I wish you all a good mood every day Again the betrayers and the defenders perished, but no one knew which of them was a traitor and who was a loyal warrior.
Anyway, they all died here, and future generations may be able to find their names from the identification on their bodies, but no one will know whether they are good or bad, traitors or martyrs.
Lin Feiqian cautiously walked to the deceased who were hugging each other face to face.
He cautiously probed their breaths to make sure they had been dead for countless years.
He lowered his head again, observing their flesh and broken bones through their wounds for a while, and then he subconsciously gasped.
The muscles of the two deceased were transformed into a translucent golden crystal-like substance, and their bones were as colorful and transparent as glass jade.
They've been dead for countless years, and their wounds still smell faintly fragrant, and their internal organs are still gently wriggling, as if they can be given a little strength, and they will immediately regain their full efficacy.
"This, this, this, the flesh is not rotten for ten thousand years, and a demigod-level powerhouse can barely do it.
However, after so many years of dissipation, the body still maintains a certain degree of activity, how strong are they" Lin Feiqian beckoned to his two daughters in shock, Lin Bule and Lin Lele also came over cautiously, they looked at the wounds on these two people, and at the same time they were so shocked that they almost held their breath.
"It's too powerful, it's too terrifying" Lin Lele narrowed his eyes: "It's a pity that I'm not a necromancer, otherwise I would turn their corpses into undead knights, what a powerful warrior this would be, well, the existence of these corpses can't let those little girls of the Yin family know." ” Lin Feiqian laughed: "Of course I can't let them know, otherwise it won't be cheap for them, but these corpses won't be wasted, I went to the Yin family to ask for some god-level scrolls that summon the undead, and I can still transform them into undead warriors who are loyal to you." ” Once Lin Qi saw those soldiers who died in battle in front of Heavenly Mountain, Lin Qi's choice was to bury the bodies of those loyal warriors who he was sure to be the ancestors of the Lin family.
As for the other warriors who Lin Qi did not know about loyalty, treachery, good and evil, Lin Qi did not disturb their peaceful sleep.
But the choice of Lin Feiqian's father and daughter is to make the corpses of these human powerhouses who have been dead for countless years, whether they are good or bad, into undead warriors.
In order to enhance his strength, in order to let himself have more right to speak, there is something that Lin Feiqian can't do and dare not do Casually pushing the two corpses that had been standing for an unknown number of years to the ground, Lin Feiqian was not interested in checking their identity plates to determine their names, he just walked slowly towards Thor's hammer greedily step by step, he opened his hands, as if to embrace this huge magical primeval magic device.
Just as Lin Feiqian was about to walk to the base of Thor's hammer and stepped on the high steps on the base, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the room.
The voice muttered something in some extremely ancient language, and listening to his tone, he was asking Lin Feiqian about them Lin Feiqian and the others all stood stunned in place, there were still people in this ruins Glancing around cautiously, Lin Feiqian frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Who is it?"
The voice rang out again, this time repeating the question he had asked before, but his tone had become much quicker and more harsh.
At the same time, the huge hall was suddenly shrouded in a faint red light representing danger, and there were strange clicks and sounds from the dome of the hall, several shapes similar to Thor's hammer, but the size was much smaller, only a few meters long purple magic guide surged out from the dome of Guanghua, locking Lin Feiqian and his party.
A deadly sense of crisis enveloped Lin Feiqian's heart, and he really felt the threat of death.
He slowly raised his foot, wanting to take a step back, but a very thin purple light suddenly grazed his toes, and with a snort, the purple light left a faint red mark on the ground, and the air near that little red suddenly heated up rapidly.
Whew, just by the heat wave brought by this purple light, the front hem of Lin Feiqian's robe and his boots burst into flames.
Lin Feiqian was so frightened that his soul flew into the sky, his robes and boots were all demigods engraved with a powerful defensive magic array, the purple light did not hit his body, but just grazed his toes and shot over, and actually ignited two top-level demigods If he is hit by this purple light, he will definitely die, even Lin Feiqian, who has reached the peak strength of the median god, can't help but have such a thought at this moment, if he is really hit, he will definitely die Cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and Lin Feiqian looked at the small magic guide above his head in horror that locked his body.
It was this magic guide that had just released a purple light that ignited his robes and boots.
After swallowing a mouthful of spit with difficulty, Lin Feiqian laughed dryly: "Here, there seems to be someone, someone is in control" The low, hoarse voice repeated his first question, but this time his tone became more stern, and a sense of murder came over his face.
The red light in the hall became even dimmer, and a high-frequency flicker began.
The rapidly flickering red light made Lin Feiqian's father and daughter and many of the tiger guards they brought with them feel that something was wrong.
But that question, the language used in that voice, Lin Feiqian really couldn't understand it, he was so frightened that he just barely realized that he seemed to have heard similar syllables somewhere, but he really didn't understand what it meant At this moment, Lin Bule suddenly stepped forward and said a string of words in the same strange syllable.
Then that low and hoarse voice immediately sounded again, and this time even Lin Feiqian could hear it, his question had become a different one.
Lin Bule and this hoarse voice asked and answered, and they cooperated perfectly.
Lin Lele was stunned to see that he was usually silent, like an ice sculpture sister.
After a long time, she suddenly shouted: "This is the ancestral family prayer, this is the family prayer, yes, this syllable, this is it...
This, this, this ... ” Lin Feiqian was also suddenly excited, and he finally remembered when and where he had heard such a syllable.
This is the syllable in the secret family prayer of the Tiger Clan, that low and hoarse voice obviously does not belong to humans, his pronunciation is too stiff, too rigid, so although his pronunciation is exactly the same as the first sentence of the family prayer, but Lin Feiqian has not come back to his senses.
But Lin Bule obviously reacted much faster, after she found out that it was a family prayer, and then saw the terrifying power of that purple light, she immediately used the content of the family prayer to answer the voice question.
After asking and answering, after answering questions and answers dozens of times, I only heard a click, and a thin gap opened in the mirror-like ground under Lin Bule's feet, and then slowly slid a small passage to both sides.
A silver-gray metal puppet with a delicate and cute shape and an anthropomorphic baby face flew out of the passage silently, dozens of extremely thin metal hairsprings poked out of his body, and then slowly probed towards Lin Bule.
Lin Bule clenched the hilt of his sword, as if he had discovered Lin Bule's nervousness, the metal puppet muttered and muttered, the language he used was the same language in the family prayer that Lin Bule had just recited, but no one present could understand it.
Lin Feiqian looked at the metal puppet nervously, and he said in a low voice: "Don't be happy, don't act rashly, see what he wants to do." ” Lin Bule froze in place, she looked at the metal puppet no more than the size of a fist in horror, watching the gossamer slowly wrap around her head, and then slowly insert it from her scalp.
There was a slight pain on his scalp, and then Lin Bule quickly felt that there seemed to be some kind of magical power, and he was flipping through some things in his head.
A drop of crimson blood was drawn from Lin Bule's body, and was sucked into the metal puppet's body along a metal hairspring.
The metal golem's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and then his voice suddenly changed to the standard lingua franca of the Western continent.
"Dear Eastern Theater of Operations, Lord Lin Bule, Commander-in-Chief Command Authority, welcome to Thor's Hammer Base 3522.
I'm Thor, the base control core. ” After a pause, the guy who called himself Thor said slowly: "I can't contact the Thor base, I can't contact any commander in the Western Theater, according to the wartime emergency operation regulations, I will transfer some control authority to you of the 3522 base."
Now, do you have any orders?"
Without waiting for the stunned Lin Bule to speak, Thor had already continued to take care of himself and said, "I must remind you that the 3522 Thor's Hammer is damaged by 37.45%, and it can only exert 572% of its strongest attack power.
At the same time, the base reserve parts have all been consumed, and the base energy reserves...
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Uh, the base has zero energy reserves" Sighing softly, Thor said very humanely: "Please replenish the necessary maintenance parts for the base as soon as possible, reserve enough energy, and provide enough combat soldiers."
According to the standard configuration of the 3522 base, the base needs 10,000 internal guards, 200,000 mobile support soldiers, and a special strike team of 300 people. ” Lin Bule was stunned and sighed.
Thor said in a heavy tone: "According to the standard subordination model of the theater, there are 10,000 internal garrisons, and they must have an average of four-star warrior and above combat strength; There are 200,000 soldiers in the mobile support resource, and it is necessary to have an average two-star warrior-level combat force; A 300-person special strike squad must have an average combat force of two stars above the royal level. ” Coughing lightly, Lin Feiqian, who had the peak strength of the middle god, asked softly, "My strength is equivalent to" Thor snorted disdainfully: "Four-star royal soldier, you are qualified enough to become a qualified soldier in the internal garrison of the 3522 base."
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