After weeks of trekking, Ebot finally arrived at the legendary ancient city of the East - Mohenjo-Daro.
The journey was not easy. He once encountered a group of wild beasts with glowing eyes in the middle of the night. With the skill of "Call of the Wild" in "Nature's Language", he calmed the restless beasts with an ancient ballad. He also crossed the steep mountain road shrouded in fog. There were unknown dangers hidden in the thick fog, but he used "Whisper of the Wind" to dispel the fog and found a safe path under the guidance of the wind. He also used the skill of "Earth Embrace" in a sudden flood to obtain the protection of the earth and finally escape danger. Every challenge made Ebot's understanding of "Nature's Language" more profound and more confident in his own strength.
However, when the city of Mohenjo-Daro really appeared before his eyes, all the difficulties before seemed to be just the prelude to a miracle.
This city is more magnificent than Ebott had imagined.
He forgot about the dangers of the journey, because the scene before him was enough to shock the soul of any first-time visitor.
Bathed in the golden glow of the sunset, Mohenjo-daro is like a miracle city carved with light and gems. The towering walls are not entirely made of boulders, but more of a kind of bricks that Ebott has never seen before, shining with metallic luster, reflecting dazzling golden red light in the sun, as if the whole city is shrouded in a layer of sacred halo.
The city gate is not a simple wooden structure, but is carved from huge black boulders. The stone surface is carved with exquisite and complex patterns, and patterns of divine birds flapping their wings and strange beasts roaring can be vaguely seen, as if they are gods from ancient times, guarding the peace of the city.
Passing through the city gate, Ebott was deeply shocked by the scene before him.
The smoothness of marble and the hardness of granite are perfectly integrated here. Walking on such a floor, you can feel a kind of magnificence and glory spanning tens of millions of years. The sun shines down from the skylight, and the light is projected on the ground through the exquisite carved windows, forming a piece of light pattern, adding endless mystery and charm to this hall.
On both sides of the street, there are not the simple adobe houses that Ebert imagined, but magnificent buildings built of polished granite. The walls are decorated with colorful murals, depicting various myths and legends and daily life scenes, which are lifelike, as if telling people the glorious history of this ancient city.
The streets are crowded with people, but in an orderly manner, without the chaos and congestion that Ebert imagined. Nobles dressed in linen robes and wearing golden headdresses, surrounded by servants, walked gracefully among the crowd; merchants from foreign countries, carrying all kinds of rare treasures on camels, set up stalls on both sides of the street to sell, attracting the attention of passers-by; craftsmen in simple clothes set up stalls on the roadside to show their exquisite skills, and all kinds of pottery, ornaments, and weapons were dazzling.
The air was filled with the strange fragrance of various spices, food and exotic flowers, strange and tempting. Ebert had never seen such a prosperous and lively, yet so orderly scene. He seemed to have traveled through time and space and came to a country full of miracles and mysteries.
"Is this Mohenjo-daro?" Ebot sighed in his heart, "Everything here is far beyond my imagination. What kind of secrets are hidden here?"
The sunset gradually sank to the west, and the sky was dyed a gorgeous orange-red, like a huge oil painting, covering the entire city of Mohenjo-daro.
Ebot strolled on the bustling streets, feeling the unique charm of this ancient city. He walked and stopped along the way, admiring the exquisite buildings and exotic customs on the roadside, and occasionally stopped in front of the roadside vendors, curiously looking at the rare treasures he had never seen before.
After walking for a long time, Ebot felt a little tired, and his stomach began to rumble. He decided to find a place to rest and find out some information.
He looked around and his eyes fell on a gorgeously decorated two-story building at the corner of the street. On the plaque of the small building, the words "Panasara Teahouse" were written in ancient characters. A faint aroma of spices and tea wafted out from the open windows, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Ebert walked into the teahouse. The interior of the teahouse was more spacious and bright than the outside. In the hall on the first floor, there were dozens of wooden tables and chairs. Some guests sat around the tables in groups of three or two, sipping fragrant tea and talking in low voices. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.
A young woman in a sari with a cinnabar mole on her forehead came up to greet him, "Dear guest, welcome to Panasara Tea House. What would you like to drink? We have the best spiced milk tea, turmeric tea, and special teas brought from the far eastern Silk Road..."
"Then have a cup of spiced milk tea." Ebert said with a smile, "and give me some of your special snacks."
"Okay, wait a moment." The woman bowed slightly and turned to prepare tea and snacks.
Ebert found a seat by the window and sat down. While tasting the fragrant spiced milk tea, he observed the guests in the teahouse, hoping to hear some useful information.
The Panasara Tea House was filled with the warm aroma of spices and tea, and the soft sitar music flowed in the air, creating a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
Ebot sat by the window, tasting the sweet and rich spiced milk tea, and his eyes swept over other guests in the teahouse from time to time, hoping to capture some useful information from their conversation.
Sitting at the table next to him were several merchants wearing coarse cloth clothes. They spoke a dialect that Ebot was not familiar with, and enthusiastically discussed the latest trade routes and commodity prices.
"Have you heard? The price of spices shipped from the Eastern Silk Road has risen again!"
"That's right! I heard that the Silk Road has been uneasy recently, and many caravans have been robbed by bandits."
"Alas, the world is not peaceful! Fortunately, we have the protection of the 'Hand of Brahma', so we can do business safely on this trade route."
"Yes, the 'Hand of Brahma' is the most powerful magic organization in Mohenjo-Daro. With them, those scoundrels dare not act rashly."
Hearing the name of "Hand of Brahma", Ebot's heart moved, and he pricked up his ears quietly, listening carefully to their conversation.
"I heard that 'Hand of Brahma' is recruiting new disciples recently. As long as you have a talent for magic, you can join them, learn powerful magic, and get generous rewards!"
"Really? That's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I have a nephew who has been interested in magic since he was a child. I have to tell him this good news!"
Ebert listened to the merchants' conversation calmly, but his heart was in turmoil.
"'Hand of Brahma' is recruiting new disciples..." This news was both unexpected and reasonable to him.
The master once said that "Hand of Brahma" is the most powerful magic organization in Mohenjo-Daro, with a long history and strong strength. They recruit talents, recruit all kinds of people with magic talents, and teach them powerful magic.
"It seems that it is not too difficult to join the 'Hand of Brahma'." Ebert thought to himself, "But, should I join them?"
On the one hand, Ebert is eager to learn more powerful magic and want to unlock the secret of the "Gravity Magic" jade pendant, and the "Hand of Brahma" is undoubtedly an excellent learning and development platform.
On the other hand, Ebert is also wary of the "Hand of Brahma". After all, his senior brother Prama betrayed the "Hand of Brahma" because of selfishness, which also led to the tragedy of Lilith. Ebert doesn't know whether there are other people like Prama in this organization who will do anything for power.
"It's better to be cautious." Ebert decided in his heart, "Before I know the details of 'Brahma's Hand', I can't easily reveal my identity."
He took a sip of spiced milk tea, put the teacup gently on the table, and asked casually: "Brothers, the 'Brahma' you just mentioned sounds very powerful. Can you tell me in detail?"
Hearing Ebert's question, several businessmen seemed to open up their chatterboxes and talked about everything they knew about the "Brahma's Hand".
"Little brother, you are from another place, right? No wonder you haven't heard of the name of 'Hand of Brahma'!" A burly, bearded businessman said with a smile, "Let me tell you, this 'Hand of Brahma' is the patron saint of our Mohenjo-Daro! They have the most powerful magicians, control the most mysterious magic power, and protect this city from any evil forces!"
"Yes, yes!" Another businessman took over the conversation, "I heard that the magicians of 'Hand of Brahma' all have the powerful power to call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea! They can control fire and lightning, summon powerful monsters, and even predict the future and change their destiny!"
"Is it true? So powerful?" Ebot asked in surprise, but secretly paid attention to every word they said.
"Of course it's true!" The bearded merchant patted his chest and said, "I have a distant relative who is a low-level disciple of the 'Hand of Brahma'. He has seen those magicians perform spells with his own eyes. The scene is even more spectacular than when we worship the gods!"
"Then, how can I join the 'Hand of Brahma'?" Ebert asked with pretended curiosity.
"Well..." Several merchants looked at each other and seemed to be a little hesitant.
"Why? Is it inconvenient to say?" Ebert asked.
"It's not inconvenient to say..." The bearded merchant lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "It's just that the conditions for joining the 'Hand of Brahma' are very harsh! First, you must have a strong magical talent. Secondly, you have to pass a series of tests to prove your strength and loyalty. Finally, you have to swear to be loyal to the 'Hand of Brahma' for life and never betray!"
"So strict..." Ebert said in surprise, but secretly relieved in his heart. It seems that joining the "Hand of Brahma" is not as easy as he imagined.