It's really tragic.

Zhuang Mingge had never seen such a terrifying scene, with wreckage all over the ground, broken weapons, and under the blue sky, the battlefield was surrounded by a strange atmosphere, gloomy and terrifying.

The cold wind blowing around was like a sigh from hell, making people rush with goosebumps.

After countless years of baptism, the weapons have become rusty, the skin and internal organs have been weathered, and a pile of white bones are wrapped in various armors.

Some people fell down, some people stood, and the corpses formed a mountain, occupying Zhuang Mingge's vision.

There seemed to be a low cry in a trance, containing heart-wrenching sorrow and pain, echoing under the blue clear sky, becoming more and more cold. Zhuang Mingge felt as if he was walking in hell, and the bones all over the ground witnessed the time.

Tragic.

That was a totally overwhelming war.

Humans rushed forward desperately to defeat the enemy, but the other party was an angel. With just a light wave, countless people died in battle. Sighing, shattering their humble souls, flapping their wings, and hanging storms can be

Tear apart the human body.

Compared with the great angels, human beings are too small.

Even so, humans still bravely stepped forward, one after another, and died in the battlefield.

The tragic scene, the slaughtering, the roaring slogans, and the desperate shouts seemed to have spanned the long years and echoed in Zhuang Mingge's ears.

"For the Tower of Babel, for the Empire."

"The empire will win, and the emperor will be immortal for thousands of years!"

Unfortunately, no one can immortal. Human beings are finally short-lived living bodies. Compared with angels and demons, they are simply insignificant, and their lifespan does not even have a finger from the other party.

Even His Majesty, the supreme emperor of the Babylonian Empire, was just a mortal.

Zhuang Mingge was strolling on this battlefield, with awesome spirit, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, making his heart beat wildly, his blood accelerated, his skin was chilling, and his hair was creepy.

He couldn't help but speed up his search. After finding the Soul-Calling Pearl, he left immediately. Although there were dead people who had been dead for hundreds of years around him, Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but want to leave faster.

“Finally found.”

After a few minutes, the wind spirit Goer sounded like a heavenly sound.

“Where? Where?”

Zhuang Mingge raised his eyes and looked over. The wind spirit was flying in the direction of eleven o'clock, and it was still three hundred meters away from Zhuang Mingge. Zhuang Mingge walked over quickly, and below her were layers of corpses. Under the command of the wind spirit, Zhuang Mingge moved away.

These corpses, a black bead, were lying quietly on the ground.

The feeling of sucking the soul of the body into the beads, just a glance showed the illusion that the soul was separated from the body. Zhuang Mingge's spirit was shocked.

If you can't make a mistake, it's definitely a soul-calling bead.

Just at this moment...

"It's really an unexpected choice to actually come to find the Soul-Calling Pearl."

It was clearly the uppermost layer of the corpse on the ground, but a gentle and skillful man sounded.

Zhuang Mingge's body couldn't help but be stunned. This should be the Tower of Babel without anyone. This should be the Tower of Babel with corpses on the ground, this should be the Tower of Babel without living people.

He couldn't calm down and turned around suddenly...

Standing in front of him was a skeleton wearing a gorgeous robe, embroidered with sun, moon and stars in long dark gold threads, a very mysterious magical robe...

Although he hid his entire body inside the magic robe, the skull on his shoulder betrayed him.

The faint ghost fire burned inside the skull. A stern smile appeared in the empty nostrils and mouth bones... No, maybe it was a friendly smile, but the other person's face was too gloomy, so it ruined the other person.

Goodwill.

Anyway...Who is this guy?

"I should be considered a dead soul." As if Zhuang Mingge's doubts were seen, the skeleton shrugged and introduced himself.

"No, I know you are the dead, so I'll ask you for your real name first."

"That kind of thing has been forgotten."

The other party let out a breath, completely disregarding Zhuang Mingge's constipated face.

"What is more important than who I am is why you want the Soul-Calling Pearl, although this kind of thing is priceless, it has no effect on you."

“For transactions.”

Because he couldn't figure out what the other person was, Zhuang Mingge felt that he should be cautious and tell the truth.

"Trading, so young man, how about I'll make a deal with you? A very cost-effective transaction. If you help me do something, I will give you the endless wealth and honor that you will enjoy in your life. Keep it so rich that you can be as rich as a country.

, How about the wives and concubines in groups?"

The skeleton laughed, like a pimp.

"What's the matter?"

"It's very simple. Please tell me something to the Emperor of the Empire."

His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire should be referring to the emperor of the Babylonian Empire. That guy should have been dead long ago. Could it be that he is still alive? Zhuang Mingge finds it incredible.

"Of course I died long ago, but it should be similar to mine now." The skeleton said thoughtfully.

Zhuang Mingge understood, but where he was going to find the so-called Emperor Majesty. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the emperor's palace on the 99th floor.

"On the 333rd floor of the Tower of Babel, it is His Majesty's palace, and he should be in that place."

Zhuang Mingge guessed that the 333rd floor in his mouth should be the emperor's palace he guessed, and he didn't run away, probably that's it.

"What do you want me to tell me?"

"Tell the great emperor that I failed and had to let His Majesty down, that's all."

"That's all." Zhuang Mingge felt that there would be any conspiracy inside, so he became more cautious. "If it's so simple, why don't you go by yourself."

"It's very simple, boy, have you seen the wreckage all over the ground?"

Zhuang Mingge nodded.

"These wreckages were my most loyal servants. They were slaughtered. With their unwillingness, resentment, anger, I was able to move to this day with this body. If I left here, I probably haven't left yet.

When you arrive at His Majesty’s palace, you will die.”

Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized. If he looked closely, he found that the wreckage was visiting seemed messy, but in order, like the stars in the sky, it was actually arranged in the direction of the stars.

"I have been waiting for countless years and witnessed my muscles rotting and falling off, my internal organs drying and turning into dust, my skin rotting and my eyes falling off. I have been waiting for a long time. I hope that someone can come up and let this person tell me

Your Majesty, tell Your Majesty that I will never regret it.”

"From expectation to hope, from hope to madness, from madness to despair, from despair to death, and until today, you appeared, and you are the only one I can ask for."

Time is a terrible weapon. A sword of time cuts off countless expectations and despairs of human beings. No matter it is an angel or a demon, they cannot escape time and time.

The problem is that Zhuang Mingge cannot reach the 100th floor, that is, the 333rd floor in the skeleton's mouth.

"This is simple, young man, take the Soul-Calling Pearl and you can safely enter His Majesty's Palace, face His Majesty directly, and tell His Majesty that I am tired and I need to rest."

Zhuang Mingge nodded and agreed.

The skeleton said again: "After telling me to His Majesty, you can ask His Majesty for all the wealth in the Tower of Babel, and His Majesty will agree to you."

Say it, sighed, and waved his hand, "Young man, go."

Zhuang Mingge put away the soul-calling bead, but still couldn't help but curiosity in his heart and asked, "You should be the high priest of the Babylonian Empire."

"Yes." The skeleton did not deny it.

"Then can you tell me who was the angel who destroyed the Tower of Babel?"

“Is this important?”

"No, I just want to satisfy my curiosity."

From the battlefield, they were defeated in a mess and were killed by the other party. The war affected the entire Tower of Babel in a few steps, and only a few layers could be retained.

In heaven, angels who can do this are good.

"It's the angel that avenged death." said the skeleton.

Gabriel, the Archangel in front of the throne of God, is no wonder that he has such a terrible power. So many people united and did not even touch a feather on the other side, and the gap was too big.

Zhuang Mingge, who satisfied his curiosity, left the top floor of the Tower of Babel, and then went down. After spending a day returning to the ninety-nine floor, he said goodbye to the wind spirit and water.

The elf took out the soul-summoning beads and prepared to enter the emperor's palace.

Before leaving, the Feng Elf pointed at Zhuang Mingge and said, "You still owe me something. I'm telling you when I'm back."

Zhuang Mingge thanked Feng Yiling and moved forward carefully, reaching the bottom of the Tongtian Ladder. He looked at the continuous upward steps and took a breath.

According to the adventurer's records, once you step on the stairs, you will be subjected to terrible attacks. However, with the help of the Soul-Calling Pearl, Zhuang Mingge is about to pass the stairs safely and enter the upper level.

So, Zhuang Mingge made up his mind and began to climb. Just as the high priest said, Zhuang Mingge, who held the soul-calling bead in his hand, was not attacked. He climbed for more than half an hour and easily entered the 100th floor.

Then, he was shocked.

The emperor's palace is simply too luxurious.

This is a continuous group of palaces. No place in the world can compare with the buildings here. The palaces of the Babylonian Empire are extremely luxurious. They are a combination of art and nature. They rise up and fallen buildings and surrounding buildings.

The natural scenery is completely integrated, and it is a magical place that cannot be described in language.

The blessing of all the praise words that humans can imagine is not enough to describe one ten thousand, magnificent, vast, vast, sacred, solemn, solemn, natural, beautiful, breathtaking reliefs, straight

Wide streets, beautiful huā gardens...

How beautiful and luxurious it is.

Is this the emperor's palace? Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but exclaim, "Hey, hey, the scenery here is a little too foul."!~!
Chapter completed!