Chapter 1801

Have all the forbidden troops on this level died in battle?

Lin Beichen's mood became complicated.

He thought of something.

The entire Emperor's Temple has a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.

Could it be that in each layer, a race from the past is being suppressed?

The prison of all races!

Could it be that all races are really suppressed here?

Thinking of this, Lin Beichen's mood became even more complicated.

call out.

Several dazzling purple streams of light in the distance broke through the layers of blockades and rushed towards the winding and dilapidated ancient road.

He is a strong man from the beginning of demons.

The fanatical believers suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

The one-armed, one-eyed old guard smiled faintly and continued to move forward without any intention of taking action.

Boo hoo hoo.

Dozens of sword lights instantly shot up from the broken weapons in front of the tombstones on the roadside. With unparalleled evil aura, they turned into sword nets all over the sky. In an instant, they strangled the first demon warriors and turned into blood all over the sky. rain!

It's the late strong man from the Forbidden Army!

Lin Beichen and other fanatical believers exclaimed together.

Everyone understood at this moment that the will of those strong Forbidden Army men who had died in the battle had not dissipated and was still imprinted on the void of the ancient road, guarding this only safe road and not allowing any foreign enemies to invade.

What kind of fighting will is this.

Even if the body is decayed and broken, the will is still imprinted in the void.

Even death cannot take away their fighting spirit.

Lin Beichen couldn't help but stop.

He bowed deeply to the tombstones on both sides of the ancient road.

Infected by his action, other fanatical believers also imitated and saluted the powerful Forbidden Army men who died in battle.

The old pawn with one arm and one eye showed a trace of relief on his face, and then urged directly: "Let's go, they are already piles of dead bones, and there is nothing worth worshiping... Send the tribute to His Majesty as soon as possible." , is the most important thing.”

Everyone quickened their pace.

After a stick of incense, it came to an end.

The old pawn slashed out with the broken knife in his hand and opened a door in the void.

On the other side of the door is a black corridor.

"Let's go."

he urged the crowd.

The young man in white led the fanatical believers into the passage behind the door.

Lin Beichen entered the passage, looked back at the old soldier, and said, "Senior, do you have anything to say that you would like me to report to Your Majesty?"

The old pawn lowered his head and remained slightly silent.

Before the door was completely closed, he said: "I hope my emperor will know that the Secret War Department of the Forbidden Army has been fighting for 30,000 years and has fulfilled its mission."

The words fell.

The door is completely closed.

Lin Beichen and others were silent in the black passage.

Many fanatical believers obviously didn't know that there was such a secret hidden in the Emperor's Temple, and they were all shocked.

"You talk too much."

The young man in white looked at Lin Beichen and said, "When we enter this place, our only mission is to deliver the tribute to His Majesty. As for the rest, we should not ask or cannot ask... Do you understand?"

Lin Beichen nodded and did not refute.

This young man in white is the leader of the fanatical believers and should know some information.

These tributes are not particularly valuable in the imperial capital. The top ancestral families can all use this wealth, and it only plays a symbolic role in the entire Christmas ceremony.

But from the mouths of the Forbidden Army soldiers, we learned that these tributes were extremely important to the emperor.

I'm afraid there is something weird in this.

"continue."

The young man in white led the fanatical believers to move forward.

Soon we arrived at the third floor.

Use the key to open the door on the third floor and enter a world of airspace shrouded in white clouds.

The prison of all races.

Which clan is imprisoned on this level?

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds ahead broke.

An ancient bronze ship floated in the sky.

The sail on the ship is painted with two ancient characters——

Tracer.

The Emperor's Custodes, Tracer Warhead.

"You are finally here."

A voice came.

Lin Beichen looked along the sound, his heart beating wildly.

But he saw a man tied up with black chains on the mast, a mutilated man without arms and legs.

He was wearing the armor of the ancient Forbidden Army, his hair was as pale as snow, but his eyes were like two bright suns. He released a powerful pressure, looked at everyone, and said: "I am Zhou Zhou, the navigator of the 'Floating Cloud', please upload it. "

The young man in white waved his hand, and the fanatical believers boarded the ship with tributes.

Clinking clang.

The black chains that tied Zhou Zhou to the mast stirred and vibrated. A stream of energy flowed out of his body and poured into the ancient bronze ship, urging the ancient ship to break through the clouds and accelerate its flight.

Lin Beichen observed carefully.

It was discovered that there was only navigator Zhou Zhou on this ancient ship, and no other Forbidden Forces were seen.

Along the way, no enemies of the Forbidden Army were seen.

"Senior, who is the alien race that suppresses this world?"

Lin Beichen asked again.

He completely ignored the warning of the young man in white.

"This is the third level of the Prison of All Races, which suppressed the Yu Clan among all races in the past."

Zhou Zhou was physically disabled, but he was very easy-going. He smiled and explained: "In ancient times, the Yu clan was once a powerful clan among all clans. They were naturally powerful, with wings on their backs. They fed on humans and enslaved hundreds of millions of our clan. People, your majesty will go on an expedition to defeat them, contain them and suppress them here, and I, the Tracer War Department, will be responsible for their imprisonment..."

Feather clan?

Could it be the legendary Birdman?

He ignored the frequent glances of the young man in white to stop him and said: "Senior, in this prison of all races, is it possible that every level of this prison is suppressing an alien race?"

Zhou Zhou said: "That's true."

Lin Beichen said: "Why didn't we kill all these tribes during the expedition, but imprison them in this prison?"

Zhou Zhou smiled and said: "Perhaps it is because all races have inherited the prehistoric universe and are difficult to completely eradicate. Perhaps it is because of other reasons... Only Your Majesty knows these."

Seeing Zhou Zhou's attitude was so good, Lin Beichen couldn't help but ask more questions.

"Why did senior tie himself to the mast?"

he asked again.

Zhou Zhou said: "All my limbs were chopped off by the strong men of the Feather Clan and cannot regenerate. I have become a useless person. Only by tying myself to this mast and becoming one with the ancient ship can I drive the ancient ship."

When Lin Beichen heard this, he was in awe.

Later, through Zhou Zhou's narration, everyone also learned that the forbidden army in the third level, just like the second level, took the initiative to launch an attack on the Yu tribe one year before the tribute arrived, opening up a path. Safe waterway.

In this way, everyone successfully passed the third floor.

When the door closed, the man who tied himself to the mast smiled and sent everyone away. That scene was deeply imprinted in Lin Beichen's mind.

He had many questions in his mind.

According to legend, the Emperor's Imperial Guard, invincible across the universe and galaxies, turned out to be 'jailers', guarding the aliens in the Prison of All Races to prevent them from going out to harm the human race.

But since it is a prison, why are there no various instruments of torture?

When the emperor imprisoned these people here, didn't he consider setting up some special formations or suppression methods so that these alien races could no longer threaten the imperial army?

Within the first three floors, the war between the aliens and the Forbidden Army was so brutal and cruel. If this continues, wouldn't it be possible for the aliens to break out one day?

And does the betrayal of the saint back then have something to do with this prison of all races?

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