosts are trampling on our land, and traitors are killing our people. The Eagle Country is in urgent need of you. s help!"

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