About two days after Afanti was imprisoned, a group of warriors wearing black armor rushed over.
They dispersed all the guards who stayed here and pushed away the prison cars of Afanti and Odebiao.
Within a few dozen meters, only a huge burning fire was left.
Inside the fire, the corpse's head was burning red and vigorously.
The surrounding area was illuminated by the fire, but no one was left.
I sat calmly in the prison van, with the black iron shackles wrapped around my body.
To outsiders, I am just a prisoner whose soul has been injured and whose body has been imprisoned.
No one can escape from this situation.
I don't know when, a figure was already standing outside the prison car.
I looked up with a sarcastic expression.
He was wearing a bright yellow robe and had a majestic face, but there was no expression in his eyes.
This is the Pangu God King who unified the Pan tribe and the ancient tribe in a short period of time. He is also an old god from the divine domain.
He looked at me and I looked at him.
Neither party spoke.
After a while, he said expressionlessly: "He Yongheng, do you want to return to the human world? The Pangu tribe can help you."
Pretend! Still pretend!
Do you think I didn’t realize that you are an old god?
It has been more than half a year since the Battle of the Holy City. My name is Cthulhu, which makes me tremble when I hear it. I don’t believe that an unknown guy like you doesn’t recognize me!
I smiled and said, "Since I can come, I don't have to worry about how I will go back."
The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if making a smile.
He said calmly: "You can't go back. Do you think you can do what Zhang Wuren couldn't do back then?"
When I said this sentence, my heart definitely skipped a beat.
Logically speaking, if a person like Zhang Wuren leaves the God Burial Abyss, he will definitely return to the Yang World.
With his ability, it is impossible for him to remain unknown until now.
But Middle-earth has never heard of the name Zhang Wuren, and it has not even been mentioned by the Secret Bureau.
Did he really die in the underground world and remain unknown to this day?
Great God Pangu continued: "Do you know the origin of the Corpse Head Man?"
I remained silent.
I really don't know about this stuff.
A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Great God Pangu: "In the past, when chaos first opened, everything in the world had the opportunity to reach its extreme. Among them, the great Cthulhu represented the old gods, Pangu represented the human race, Hua Biaogui, the ancestor of ghosts, represented the dead souls, and the demons represented
The three-legged golden crow of the tribe, and God, who represents spiritual belief.”
"There are three thousand avenues in the world, and each of them can lead to the extreme. Among them, the body left behind after death is also an avenue."
"The Ancestor of the Corpse is a person who has reached the extreme on the path of the Corpse Clan. He has both the positive and negative states of the Corpse Immortal and the Corpse Demon, as well as the cell division state of constantly multiplying himself."
"It's a pity that the Corpse Clan had a war with the Human Race, and the souls were suppressed, and the corpses were torn into pieces and buried all over the world. Since then, the Corpse Clan has never had a leader who has reached the extreme."
This is the first time I heard this statement.
Go to the extreme?
What is going to the extreme?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask: "If you go to the extreme, is it a god level?"
God King Pangu laughed loudly: "God level?"
"There is no real God in this world!"
"According to human understanding, gods are omnipotent. They can create things out of thin air, they can be everywhere, they can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, they can be big or small. How many of the current gods can do this?"
I fell silent.
According to his understanding of the divine level, it seems that none of the gods currently known can do what he said.
I have seen quite a few strong people.
The most powerful among them is undoubtedly the God of the Sky City.
To be honest, even though I have been fighting with God for half a year, I still have no idea what God looks like, whether he is a man or a woman, and what life form he is.
I only know that the strength of his soul is as vast as the sea, endless, and it seems that it will never run out.
Then I asked again: "I heard that there are levels after the god level. What kind of realm is that?"
God King Pangu said indifferently: "This is not a question that you can know. You only need to know that the ancestor of the corpse was such an existence at the beginning!"
"It's a pity that his soul was suppressed, three corpses were beheaded, and even his blood was spread all over the world."
"But the ancestor of the corpse is a person who has reached the extreme. Although he was beheaded and lost three corpses, his cells proliferated endlessly, and finally fell into the Burial Abyss and turned into countless corpse-headed barbarians."
"Visitor from the human world, if you want to leave this world, you must kill all the zombies."
"We can work together!"
It suddenly dawned on me.
This guy talks so much nonsense just to get me to help deal with the corpse-headed beast.
However, the origin of this corpse-headed barbarian is quite strange. The proliferating cells of the corpse ancestor?
Proliferating cells like this are actually not unknown in the scientific community.
The famous HeLa cells, a type of cancer cell, can proliferate wirelessly.
Theoretically, as long as there are enough nutrients, HeLa cells can reproduce indefinitely and will never age.
Speaking of which, corpse heads are quite similar to HeLa cells, except that the proliferation of HeLa cells is just a mass of unconscious flesh.
However, the cells of the Corpse Ancestor can turn into corpse-headed beasts and look for food on their own.
I smiled and said: "First of all, I don't think the Pangu tribe can completely clean up the zombie barbarians."
"Secondly, what benefits can I gain from cooperating with you?"
God King Pangu said seriously: "The magnetic field fluctuations here are abnormal. You are a human being. The longer you stay here, the more serious the assimilation of your soul will become."
"Then you will be exactly like us, getting weaker and weaker!"
"Otherwise, why do you think Zhang Wuren chose to leave and give up?"
I sneered secretly in my heart.
An ordinary person might really worry about this problem, but do I need to worry?
The magnetic field fluctuations here have no effect on me at all.
In other words, I can stay here as long as I want.
But I thought about it seriously, tilted my head and asked: "The Pangu tribe is not strong enough! It is too dangerous to cooperate with you!"
A sneer appeared on Pangu God King's face: "No, no, we are strong enough!"
"There are nine other strong men like me!"
"It's just that they haven't arrived at the battlefield yet! As long as they arrive at the battlefield, and with your help, it will be easy to wipe out the zombies!"
My heart was shaking.
This guy finally told the truth!
The nine powerful men he mentioned must not be from the Pangu tribe, but the old gods!
Although I don’t know why the Old Gods are able to counteract the magnetic field fluctuations here, the Old Gods have profound knowledge and may have some great means hidden there.
They may have found a way to counteract the magnetic field of the God Burial Abyss.
But again, they will definitely not be able to exert their god-level strength here!
Maybe it's level A, or more likely it's level B.
Otherwise, there is no need for my help at all.
I stared at God King Pangu, and then said word for word: "No problem! Let's cooperate!"
Cooperate? Cooperate with you
!
When the other nine old gods arrive, find a way to trick them!
Even if you can't kill them, you still have to let them shed a layer of skin!
The more old gods die, the fewer enemies Middle-earth will have in the future!