Chapter 1649

Chapter 1,371 Ancient images, damn curiosity

The war will not end, but the soul will never die.

Under the illumination of the immortal flame, the fire of these warriors' souls has not been extinguished for countless years.

The light on the stone tablet gradually weakened, and when it was about to disappear, a ray of red light finally flew into Lin Moyu's body.

This ray of red light was so fast that Lin Moyu had no time to react.

The red light penetrated directly into the body and then disappeared.

Lin Moyu's body suddenly became lighter, and he felt that some kind of restriction disappeared.

Then, his body automatically floated in mid-air.

"Can you fly?"

Lin Moyu realized that the air restrictions on him in this world had disappeared.

When Wei Wei thought about Lin Moyu, he knew that it was because he colored the words on the stone tablet.

The swamp is the tomb, and the stone tablet is actually the tombstone.

Coloring the inscriptions on the tombstone is actually a form of respect for the deceased.

Lin Mo said that he was so blessed that he had done these things and was recognized.

Lin Moyu bowed slightly towards the tombstone. No matter what the reason was for the war in ancient times, he had nothing to do with it.

Right and wrong have nothing to do with me. Countless years have passed and there is no need to worry about these.

Lin Moyu only saw the images of that year, and was shocked by the integrity of the soldiers, and was infected by the spirit of sacrificing himself for the legion general.

And they are loyal to their masters. Even if they die in battle, they will still wait for their masters to return for hundreds of millions of years after their death.

After taking everything into consideration, Lin Moyu spoke from the bottom of his heart and bowed slightly to the tombstone.

Including the coloring of the inscriptions before, it was also done from the heart.

After doing all this, Lin Moyu looked into the distance.

In that direction, the Death Knight once again discovered a giant swamp.

Needless to say, there must be similar tombstones in the swamp.

Lin Moyu turned into a stream of light and shot away.

Halfway through, he released more death knights and flew across the vast land, looking for more giant swamps.

From the picture just now, we can see that this first group army is composed of a full 100 teams.

After the Hundred Squadrons died in battle, their generals sacrificed themselves, and the Hundred Squadrons all returned.

In other words, there will be 100 giant swamps in the Netherworld Swamp.

Xu Qingyang's soul should be hidden in one of the tombstones in the giant swamp.

Fortunately, we can fly now, which brings a lot of convenience, and the search speed can also be much faster.

A stream of light flew in this world of gray and black, and the scenery below quickly swept away and disappeared from sight.

Soon, Lin Moyu came to the second swamp and rushed towards it without saying a word.

A few seconds later, Lin Moyu stopped in front of the huge tombstone.

"The Netherworld Legion, the First Army, the Tomb of the Eighth Team¨". "

There is an inscription engraved on the tombstone, from the third team to the eighth team.

After careful observation and confirming that there was no Xu Qingyang's soul in the tombstone, Lin Moyu used his soul to move the tombstone.

During the slight vibration, a large amount of black-red liquid emerged from under the tombstone.

Lin Moyu followed the same example and used a pointing pen to color the inscription on the tombstone.

Coloring the inscription is a form of respect for the deceased.

Lin Moyu applied it very steadily and evenly.

One big character after another was dyed black and red.

The soul felt the smell of blood. These black-red liquids were the essence and blood of powerful warriors in ancient times.

When all the words were painted with color, the tombstone also bloomed with a red light and shot straight into the sky, exactly the same as before.

Then Lin Moyu saw the previous image again, without any difference.

But the image could not be terminated, so Lin Moyu could only watch it patiently. Fortunately, it didn't last long, only two minutes.

But at the end of the video, the scene changed.

The general of the first group army, his heroic spirit is immortal and he stands proudly in the world, and his voice is thunderous.

"The place where the bones are buried, the immortal fire will shine forever. Wait for the master to return, and then fight the galaxy again!"

Flesh and blood rise to the sky, echoing it.

The previous image ended abruptly, but now, it continues.

A gap suddenly appeared in the sky, as if someone was forcibly tearing the sky apart. Lin Moyu even heard the squeaking sound when the sky was torn apart.

The scene suddenly stopped again and disappeared.

Lin Moyu couldn't help but feel curious, who tore the sky apart? Was it the enemy who was chasing them?

How should we deal with the generals who only have heroic spirits left, and the soldiers who have turned into blood and mud?

Lin Moyu continued to move forward into the next giant swamp without even thinking about it.

Maybe the answer lies in the next tombstone.

Swamp after swamp was discovered and tombstones were recovered.

Lin Moyu kept coloring the words on the tombstone and repeatedly saw images from ancient times.

He found that the image records of each tombstone had its strengths and weaknesses.

It was even less than twenty seconds, and only recorded the scene when the soldiers had just returned.

The long one also stopped after the sky tore apart, making it impossible for him to see what was happening behind him.

Although I already have some guesses in my mind, guesses are just guesses and may not be correct.

Gradually, Lin Moyu also discovered a pattern.

The tombstone with a higher team number will record more complete images.

Moreover, the tombstones with higher team numbers are deeper into the land and closer to the center.

After repeated confirmations, I found that this was indeed the case.

This also pointed out the direction for Lin Moyu. The number was the best guiding light. He only needed to walk towards the numbered highland.

There are a hundred teams in total, but they are only numbered from 1 to 100.

Curiosity became more and more intense, and Lin Moyu wanted to know what happened next.

At the same time, the search for Xu Qingyang has not stopped. Anyway, we don’t know which stone tablet Xu Qingyang is hidden in, so no matter where we look, the probability is the same, it’s just luck.

Two days later, Lin Moyu came to a tombstone.

The appearance and size of the tombstone are the same as those I have seen before. The only difference is the number on the inscription.

"｀々Netherworld Legion, First Army, Tomb of the 82nd Team."

"This is the thirty-sixth tombstone. I hope I can make some new discoveries."

Skillfully activate the tombstone, color the inscription, and watch the images recorded in the tombstone.

After watching the nearly identical image thirty-six times, I finally made some progress this time.

After the sky was torn apart, two huge palms came in.

The two palms held each other backhand, as if they were holding an invisible crack in the sky, and then pulled hard.

With a crash, the opening in the sky instantly expanded countless times.

The general's heroic spirit simultaneously raised the sword in his hand and let out a roar.

The picture stopped and disappeared again, and Lin Moyu couldn't help but sigh (Zhao), "This ability to seduce people's appetites is really amazing."

It’s an uncomfortable feeling to have your curiosity piqued over and over again but never get the real answer.

The red light gradually extinguished, and just as Lin Moyu was about to leave, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. He saw an object standing at the bottom of the tombstone.

After the red light of the tombstone faded, the black-red blood at the bottom was like an ebbing tide, revealing a large area of ​​bloody mud.

Only then was the object revealed. It was at the bottom of the tombstone, right next to it, half of it sunk in the bloody mud.

This was something that obviously did not belong to the Netherworld Swamp. Lin Moyu stretched out his hand and sucked it into the palm of his hand.

The items were stained with black and red blood. Lin Moyu reached out and wiped them away, erasing the blood.

The item is a rectangular box, only as small as the palm of your hand, very delicate, and looks like a female item.

It was originally hidden at the bottom of the tombstone and was not revealed until I finished painting it and viewed the video.