Rebel Demon King

The night in the ancient Babylonian ruins is like the polar night, not only deep but also endless.

In the darkness, there were torches, like little candles. This weak flame barely illuminated the faces of people nearby, but it was far from enough to illuminate any more darkness. On the contrary, the darkness that is set off is strong and long, adding a few cold and lonely colors to the original monotonous colors, rendering it into an abstract painting that expresses the beauty of fear.

In this strange painting, clusters of tiny sparks echo the prayer chants of the lizard man Labi, and they are constantly withering, just like the soulless crowd playing a song at an evil and sacred ceremony. , rough, grand, warm, messy atonal music, together with the repeated death rhythm and the prayer of the lizard man Labi, form a dark and eerie gothic noise rock.

Everything is obviously flowing and noisy, but it gives people a sense of stillness, as if everything is quietly decaying and falling, and it cycles endlessly.

No matter who it is, even Nicholas who has had a nightmare experience, if he looks directly at it, he will feel that this is the moment closest to the abyss.

They were just one step away from falling into eternal darkness.

Except for Cheng Mo who has long been accustomed to the abyss.

To him, everything is still just a game, and he can still stay out of it.

"Harpooner, prepare! Target behind the torch!"

Sharia's clear and ethereal voice is the sound of the violin in the symphony orchestra. Although the roars and screams of the two parties, the collision and cracking of metal are extremely noisy, it can still clearly penetrate the entire sound field.

The long javelin roared up to the top of the jungle that was now much clearer. After drawing an arc, it poured like rain, like a bamboo stick piercing meat skewers, piercing the "lizard man" without a piece of armor on his body. The string was tied and nailed to the ground. But those ragged lizard men turned a blind eye, like swarms of ants, rushing like a tide in the gaps in the dense forest. They braved the fierce rain of javelins, climbed over fallen tree trunks, stepped on the corpses of their own kind, and went forward fearlessly. Heading towards the Tower of Babel.

The enemy's charge was almost unorganized, they did not have any armor, and even the weapons in their hands were extremely crude. Not to mention that for Nicholas, Magnus, and Li Rongxuan, even for the ghost guards, these lizardmen are no different from unarmed people. But compared to the ghost guards, their numbers were too many, so many that they were like ants that had been stabbed through an ant nest, so the battle continued with no end in sight.

It was more of a massacre than a battle.

In other words, it was a grand and evil ceremony.

Royal oaks stood like layers of parasols in all directions. Those fallen trees lay across the center of the battlefield. The gaps between the thick tree trunks were completely filled with corpses, which had been trampled into bloody soil.

Cheng Mo and several other students were on the edge of the central battlefield. They kept waving their weapons to chop down the lizardmen who had crossed the front line of defense. When there were too many corpses in front of them, they would jump onto fallen tree trunks or half-broken tree stumps. He remembered that this was the seventh knife he had changed. Those sharp knives either broke or the blade curled up and turned into an iron rod. The iron rod will not reduce his efficiency in killing these NPCs, but Magnus will throw him the weapon every time.

Until Magnus was out of arms.

"How long has it been?" Magnus asked frantically and loudly. His voice immediately became thinner and he said sadly, "How long will it take for it to end?"

No one answered him.

At this time, only Cheng Mo was sure that they had stayed in the "Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins" for nineteen hours and twenty-seven minutes, and there were still two hours and thirty-three minutes left before they would spend a full day.

The other people have long been in a state of confusion. They have no idea how long they have stood in this jungle without a trace of sunlight, and how many lizard people they have killed. Their energy has long been exhausted, and they all rely on physical strength. , mechanically waving the cold weapons in their hands to smash their heads, break their necks, or pierce their sternums.

Compared with using skills, killing with cold weapons has a stronger impact. This feeling of impact is like jumping into a pool of strong acid and watching your soul being scalded, corroded, and withered. Everyone's eyes are filled with blood, and the air is filled with the color and smell of blood. It is not the chemical color and smell, but pure, natural, and exists in everyone's body. When they burst It came out and spread all over the ground, like a flame burning the pupils and burning through the soul. But when you get used to it, it becomes dim, sticky, and turns into a swamp, slowly swallowing you up.

Just when others were about to be swallowed up by negative emotions, hazy singing and the sound of bell ringing came from the direction of the sea. The lizardmen who covered the dense forest turned around and began to retreat without any attachment. In the blink of an eye, the lizard man standing in the forest was no longer visible, and true tranquility was restored.

Nicholas was the first to drop the weapon in his hand, panting and sitting on the tree trunk. Everyone else also sat down with their eyes closed, as if to catch their breath.

Cheng Mo also stood leaning against half of the tree trunk, looking at the Tower of Babel in boredom. Not long after, Sharia came over holding a torch and whispered: "Follow me."

Everyone stood up one after another. Under the light of the fire, the black and white photos were rendered into color. The corpses stacked up among the gray-green tree trunks were like dirty plasticine filled with irregular spaces, white, dark red, black, and yellow, covering the entire forest. The gaps between these dark and rich plasticine piles are filled with crimson blood. Green leaves slowly float on the crimson blood, flowing downwards like a flood at low tide, filled with colorful garbage. of fertile land. Those dead lizard men, their torsos wrapped in tattered rags glowed with the pale color of death, the destroyed muscles and bones were turned out from the inside, the red muscles burst out with a bright color as if they were about to rot, and the white bones When it was poked out, just looking at it made one's heart tremble. There are also some lizardmen who are not completely dead. Most of them are lizardmen who are pierced on javelins like burning birds. They hold the gun barrel tightly with both hands, barely support their feet on the ground, half-roll their blue eyes, and die. Muddy tears rolled down Bai's face, and his withered red lips were trembling constantly, as if he was praying. Row after row, the crowds were filled with panic.

Everyone's expressions changed, as if they were watching a horror movie silently and the sound effects were suddenly turned on. Even though they had long ago hacked people to the point of numbness, they were still deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. Their hairs stood on end, their scalps were numb, and they didn't have the courage to take another look.

Although these people are called "Lizard People", to be precise, they should be "Lizard People", and there is no difference between them and humans. Even though he knew everything was virtual reality, he still had a strong physiological reaction due to the unparalleled sense of reality.

Garbo opened his mouth and was about to scream, but before he could scream, he fainted, as if he had been hit by a powerful "hypnotic skill".

Magnus, who was right next to Garbo, was still in a daze, looking straight at Garbo lying in a pool of mud-like flesh and blood, without reacting at all.

It wasn't until Nicholas called him that he woke up from the nightmare scene. He bent down, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, and took Garbo out of the body. It was probably Garbo's hair and His body was stained with too much filth. The white brains, dark red blood clots, and hair stuck to his scalp were no different from the corpses fished out of the cesspit. He shuddered, and forced himself to hold back the tears. Feeling the urge to throw the treasure out, he quickly followed Shalia forward.

Rebecca opened her eyes, but cleverly closed them tightly immediately. She frowned and followed Nicholas completely relying on the three-dimensional map and hearing.

Li Rongxuan didn't faint, but she felt the worst. She rubbed her belly and made retching motions several times.

On the contrary, Jin Zhuji was still calm, and said with concern in a trembling voice: "Li Rongxuan, are you okay?"

Li Rongxuan turned to look at Jin Zhuji. He could see clearly in the firelight that Jin Zhuji's sickly flushed face was stained with dried blood clots. Lines of white brains and red tissue that were thrown out stuck to his face, hands, and body like paste, and in the gaps in the carbon fiber armor, there were two black fingers stuck full of murderous people. Crazy sense of déjà vu.

"Uh~~~" Li Rongxuan leaned forward, her throat rolled, and she was about to spit it out. She immediately turned towards Cheng Mo. She couldn't see clearly whether it was a person or a tree in front of her, so she raised her hand to support Cheng Mo. He raised his arms, closed his eyes, raised his head, and vomited a few mouthfuls of acidic water on Cheng Mo's body.

Cheng Mo could have escaped, but thinking of Jiabao's tragic situation, he couldn't bear the same fate for Li Rongxuan, so he asked her to support his shoulders, motionless like an oak tree that originally stood here, and let her vomit. On his pajamas.

Jin Zhuji looked at this scene in astonishment, and was about to come up to remind Li Rongxuan, but he suddenly found that Cheng Mo's body was very clean, not to mention dirty things, not even a drop of blood. His expression and body froze at the same time, He made a move to take a step, but in the end he still didn't take that step. Instead, he stayed in place and stared at Cheng Mo blankly for a while.

At this time, Li Rongxuan, who felt a little more comfortable, opened her eyes and saw a few wet marks on Cheng Mo's light beige cashmere pajamas. She immediately reacted, straightened up quickly, and raised her hand to wipe away the shiny residue that was still there. There was liquid on the corners of her lips, but the blood stains on the back of her hands made her face even more stained, like a Hua Dan whose makeup was messed up. She was completely unaware of how bad her current image was. She smoothed back her scattered hair that was stuck together with blood. She blushed, lowered her head, bowed quickly, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't pay attention."

This was the first time Cheng Mo smelled the liquid spit out from the stomach by the carrier. Not only was it not unpleasant, it also had a faint aroma, similar to the sweet amber fragrance and fragrant flowers and trees of ambergris. The fragrance is even more elegant and fresh in such an environment.

So he took a deep breath curiously,

Li Rongxuan became even more embarrassed. She quickly raised her hands and pulled her sleeves to wipe the wet marks with her sleeves, which made Cheng Mo's clothes even dirtier. Only then did she realize that Cheng Mo's body was as clean as new, with no trace of fighting or killing at all. However, at this time, her brain, which was paralyzed by the tragic killing, could not function normally. She had not noticed anything strange yet. She was just stunned for a moment, and immediately said continuously: "Ah~ I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Cheng Mo took out a white square scarf with "little deer" embroidered on the corner from his pocket and handed it to Li Rongxuan. He said lightly: "Wipe your face." Without waiting for Li Rongxuan to react, he followed the person holding the torch. Sharia.

Li Rongxuan subconsciously took the scarf and stared at Cheng Mo's back. She always felt that something was wrong. When she was about to think, she was interrupted by Jin Zhuji.

"Let's go!" Jin Zhuji came to his senses first and whispered, "Follow them."

"Oh." Li Rongxuan took a step forward, and together with Jin Zhuji, stepped on the edge of the halo cast by the torch on the ground, and chased towards the front.

Jin Zhuji wanted to mention Cheng Mo's difference to Li Rongxuan again and again, but seeing Li Rongxuan staring at Cheng Mo's back thoughtfully, he held back his words and joined her. Walking in a muffled voice.

The group of people quickly passed through the battlefield, and after more than ten minutes they escaped from the hellish scene and landed in a more normal environment again. After running for another distance, Shalia led them to the stream a little behind the watchtower.

The oak trees rooted beside the stream are extremely lush, and countless birds are hidden in the shade. The clear water flows on the shallow pebble river bed, and groups of fish are also shuttled among the slowly swaying green water plants. They hear I am not afraid of the sound, but the birds chirp more cheerfully and the fish swim more frequently.

Shalia walked straight to a huge rock protruding from the shore in the middle of the stream. This rock was extremely flat and densely engraved with strange and strange characters. There is another pool of unburned firewood in the middle of the rock, with a shelf on it, and two golden brass pots hanging on the shelf.

He waved his hand and casually pierced the spear into an oak tree by the stream, and threw the torch onto the firewood. The piles of firewood immediately burned brightly, exuding a mellow and delicious oak aroma.

Rebecca opened her eyes again, took a deep breath, and looked around, feeling much lighter.

Others also breathed a sigh of relief and walked onto the rocks.

"You can clean your body, rest, and recover your strength." Saria said without emotion, "I'll get some food. When the battle is completely over, you can take the Seven-tone Snake's The badge left.”

Nicholas nodded, "Thank you." His tone of voice was no different from talking to a normal person, as if he was indeed facing a person, not an NPC in the "Land of Ruins".

Shalia disappeared on the rock, and the few remaining people, except Cheng Mo and Jiabao who was still unconscious, immediately jumped into the stream and began to clean their bodies.

Cheng Mo sat on the wooden pillar beside the campfire, raised his head slightly, and looked at the tall tower and the blood moon not far away through the long gap in the shade of the trees on the stream.

Before Nicholas and the others had finished cleaning, Shalia jumped onto the rock from the other side with a wild boar cub and three pheasants. He skewered the wild boar and two pheasants with a copper javelin set on the bonfire. , ready to be placed on the fire.

Cheng Mo saw that Shalia had no intention of doing anything about it, so he shook his head and said, "I'll do it!"

Shalia looked at Cheng Mo and opened his mouth hesitantly, as if he wanted to speak.

"I'll do it!" Nicholas jumped from the stream onto the rock. He activated his energy to dry his clothes, and while braving the white mist, he stretched out his hand to Shalia.

This time Shalia did not hesitate and simply handed the wild boar and pheasant to Nicholas.

Nicholas, who took over the wild boar cubs and pheasants, jumped back into the stream, and started removing and cleaning them with Rebecca.

Shariya also sat down, sitting next to Cheng Mo. His back was straight, his hands were folded across his chest, and his eyes were closed, as if he was concentrating.

A moment later, Magnus, Jin Zhuji and Li Rongxuan also jumped on the rock.

Magnus sat down on the wooden stake, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said solemnly: "I used to think that black was the most frightening color, but today I learned that red is." He sighed, "If The abyss has color, it must not be black, but blood.”

Jin Zhuji also sat down, and he raised his right hand. The protective hand trembled slightly in the halo, "My hand is still shaking now." He said with lingering fear, "I didn't think about killing. Things are much harder than I thought. Even though I know everything is just virtual reality."

Magnus sighed, "So the scary thing about modern weapons is that it almost reduces the guilt of human beings in destroying other people. The person who presses the button cannot feel the harm and pain caused by death at all. pain."

Cheng Mo and Li Rongxuan had no intention of talking to each other, and Shariya, as an "NPC", sat expressionlessly by the campfire, like a beautiful sculpture.

Li Rong, who had not yet sat down, clenched the washed square towel in her hand and looked at the remaining wooden stakes. Shalia sat on the right side of Cheng Mo, while the left side was still empty. Even though the wooden stake was closest to her, she still didn't have the nerve to sit down. Instead, she walked around half a circle, put the scarf back into her pocket, and sat next to Jin Zhuji, diagonally across from Cheng Mo.

Jin Zhuji turned his head and watched Li Rongxuan sitting next to him. He had just washed his cheeks and hair. Her body was still wet with moisture, and she had the cleanliness and elegance of a water lily. His face regained some expression. "What are you implying? Are you talking about Lucifer? That's true."

"Qiang~"

A flash of golden light flashed, and before Jin Zhuji could finish his words, he saw Saliya, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, opening his eyes, holding a spear in one hand and pressing it against his throat. He quickly raised his hands in a terrified gesture of surrender.

Saliya said coldly: "The great name of 'King of Kings' is not something you can mention casually, let alone ordinary people like you can evaluate it."

"I" Jin Zhuji forced a smile and said, "I understand."

Thalia put away her spear and closed her eyes again.

The atmosphere became silent, no one spoke, until Nicholas, who was carrying the piglet, and Rebecca, who was carrying the pheasant, jumped onto the rock together. He walked to the fire, stretched the wild boar cub open from the abdomen with a wooden stick, and impaled it on the spear placed on the fire. Then he impaled a pheasant and put it on the fire. Then he stuffed the remaining chicken into the pot, added some mushrooms and wild vegetables, poured in stream water, and hung it on the shelf to stew together.

Several people sat around the fire, watching Nicholas twirling the spear and Rebecca salting and applying sauce to the wild boar and pheasant.

The pot where the pheasant was stewed soon began to make a buzzing sound. Medella reaction also occurs in the epidermis of wild boars and pheasants. The aroma of food filled the mountains and forests, and the smoke of fireworks relaxed everyone's mood. Garbo also woke up from his coma because of the attractive fragrance and sat next to Magnus. While waiting for the food to be served, everyone started chatting again.

"By the way! Can your mobile phone connect to the external network?" Magnus seemed to have remembered something and took out the mobile phone from the inner pocket of his jacket. "I purchased a dedicated channel and it can still be connected to the Angel Avenue." Open it. Now when I click it, the search signal is displayed. I don’t know if it’s a channel problem or something wrong with my phone.”

Jin Zhuji shrugged his shoulders, "I thought it was not necessary, so I didn't buy it."

Jiabao pouted and complained: "This is the case. Shouldn't they open the channel to us for free?"

"Maybe because of the blood moon mode, all channels have been closed?" Magnus stared at the cell phone signal grid, always in a search state, "I don't know what's going on outside now."

"Li Rongxuan, has your mobile phone opened a dedicated channel?" Jin Zhuji asked sideways.

Li Rongxuan, who had been staring at the rising stars and yellow flames in a daze, said "ah" as if awakened from a dream, and asked in a daze as if she hadn't woken up: "What?"

"Have you opened a dedicated channel on your mobile phone? I think" Jin Zhuji lowered his voice, "We should all contact our families to see if there is any way we can think of. If it doesn't work, we should also explain what must be explained."

Kim Joo-ki's slightly trembling voice was like mist in the cold air, giving people a sense of distance, as if they were about to be far away from the real world.

Li Rongxuan came to her senses. She was silent for a moment, shook her head and said, "I didn't open a dedicated communication channel. But my mother and Ahan's mother are watching the live broadcast at the competition center. They should be very aware of our situation." In her heart As if hope was aroused, he said excitedly, "My mother will definitely find a way, she will definitely find a way to save me."

Kim Joo-ki also said: "Maybe we should just wait here. Maybe things will turn around if we wait longer?"

Magnus smiled bitterly, "The main reason is that we only have seventy-two hours. If there is no time limit, what's the harm in waiting?"

Nicholas slowly turned the spear and stared at the wild boar and pheasant that were almost ready to be roasted and said: "So it's best not to have any expectations from the outside world. We can only rely on ourselves."

An idea flashed through Magnus, he snapped his fingers and said, "Why don't we ask Lord Saliyah?"

Garbo nodded hurriedly, "What a good idea. It seems that Master Sharia is the kind of NPC who can communicate. Maybe he can help?"

Everyone turned their attention to Sharia, who was sitting solemnly with her eyes closed.

Magnus rolled his throat and asked sincerely: "Lord Shalia, how can we pass the trial?"

Shariya didn't even raise her eyelids, "Don't ask me such stupid questions."

Although Saliya did not give an answer, everyone was a little excited. Garbo couldn't wait to ask in her clip voice: "Then Lord Saliya, can you help us?"

Shalia still didn't open his eyes, but said bluntly: "I will give you a token. This token can protect you from being attacked by the guards. But in the Tower of Babel, it has no effect."

"Oh yeah~ That's enough~ That's enough~ Thank you, Lord Saliya~~~" Garbo cheered, with a gesture that made him want to jump over the fire, hug Saliya and give him a kiss.

The faces of others also showed joy. Although it was only useful outside the Tower of Babel, it also reduced a lot of trouble for them. At least they would not have any more trouble before reaching the "Way of the Cross" (Heavenly Road). For them who are in a difficult situation, this is undoubtedly exciting news.

Jiabao sat down again, winked at Shalia again and said pitifully and coquettishly: "Master Shalia, can't you protect us to the top of the tower?"

Shalia opened her eyes and said without a smile: "I will not leave my station without the king's order. Even if I die, I will still turn into a shadow to protect this place."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, thinking about how to continue the conversation with Shalia to get more useful information.

"In addition to the outer path of Babel Tower and the inner sky path, are there any other paths leading to the top of the tower?" Jin Zhuji asked.

"No." Shalia replied coldly.

"Is there any way to lower the difficulty? Like getting some token or something?" Jin Zhuji asked again.

"No." Shalia's voice became colder.

Jin Zhuji didn't dare to ask any more questions and kept his mouth shut.

While others were still thinking about what to ask, Li Rongxuan spoke directly to the point, "Why does the blood moon mode appear? Or is there any way we can eliminate the blood moon mode?"

"I can't answer your first question. The second question - I can't." Shalia answered simply and neatly, shattering everyone's illusions.

When disappointed, Li Rongxuan asked cautiously: "Your king? Is it Emperor Nebuchadnezzar? Or the one whose name we cannot mention? Is the blood moon model related to him?"

"You will know soon." Shalia stood up expressionlessly, "It's almost time. I'll get Master Seven-tone Snake's badge and token for you."

Cheng Mo suddenly asked: "What's going on with those lizard people?"

Shalia immediately stood still, turned to face Cheng Mo, lowered his head, and his voice changed from cold to soft, "The reason is difficult to explain in a few words. The reason is because of the war. We followed the king's instructions and used the war to End the war. Under the leadership of the king, we conquered countless other peoples and countries with the intention of bringing permanent prosperity and peace to this land, including these lizard people living in Lizuan. At that time, our The king is called the 'King of Kings'. He governs a vast territory and hundreds of millions of people. But those lizard people and Cyrus people cannot obey our management. They continue to resist and create The chaos made it difficult for the world to be peaceful. The king had a compassionate heart and was unwilling to raise his sword anymore, so he ordered the construction of the 'Tower of Babel'. He believed that the barriers between people came from language and faith. When this tower was completely When it is completed, all other languages ​​will disappear, leaving only Babylonian, and other gods will also disappear, leaving only our king. By that time, all countries and peoples will only speak Babylonian, and all will only be able to speak Babylonian. Believe in our king. However, those people could not understand the greatness and good intentions of the king at all. Instead, they formed an alliance and tried to destroy the Tower of Babel, which would bring eternal happiness to mankind. Those lizard people just now were the stupid people who tried to attack the Tower of Babel."

"So did he succeed?" Cheng Mo asked.

Shalia raised her head, looked directly at Cheng Mo and said, "I have to ask you this question."

Cheng Mo nodded, "I understand." He said, "Go ahead."

"As ordered." Shalia nodded and bowed to Cheng Mo, then jumped off the rock and walked towards the direction of the arrow tower.

Everyone watched Shalia's back getting further and further away. Garbo frowned and said, "Why do I think this NPC is so respectful when talking to Ahan?"

"Really?" Magnus said, "I feel pretty much the same, right?"

"Is it my imagination?" Jiabao said doubtfully.

Nicholas raised the spear dressed in piglets and pheasants at the right time, "Come, let's eat." He tore off a chicken wing and handed it to Garbo first, "Ladies first!"

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When Cheng Mo and the others finished eating and fully recovered their physical strength and energy, Shalia also returned to the bonfire. He gave Nicholas a golden twisted coiled dragon badge and a golden holy sword token, and faced the standing Cheng Mo, who was behind a few people, cupped his chest and bowed before turning back towards the camp.

Everyone stared at Shalia's back disappearing in the jungle. The keen people still had some unexplainable doubts in their hearts, but they kept it in their hearts and no one spoke up to question it.

Nicholas also felt that it was getting harder and harder to conceal Cheng Mo's identity, but he didn't know what Cheng Mo was thinking, so he said first, "The time is limited, we have to speed up and return to the square first."

"Can we not go the same way we came?" Garbo said. She shook her head and said in fear, "I never want to go through that hellish scene again."

"I don't want to anymore." Magnus smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not afraid of danger, but I can't stand that kind of scene, especially since I was also a part of creating it."

"It's just virtual reality," Nicholas said.

"There is no difference between this kind of virtual reality and reality. Not to mention that you will have nightmares after watching a horror movie!" Garbo said resolutely, "Anyway, I will never go back."

"It doesn't matter if we go a little further, we just need to run faster." Magnus said.

Jin Zhuji hesitated for a moment and then said: "I also think it's okay to take a detour. Anyway, we don't need to fight those ghost warriors now, which saves a lot of time."

Nicholas pretended to be impartial and looked at Li Rongxuan and Cheng Mo, "What do you two think?"

Cheng Mo said first: "I don't care."

Li Rongxuan glanced at Cheng Mo and said softly: "I obey the instructor's arrangements."

Nicholas secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Rebecca: "Then let's take a detour. I will take the token and go in front, and you will follow at the back."

Rebecca nodded.

Nicholas put the basketball-sized badge in his backpack and carried it on his back. Holding the token in his hand, he walked downstream along the stream. The journey was extremely smooth. The ghost warriors who caused them a lot of trouble when they arrived just glanced at them and continued to wander in the jungle with their weapons.

Returning to the square below the Tower of Babel, it was still chaotic, and the rumbling sounds from the ground were still rolling like thunder. Not far from the square, under the last two angel statues, the broken corpse lying there was stiff and emitting a slight stench.

Everyone who had experienced a bloodier scene turned a blind eye. Even Garbo's expression didn't change much.

A person's threshold is violently raised just like this.

Nicholas jumped into the half-collapsed pool and quickly installed the Coiling Dragon Badge firmly into the groove of the metal base. After he jumped out of the pool, he said: "We still need to go to the seaside on the left to find the other half of the 'Seven-tone Snake'."

There was no discussion or rest, and the group continued to set off.

This time, instead of walking inside the forest, we headed towards the sea along a straight road at the junction of the Tower of Babel and the forest. Along the way there were not only patrolling ghost warriors, but also formations driving chariots and many checkpoints. In addition, there were also heavy troops. Not only did these ghost warriors not attack them, but they also saluted them when they passed the checkpoint.

Magnus also pulled Garbo into a chariot drawn by three strong ghost horses. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, the others also found a chariot and jumped on to save their energy.

The chariot drove along for an hour or two and finally arrived at its destination - "Water God Bay". There is a small town built along the coast. There are not only ghost soldiers in the town, but also many civilian-looking people. The pier was right under a tall lighthouse. The group got out of the car and walked directly towards the lighthouse under the leadership of Nicholas. In the square in front of the dock, soldiers and coolies carrying various supplies came and went. The bay is full of ancient warships and transport ships. The tall, spike-like masts stand out under the gloomy sky, like a vast bare forest. The ships swaying with the waves, although they look It has been weathered and can no longer move, but it exudes a ferocious and ferocious aura that chooses and devours people.

"Let's go to the biggest ship."

Nicholas led everyone through the crowd, jumped onto the ship casually from the pier, crossed the deck, and continued towards the big ship at the end. Along the way, neither the ghost warriors in crew uniforms nor the coolies carrying the goods paid any attention to them. They jumped over a dozen ships one after another and arrived at the largest warship in the middle. Nicholas led them with ease and found Jared's commander at the stern of the boat, who was sitting on the side of the boat fishing.

Jared, who was wearing a white robe and was as tall and handsome as Shalia, took the Holy Sword Token from Nicholas, glanced at it casually, and said with a smile: "You need the rest of the Seven-tone Snake. That half statue?”

"Yes." Nicholas nodded.

Jared didn't hesitate for a second, "No problem."

Several people looked at each other and were about to rejoice that everything went well when Jared smiled and said: "But you have to kill those challengers who are hiding. They will stop moving forward when they reach the sixty-sixth floor. Challengers without courage do not deserve to live."