This is... Roland looked at Carsia.
The elevator, the latter proudly replied, "Wait a moment and you will see it soon."
Not long after she finished saying this, the indicator light by the car window jumped from red to green, and then the curtain automatically rose, revealing the scene outside the car.
Roland immediately understood the reason why her tone was mixed with pride. He saw the bus stopping on a huge iron plate, surrounded by concrete stone walls painted with yellow and black warning paint, with five or six metal tracks embedded on it, and the sound of gears biting constantly.
Every time you drop a distance, you can see dazzling spotlights and huge marked numbers. In just a few minutes, they have dropped by more than a hundred meters, and the numbers are still growing.
With the orange warning lights rotating on the outer edge of the iron plate, this scene was like a scene in a science fiction movie. He was also underground. He suddenly felt that the third border city he built was eclipsed. Compared to this tall way of entry, the underground city that was towed and transported by hemp ropes and steam engines was almost no different from the urban-rural fringe.
The strength of the association organization that could create such facilities has suddenly increased several levels in his heart.
Without strong economic and political strength as a backing, it would be impossible to achieve such a grand project with just a group of martial artists.
No wonder Gassia is proud of it.
Even the wild awakened people with strange tempers were shocked by this scene. There were mixed discussions in the carriage. Everyone couldn't help but look out the window, as if they wanted to find out how deep the place was hidden.
This move is a good move. Roland thought that he had closed the curtains before, probably because he didn't want the newcomers to know the specific location of the headquarters, but after entering the underground, he became fearless. Rather than letting everyone appreciate this spectacular project, it was better to show the power of the association.
I just don’t know if the spirits following behind can find an opportunity to sneak in.
When the number changed to 235, the iron plate finally stopped falling, and several passageways appeared on the wall. The bus started again and drove into one of the tunnels.
This time I only drove for a short distance and reached the end.
Roland followed Gassia out of the car and found that there was a very wide underground square in front of him, with dense lighting lights arranged above his head, and its brightness was almost the same as day. If it weren't for the previous experience, it would be difficult for him to believe that he was in the deep underground.
A statue stands in the center of the square, which at first glance looks like a large hand holding an irregular polyhedral.
There are several buses parked next to the statue, and it seems that they are not the only newcomers to come here.
Who are the people from other cities?Roland pointed to the crowd around the statue.
Jiasia nodded. The association has countless branches, but there are only two headquarters. If you want to get close contact with erosion, you must go to these two places.
He was slightly stunned. Can the erosion from the outside world be seen directly?
Not only can you see it, but you can also touch it, although you will never want to touch it, Jiasia gave him a blank look. Do you think we are a cult organization that makes people fight to the death if you draw a big cake?It is the original intention of visiting the headquarters to gather newcomers from time to time and take you to see the real crisis facing the world.If you don’t see some things with your own eyes, you won’t believe that disaster is close.
At this moment, the light above the head suddenly darkened, and darkness surged out from all directions in an instant, focusing people's vision on a narrow range in the center of the square, like a stage opened by a large curtain. Two bright beams of light sprinkled from the dome, one fell on the statue, and the other reflected the figure of a lady in black.
She stood on the platform on one side of the square, about thirties, wearing a classical martial arts uniform, with long black hair tied over her head, and one eye seemed to have suffered an old injury and was covered by an eye mask.
Although the natural power of the dream world is not limited to men and women, it has no effect of magic to improve the appearance of the body. Just in terms of appearance, she is no different from ordinary people. She is not tall, but she has a calm and solemn aura on her body.
After the woman waved to everyone, she spoke loudly, "Good morning, I am Lan, the chief disciple guarding the rock."Welcome to Prism City!
Does the prism... refer to the polyhedron on the statue?Roland noticed a whispering sound from the wild martial arts home that came with him, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with her words.
Before he could ask Jiasia, Lan continued to talk. Of course, the guard should have been responsible for receiving new disciples. Unfortunately, Yunxiao City had some trouble, and the master and the other three guards had left the place the day before yesterday.In order not to delay the visit, I have to accept you all.
I know that some of you had awakened many years ago and could not be treated as real newcomers, but now the situation has changed drastically. If you are willing to come here, it means that you have recognized the capabilities of the association. Naturally, you should temporarily put everything in the past and put the fight against the fallen demon first.The association does not care about your past identity and status, but only values future performance. The more at the critical moment, the more awakened ones should unite. If they do not accept the association's approach, they can still choose to leave now!
As he said that, the woman in black made a gesture of invitation, but no one moved in the square, and even the noisy discussions became less.
This chief disciple is quite good, Roland curled his lips.
There are more and more demon-falling people, and wild awakened people apply to join the association only when they are unable to protect themselves. No matter how high their self-esteem is, they have to bow to reality at this moment.
The other party saw this correctly and deliberately retreated to advance. In just a few words, the group of people had nothing to say.
At any time, strength is the only criterion for persuading the opponent. As a martial arts association that protects one side, spreading the power it has master is undoubtedly the simplest and most effective means.
Carsia looked at Roland with a complicated expression, and after a long time, she whispered, "She is my master."
What?He was stunned, Master?
The senior I mentioned that day was her. Jiasia sighed. If it was not necessary, you would better avoid wandering in front of her. What the master disliked the most was the person who was irresponsible and unpunctual.
Uh, so that's the case.
Since you all made the choice, it’s great that the association welcomes any fresh blood.Lan swept across the square and nodded with satisfaction. I am not talking about it here for a long time. Nothing is more impressive than seeing it with my own eyes. Now please come with me and see the crisis that the world is about to face. You will soon understand that the battle of divine will is not far from us!
The elevator, the latter proudly replied, "Wait a moment and you will see it soon."
Not long after she finished saying this, the indicator light by the car window jumped from red to green, and then the curtain automatically rose, revealing the scene outside the car.
Roland immediately understood the reason why her tone was mixed with pride. He saw the bus stopping on a huge iron plate, surrounded by concrete stone walls painted with yellow and black warning paint, with five or six metal tracks embedded on it, and the sound of gears biting constantly.
Every time you drop a distance, you can see dazzling spotlights and huge marked numbers. In just a few minutes, they have dropped by more than a hundred meters, and the numbers are still growing.
With the orange warning lights rotating on the outer edge of the iron plate, this scene was like a scene in a science fiction movie. He was also underground. He suddenly felt that the third border city he built was eclipsed. Compared to this tall way of entry, the underground city that was towed and transported by hemp ropes and steam engines was almost no different from the urban-rural fringe.
The strength of the association organization that could create such facilities has suddenly increased several levels in his heart.
Without strong economic and political strength as a backing, it would be impossible to achieve such a grand project with just a group of martial artists.
No wonder Gassia is proud of it.
Even the wild awakened people with strange tempers were shocked by this scene. There were mixed discussions in the carriage. Everyone couldn't help but look out the window, as if they wanted to find out how deep the place was hidden.
This move is a good move. Roland thought that he had closed the curtains before, probably because he didn't want the newcomers to know the specific location of the headquarters, but after entering the underground, he became fearless. Rather than letting everyone appreciate this spectacular project, it was better to show the power of the association.
I just don’t know if the spirits following behind can find an opportunity to sneak in.
When the number changed to 235, the iron plate finally stopped falling, and several passageways appeared on the wall. The bus started again and drove into one of the tunnels.
This time I only drove for a short distance and reached the end.
Roland followed Gassia out of the car and found that there was a very wide underground square in front of him, with dense lighting lights arranged above his head, and its brightness was almost the same as day. If it weren't for the previous experience, it would be difficult for him to believe that he was in the deep underground.
A statue stands in the center of the square, which at first glance looks like a large hand holding an irregular polyhedral.
There are several buses parked next to the statue, and it seems that they are not the only newcomers to come here.
Who are the people from other cities?Roland pointed to the crowd around the statue.
Jiasia nodded. The association has countless branches, but there are only two headquarters. If you want to get close contact with erosion, you must go to these two places.
He was slightly stunned. Can the erosion from the outside world be seen directly?
Not only can you see it, but you can also touch it, although you will never want to touch it, Jiasia gave him a blank look. Do you think we are a cult organization that makes people fight to the death if you draw a big cake?It is the original intention of visiting the headquarters to gather newcomers from time to time and take you to see the real crisis facing the world.If you don’t see some things with your own eyes, you won’t believe that disaster is close.
At this moment, the light above the head suddenly darkened, and darkness surged out from all directions in an instant, focusing people's vision on a narrow range in the center of the square, like a stage opened by a large curtain. Two bright beams of light sprinkled from the dome, one fell on the statue, and the other reflected the figure of a lady in black.
She stood on the platform on one side of the square, about thirties, wearing a classical martial arts uniform, with long black hair tied over her head, and one eye seemed to have suffered an old injury and was covered by an eye mask.
Although the natural power of the dream world is not limited to men and women, it has no effect of magic to improve the appearance of the body. Just in terms of appearance, she is no different from ordinary people. She is not tall, but she has a calm and solemn aura on her body.
After the woman waved to everyone, she spoke loudly, "Good morning, I am Lan, the chief disciple guarding the rock."Welcome to Prism City!
Does the prism... refer to the polyhedron on the statue?Roland noticed a whispering sound from the wild martial arts home that came with him, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with her words.
Before he could ask Jiasia, Lan continued to talk. Of course, the guard should have been responsible for receiving new disciples. Unfortunately, Yunxiao City had some trouble, and the master and the other three guards had left the place the day before yesterday.In order not to delay the visit, I have to accept you all.
I know that some of you had awakened many years ago and could not be treated as real newcomers, but now the situation has changed drastically. If you are willing to come here, it means that you have recognized the capabilities of the association. Naturally, you should temporarily put everything in the past and put the fight against the fallen demon first.The association does not care about your past identity and status, but only values future performance. The more at the critical moment, the more awakened ones should unite. If they do not accept the association's approach, they can still choose to leave now!
As he said that, the woman in black made a gesture of invitation, but no one moved in the square, and even the noisy discussions became less.
This chief disciple is quite good, Roland curled his lips.
There are more and more demon-falling people, and wild awakened people apply to join the association only when they are unable to protect themselves. No matter how high their self-esteem is, they have to bow to reality at this moment.
The other party saw this correctly and deliberately retreated to advance. In just a few words, the group of people had nothing to say.
At any time, strength is the only criterion for persuading the opponent. As a martial arts association that protects one side, spreading the power it has master is undoubtedly the simplest and most effective means.
Carsia looked at Roland with a complicated expression, and after a long time, she whispered, "She is my master."
What?He was stunned, Master?
The senior I mentioned that day was her. Jiasia sighed. If it was not necessary, you would better avoid wandering in front of her. What the master disliked the most was the person who was irresponsible and unpunctual.
Uh, so that's the case.
Since you all made the choice, it’s great that the association welcomes any fresh blood.Lan swept across the square and nodded with satisfaction. I am not talking about it here for a long time. Nothing is more impressive than seeing it with my own eyes. Now please come with me and see the crisis that the world is about to face. You will soon understand that the battle of divine will is not far from us!
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