"The Palace of the Gods is not a prison. The eight ancient monsters may really be suppressed here, but it would be a big mistake to conclude that it is a prison based only on murals and conjectures," said nonsense.
Fore Anderson, who proposed the prison theory, was not convinced and asked: "Then what do you think it is and what is your basis?"
"Look there," Hu Yan pointed to the third mural. The huge creature with nine tails, like a dog and a fox, was walking in the mountains and rivers. In front of it was a palace towering into the clouds.
Everyone was puzzled and waited for him to continue.
"I have two points to refute you, proving that the Pantheon Palace is not a prison." Hu Yan said solemnly: "One: It entered the Pantheon Palace on its own. If the Pantheon Palace was a prison, would the criminal go in on his own?"
Obviously not. The ancient demons are a powerful and intelligent race, and they cannot be regarded as uncivilized beasts. Will intelligent creatures fall into a trap
"Two: If it's a prison, why does it open from time to time? It can't be someone who is released after serving his sentence."
Fore Anderson had nothing to say. If it were a prison, the phenomenon of the Pantheon opening from time to time was truly unexplainable.
Hu Yan took a deep breath and said in a strange voice: "Look carefully at this painting. Does it look like us?"
He was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, and the faces of those who understood became weird.
In the mural, it actively enters the Palace of the Gods and heads towards the Palace of the Gods. Isn't it them? They are everyone in the blood world today, flocking to the Palace of the Gods.
"Are the ancient demons...the same as us?" Eva Cape swallowed her saliva.
This conclusion is a bit scary. The Pantheon Palace is shrouded in mystery, and the outside world speculates that it is the relic of an ancient demon. But now it seems that it is not that simple. Even the ancient demons from ancient times are flocking to it and can't wait to enter the Palace of the Gods, just like these "mortals" who are thinking about the treasures of the Palace of the Gods.
This is equivalent to elevating the meaning of the Pantheon Palace infinitely, and the level will be different.
"This is very dangerous, and it's not a place we should come in." Hu Yan's breathing became rapid, and he expressed his conjecture: "The Palace of the Gods opens regularly. We don't know why it opens, but the people who enter the Palace of the Gods open it. The eight ancient demons know."
"Countless years ago, they entered the Palace of the Gods and fell inside. Now, the Palace of the Gods has been opened again. No matter what the reason was for it to be opened, it was not opened for us."
Everyone thought for a moment and shuddered.
The Palace of the Gods existed in the ancient times. It was opened in that era, and then the ancient demons entered the Palace of the Gods, and ended up falling here. Now it's on again... ..
It sounds terrible. Will everyone who enters the Palace of the Gods follow in the footsteps of the ancient demon
Even the powerful ancient demon died here, and these people have no confidence that they can rival the ancient demon.
"You are worrying too much," Wright Green shrugged after thinking: "The demon Wangchen has entered the Palace of All Gods before, twice. Twenty years ago, the descendants of the Li family also entered the Palace of All Gods. It was different. Did you come out alive?"
Everyone nodded slightly.
"I don't know how the Demon Dao came out alive, but Li Wuxiang's ending was not very good. Do you still remember how Li Wuxiang died?"
"I was forced to death by you people from the blood world." Eva Cape teased.
"But in fact, he doesn't have to die at all. He is half-step to the extreme, and he also has a master of the extreme, an invincible and unparalleled fighting spirit. But he chose to die. Rather than being surrounded by greedy blood descendants, he died. It’s better to say it’s suicide.”
Hu Yan glanced at everyone, "Then the question is, why did he commit suicide. The only possibility is that it has something to do with the Palace of the Gods. This place is too dangerous."
He pointed to the mural on the wall, "How could something from eighty years ago be painted on the wall? Who painted it? Have you ever thought about this question? The danger has never gone away. Eighty years ago, what happened to the evil way? To trap so many blood descendants of the Aoki family?"
A chill rose from everyone's tail vertebrae, crawled along the spine to the top of the head, and the scalp was numb.
"Leave here, leave here as soon as possible, uncle, we don't want that thing anymore." Aoki Yui's pretty face turned pale slightly.
After changing his expression several times, Aoki Takuya nodded.
Things are different from what they thought. What they dream of may not be worth mentioning to the Pantheon Palace. This place has a bigger secret, but this secret is not something they can peep into.
"Whether you want to leave or not, I have to leave anyway." Li Peiyun was the quickest to be intimidated. He entered the Palace of the Gods mainly to gain experience, which is similar to traveling. As for what he can gain in the Palace of the Gods, it depends on luck. Not force.
At this time, I was shocked to realize the hidden properties of the Pantheon Palace, and my first reaction was to leave. Whoever wants to stay here to die is free. It's best for me to take action.
He sprinted a few steps, stepped on the wall, rose into the sky lightly, then grabbed the chain and climbed up quickly.
The God of War gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck," and climbed up.
The people of the Soul-Destroying Alliance thought for a while and chose to leave here first. Treasure hunting was a secondary task, and the main task was to kill Wushuang war spirits. Now we can only hope that the people in Baoze are intelligent enough. As long as they are not stupid, they should be able to think of exchanging keys.
A key can only open one door, and one door alone is obviously not enough to unlock the true face of the Pantheon Palace.
Eva Capet and other leaders took their people out of the bottom of the pool.
The Thai woman holding the baby glanced at the crowd above her head, and then at the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance who stayed at the bottom of the pool. After a moment of thought, she followed the people from the Soul-Destroying Alliance and left.
The big eagle girl grabbed the chain and was about to climb up. She turned around and saw the emperor standing still. She shouted: "Emperor, aren't you leaving?"
The other guardians then looked at their emperor.
"Come here." Huang's voice was cold and crisp. She took out a metal bucket and a large writing brush half a person's height from her wallet. The guardians returned blankly and gathered around her.
She pointed at the tin bucket and ordered: "Fill the bucket with your blood."
The right protector was puzzled and asked: "Why, what do you want to do?"
"Talk a lot, do as you're told."
"oh... ."
The emperor is very domineering and does not like his subordinates to have any doubts or questions about his orders. He is the female version of a domineering president. Sometimes everyone was in a meeting, and Hu Yan was talking at the meeting, and Huang listened carefully, but in fact she had already made a decision. She listened carefully, just to show that she was a leader who was willing to accept the opinions of her subordinates.
After chatting a lot of nonsense and looking at the emperor expectantly, the emperor would say coldly: I don’t think it’s possible.
What she thinks works is basically nonsense that coincides with her ideas, or some things that she doesn't even bother to care about.
Therefore, although they did not understand what it meant, the protectors obeyed the instructions honestly and cut the arteries in their wrists one after another, and streams of blood spilled into the iron bucket.
Not long after, the railway station was full.
The guardians took some potions to regain their strength. Even if they were as strong as them, they would inevitably feel a little dizzy after bleeding so much in one go.
Huang held the thick writing brush that was half a person's height, inserted it into the blood of Tietong, stirred it, and after absorbing enough blood with the brush, she drew "ink" on the edge of Tietong, and then she started to draw on the ground.
Twisted "ink marks" formed one after another, with strange shapes, like ghostly symbols.
Those twisted lines and patterns were confusing, but after looking at them for a long time, the guardians discovered that they contained some kind of pattern and were not meaningless ghost symbols.
Although they were very curious, no one took the risk to ask. Huang is a very domineering leader. When she is doing things and thinking, she doesn't like people to compare nonsense with her.
At first glance, he seems to be a leader with a terrible personality who is difficult to get along with. It is a fact that he has a terrible personality. Although everyone does not say it, they think so in their hearts. But he is definitely easy to get along with. When working under the emperor, you only need to remember one rule: the emperor is electricity, the emperor is light, and the emperor is the only myth.
You can get along like a fish in water in the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.
If you are willing to kneel down and lick the emperor's shoes, she will favor you even more...
Licking is a concept. In fact, the protectors are very willing to lick the emperor's shoes, but the emperor has never allowed anyone to lick his shoes.
While she was drawing, she suddenly stopped and stood motionless with a big brush in hand, her eyes serious.
After holding on for more than ten seconds, the right protector said cautiously: "Emperor?"
The right protector is the emperor's most loyal admirer. In ancient times, he was the dowry maid of the rich lady, and the loyal maid who was willing to follow the emperor all his life.
Huang ignored her, and flames appeared under his feet, crawling along the ground, burning those ghostly ink marks into black lines.
"It's embarrassing, I drew it wrong..." She whispered, stretched out her hand, the white palm turned into gray-brown flesh, and the ferocious blood vessels puffed out red light, like breathing: "Do you still remember the correct one? Do you want the unlocking code? Oh, I forgot, your will has been wiped out."
The red light in his blood vessels fluctuates, he is unconscious and unable to speak. It is also what the ancient demon left behind after his death. The slime in the little slave's body gave birth to spiritual intelligence, but this thing in her body has had its will wiped out and has been completely reduced to a tool.
... ...
Li Peiyun was the first to return to the Bronze Palace. He stood numbly by the pool. The scene outside caught him off guard.
Behind him, one, two, three... more than thirty people who went to the bottom of the pool returned to the Bronze Hall.
"Qiang!"
Gauss Kashub drew out the knight's sword from behind, and the scorching energy filled the thick sword body, twisting the burning air.
Almost at the same time, people who saw the scene in the Bronze Palace drew out their weapons and entered a state of alert.
In front of everyone's eyes were pieces of clothing scattered on the ground, as well as various items carried with them.
That was the number of people they left on guard, about twenty or so, but at this time, they disappeared, leaving only their clothes and belongings.
Li Peiyun's scalp went numb: "There is no Li Xianyu in our team."
The God of War was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I just said something was wrong here, and I ran into trouble when I came out," Li Peiyun said in a low voice, "This is obviously a benefit for Li Xianyu's teammates."
"..."
(End of chapter)