The elevators of the Special Affairs and the elevators of the Ancient God Research Institute are no different, they both look ordinary.

Wang Anya and Tang Xuan took the elevator and rose to the top floor.

Wang Anya introduced: "These items still have the power of ancient gods. In order to prevent them from rioting, we store them on the top."

Tang Xuan was curious: "Can these things riot?"

Wang Anya nodded: "The things I just dug are unstable, sometimes they explode and attack us. Fortunately, they will fall into silence after being illuminated by high-energy laser for a period of time, but there is no guarantee that there will be no problems."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly.

The power of the ancient god is unfathomable, which can be seen from Anbei. Countless years have passed, and the descendants of the gods' followers still punched out 500 tons of terrible power.

Click!

The elevator door is open.

A solemn atmosphere infected Tang Xuan, and his mood was a little heavier out of thin air.

Tang Xuan turned his head to look at Wang Anya.

Wang Anya's expression also became serious: "Don't worry, this is normal. Leaving here will relieve the impact. The things here have been in close contact with the ancient gods, and their breath remains on it."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly.

He suddenly felt that the ancient god looked a bit like a strong source of radiation.

Anya Wang took the lead in getting out of the elevator: "Come with me."

The layout of this floor is like a museum, and it will be called the Ancient God Museum. In the corridor, exquisite semicircular glass covers buckle the ancient gods' creations filled with traces of time. Most of the ancient gods' creations have lost their spirit, most of them are fragments of buildings, similar to the broken corners of the obelisk that Tang Xuan had seen before. But some still exudes magical brilliance.

For example, a pair of boxing gloves surrounded by thunder.

Anya Wang walked to the counter where the gloves were stored, and she barely squeezed out a smile: "The ancient god factor on these gloves is the same as the ancient god factor in Anbei's body. We infer that this is the weapon of his ancestors."

Rumble Rumble Rumble

Tang Xuan could hear a faint thunder through the glass cover.

He asked, "Can Anbei use this?"

Wang Anya nodded gently: "The ancient god factors included in the gloves are more than the ancient god factors in Anbei's body. Anbei can barely control it for three minutes. During use, Anbei's physical fitness will increase ten times."

Anbei can produce 500 tons of impact, and on this basis, it is a human-shaped warship. Logically, Tang Xuan should be surprised by this. But his emotions were suppressed by the inexplicable solemnity here, so he just nodded slightly.

Wang Anya said again: "What you want to interpret is ahead."

She skipped the counter and continued to move forward.

The deeper the Museum of Ancient Gods, the bigger the glass covers on both sides of the corridor, the more terrifying it becomes.

Tang Xuan even saw a blood-red skull nailed to the cross. When they passed by, the skull turned his head to look at them.

Wang Anya said calmly: "Normal."

Tang Xuan replied calmly: "Oh."

The calm two continued to walk deeper and passed more and more strange things. The headless female corpse that was bleeding blood, the flashing crystal ball, the twisted golden arrows, the dark empty portal, the rotating huge eyeballs, the string of skeleton beads... Every time they passed by, Wang Anya would lightly throw a 'normal situation', even if the huge eyeballs were staring at it.

Tang Xuan asked: "If they leave the cover, what will happen here?"

Wang Anya replied calmly: "Before they are placed here, they will be sent to the laboratories of the Lin Group and the military for research. One of them can be more honest than the other. Even if they remove the covers, they will not dare to do anything wrong. They just don't want them to run around this layer."

Tang Xuan walked to the counter with a door closed.

He found that although the door was open, the door frame was pitch black and he didn't know where to go.

Tang Xuan asked: "What is inside this door?"

Wang Anya looked up: "I don't know, no one who entered came back, he should be dead."

Tang Xuan tilted his head: "Then why did it open the door to us?"

Wang Anya was stunned. She looked at the door carefully, then squeezed out a sudden expression: "This place has a great impact on my mental state, and I almost ignored it. It should be because it wants to go to the laboratory to be studied."

Bang!

The door suddenly closed.

Tang Xuan's calm heart had a rippling ripples.

Is this... scared?

But Wang Anya didn't care whether the door was closed or not. She walked to the counter and pressed a button.

“The collection No. 0735 opens the door to me.”

"Please send it back to the lab."

A voice came from above my head: "I understand."

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The door in the cover opened and closed frantically, making a dense sound of closing the door, as if begging for mercy. But it was too late, and with the sound of rotating gears, its counter slowly sank into the ground.

Click—

Floor closes.

The sound of the door closing gradually faded away from the feet.

Anya Wang looked around the other counters nearby.

The headless female corpse tried hard to suck the blood she had just spit out back. The crystal ball stopped flashing, the golden arrows became straightened, the huge eyeball turned to stare at the ceiling, and every skull on the skeleton bead showed a honest smile...

Seeing this scene, even Tang Xuan, who was forced to calm down, couldn't help but jumped twice.

Wang Anya said lightly: "Stay going."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly.

So the two of them came to the deepest part of the museum, where many large-scale building fragments were placed, and each fragment was engraved with many inscriptions. Looking at these inscriptions, you will find that there are still gray-black airflow on the surface of the inscription.

Wang Anya led Tang Xuan to a broken corner obelisk. She said: "That's it. Time is tight. You can translate as much as you can in half a day, because the legion will set out in half a day. After they entered the curvature voyage, the information we sent could not catch up with them, and there would be a long delay in the middle."

Tang Xuan noticed a scaffolding next to him.

He nodded and said, "I'll do my best."

In fact, it took him no longer a long time to translate the inscription on this pillar, but in order to conceal the unreasonable fact that he fully understood the inscription of the ancient gods, he had to hide his weakness. In half a day, he would only provide the most important part of the information.

This broken corner obelisk is about ten meters high, and Tang Xuan climbed onto the scaffolding and saw the top of it.

A few minutes later,

He translated the first sentence according to the habit of normal people: "Space is my arms, and distance is nothingness to me. After the catastrophe, I will be the earliest ancient god to recover. I will use my ability to harvest faith wildly and become the strongest person in the new era."

Wang Anya silently recorded with a pen.
Chapter completed!