Unexpectedly, in this strange cosmic space, I would encounter the peak ancestor-level strongman in the Forbidden Army.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
It's a pity that this rare and powerful man of the human race has died.
"I feel a little familiar."
One of the fanatics spoke slowly.
After his reminder, everyone else also reacted. Indeed, after the appearance of this huge corpse, the suffocating depression in everyone's hearts disappeared.
This giant corpse of the Forbidden Army floats in the dark and lonely void, but it still exudes coercion, as if it is fighting against the tide of green and dark energy in the surrounding space.
This kind of coercion made Lin Beichen and others feel comfortable.
"Go over and have a look."
Lin Beichen urged.
Wu Shanglong drove the green dragon and rushed towards the giant corpse of the Forbidden Army.
It looks close, but is actually far.
With the green dragon's speed, it took a full stick of incense for everyone to arrive in front of the huge corpse of the Imperial Guard.
Look up.
It is as huge as Mount Tai.
The 10,000-meter-long green dragon looked like a caterpillar in front of this giant corpse.
"It is indeed the armor of the Forbidden Army. Yes, although this armor is broken, its shape is unmistakable. Cloud boots, tiger armor, eagle helmet..."
Li Chenyuan did not hesitate to use up his own energy to fly up and observe. The more he observed, the more excited he became.
Lin Beichen was also observing.
This martyr of the Forbidden Army had a majestic figure and excellent body proportions. He had been dead for an unknown number of years, but his face was still lifelike, shining with a faint layer of gold, as if he could open his eyes and come back to life in the next moment.
His face is very delicate. At first glance, he seems to be an enthusiastic and cheerful scholar, but with his armor riddled with holes, he also has a fierce and iron-blooded evil spirit.
"I have experienced a very fierce battle."
Wu Shanglong observed carefully and said: "If I'm not wrong, his enemy is the ancestor monster we encountered before, but it is stronger and more terrifying... Look at these injuries, there are dark cyan sinister marks on the fractures of the armor.
, there is also residual blue-purple energy in the wound."
Lin Beichen also discovered this.
He thought thoughtfully and said: "It has been a while since we came to this universe, but it seems that the ancestor monsters did not pursue us and still stayed in the hall. Why is this?"
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't think of a reason.
"Everyone come and take a look."
Li Chenyuan, who had been flying up and down like a busy bee gathering honey, transmitted his voice from the waist of his giant body tens of thousands of kilometers away.
Lin Beichen and others flew over.
"Look, there's a nameplate here."
Li Chenyuan said.
Sure enough, there was a huge pale golden nameplate hanging on the waist of the huge corpse. If you stood on it, you would feel like you were on a vast and boundless plain, and the writing on it was bulging like steep mountains.
"In the Emperor's Imperial Guard, whether they are small soldiers or divine generals, they all have a nameplate on their body, called an 'ID card'. It is an original creation of the Emperor and is used to remember their identity. If a Imperial Guard dies in battle, the 'ID card' will be collected and buried.
, if even the 'ID card' is lost, the number on it will be used as a reference..."
Wu Shanglong is a descendant of the Forbidden Army and knows this very well and explained it.
ID card?
Lin Beichen's heart stirred up waves again.
This is interesting.
There is "The Internationale" in the front, and there is the ID card in the back.
The Emperor himself, or someone close to the Emperor, must have a time traveler from Earth to plan for it, otherwise, many coincidences would not be possible at the same time.
"The boat is horizontal?"
Li Chenyuan read out the name on the nameplate.
This late martyr of the Forbidden Army was named Zhou Ziheng.
Good name.
Lin Beichen suddenly had another idea.
There is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
Could it be that the name of this forbidden army comes from this poem?
This is also poetry on earth.
"The ID number is 000003."
Li Chenyuan recognized the number on it, with a look of surprise on his face, and said: "The emperor created the Forbidden Army back then, and the number was based on the order in which he joined the Forbidden Army. Number 000003 means that the person joined the Forbidden Army in the order of 3, and is considered a Forbidden Army."
A sage from the founding era."
Another person said: "Isn't this earlier than the twenty-four ancestors?"
Everyone was shocked.
For the original Emperor and Imperial Army, the time of joining could explain a lot of problems.
Especially the third person to join the Forbidden Army must have risen up in the dark era with the Emperor, and must be a peerless sage among the human race.
Earlier than the twenty-four ancestors.
There is a high probability that this person will be even stronger than the Twenty-Four Ancestors.
"Has anyone heard of the name of Senior Zhou Ziheng?"
Lin Beichen said and looked at Wu Shanglong.
He is a descendant of the Imperial Guard, so he may know something.
But Wu Shanglong slowly shook his head.
"I have never heard of him. My parents and the uncles and aunts I know have never mentioned this person."
He thought carefully and gave the answer.
Lin Beichen was a little disappointed.
Since he was a martyr of the Forbidden Army ranked so high, why didn't he leave any clues?
"I... seem to have heard of it."
Suddenly, a slightly timid voice sounded.
Everyone turned to look, but it was a young girl from the tribute group. She had a delicate face and light freckles on her cheeks. She looked like a girl next door. In addition, she was smeared with gold powder. She looked weird and ridiculous, and was attracted by everyone's attention.
Ji Huo actually blushed a little shyly.
This girl had a very low sense of presence before and rarely spoke.
"Have you heard of this beauty?"
Lin Beichen was overjoyed and asked with a smile: "Haha, what's your name? Tell me quickly."
He has many tricks to deal with girls.
"My Qin Ruo is a member of the Qin family of the Emperor Star 'Wangeguan'. Because I have loved reading since childhood, especially many unofficial historical records, I have collected many books, one of which is called "Qingyu Miscellaneous Notes"
In the book, legends about His Majesty the Emperor's early years were mentioned. It was said that before the Emperor established the Holy Empire, there were two servants by his side named Zhou Ziheng and Niao Feijue. They followed the Emperor and conquered the stars. Although
His reputation is not obvious, but his strength is unfathomable..."
The freckled girl whispered.
This kind of wild history is generally not favored by the mainstream public opinion on the Emperor Star today, and is even considered a banned book. Especially in the past few thousand years, various legends and stories about the Emperor have been prohibited from being spread by the Parliament and the Cabinet.
If Qin Ruo secretly read this kind of novel, it would cause a lot of trouble if it spread.
So she never dared to say it before.
But after hearing that it was very meaningful to confirm the identity of this Forbidden Army martyr, Lin Beichen asked him, and then he spoke carefully.
When everyone heard this, they all took a breath of air.
Is there such an origin?
If he had never seen the Forbidden Army No. 000003 sailing across the river, what Qin Ruo said would definitely be regarded as unreliable wild history records, but now... this is the fact, and it is real history.
"According to this theory, Senior Zhou Ziheng is the Emperor's servant. He has such a close relationship and has always been by His Majesty's side. So does his appearance here mean that the Emperor is also in this universe?"
Li Chenyuan is worthy of being the emperor's best licker, and he immediately thinks of the emperor in everything.
But Lin Beichen had to admit that Li Chenyuan's association made sense.
Before, everyone had been asking where the emperor who was supposed to be sitting quietly on the golden throne of the Emperor's Temple disappeared and where did he go?
Now there seems to be an answer.
Since the Emperor's closest comrade-in-arms has come to this universe, the probability of the Emperor appearing here is very high.
Li Chenyuan was obviously excited.
He wants to find the Emperor.
In his opinion, as long as he finds the emperor, all problems can be solved.
Whether it is the ancestral monsters in the temple, or the corruption, chaos, and decadence of the current Holy Emperor... these difficulties that may seem like a chasm to others can be completely solved by the Emperor with ease.
And this is actually one of the reasons why Li Chenyuan, the legitimate son of an ancient and noble family, decided to join the tribute group and come here.
Even if he died, he wanted to die in front of the emperor.
Report everything that happens in the outside world to the emperor.
Ask the Emperor to reappear and save humanity.
"Senior, please rest in peace."
Li Chenyuan mourned in silence in the void.
Then it was time to hit the road in a hurry.
"etc."
Lin Beichen suddenly spoke.
He sensed something, and his body moved, turning into a stream of light, and came to Zhou Ziheng's palm. He looked around and his eyes lit up.
"follow me."
He swooped down.
Everyone fell into Zhou Ziheng's palm.
The delicate skin texture looks like a deep ravine to everyone, and at the intersection between the island pattern and the star pattern, there is a pale golden light group floating in an area like a huge basin.
"what is that?"
Wu Shanglong said curiously.
Lin Beichen said nothing.
He approached slowly and stretched out his hand.
Clang.
A sword cry echoed through the void instantly.
Golden light flashes.
A golden long sword flew out from the ball of light and instantly arrived in front of Lin Beichen. It paused slowly and flew around Lin Beichen several times, as if it was a curious baby sizing up a stranger.
Finally, it let out a long groan.
It fell into Lin Beichen's palm.
Lin Beichen subconsciously held the hilt of the sword.
Start with warmth.
It's like caressing a lover's skin.
The sword has a simple shape.
It is one meter and two meters long and about ten centimeters wide. The material looks like rock and pine veins, but there are many faint cracks like spider webs. The golden light that flashed before came from these cracks.
There are many large and small gaps on the sword blade.
It was left over from a fierce and brutal battle.
The moment he held the sword, Lin Beichen had an illusion, as if he was a scarred child who had experienced a great battle. All his friends around him died in the battle, leaving him alone, frightened in the darkness.
After hiding for countless years, after seeing myself, I finally plucked up the courage to find my relatives, and seemed to be crying quietly and choked, pouring out my grievances.