Chapter 762: Goddess Sylvia

In the rainstorm, on the huge wall.

Six figures climbed up and stood on the wide wall. The burly man and the fat man gently put a seven or eight-meter-long oval metal ball in their hands on the ground. This metal ball is like a mango, oblate There are many solidified gray shells on the surface. After the washing of the heavy rain, pieces of bright silver metal are exposed. There are streamlined metal patterns on the metal surface, which looks very simple.

"Brother, let's inspect the goods!" the graceful woman said to the crooked old man.

The stooped old man looked around and said, "It's raining too much here. If the coffin is opened, the god's corpse will be easily polluted. Find a clean place first."

"Then let's go to the outer wall area and find a place to settle down first."

"They probably won't chase here at the moment, even if they do, they won't be afraid, as long as the god corpse is in hand, they will come and kill one by one!"

"Row."

A few people quickly made a decision, carried the coffin, and galloped along the wall. After a while, they came to a village on the outskirts of the outer wall area and sneaked into the home of a farmer.

The torrential rain poured down, and the thunder flashed, occasionally illuminating the sky and the earth.

In the spacious hall, the farmer and his wife fell to the ground, their necks were bent at ninety degrees, and their necks were broken. Their two daughters, who were studying medical books in the bedroom, also fell on the desk and the ground, mouth overflowing The blood, the same broken neck, came from the same person.

Soon there were only the old man and others left in the whole house.

They moved the elliptical metal ball to the farmer's cowshed. The cowshed is so big that it can accommodate a huge metal ball. All the cows inside were shot to death and piled up in a corner of the cowshed. Six people surrounded the metal ball. The rickety old man reached out to stroke the dirt on the surface of the metal ball, wiped it clean, and soon found a gap smaller than a hair on the edge of the metal ball.

In addition, in the middle of this gap, there is a square raised metal plate.

The crooked old man frowned. The shape of this divine coffin was completely different from the fake one they seized earlier. It didn't look like a coffin at all, and there were no epic scenes engraved on the surface with fierce battles between the Goddess of War and monsters. It was too ordinary and low-key.

"Brother, how do you open this thing?"

"Is this a lock?"

The burly and fat man looked at the weird shape of this thing, and felt a little helpless.

The rickety old man thought for a moment, and tried to move his palm against the metal plate, but the metal plate was firmly fixed. Just as he was about to stop, suddenly, the metal ball trembled, making several people jump. I was injured by the poison gas released from the fake product for the first time, and suffered a lot, leaving a lot of shadows.

Just as the stooped old man withdrew his palm, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from behind the metal plate. The language the six of them had never heard before was spoken by this female voice.

When they heard the female voice appear, the six of them backed away in fright, their faces full of terror.

The stooped old man was also terrified, and looked at the metal ball in shock. Could it be that the sound came from the goddess of war inside?

Is she not dead?

The fat man, the graceful woman, and the others thought the same way. They looked at each other, and they could see the disbelief in each other's eyes.

You know, this Goddess of War is more than three hundred years ago, how could she still be alive? And if they were really alive, how could they be allowed to enter this divine wall?

This melodious female voice repeated the weird language before, and then beeped twice, the metal plate lit up with red light, and then the voice sank.

The rickety old man waited for about ten minutes until the sound didn't sound again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, but found that his back was soaked. He turned his head to look at the graceful woman, and said, "Is it a living thing inside?"

The graceful woman shook her head slightly. When the female voice sounded earlier, she immediately sensed it with her ability, "There is no life response."

"Big, big brother, didn't the wall master say that this Valkyrie Silvia died long ago?" the sixth son with his cheeks shattered trembled.

The crooked old man stared at the coffin for a while, then said in a low voice, "You step back one after another."

Hearing the words, several people immediately retreated a certain distance.

The crooked old man cautiously stepped forward and raised his hand to slap the metal ball. He slapped it several times, but there was no response from it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It seems that this should be something similar to the phonograph of the master, which left her previous voice here, and it is not her speaking."

The others breathed a sigh of relief, and thought the same thing. If this Valkyrie was still alive, they would probably be able to kill them easily with a lift of a finger. How could they be allowed to mess around like this?

The crooked old man stepped forward to look carefully, and after some consideration, he took out his saber and scratched along the small gap on the edge of the metal ball. After repeated failed attempts, the blade finally cut into the gap, and he immediately pried it upwards.

Click!

The metal sphere made a cracking sound and loosened slightly upwards.

Seeing the effect, the stooped old man adjusted the blade and used the same method to pry it open in other positions.

Ten minutes later, the small gap outside the metal ball had become half a centimeter wide. The crooked old man melted his saber and entered the state of a demon body. .

With a hiss, a burst of hoarfrost-like cold air gushed out.

The cold air was exactly the same as the fake god coffin before, and the old man shrank his pupils and hurriedly backed away. Soon, the cold air permeated and gradually spread, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Even the torrential rain that fell on the cowshed suddenly became lighter, because the white cold air was adsorbed on the roof of the cowshed and condensed. It formed a thick sheet of cold crystals. If the six of them stood outside the cowshed and looked at it, they would have noticed that the rainwater falling on the cowshed would freeze into ice as soon as it splashed away.

The temperature in the entire bullpen dropped rapidly below freezing.

The cold air spread more and more widely, and the rainwater flowing from the edge of the cowshed turned into ice cones, and the whole cowshed was quickly frozen into an ice room, including the dead cows piled up in the corner, all of them were stiff and bleeding out. Blood freezes into ice.

After a while, when the cold air had dissipated, the crooked old man who retreated outside the cowshed tentatively reached out to touch a little bit of the free cold air. He only felt his fingertips were cold, but other than that, he had no other discomfort.

He tried again and again, and finally came to the conclusion that the cold air this time was different from the last time, it was not extremely poisonous, it was just a simple cold air.

After knowing that the cold air was not poisonous, he immediately rushed into the cowshed, but just in case, he still held his breath, and looked in front of the opened oval metal sphere, only to see a faint white air floating inside, hazy A snow-white naked body with perfect proportions lay inside, as if sleeping.

When he saw the face of this body, he breathed a sigh of relief. This appearance is consistent with the mission information he received. This is the goddess Sylvia! His eyes fell on her body, she was completely naked, without any cover, including the hidden parts of her lower body, but there was no lust in his eyes, and instead he looked more and more horrified.

There is no trace of life on the body of the goddess Sylvia, she is undoubtedly dead! However, the skin of her corpse is more lustrous than that of a living person, and it is as tender as fat. It is reasonable to say that it has been more than three hundred years, even if it does not rot, it is at least a mummy, but this Sylvia's corpse is like a sleeping creature People, the skin is not half wrinkled!

This can be explained by the cold air, but another point makes him feel unbelievable, that is, the lower body of Sylvia from the waist down is not the structure of human legs, but a vomitous hideous mass The limbs are weird and ugly, in sharp contrast with her flawless upper body, the upper body is like a god, but the lower body is like a ghost in hell!

He stared blankly, staring at it for a long time because he was engrossed in it. Suddenly, he seemed to see the closed eyes of the god corpse open. They were a pair of extremely deep but extremely bright eyes, as if containing The endless starry sky, high above, full of sacred, but emotionless eyes, is looking down on her. Compared with her indifferent eyes, her cheeks seem to be smiling, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised. The facial expression made her instantly dazzling, full of irresistible seductive charm, and extremely feminine.

And the group of disgustingly ugly limbs under her also seemed to be twisting slightly, trying to climb out of the metal sphere.

"No!!" The rickety old man yelled violently, and took a few steps back.

The things he saw suddenly disappeared, like a fantasy, and everything returned to what he saw before. Sylvia in the metal ball was still lying quietly, with her eyes closed, as if she was in a deep sleep. The terrifying limbs of the lower body also maintained the previous posture without any change, but the previous fantasy scene still lingered in his mind for a long time.

His face was pale, panting heavily, and he had the urge to flee from this place immediately.

"Brother!"

"What's wrong, big brother!"

The fat man, the graceful woman and the others rushed in when they heard the sound, but they were startled when they saw the appearance of the rickety old man. They saw him as if he had experienced a fierce battle. In the middle of the day, he was sweating profusely and panting rapidly.

"It's okay." The stooped old man took a breath, and slowly calmed down his violently beating heart. He still felt palpitations in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at the sacred and evil body in one. courage to support.

However, from this, he can be sure that this corpse is not a fake, but a real god's corpse!

"Is this the God of War family?"

"Her body structure, how could..."

The graceful woman and the others also noticed Sylvia in the metal ball, and when they saw the terrifying structure of her lower body, their expressions suddenly changed.

The stooped old man took a deep breath and said, "Don't stare too much, this thing is a bit strange, no wonder it can suppress the god wall even after death."

"Ah!" With a scream, the burly man took a few steps back, his legs trembled slightly, his head was sweating profusely, and his eyes were full of horror.

Seeing his appearance, the crooked old man knew that he was probably the same as himself. He saw a terrifying fantasy. He stepped forward and pushed up the other half of the metal sphere and covered it, covering up Sylvia's beautiful face in the sphere. At that moment, he seemed to see her eyes open, his heart trembled, he didn't dare to think too much, he quickly fastened the metal ball, and even regretted why he opened it.

"Now that the corpse is in hand, brother, what shall we do next?"

"Follow the previous plan." The crooked old man gritted his teeth.

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Ulita quickly climbed to the huge wall, looked at the muddy water left on the wall, and knew that the intruders had come here before, she looked around, but did not see the follow-up footprints and traces, as for the smell, it had already been washed away by the heavy rain. No trace, and she's not very good at scent tracking.

"Have you escaped from the huge wall yet..." She looked at the vast hunting area outside the wall ahead, and could vaguely see some huge monster figures crawling in the rain. Her face was ugly and she clenched her teeth.

After a while, several figures flew over, but they were generals, all of whom had the power of pioneers.

"Your Highness, have you found them?"

Ulita shook her head slightly. The anger in her eyes had already calmed down. She was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Call out people immediately and prepare for a full-scale search. We must find them before they enter the abyss area!"

Several generals looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately agreed.

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"What a heavy rain..." Du Dian stood by the window, looking at the cloudy sky, and occasionally heard a few thunderclaps, like the angry roar of the gods, "Such heavy rain should be able to cover the entire giant wall range..."

"Master." Noyce came outside the temple and called out.

Du Dian turned around and said, "Come in."

Noyce stepped over the threshold, walked quickly into the hall, and said to Du Dian: "A letter from the royal city in the inner wall area, calling you and Her Highness Hailisa."

Du Dian was slightly stunned, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said, "I see."

Noyce hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Master, are they planning to deal with you and call you over on purpose?"

"I don't know." Du Dian shook his head slightly, glanced at the sky outside, and said, "I hope they won't be so stupid."

After putting on the split battle armor, Du Dian took some combat items with him, and left the temple alone, heading to the inner wall area. Today, he asks himself that if he meets an inner barren master, even if he can't beat him, he can escape from his hands and go back to the inner wall area. The outer wall area, after all, the distance is not far away, unless they set up a trap early, but in this case, even if Hai Lisha went together, it would be of no avail.

After a while, Du Dian arrived at Wangcheng in the inner wall area.

He didn't go directly to the palace, but observed the outside for a while, and saw that there were many figures with powerful heat gathered inside, including four figures with heat at the Inner Desolation level, and he knew all the four figures at the Inner Desolation level. I saw it during the siege in the Pagle Mountains, and they were members of the three major demon hunting families.

"It seems that something happened." He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Wang Cheng probably wouldn't set up such a big game just to deal with him, and even if Wang Cheng did it for this purpose, he was sure to survive because he controlled Wang Cheng Never dare to move his chips. For more exciting novels from rw, welcome to visit our reading institute