Chapter 1062 "Advent of the Myth: Babylon That Never Falls"
The jet-black streamer forms a deep passage.
Yi Lin arrived at the end stepping on the jet-black streamer.
A dark sky, no stars, no light.
From the depths of the unreachable sky, there are chains extending down.
At the end of the chain, there are narrow cages hanging.
The undead were curled up, hanging in the sky like humble prisoners.
"arrive!"
When Yi Lin opened his eyes, he found himself trapped in a cage. He didn't panic, let alone panic, and looked around the environment immediately.
All the undead are locked in cages.
Including Yi Lin. .
The narrow cage hangs in the sky, and it cannot touch the sky or touch the ground.
Yi Lin lowered her head, and there was a pitch-black mist under the cage, which looked a bit like an "abyss" where she would die if she fell into it.
Looking up, the cages are sparsely distributed, a hundred of them, and all the undead are in the cages with their heads down, unable to see their faces clearly.
The far end of the sky.
Four lights appeared.
Those four lights and shadows condensed into four seats with different styles in the sky.
Four seats are green, red, silver and black.
The green seats were rotting and fetid.
The red seat is as red as blood, full of murderous aura.
There are countless hideous weapons upside down on the silver seat, whoever sits will die.
There seems to be a dark mist lingering on the black seat, hazy.
There was nothing on the four seats, but Yi Lin just watched from the sidelines, and she could faintly feel that the four seats gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.
All the undead looked up and looked at the empty seat.
For a moment, there was no sound.
They all felt the coercion from the soul from the four seats.
Yi Lin gritted her teeth, suppressing the anger in her heart.
He knew very well what those four seats represented.
That is the source of all disasters.
Lord of Famine!
Lord of War!
Lord of Conquest!
Lord of Death!
The four rulers...arrived!
A series of illusory shadows, some resembling people, some resembling dogs, and some resembling monsters, appeared one after another.
Dim dots of light dotted the empty sky.
In a blink of an eye, the undead seemed to be surrounded by countless "people", and this place became a huge Colosseum. And the undead are all caged beasts in the Colosseum who are allowed to make fun of and laugh at others.
Those are the "gods" who participated in the game!
...
In the oppressive silence, four figures appeared on the four seats at the same time.
They are like kings, their tall bodies are like inviolable gods, overlooking the tiny beings.
The four masters stretched out their hands at the same time, and the voices of four different styles rang in the ears of all the undead at the same time.
The terrible pressure pressed all the undead into the cage.
Yi Lin knelt down involuntarily, like a humble reptile, and the bones all over her body made the sound of breaking.
...
【Small and humble dead...】
[Among them, four final winners will be determined. 】
【You will receive the gift of resurrection, and you will come again in the form of 'agents'. 】
【You will be my 'knights' and bring us 'victory'. 】
...
Zizizi——
Yi Lin's ears were bleeding.
It was an ear-piercing, inexplicable sound.
But that voice entered Yi Lin's mind, but it was automatically translated into words he could understand.
For gods and ants, language has never been an obstacle to communication.
That concludes the prologue.
The phantoms of the four masters raised their heads and looked towards the heights.
The voices of the four of them sounded again.
like lightning,
like thunder,
like the wind,
like a shower,
like a landslide,
Like a tsunami.
Their voices seem to gather all the "disasters" that small human beings can understand.
Streamers of various colors interweave in the empty sky.
The stream of light in the sky is fast and solidified, one brick and one tile, one tree and one grass.
The ten floors of land are pierced through the center by a huge pillar.
The ancient city walls are mottled with moss.
The decayed stone pillars are covered with dilapidated reliefs.
Headless knights patrol the city in groups.
Three giant dogs, burning raging fire all over, lay quietly on the steps and dozed off.
A rotting knight with festering sores and dilapidated armor wanders the forest garden.
In the shocked eyes of the undead, an ancient towering city in the sky, at the end of the streamer, seems to have come across time and space, suspended in the sky.
...
Zizizi——
In front of the eyes of the undead, it seemed that the signal was not good, and "snowflakes" gushed out.
A moment later, a line of text appeared before the eyes of the undead:
【The Myth Comes: Babylon That Never Falls】!
...
in a cage.
Yi Lin tried her best to keep her breathing steady.
He is trying to resist the absolute coercion from the superior.
Only when he faced the existence of the Juggernaut directly did he clearly understand that his mere "Legendary" was so small in front of the Juggernaut.
Even if he created his own prototype of the "Throne", it would still be unable to compete with the Juggernaut.
Green once commented that his throne was not ready.
Yes, it's too far away.
...
In the sky, the mythical Babylon descends.
The undead gradually understood the significance of the existence of this aerial city based on the "information" that was forcibly instilled in their brains.
This whole city is a myth that once disappeared.
The myth comes!
It has become the killing field they are about to enter!
Even, many undead speculate in their hearts that the "sky garden" in front of them, which is between fantasy and reality, is very likely to be a prop level they have never touched before-[mythical level]!
...
Boom!
Crash!
A hundred chains hung the cage and it fell in Babylon.
The smell of decay came to his face.
The cage was opened, and Yi Lin climbed out of the cage expressionlessly.
There was blood all over his face.
The existence of the master level, not to mention facing it directly, but just watching it, is a pain that small human beings cannot bear.
The power of the ruler is so terrifying, Yilin can see it from the existence of Green.
"I hope you don't trick me, Green."
Walking in the hanging garden of Babylon, Yi Lin touched her chest subconsciously.
He only hopes that the opportunity Green mentioned is here.
...
The city of Babylon has ten floors.
These ten floors are the final battlefield of the Undead Resurrection Competition.
The moment Yi Lin left the cage and landed on the ground, the corresponding rules had already been instilled into Yi Lin's mind.
On the top of the city of Babylon, which is the tenth floor, there are four qualifications to become "knights".
Yi Lin and other undead must stand out in this killing field, reach the tenth floor, and compete for the qualification of "Apocalypse Knight".
But if Yi Lin guessed correctly, the qualifications of the Apocalypse Knight had already been determined by default.
Yi Lin was not sure about the identities of the other three knights.
But the war knight must fall on Milian.
Only the candidate for the knight can be manipulated.
Hmph, mere god.
This place is more dangerous than Yi Lin imagined.
If it was a serious and fair competition, Yi Lin would never be afraid of anyone.
But in order to ensure the direction of the game, the master has already decided the future, so the doomed future must have a "past" that will lead to that future.
"etc……"
Four knights!
correct.
What the overlords are saying is...the qualifications for the four knights!
In other words, it's not just the undead in the Tower of Death area server.
Could it be said that the climax of this undead resurrection match is the "final battlefield" where the "hell" of the four towers brings together millions or even tens of millions of undead "monsters" who have escaped from the siege?
Yi Lin's expression changed.
If this is the case, then in the city of Babylon where the myth descended, what he will face is not only the "default candidate" who will soon become the Death Knight, but also the remaining three towers... Candidate Apocalypse Knights!
...
These ten floors are obviously connected by the most central passage.
That huge pillar, like a tower, runs through ten floors.
While thinking, Yi Lin quickly rushed towards the huge pillar.
Let's gamble first!
Erin made a decision.
"paste--"
A ten-meter-tall three-headed dog wandered around the ruins.
When Yi Lin passed by, the three-headed dog sensed Yi Lin's smell and rushed towards the moving shadow on the ground.
boom!
The three-headed dog fell with one paw, and the terrifying wind pressure shredded the ground, and pieces of ruins collapsed.
"Stay out of the way!"
Yi Lin is now unintentionally entangled with the monster, her fingers are slightly bent, she predicts the jumping trajectory of the three-headed dog, and activates her skills.
【Grip of Annihilation】!
Invisible dotted lines were quickly drawn in front of Yi Lin's eyes.
Under the influence of [Echo of Doom], [Grip of Annihilation] no longer locks on a single "area", but becomes a chain explosion.
Luck is negative!
Trigger the "annihilation" effect!
Yi Lin secretly said "OK".
Unrivaled luck!
The terrible "annihilation" was launched silently, and the three-headed dog didn't even have a chance to howl, and was wiped out of its figure in successive "annihilations", turning into dust.
ground,
There are square potholes left behind, which are extremely terrifying.
"hiss!"
In the grass, a human head was moving.
There was a gasping sound.
Yi Lin knew that someone was hiding there, so she wasn't surprised. She smiled slightly, and made another attack with [Grip of Annihilation] AOE enhanced version.
A pitch-black figure, wrapped in a grass skirt around his waist, fled in embarrassment.
...
Meeks from Tower of Famine.
He has always considered himself the proud son of heaven.
Even after death, he believed that he must be the one who could leave alive from the cruel resurrection of the dead.
Not long ago, he received an "invitation".
The content of the invitation is the same as other invitations, inviting him to become a member of the Famine Knight and one of the "Twelve Deadpools".
Meeks declined.
He thinks he can be a famine knight.
He comes from a hopeless future, and this time, he decides to be the "despair" of others.
The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon.
The undead who died at the hands of the Apocalypse Knights longed to become the Apocalypse Knights, which is undoubtedly a great irony.
No, as soon as he arrived, he met a weak-looking oriental man.
He is good at stealth, so he plans to hide in the grass and deal with a "competitor" first.
In the world of the undead, killing people is never wrong.
Who didn't know that "attention" can affect the results?
The higher the attention, the higher the chance to become an Apocalypse Knight.
He is very confident in himself.
Until...the other party released a series of "annihilation".
...
Yi Lin released her skills.
[Grip of Annihilation]'s "Annihilation" trigger probability is inversely proportional to the "Lucky" attribute.
The lower the luck, the easier it is to trigger.
No, above the familiar feeling, pieces of "annihilation" flashed all the way chasing Meeks' ass.
"hateful!"
The continuous "annihilation" behind him looks like dark grapes from a distance.
Where the "grape" flashes, there is not an inch of land left.
"hateful!"
Meeks roared angrily, turned around, and took out a clay puppet suddenly.
While running away, he pinched quickly on the clay doll, and pinched out Yi Lin's masked face.
"Dalabongbabande Bedibudobiruon!"
He uttered a string of weird but easy-to-hear "spells".
hum!
A pitch-black mist suddenly appeared above Yi Lin's head.
The black mist was like a maggot attached to the bone, in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Yi Lin and covered her.
Yi Lin: "...?"
His forehead moved suddenly.
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