Chapter 1961: 560 Death Remains
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Seeing this scene,
everyone present simultaneously revealed expressions of shock, and the atmosphere fell silent for half a second.
Until the next mont,
a sly-looking Tong Luo erged from behind the door.
He whispered to Matthew:
“Weren’t you the one who said you weren’t interested in Beckman’s treasure?”
“How co not only have you returned, but you’ve also brought so many people?”
Matthew retracted his right hand, turned back with a smile to the others, and then greeted:
“Let’s talk inside!”
Subsequently,
he expanded the Invisible Magic Ball, and everyone else used their thods to enter an invisible state.
The group entered one after another.
By this ti,
everyone had also realized that it wasn’t Matthew who had opened the small door on the Energy Shield, but rather, he had an insider within the shield.
This insider was none other than the Yellow Jade Dragon Clayde, who had left on his own earlier.
Matthew had also just sensed his presence and realized that the Yellow Jade Dragon had used the “Soul Implantation Technique” to possess a Tong Luo God Race individual with weaker ntal power, thereby earning the privilege to move within the shield.
However, while joking with the others,
a hint of unease lurked deep within him.
The reason he pressed his right hand against the identifier was also with a slight probing intent.
The outco made him breathe a sigh of relief.
The identifier gave no reaction to Matthew’s identity.
At the very least,
there was no more direct evidence to prove his connection with the Tong Luo Gods.
“Actually, even if Kesha’s claim is true, my current body doesn’t have much to do with the Tong Luo God.”
“This spaceship’s Energy Shield looks quite high-level, but it doesn’t seem to go as far as recognizing souls…”
Amidst these thoughts,
he quickly shut the small door.
Guided by Clayde, the group skirted around the busy areas of the Tong Luo people and ca to a small, rarely frequented building near the center of the spaceship.
It looked like,
this place should be a storage room.
“To be honest, the first ti I saw this setup, I thought you were planning a Dragon Slaying.”
Yellow Jade Dragon teased:
“After all, the last ti I saw a team of human adventurers made up of legends and Half-Legends, they were out for Dragon Slaying…”
After learning of Clayde’s identity as an Ancient Dragon,
everyone else showed him great respect.
Bobo curiously asked:
“So what was the ultimate fate of that adventurer team?”
“Did you kill them all?”
Yellow Jade Dragon shook his head and said:
“Oh.”
“I’m not that brutal.”
Bobo exclaid in surprise:
“You let them go?”
Yellow Jade Dragon explained:
“No no no, you misunderstood, in fact, we were comrades. That group of human adventurers was recruited by .”
“At that ti I led them to vanquish another notorious dragon, and we succeeded greatly. That Red Dragon, which had continuously attacked several cities on the East Coast, was chopped into minceat by us…”
“Why are you looking at with those eyes?”
“You don’t think that we Winged Dragon Wind Gods are very united, do you? If so, that’s a huge mistake…”
Saying this,
a hint of reminiscence appeared on his face, as if he wanted to tell a long and ancient story.
Fortunately, Matthew interrupted him in ti:
“That sounds like a fantastic story, and we will definitely listen to it with great interest at the next gathering.”
“By the way, Clayde, having explored inside for so long, have you found any clues about Beckman’s treasure?”
At first, Clayde was sowhat dissatisfied with Matthew cutting him off.
But the mont the treasure was ntioned, he imdiately put his slight displeasure aside and began to describe with animated excitent:
“I’ve figured it out.”
“Beckman’s treasure that he brought from the Shadow Plane is placed on the third floor of the spaceship, which is the topmost level with a terrace.”
“From here you should be able to see a hint of sothing. Underneath that huge flag, hmm, it’s a bit blurry, because it’s being disturbed by the nearby ceremonial field.”
“I guess they must be conducting so kind of sacrifice ritual.”
“This ritual might be multi-phased; for now, they seem to be awakening so sort of large-bodied star beast or monster as part of the preparation for the next phase, which is the ‘Plane Fusion Ritual’ they are about to conduct…”
Plane Fusion?
Matthew’s spirits lifted:
“Do you an that Beckman intends to completely Fuse the tearing apart planes into Purgatory Space?”
Clayde nodded slightly:
“You must know that Beckman, Galan, and others have secretly joined hands with the Tong Luo Gods.”
“They intend to replicate the ancient event of the Blood teor in Purgatory Space using the tearing planes, and all this is based on the premise that they must produce a super Dinsion Anchor to provide coordinates for the distant Tong Luo Gods!”
“This Dinsion Anchor must be embedded deep within one of Aindor’s stable planes; otherwise, during the process of pulling the Tong Luo Gods over, if the Dinsion Anchor falls out, it could create an unforeseen disaster.”
“The Tong Luo Gods might get lost in the Multiverse, and the unlucky ones may be drawn into the Void Turbulence or enter the Gray Star Realm…”
Matthew pondered:
“So at the Moon, they created a similar anchor?”
Clayde said:
“I didn’t see it with my own eyes so I can’t be a hundred percent sure, but it’s likely.”
“Back then on the Moon, they only placed a small Dinsion Anchor, which brought over quite a few strong Tong Luo God Race individuals and several Tong Luo True Gods. Now their ambition has grown considerably. In my view, this tearing apart plane right in front of us is a far bigger Dinsion Anchor. If they succeed, Tong Luo Gods will keep arriving in Purgatory without end.”
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