Chapter 423: Underground Pyramid 3

"... Combined with those murals, there are a total of three segments of Maya Script that can be deciphered within the passage. They are: 'The omniscient and omnipotent Heavenly God is about to return to the kingdom of God. He left his own body here to forever protect his people, and will return once again on some day in the future...'"

"...'King Xinqi' followed the orders of the Heavenly God and built this resting place for him..."

"... Accompanied by devils, protected in eternal sleep! Those who disturb the Heavenly God's rest shall surely suffer the devil's kiss!"

Due to the Core's overload, a large amount of steam caused by the high temperature eventually accumulated at Mola's neck and burst, creating a hideous, long crack.

Sun Cheng frowned as he listened to him interpret the text, but his gaze couldn't help but drift toward the mechanical skeleton that began to shrink and reveal itself after the artificial skin on his body ruptured, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

The artificial skin used in the Base was purchased from Europe through channels in Russia; it was an imperfect product produced by the humans of this world, which not only had extremely poor heat dissipation but was also very prone to damage.

He had already seen when reading Mola's memory earlier that Mola had to replace all the skin on his body almost every few days.

This was also unavoidable; Cybertronians were a mechanical civilization, and Sun Cheng was unsure if the aggressive Cybertronian civilization of the past had ever encountered carbon-based life forms they could not conquer and studied biological genetic technology.

At the very least, the Engineers under his command had serious shortcomings in fields like biology and genetics, and the knowledge they possessed and accumulated all came from Earth, and was not even as good as some human nations in this world.

"Is that all?"

Sun Cheng asked.

Mola nodded, his expression looking awkward and eerie due to the stretching of the artificial skin on his face, "There isn't much text left in the passage; several segments seem to have been destroyed by crustal movements long ago. This is all I can decipher!"

"Understood, well done!"

After offering a lukewarm compliment, Sun Cheng ignored him further, turned around, and while slightly increasing his vigilance, continued to walk downward along the narrow tunnel.

The information Mola obtained was very little, and he could only make speculations based on the existing information.

A long time ago, it should be certain that a Pathfinder had visited this place in Bolivia. Given the size of a Cybertronian, let alone ancient Native Americans, even in modern society, there might be some superstitious people who would view them as gods or demons.

Therefore, this trip to Bolivia might yield some unexpected gains.

For example, the remains of a Pathfinder who had passed away many years ago.

Pathfinder is the respectful term Cybertronians use for the Warriors who left the planet Cybertron in the distant past to search for habitable lands for Cybertronians across the universe; both Decepticons and Autobots acknowledge this.

Although Sun Cheng had never personally come into contact with a Pathfinder and did not know what level of existence the other party was.

But the technological level of the planet Cybertron reached its peak during the era of the Ancient Council, and afterward, with the revolution that overthrew the corrupt Yihui and the aristocratic class, followed by the independence of the Decepticons and Autobots, it then went through two civil wars and a Cosmic Rust that nearly destroyed the Cybertronian civilization.

It can be said that the current Cybertronian civilization, whether it be the victors of the civil war, the Decepticons, or the Autobots who claim to be the orthodox, the technology they now possess is far inferior to that of the Council of Ancients era.

By extension, if he were to truly encounter a Pathfinder on Earth and find their remains.

Even if the other party was far inferior to 【General Jushou】, it would not be a wasted trip.

As for warnings like "accompanied by devils, protected in eternal sleep," he really didn't take them to heart.

In order to prevent tombs from being violated by grave robbers, ancient civilizations often set up many methods and traps, which, time and again, were nothing more than mechanisms and so-called curses.

Few mechanisms could withstand the baptism of time and continue to perform their duties after thousands of years, so most grave robbers died from greed or infighting among their peers, and only a very small number died under curses.

Such curses, to put it bluntly, were just things created artificially in tombs by wizards and priests of ancient civilizations who mastered some medical and pharmacological knowledge—using killing methods like sacrifices and burials to create marsh gas and toxic mists, combined with some highly poisonous insects and snakes, and then crowning them with the name of 'curse' to deter unlucky thieves.

In his view, the so-called 'devils' in this Underground Pyramid were likely similar things.

Cybertronians, strictly speaking, should belong to Silicon-based Life, which is fundamentally different from human carbon-based life.

Therefore, Sun Cheng believed that even if there were truly any devils or curses in this tunnel, they would not affect him.

The tunnel excavated by the mining robots was not very long, extending obliquely downward.

After walking forward while hunched over for about two minutes, Sun Cheng suddenly heard a crisp 'crack' sound and knew he had stepped on something.

The vision of Mechanical Life is not affected by the dark, so he subconsciously looked down and clearly saw that what he had just crushed on the ground was a piece of stark white arm bone.

Looking carefully at the vicinity again, his face twitched slightly.

The area that the mining robots had just dug through seemed to have been a place used for sacrifices in the past; in the loose walls around the tunnel, one could see pieces or sections of white bones from time to time. Clearly, in the past, ancient Native Americans had held very bloody human sacrifices here.

Although in the 【Transformers Universe】 and the real world, he could be considered to have his hands stained with blood, staying in a place like this still made Sun Cheng feel a bit creeped out.

Not wanting to linger, he continued to hunch over and move forward for a while, and soon the two arrived at the end of the tunnel.

"Plop!"

Jumping down from the tunnel, the moment his body landed on the ground, it stirred up a cloud of dust.

Sun Cheng looked at his current location with interest and realized that this was a very spacious hall.

Simply estimating it, the hall was about fifty meters in length and width, and eleven meters in height, forming a relatively standard square.

Twelve thick and long stone pillars were arranged neatly, firmly supporting the dozen or so meters of soil layer above, demonstrating a very high level of construction craftsmanship.

Like the passage, perhaps it was also affected by the frequent major earthquakes in South America in the past.

The walls, floor, and even the ceiling of this hall showed obvious cracks, and many places on the floor and near the walls had soil and stone that had long since dried and solidified with the walls and floor; clearly, this was not something that seeped in when the mining robots were digging just now, but from much earlier.