There was only one Bridge of Redemption that could pass through the crack in the ground called the Ring of Doomsday. When necessary, the bridge could be retracted. The Ring of Doom would also spit out a curtain of flames to protect the Holy Land.
Behind the Ring of Doom was the Holy Land. The Holy Land was huge, equivalent to several Devil Gold Cities. There were many temples, plazas, and the breeding grounds of the Lizard Race. It was the origin of the Lizard Race. All the Lizard Race in Hongtark came from here.
Neatly arranged eggs could be seen on the wetland where the Lizard Race reproduced their offspring. The different colors of the eggshells represented different species of Lizard Race warriors. The Lizard Race did not have a childhood. They were born as adult warriors. They were a race born to fight.
Behind the Holy Land was a huge lake. It was the Holy Lake. The Holy Lake was overflowing all year round. It formed many branches here. They entered the underground water veins and flowed through the Ring of Doom to the Zanamu River. They became the source of life in Hongtark.
On the Holy Lake was a white palace. It was the Holy Temple of the Lizard Race. Inside the Holy Temple was Cana's white coffin. However, the coffin was only a symbol. The real coffin was placed somewhere else. Every ten years, the Lizard Race would hold a grand sacrifice in the Holy Temple to commemorate Cana's creation of the Lizard Race.
There was only a small Holy Temple on the west side of the huge Holy Lake. The Holy Temple was inconspicuous. However, the Lizard Race in the Holy Land knew that it was the place where the Teacher lived. To the Lizard Race, the Teacher was a revered existence.
He was Cana's loyal servant and the representative of the Lizard King. He guided the Lizard Race through the wild times until now.
The Teacher was not an immortal. After a period of time, he would fall into a deep sleep. However, he only slept for a short time. At most a month, at least a few days. Then, he would reappear in front of the Lizard Race. He would always wear a tattered black robe. No one would ever see his face.
The only thing the Lizard Race knew was that every time he fell into a deep sleep, his physical appearance would change. He might be tall before he fell asleep, but when he came out of his Holy Temple, he would become a thin man.
The only thing that did not change was his wisdom.
He knew the history and all the secrets of the Lizard Race. He was the wisest man. No lizard man would doubt this. They were used to obeying their teacher's orders. Just like this time, their teacher wanted to mobilize the entire clan and prepare for battle. Their opponents were only a few invaders, but every single lizard warrior was prepared to enter the battlefield, even if they were deeply doubtful about it.
Very quickly, the news of Modo City's destruction spread throughout the Holy Land. Moreover, they heard that it was only one of the invaders who had destroyed Modo City, so the lizardmen no longer had any doubts. With such a terrifying power, the lizardmen needed to gather all of their strength to resist.
According to the generals, this was a battle of life and death for the Lizard Tribe!
He looked at the Holy Temple from afar.
On a white canoe at the edge of the sacred lake, a black-robed instructor was holding a wooden crutch. The skull of a cub was embedded in the wooden crutch. The black eye sockets of the skull were embedded with two red crystals, as if the cub was still alive, still using its scarlet eyes to size up the world.
The instructor looked at the Holy Temple, where the ceremony that happened once every ten years was being held. Red triangular flags were fluttering in the wind, symbolizing Cana's blessing for the Lizard Tribe.
The traditions of the Lizard Tribe, and even their culture, had been passed down from generation to generation. Then, it was passed down from generation to generation. Until now, no one knew where these things came from. They only knew to silently abide by them.
Those red triangular flags, for example, were a sudden idea of the instructor back then. Their goal was to add some symbols to the ceremony. As for Cana's blessing, that was even less true.
The instructor turned around, and with the help of two strong lizard warriors, he went ashore. He walked towards the Holy Temple on the shore. He had lived in this Holy Temple for countless years, even though the Lizard Tribe would renovate his Holy Temple every three years. But no matter how much they renovated, this small Holy Temple was filled with rotten air, like a tomb.
No one could enter the Holy Temple. All the guards stopped in front of the door, watching as the short figure of the instructor disappeared into the darkness of the Holy Temple.
A flame flickered in the hall of the Holy Temple. The flame wasn't bright, and it could barely illuminate a small area. The instructor walked to a sculpture, which was Cana's sculpture. He lifted his head. Cana was a dignified woman, her arms outstretched as if she wanted to hug the world. The instructor smiled. Even Cana's sculpture was made according to his idea, with the help of the craftsmen of the Lizard Tribe. This sculpture had some kind of divinity, but it was worlds apart from the real Cana.
The instructor used his wooden crutch to knock on Cana's sculpture. This was a disrespectful action in the Lizard Tribe, but there was no one here. Who would see the instructor's disrespectful action? After knocking on the sculpture, the pedestal of the sculpture moved backward, revealing a secret passage that led underground. The passage wasn't dark, however. Glowing crystals illuminated the air. The instructor walked down, and the pedestal of the sculpture returned to its original position. The pedestal of the sculpture returned to its original position. Nothing seemed to have changed in the Sacred Temple, except that the Master had disappeared.
The passage was very long, with a spiral staircase that went deep into the ground. When the instructor came to the surface and looked up, the staircase was already submerged in darkness. It was a small round hall. The smooth walls on all sides were carved with some patterns, which were similar to the murals on the Lizard Tribe's pagoda. Even here, the Lizard Tribe's carvings were particularly dignified.
There was a passage in front of the round hall. The instructor walked through it and arrived at an open area. Looking up, everything was submerged in darkness. Only the glowing crystals flickered in the darkness like stars.
In front of him was a flat ground. At the end were several stone steps, and above them was a platform. On the platform was a white sarcophagus. That was the real Holy Sarcophagus where Cana was sleeping. However, the instructor knew that Cana wasn't in the Holy Sarcophagus. The Holy Sarcophagus was only a container for Cana's will. At that time, Cana left behind this will and left, while he guarded the Holy Sarcophagus and the Lizard Tribe that Cana left behind for countless years. All of this was set up for the Dawn Project.
The entire Red Tark was the King's Treasure House that Cana left behind!
The instructor walked up to the platform. Below the platform was the underground river that had been flowing for many years. The underground river was formed by the accumulation of the water of the Holy Lake. It flowed into the distance and eventually merged into the Zanam River. In the distance, a beam of light shone down from the darkness. It was the light from the Star Well of the Holy Temple.
The instructor told the Lizard Tribe that the Star Well was Cana's resting place, but in fact, there was still a gap.
A skinny hand stretched out from the black robe and landed on the sarcophagus. It stroked the rough lines, and a hoarse voice sounded from the black robe, "He's here, the person whose destiny is decided, the Son of Dawn."
"I wanted him to leave, but he was very overbearing and unreasonably refused my request. He regarded Red Tark, the Lizard Tribe, and even you as his rightful possession. What kind of arrogance is this! "
The instructor's voice rose slightly. This was a rare thing in the endless years he had lived. He said excitedly, "I won't let him do that! Even if he is the Son of Dawn, even if he has great power. But in Red Tark, in the Holy Land, I am the real God! Here, he must bow down to me. I won't let him get the Lizard Tribe, and I won't give you away. "
He paused, bent down, and pressed his body against the cold sarcophagus. He murmured, "Cana, my love. I swear to protect you forever. I won't let your remaining will vanish like smoke in thin air. Wait a little longer, just wait a little longer. I will give you a new life. "
At this time, a singing voice sounded. Even though the singing voice was very soft, it could be heard clearly in this quiet underground. The instructor stood up, and after a while, the singing voice approached. It was a song sung in the Eboynes language. It was a very old ballad. It was a song that the instructor had composed in memory of Cana not long after she had left.
Three small boats slowly approached from the other end of the underground river. Driven by the river, they basically didn't need to paddle, and the boats flowed with the current. The bow of the boat was lit, and the light swayed in the dim underground, reflecting the red cloth tied around the boat. They fluttered in the wind, and the instructor seemed to see a flame-like woman.
He stretched out his hand to catch it, but he only caught air.
There were women singing on the boat. They were the females of the Lizard Tribe. Moreover, according to some of the instructor's requests, some adjustments were made during the production. This allowed them to be very close to what the instructor had in mind.
In general, these women were very similar to humans. Other than a few faint, almost invisible scales near their collarbones, it was difficult to distinguish them from humans. They wore almost transparent gauze robes, and under the light of the fire, the two bright red spots on their chests were faintly discernible.
Apart from this robe, they didn't wear any other clothes.
The three boats approached the platform, and the women on the boats walked ashore. They stepped on the stone steps barefoot, walked to the platform, and knelt in front of the instructor.
The instructor didn't turn around, and said in a deep voice, "You are the holy women selected from countless people. You should feel honored, because one of you will be Cana's reincarnation vessel. Cana will awaken in one of you, and she will lead the Lizard Tribe to create a new glory! "
The three women trembled slightly, and their eyes surged with uncontrollable excitement.
The instructor tapped the ground with his wooden crutch, and the platform began to shake. A stone platform slowly rose beside the Divine Sarcophagus, and finally, it was level with the base of the Divine Sarcophagus. It could be seen that between the stone platform and the base of the Divine Sarcophagus, there were vine-like things connected. These things moved slowly, giving off a strange feeling.
The instructor turned around and asked indifferently, "Who will go first?"
"Please let me try." One of the women in the middle stood up.
The instructor nodded. She gently took off her robe, and just like that, she lay down on the stone platform naked. After she fell asleep, root-like things crawled out from the edge of the stone platform. They entangled the woman's hands and feet, and pierced into her skin.
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