Chapter 146: The altar opens

"Wow!"

Seeing Zhao Feng easily solve the key problem among the three major problems that plagued the Holy City, these professors all showed ecstasy expressions and were extremely excited.

"That's amazing!"

Professors such as Gordon, Gauss and others surrounded Zhao Feng and used all their gorgeous words to praise him, hoping to praise him to the sky and omnipotently.

These people's words were extremely flattering, which made unfamiliar people hear it, and they thought they had encountered a group of flatterers.

Zhao Feng knew that these were just these people to express the excitement in their hearts. In fact, these scholars and professors were all a group of dull people. Usually, they didn’t necessarily say ten words a day.

However, today they said a lot, just like the saying "My admiration for you is like a surging river." Now their feelings for Zhao Feng are just like what this sentence says.

After solving a problem, will the distance between solving those two problems be far? It will definitely not be far away, and everyone is trapped in a kind of blind ecstasy.

In their opinion, Zhao Feng will easily solve the remaining problems next, save the cursed scholars in the holy city, and regain their freedom.

Zhao Feng said for a long time before he inserted a sentence: "Everyone, don't be excited. Although I have solved this problem, the other two problems are also very difficult. If my guess is wrong, I'm afraid you will have to stay here forever, so don't be blindly optimistic!"

Gordon was still the calmer type among the crowd. Hearing this, he said, "Zhao Feng is right. We should not surround him and delay him in solving the problem. If it disperses, everyone will disperse."

After President Gordon spoke, Zhao Feng left the encirclement of these old men. The enthusiasm of these people really made him, a young man, unable to bear it.

"The key is here, you can take me to see that altar! I see if my guess is correct or not." Zhao Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Dean Gordon.

Zhao Feng's embarrassing look made Gordon smile very happily. He pointed to Zhao Feng's embarrassing look, saying, "You guys are always there. Although they are handsome guys, you are all old men. You are not the girl who is scrambling to sacrifice yourself. How can you abuse our great heroes like this!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing Gordon's words, all of these people laughed. It was indeed a ridiculous thing to think of a group of old men surrounding a young man like me.

"Okay, come with me!" Gordon said to Zhao Feng: "The altar of the Holy City has not been opened for a long time. This time, it depends on you."

After saying that, he and these professors and scholars walked out of the room and came to the legendary altar.

This is an altar made of marble. Looking at the traces of the weather-beaten stones, you can imagine its vicissitudes of history.

This is an altar with a history of thousands of years.

When Zhao Feng saw the altar for the first time, he felt a heavy historical vicissitudes coming, which made people couldn't help but sigh at the round altar.

Gordon found the lamp oil and lit up all the torches on the altar.

The originally dark altar became particularly clear under the illumination of these dozens of torches. Even the patterns on the altar looked very clear.

The reliefs and patterns are very exquisite and look very beautiful.

On the altar, there are many gods painted, these gods, holding weapons, wearing armor, fighting together, and never ending. On the vast battlefield, these gods constitute a magnificent and extraordinary picture.

"Is this a war of gods?"

Zhao Feng did not rush to climb to the altar, and opened the altar with the key in his hand. Instead, he looked at the murals in front of him and showed a look of thought.

"Yes!" Gauss said anxiously: "Don't look at these things, just open the altar as soon as possible!"

Zhao Feng waved his hand and said, "These murals are very useful. I have to see which god belongs to this altar. I was not wrong when I prayed."

"Listen to the Earl, don't disturb him." Gordon quickly stopped Gauss' actions and waited patiently for Zhao Feng to watch the murals.

After reading these murals, Zhao Feng slowly climbed to the altar.

"What kind of god's altar is this?" Gordon said to Zhao Feng in a low voice.

Although the altar has existed for a long time, these professors and scholars have not paid attention to it at all, let alone know which god's altar is. Even the dean of the holy city of Gordon does not know which god this altar is worshipped.

Over the years, due to the super problem of double cubes, people in the Holy City have not dared to climb to the altar, nor even come here to take a look, so as not to suffer another blow and lose their already weak confidence.

For thousands of years, this altar has been like a mountain, pressing against the hearts of the people in the Holy City, making them breathless and unable to lift their heads.

After reading these murals, Zhao Feng said: "According to my opinion, this should be an altar for the Sun God. On this, the Sun God is always hanging high in the sky."

"Yes, it should be the Sun God. Our desert tribes all worship this great god." Thinking of all the faiths of the sand people, Gordon nodded affirmatively.

"Great Sun God, please forgive the sins of the Holy City!" President Gordon unexpectedly kowtowed hard to the murals in front of him, like a pious citizen.

As a philosopher, he did not believe in the sayings of gods. In his opinion, gods are born from the heart. As long as they do not believe, gods will not do anything to you.

But thinking of the curse of the Holy City and the torture that had lasted for thousands of years, he couldn't help but kneel down and prayed humbly to the god he didn't believe in.

Influenced by his actions, all the other scholars and professors knelt down, crawled in their bodies, praying respectfully to the sun god, begging for forgiveness.

These people who originally didn't believe in any gods began to believe in the sayings of gods.

Zhao Feng felt particularly shocked when he saw this group of white-haired old men kneeling on the ground, praying for the forgiveness of the Sun God here with tears in his eyes.

"This is a sad group of humans."

In a kingdom with gods, human beings are always so small and pathetic that they have to lower their proud heads toward the unknown god.

This is the fate of mankind.

Just as Zhao Feng was thinking about it, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed out of the altar, covering these people.

Under the bath of this light, everyone felt very comfortable and had the desire to return to their mother's arms.

This feeling reminded Zhao Feng of the scene of being baptized by the Holy Water Pool in Sunset City. Under the illumination of this light, the magical power of light in his body kept boiling.

Zhao Feng, bathed in such a divine light, felt a feeling of wanting to cry. Under such a light, he felt his insignificance and the greatness of the gods.

"No, I am Zhao Feng, I am not small, I have dignity, I have will, and I have the power to belong." At this time, a cool power came from the lord's card, which made him wake up.

With his mind recovered, he looked at the white-haired old men kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, and a look of horror appeared in his heart, and said to himself: "Is this spiritual magic?"

He could see that this altar was covered by white light, filled with many spiritual magic elements. It looked very spectacular, but still could not escape the scope of magic.

At this time, he showed a hint of confusion about this god known as the Sun God. However, at this time, he felt a little alert in his heart, and a magical power seemed to want to secretly peek at his inner feelings.

However, Zhao Feng's soul is very complex, and it is the fusion of two souls. This force peeked at him, but he didn't find any clues and gave up.

Wrapped by white light, a huge box appeared above the altar, with a large round lock hanging on it, and a small key hole appeared on it.

"Go and get the keys and start the game!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Gordon quickly pushed Zhao Feng in a daze and asked him to go up.

Zhao Feng calmed down for a moment, walked to the altar, respectfully put the key into the keyhole, and twisted it gently. With a click, the box was immediately opened.

However, what surprised Zhao Feng was that there was nothing inside the box.

At this moment, a loud male voice said coldly: "The altar has begun, and the thousand-year-old god war is about to begin. The war in the Chaos Continent has been opened!"

"No?" Zhao Feng was shocked when he heard this voice.

He once heard those mythological stories, one of which is a very famous box, called Pandora's box. It carries war, disaster, poverty, plague, etc.

Could it be that what he opened today is such a box?

However, this voice did not make Zhao Feng think more about it, but said: "Do you know how to repent, sinful people? Since that's the case, please build an altar twice the size! If you can't build it, then continue to accept that cruel punishment!"

Hearing his words, all the scholars and professors present showed a panic look. In their opinion, the altar of twice the cube was an unsolvable problem.

If they cannot answer, will they continue to accept such suffering?

Everyone looked at the only person standing here, Zhao Feng. In their opinion, Zhao Feng was their last life-saving straw and their only hope.
Chapter completed!