Archfiend Chapter 623: : Void Puppet (1)
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One day later, another room.
"Dangdangdang..." Six storage rings were thrown on the ground, and everyone did not dare to be angry or speak.
"Grand Duke... Duke!!" In front of Xu Yangyi's trio, a young man was almost torn apart. Yelled frantically. And everyone around them didn't say a word, bowed their heads with lingering fear, and didn't even dare to look at the three of them.
Beside the youth, there is a spear and axe, which is more than two meters long and has been broken into three sections. And all this is just a light palm.
Just when Xu Yangyi asked them to hand over the storage ring, the young man did not believe that the other party had advanced to the emperor, thinking that the other party had obtained the secret treasure and wanted to deceive them. Then...
No then.
Up to now, he can't believe it. He was there at the auction at the time, and he would never have imagined that the other party will advance to the Grand Duke in three years.
"For the face of the roar of the sky, I won't kill you." Xu Yangyi took away the storage ring lightly: "However, there is no next time. Questioning the grandduke's sin, you should know how heavy it is. Understand?"
The young man clenched his teeth, but had to respectfully say: "Understood..."
Another day later, in an ice-blue room, beside a row of broken armor, everyone knelt to the ground, not daring to look up.
Come gently, walk gently, until Xu Yangyi left for more than ten minutes, and no one at the scene dared to get up.
The majesty of the Grand Duke is the law of the world!
Everyone looked at the woman in the middle.
The Siren Family, Deep Blue Touch.
However, she did not even dare to manifest herself, and now her head is buried lower than anyone else.
From the moment the opponent appeared, she smelled extremely dangerous, and she did not hesitate to give up this seemingly expensive armor.
"Really the Grand Duke?" After half an hour, she did not dare to get up, and a man beside her trembled: "It's terrible..."
The Deep Blue Touch gritted his teeth: "Even if it's not... it definitely has the power of the Duke..."
"This person...unfathomable..."
In just five days, Xu Yangyi robbed all the rooms he could enter.
Those who can go to the present are all true elites of all races except the Grand Duke. Deep Blue Touch, the benevolent Defoe, the "Pale Eye" by Gaius, Angelina the Bone, Icemaw Salonas, the living magic book von Isinger... all family members have met , Except for the Elves, he never let go.
These people are surrounded by tribesmen. They have swept all the way to the present. They have gained a lot, but Xu Yangyi is all cheaper.
"According to the rules of the Tower of Babel, it is impossible for us to meet them. But who would have thought that you have the power of the Duke now, but not the Duke?" Angel giggled: "You can make a lot of money this time. !"
Zhao Ziqi counted dozens of storage rings behind him, and collected them all together: "Twenty bottles of ancient holy medicine, five armors that completely resist elemental magic. A sword with a flame... …Appliances and holy medicines can only be used after being appraised by an appraiser. However, according to the specifications of the Tower of Babel, I believe it’s absolutely not bad..."
His face flushed slightly with excitement. This rhythm of following his thighs and pretending to be driving me to fly is too moist, monk is like this, so what do you want?
Walking around without moving your hands, he believed that any of these things would be expensive. Is it all in your own hands now?
No one dared to resist.
The list is so long that it is no longer available for statistics. Xu Yangyi was so happy to let him count, he turned his head and whispered to Angel: "Did you find out? The splicing of this giant ball is much slower."
Now there is no Demon Eye, they can only quietly wait for the splicing of the room every day.
"Yes." Angel said thoughtfully: "If...it is a Rubik's Cube, it has been one month and five days now. I feel it is almost complete."
Xu Yangyi's eyes flickered: "Maybe it's still a week, or even three or four days, and it can all be stitched together."
"What will happen?"
Xu Yangyi shook his head: "I don't know."
"I can be sure that the Tower of Babel will never be so simple." He recalled all the rooms he saw along the way: "There is no doubt that this is an ancient battlefield. We will not talk about who fights, but Such a large bridgehead must have attack and defense mechanisms."
"We saw that every room was incomplete along the way. It means that the other party has already penetrated the interior of the Tower of Babel..." he continued.
"That also means that the attack mechanism of the tower has been broken by the opponent." He didn't know. In another place, Andre and another member of the tribe gathered together, pushing the golden glasses and muttering: "Such a big one. A bridgehead, its internal structure must be extremely complicated. What we are encountering now is the first step of "division." Dividing the battlefield. This proves two things."
The people around him solemnly asked: "Which two?"
"First, the strength of the tower of Babel was comparable to that of the opponent. Otherwise, why would you have the confidence to divide the battlefield and the disparity in strength? You should prepare more magic circles and magic weapons. But no, there is only one possibility. The cultivator who sticks to the Tower of Babel is very confident that even if the opponent rushes in, they will have the power to fight. No magic circle is arranged, because the troops here are also worried that the indiscriminate killing of the magic circle will kill their own people."
He held up his second finger: "Second, the defense mechanism must not only consist of division. This is a huge meat grinder. When the division fails, it will enter the second link, which is killing. "
He let out a sigh of relief: "This big war machine may contain countless war puppets, alchemy puppets, gargoyles and the like. None of these things are easy to mess with."
The people around him nodded again and again, everyone knows Andre's high status in Europe and America. He has no room for rebuttal.
"Your Excellency...that is...Next, there will be a terrifying alchemy puppet?"
"Not necessarily." At the same time, in Xu Yangyi's room, Angel asked the same question. Xu Yangyi deliberately replied: "This possibility is very small."
This sentence was uttered from Xu Yangyi and Andre almost simultaneously.
"Do you remember another thing." Xu Yangyi analyzed the next possibility bit by bit: "That is the merit value."
"The merit value, this thing cannot be used by the enemy. It must be used by himself, that is to say..." He squinted his eyes: "The tower distinguishes us as our own. Therefore, these are hidden in the tower. There is a high probability that the horror formation, even the alchemy puppet, will not be activated."
"Where are we going, then?" Angel asked.
Xu Yangyi shook his head: "I didn't think about it either."
"The merit value, the tower is destined to not kill us. So, where are the people left behind, where will they go?" Andre smiled very comfortably, his slender fingers tapped the handrail lightly: "I A hypothesis can be made, will the tower determine that the war is over?"
"What is left after the war is over?"
The man beside him was stunned and shook his head blankly. Andre sighed faintly, smiled and said: "Sometimes, it's really lonely." He said, "Of course it is liquidation."
"China has four words that are very appropriate to reckon the merits gained in this battle. Rewards on merit."
"In other words, next... the real core will be opened. The appearance of this tower is just a blind eye that we can't see through. I will call the place below for the time being the'honoring hall,' this kind of place, It must be a high-ranking minister to be eligible to count and award merit points. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the core..." He smiled, and touched the clan who was dumbfounded by him like a child.
"Wait..."
"This door thousands of years ago, the real secret, is just about to begin."
He retracted his gaze. In this room, there were only two of them, and all the others died.
No one saw the worry in his eyes.
"Since there are merits...the higher the merits, the greater the rewards. I can't kill the enemy, and the merits are not much. Then...the first sequence of those major families, even the princes , How many did they kill again?"
He frowned and murmured, "Here is the place where the first gap opened."
No one talks anymore.
All the rooms in the Tower of Babel, the survivors, and a few extremely clever people, have quieted down.
The unwise ones are still running around in each room, looking for a chance that might exist.
One month and eight days into the Tower of Babel.
There has been no space channel open for several days, and everyone feels abnormal.
It's like... the tsunami finally calmed down.
However, no one knows whether it was a calm sea or a huge underwater vortex after the tsunami.
January, nine days.
The three of Xu Yangyi are meditating quietly. At this moment, a dull "boom" sounded in everyone's eardrums.
At the same time, outside the tower, infinite white light jets, making it look like heaven.
"It's started..." The three eyes suddenly opened, and the stars looked around.
"Boom..." In all the rooms, a block of boulders fell off, and the ground trembled like an earthquake. Did not want to understand all this, 99% of the monks looked at all this in shock.
"Is the tower going to collapse?" "What happened?" "What the **** is going on?"
As the cracks appeared, the entire tower stone began to fall off, exposing the extremely complex and mysterious runes below. Then...
With a sound of "hum", all the runes shined together, and a pillar of light appeared in the entire tower.
"Om..." At the bottom of the first layer, a rune tens of meters in the center shines, which is an incomprehensible pattern~IndoMTL.com~The surroundings are drawn in a huge circle in all languages on the earth. , Emitting a dazzling luster. Then, the second floor... the third floor... layer by layer, the lighthouse generally lights up!
These lights, like the most dazzling sun, make people unable to open their eyes at all.
Just as everyone covered their eyes, loud voices rang in everyone's ears.
"A merit, five hundred points." "A merit, one thousand three hundred points." "A merit, three thousand one hundred points." "A merit, three hundred points."
Only each can hear it.
Ten seconds later, a voice resembled Huang Zhongda Lu, resounding through the entire Tower of Babel.
"Billing is complete."
"The Hall of Falsehood is open."
"All monks, please go to the Hall of Falsehood, High Lord Xuanyuan, and the patriarch will provide a list of exchanges for all warriors."
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