Another betrayal and defender died together, but no one knew which of them was the traitor and which was the loyal warrior. Anyway, they all died here, and future generations may be able to find their names from the marks on their bodies, but No one will know whether they are good guys or bad guys, traitors or martyrs.
Lin Feiqian carefully walked to the dead couple who were hugging each other face to face. He carefully checked their breathing, and then confirmed that they had been dead for countless years. He lowered his head again and observed through their wounds. There was a moment of their flesh and blood and broken bones, and then he subconsciously gasped.
The muscles of the two deceased people were transformed into translucent golden crystal-like substances, and their bones were as colorful and transparent as glazed jade. They had been dead for countless years, and their wounds still exuded a faint fragrance. , and their internal organs are still squirming gently, as if giving them a little strength will immediately restore them to full effectiveness.
"This, this, this, the body is incorruptible for ten thousand years, even a demigod-level expert can barely do it. However, after so many years of soul dissipation, the body still maintains a certain level of activity, how strong are they?" Lin Feiqian was shocked. After waving to his two daughters, Lin Bule and Lin Lele came over cautiously. They looked at the wounds on their bodies and were so shocked that they almost choked.
"Too powerful, too terrifying!" Lin Lele narrowed his eyes: "It's a pity that I am not a necromancer. Otherwise, if I turn their corpses into undead knights, what powerful warriors will they be? Well, the existence of these corpses , but we can’t let those little girls from the Yin family know.”
Lin Feiqian laughed 'hey': "Of course we can't let them know, otherwise wouldn't it be an advantage for them? But these corpses will not be wasted. I will go to the Yin family to ask for some god-level scrolls to summon the undead, and I can still transform them For the undead warriors who are loyal to you."
Once Lin Qi saw the soldiers who died in battle in front of Tiantian Mountain. Lin Qi's choice was to bury the bodies of those loyal and brave soldiers who he was sure were the ancestors of the Lin family. As for the other soldiers who Lin Qi didn't know about loyalty, treachery, good and evil, Lin Qi Their sleep was not disturbed. However, the choice of Lin Feiqian and his daughter was to turn the corpses of these strong human beings who had been dead for countless years, regardless of whether they were good or bad, into undead warriors.
In order to enhance his own strength and give himself more say, what is there that Lin Feiqian cannot do or dare not do?
He casually pushed the two corpses that had been standing for who knows how many years to the ground. Lin Feiqian was not interested in checking their identity plates to confirm their names. He just greedily walked towards Thor's Hammer step by step. Open your hands as if to embrace this huge magical ancient magic weapon.
Just when Lin Feiqian was about to reach the base of Thor's Hammer and stepped onto the high steps on the base, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the room. The voice muttered something in an extremely ancient language, Judging from his tone, he was asking about Lin Feiqian and the others?
Lin Feiqian and the others all stood there dumbly. Is there anyone still existing in this ruins?
Carefully looking around, Lin Feiqian frowned and mumbled in a low voice: "Who is it?"
The voice sounded again. This time he was still repeating the last question, but his tone had become much more urgent and stern. At the same time, the huge hall was suddenly enveloped in a faint red light that represented danger.
, there were bursts of strange "click" sounds from the dome of the hall, and several weapons were similar in shape to Thor's hammer, but much smaller in size. Purple magic tools that were only a few meters long poured out from the glorious dome.
They firmly locked onto Lin Feiqian and his party.
A fatal sense of crisis enveloped Lin Feiqian's heart, and he really felt the wēixié of death. He slowly raised his feet and wanted to take a step back, but a very thin purple light suddenly touched his toes.
After passing by, there was a 'chi' sound, and the purple light left a faint red mark on the ground, and the air near the bright red spot suddenly heated up rapidly.
With a 'whoosh', just a moment of heat caused by this purple light, the front of Lin Feiqian's robe and his boots suddenly burst into flames. Lin Feiqian was so frightened that his robe and boots were all burned.
It was a semi-artifact engraved with a powerful defensive magic circle. The purple light did not hit his body, but just rubbed his toes and shot over. It actually ignited two top-level semi-artifacts?
If he is hit by this purple light, he will definitely die, right? Even Lin Feiqian, who has reached the peak strength of the middle god, can't help but have this idea at this moment. If he is really hit, he will definitely die, right?
Cold sweat broke out from his forehead. Lin Feiqian looked at the small magic device above his head that locked his body in horror. It was this magic device that just released a purple light, igniting his robe and boots.
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After swallowing hard, Lin Feiqian laughed dryly: "There seems to be someone controlling this place?"
The low, hoarse voice repeated his first question again, but this time his tone became more severe, and a chilling breath came to his face. The red light in the hall became dimmer, and
High-frequency flashing began. The rapidly flashing red light made Lin Feiqian and his daughter and the many Tiger Guards they brought with them feel that something was wrong.
But Lin Feiqian really couldn't understand that question and the language used in that voice! He was so frightened that he just barely realized that he seemed to have heard similar syllables somewhere, but he really couldn't understand it.
What does it mean!
At this moment, Lin Bule suddenly took a step forward and muttered a series of words using the same weird syllables. Then the deep and hoarse voice immediately sounded again, and this time even Lin Feiqian heard it.
When he came out, his problem had become another one.
Lin Bule and the hoarse voice answered questions and answers perfectly.
Lin Lele stared at her sister who was usually taciturn and like an ice sculpture. After a long time, she suddenly shouted: "This is the ancestral family prayer! This is the family prayer! That's right.
, it’s this syllable, it’s this… this, this, this…”
Lin Feiqian was also suddenly excited. He finally remembered when and where he had heard such syllables. These were syllables in the secret family prayer of the Tiger clan. The low and hoarse voice obviously did not belong to humans. His
The pronunciation was too stiff and rigid, so although his pronunciation was exactly the same as the first sentence of the family prayer, Lin Feiqian never recovered.
But Lin Bule obviously reacted much faster. After she discovered that it was a family prayer, and then saw the terrifying power of the purple light, she immediately answered the voice's question using the content of the family prayer.
After dozens of questions and answers, there was only a "click" sound. The smooth and mirror-like ground under Lin Bule's feet cracked a thin gap, and then a small gap slowly slid to both sides.
Passage. A silver-gray metal puppet with an exquisite and cute shape and an anthropomorphic baby face flew out of the passage quietly. Dozens of extremely fine metal hairsprings were found in his body, and then slowly
Xiang Lin Bule came over.
Lin Bule tightened his grip on his sword hilt, as if he noticed Lin Bule's nervousness, the metal puppet began to mutter, and the language he used was clearly the same as the family prayer that Lin Bule had recited just now.
He speaks a language, but no one here understands it.
Lin Feiqian looked at the metal puppet nervously, and said in a low voice: "If you're not happy, don't act rashly. Let's see what he wants to do."
Lin Bule froze on the spot. She looked at the metal puppet, which was no bigger than a fist, in horror. She watched as the hairsprings were slowly wrapped around her head, and then slowly inserted into her scalp.
There was a slight pain, and then Lin Bule soon felt that there seemed to be some kind of magical power, and he was looking through some things in his mind.
A drop of bright red blood was extracted from Lin Bule's body, and was sucked into the body of the metal puppet along a metal hairspring. A flash of light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the metal puppet, and then his voice suddenly changed into a standard Western continental voice.
Common language.
"Dear Eastern Theater Command, Mr. Lin Bule, the holder of commander-in-chief level command authority, welcome you to Thor's Quake Base 3522. I am 'Thor', the main control core of the base."
After a pause, the guy who called himself Thor said slowly: "I can't contact Thor Base, nor can I contact any commander in the Western Theater Command. In accordance with the emergency wartime combat order, I will transfer part of the control authority of Base 3522 to
Here you go. Now, do you have any orders?"
Before Lin Bule, who was dumbfounded, could speak, Thor continued to talk to himself: "I must remind you that Thor's Hammer No. 3522 was damaged by 37.45%, and it can only be used at its best.
The powerful attack power is 53.72%. At the same time, all the spare parts stored in the base have been consumed, and the base energy reserve... eh? The base energy reserve is zero!"
Sighing lightly, Thor said in a very humane manner: "Please replenish the base with necessary maintenance parts as soon as possible, reserve enough energy, and provide enough combat soldiers. According to the standard configuration of the 3522 base, the base
It requires 10,000 internal guards, 200,000 mobile support soldiers, and a special strike team of 300 people."
Lin Bule let out an "ah" in a daze.
Thor said in a heavy tone: "According to the standard allocation model of the war zone, the internal garrison of 10,000 people must have an average combat strength of four-star imperial warriors and above; the mobile support resources of 200,000 soldiers must have an average of two-star imperial warriors.
Strength; a three-hundred-person special strike team must have an average combat strength of two-star Royal King level or above."
After coughing lightly, Lin Feiqian, who had the peak strength of a mid-level god, asked softly: "Is my strength equivalent to that?"
Thor snorted disdainfully: "Four-star warrior, you are qualified enough to become a qualified soldier in the internal guard of the 3522 base!"
Lin Feiqian was shocked, Lin Bule, Lin Lele and all the Tiger Guards were all stunned on the spot. (To be continued...)