Chapter 848 Gathering, Throne
This is a conspiracy that goes on for a very, very long time.
For what purpose? It is unknown.
Looking at the entrance ahead, it was dark inside.
Zhuang Wuming took a deep breath, left the stairs, and stepped into the entrance of the building.
As he stepped into it, dim firelight lit up on both sides of the passage.
The firelight was a faint blue, and lamps were inserted on both sides of the passage.
There are various murals on the walls on both sides of the passage, and the murals are different from those outside.
It was a golden humanoid creature.
He stood on a plain, with an army of various creatures behind him.
Opposite him was a creature that was also glowing with golden light.
There is also an army composed of various creatures behind it.
Zhuang Wuming walked forward slowly and carefully observed these murals.
Under the dim blue light, a war is staged in the mural.
The golden creatures fought a war, and one of them ended up losing.
However, the leader of the other party escaped during the encirclement and suppression.
Countless soldiers under his command eventually fell on the battlefield.
The winner accepts everything from the loser and builds a huge kingdom to rule countless lives.
And the loser never appeared again.
In addition to the huge civilization established by this golden creature, the murals also contain various life stories of him.
For example, resist monsters and kill various powerful creatures.
He is as high as a living god.
Enjoy eternal life and rule over everything on this continent forever.
Zhuang Wuming looked at all this with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Soon he came to the end of the blue channel.
There is a fork in the road here.
On the left is a red channel.
On the right is a black passage.
Looking at the three passages, Zhuang Wuming felt wary.
The hidden card appeared in his hand, he clicked lightly, and his body disappeared here.
Zhuang Wuming did not move forward rashly, but hid in the blue channel.
He wanted to confirm something.
Time passed by minute by minute, and he was not in a hurry.
Wait patiently for your goal to appear.
Along with the sound of footsteps, he appeared from the black passage.
Led by the Crown Prince of the True Dragon Royal Court, a group of more than ten people came here.
The prince looked at these three intersections and frowned slightly.
"Hmph, the way of the devil?"
"You are all going to die, and the demon's inheritance belongs to me."
His eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.
His eyes swept across the other two passages and landed at the end of the fork.
There is a wide road there that leads deeper.
"What secrets are hidden here? Why are the devil's bones sealed and placed in those palaces."
"There must be some kind of problem with such a weird largest building."
The True Dragon King Prince Ting was also very shrewd and noticed the strangeness that permeated this place.
After thinking for a while, he and his soldiers walked towards the depths of the passage.
He has no interest in staying here at all.
Zhuang Wuming watched them leave, and his eyes finally fell on those soldiers.
There are more or less traces of battle on those soldiers.
"Does that mean they encountered obstacles?"
"My luck seems pretty good, or my luck is extremely bad."
A hint of haze flashed through my heart.
At this time, there was also a fluctuation in the red channel on the left.
A figure that looked like a demon from hell walked out of it.
His whole body was filled with the brilliance of flames, a black and red color.
There are two horns on the head and a human face.
Red and cold eyes swept across the intersection.
His gaze was powerful, and everything he passed was distorted.
It seemed that no space could bear his gaze.
Zhuang Wuming could feel the horror of this gaze, it was a perfect truth.
Without any hesitation, he quickly retreated.
He avoided the scope of this gaze by just a hair.
In the end, he narrowly avoided the other party's search.
"Is there no one?" The language was weird, but Zhuang Wuming could understand him.
Language proficiency cards allow him to understand most languages.
"This is the Badura language from the dark side of time and space."
"Is this a dark side space-time life form?"
This mysterious man, covered in flames, walked toward the end of the passage.
Someone walked out of both passages, and Zhuang Wuming frowned slightly.
"I saw so many people coming in from the front. It seems there are other passages here."
"When the time comes to face those terrifying creatures, I must be more careful."
At this time, his face suddenly showed a hint of solemnity.
In the red and black channels, I don't know when the figure appeared again.
It was a group of hazy figures shrouded in red and black light.
They followed behind the two groups in front.
But the next moment, these hazy figures disappeared, as if everything they just saw was an illusion.
My scalp was numb, and a chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
Zhuang Wuming felt cold in his heart. The two groups of people in front were followed by these strange figures. What about himself?
He didn't believe he could be spared, so he turned his head and looked behind him.
There was a blue glow there, and nothing appeared.
There was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
"That means I can't see them?"
"This place is really weird. I don't know what those illusory figures are."
"It seems we can only take one step and see what happens."
Zhuang Wuming took a deep breath and strode toward the end of the passage.
He had expected that at the end, there would probably be a place where many powerful people would gather.
He still maintains his hidden status.
Ten minutes later he arrived at the end of the passage.
A huge hall appeared in front of him.
More than a dozen people with mysterious auras appeared here.
In the center of the hall is a high platform with four thrones.
There is a box placed on each throne.
Those boxes are simple and unpretentious, without any fluctuations.
Everyone in the hall had their eyes fixed on it.
Zhuang Wuming's eyes fell on the throne and he looked at it carefully for a moment.
Then he looked under the throne.
The throne is located on a raised platform in the palace.
This tower looks like a Mayan pyramid, with four directions and four thrones.
There are rows of stairs on all sides of the high platform, connecting the throne to the floor of the hall.
The entire hall is pitch black, without a trace of impurities.
All four thrones are pitch black, but there are different symbols on the front of the thrones.
The only difference is the box on the throne.
Looking around, there are four passages around this empty hall.
Figures walked out of the four passages.
Zhuang Wuming still maintained his concealment at this time.
He quietly looked at the people around him, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.
They are all powerful beings.
The basic life level of any one will not be lower than the real three levels.
This chapter has been completed!