On the giant wall in the heavy rain.
Six figures leaped up and stood on the wide walkway. The burly man and the fat man gently placed a seven to eight meter long, oval-shaped metal ball on the ground. The metal ball looked like a mango, flat and round. There were many solidified gray shells on its surface. Under the washing of the rain, pieces of bright silver metal could be seen. There were streamlined metal patterns on the surface of the metal, and it looked very simple.
"Big brother, let's inspect the goods!" The graceful woman said to the old man.
The old man looked around: "The rain is too heavy here. The corpses of the gods will be polluted if we open the coffin. Let's find a clean place first."
"Then let's go to the outer wall and find a place to settle down."
"I don't think they will come here. Even if they come we won't be afraid as long as we have the corpses of the gods in our hands."
"Alright."
They quickly made a decision. They moved the coffin and went along the wall. After a while they arrived at a village on the outskirts of the outer wall. They sneaked into a farmer's house.
The torrential rain poured down and lightning flashed, illuminating the world occasionally.
In the spacious living room, the farmer and his wife were lying on the floor, their necks bent at a 90-degree angle. Their two daughters, who were studying medicine in the bedroom, were also lying on the table and the floor. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. Their necks were also broken, and it was done by the same person.
Only the old man and the others were left in the house.
They moved the oval metal ball into the farmer's cowshed. The cowshed was large enough to hold the huge metal ball. The cows inside were all killed and piled up in a corner of the cowshed. The six of them surrounded the metal ball. The hunchbacked old man reached out to wipe away the dirt on the surface of the metal ball. Soon, he found a gap thinner than a strand of hair on the edge of the metal ball.
In addition, there was a raised metal plate in the middle of the gap.
The old man frowned. The shape of the coffin was completely different from the fake one they had seized. It didn't look like a coffin at all. The surface of the coffin didn't have the engravings of the Goddess of War and the monsters. It was too ordinary and low-key.
"Big brother, how do we open this thing?"
"Is it locked?"
The burly man and Fatty looked at the strange shape of this thing and didn't know where to start.
The stooped old man pondered for a moment and tried to move his palm against the metal plate. However, the metal plate was firmly fixed. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, the metal ball suddenly trembled, scaring the few of them. After all, they had been injured by the poisonous gas released by the fake last time. They had suffered quite a bit, and it had left a lot of trauma.
Just as the hunchbacked old man retracted his palm, a pleasant female voice came from behind the metal plate. The female voice spoke in a language that the six of them had never heard before.
When they heard this female voice, the six of them retreated in fear, their faces filled with horror.
The hunchbacked elder was also shocked. He stared at the metal ball in shock. This voice, could it be the Goddess of Battles inside?
Was she not dead?
The fatty, the graceful woman, and the others had the same thought. They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.
Remember that the Goddess of Battles was 300 years old. How could she still be alive? Also, if she was alive, how could she let them kill their way into the wall?
The sweet-sounding female voice repeated the strange language from before. Then, with two beeps, the metal plate lit up with a red light, and then the voice went silent.
The hunchbacked old man waited for more than ten minutes. Only when the voice stopped did he heave a sigh of relief. However, he discovered that his back was drenched in sweat. He turned to look at the graceful woman and asked, "Is there a living creature inside?"
The graceful woman shook her head. When the female voice appeared, she used her ability to sense it. "There is no sign of life."
"Big … Big brother, didn't the Wall Lord say that the Goddess of Battles died a long time ago?" The sixth brother whose face was ruined said in a shaky voice.
The hunchbacked elder stared at the coffin for a moment and said in a low voice: "Step back a bit."
The others heard this and immediately moved back a bit.
The hunchbacked elder carefully raised his hand and patted the metal ball a few times, but there was no response.
He was a little relieved and said: "It seems that this should be something similar to the phonograph of the wall master. It left her previous voice here. It is not her who spoke."
The others heaved a sigh of relief. If this Valkyrie was still alive, she would probably be able to kill them easily with a lift of her finger. How could she allow them to fool around like this?
The hunchbacked elder carefully examined the ball. After a moment of consideration, he took out his sword and used it to cut the small gap on the edge of the metal ball. After several failed attempts, the blade finally cut into the gap. He immediately used his strength to pry it up.
Crack!
The metal ball made a cracking sound and slightly loosened up.
The hunchbacked elder adjusted the blade and used the same method to pry it open in other places.
Ten minutes later, the small gap on the outside of the metal ball became half a centimeter wide. The hunchbacked elder melted the sword and entered the demon form. He told the others to step back and then used his demon claw to grab the edge of the metal ball and lifted it up.
A gust of cold air came out of the metal ball.
The cold air was exactly the same as the fake divine coffin. The hunchbacked elder's pupil shrank as he hurriedly stepped back. Soon, the cold air spread out and gradually spread. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Even the heavy rain that fell on the cowshed suddenly became lighter. Because the cold air was absorbed by the top of the cowshed, it condensed into a thick layer of ice crystals. If the six people were standing outside the cowshed, they would notice that the rainwater that fell on the cowshed was frozen into ice as soon as it splashed.
The temperature in the cowshed quickly dropped below zero.
The spread of the cold air became wider and wider, and the rainwater flowing down the edge of the cowshed turned into icicles. The entire cowshed was soon frozen into an ice room, including the dead cows piled up in the corner. All of their bodies stiffened, and the blood that flowed out froze into ice.
After a while, when the cold air almost dissipated, the hunchbacked elder tentatively reached out his hand to touch a little bit of the cold air. He only felt that his fingertips were cold, but other than that, he didn't feel any discomfort.
He tried again and finally came to the conclusion that the cold air was different from the last time. It wasn't poisonous, but pure cold air.
After knowing that the cold air was not poisonous, he immediately rushed into the cowshed. However, just in case, he still held his breath and looked into the oval metal sphere. He saw a faint white gas drifting inside, and in the haze, a perfectly proportioned snow-white naked body was lying inside, as if it was in a deep sleep.
When he saw the face of the body, he heaved a sigh of relief. This appearance matched the information he received for the mission. This was Goddess Sylvia! His gaze landed on her body. She was completely naked, with nothing covering her body, including the private parts of her lower body. However, there was not a hint of lust in his eyes. Instead, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
There was no sign of life in this Goddess Sylvia's body. She was undoubtedly a dead person! However, her corpse's skin was more lustrous and tender than a living person's. Logically speaking, after more than three hundred years, even if it wasn't rotten, it would at least be a dried corpse. However, Sylvia's corpse was like a living person in a deep sleep. There wasn't a single wrinkle on her skin!
This could be explained by the cold air, but there was another point that made him feel incredulous. That was, Sylvia's lower body from the waist down wasn't made up of human legs. Instead, it was a lump of disgusting, grotesque limbs. It was a stark contrast to her perfect upper body. Her upper body was like a god's, but her lower body was like a devil from hell!
He stared at her in a daze. Because he was entranced, he stared for a long time. Suddenly, he seemed to see the god's corpse open her eyes. It was a pair of extremely deep and resplendent eyes that seemed to contain the endless starry sky. They were high above, filled with holiness, and yet emotionless, looking down at him. Compared to her cold gaze, her cheeks seemed to reveal a smile. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Just this slight expression alone made her extremely dazzling. She was filled with irresistible charm and extremely feminine charm.
The group of disgusting, grotesque limbs under her body also seemed to be wriggling slightly, trying to climb out of the metal ball.
"No!!" The hunchbacked elder roared and took a few steps back.
Everything in front of him suddenly disappeared like an illusion. Everything returned to what he saw before. Sylvia was still lying quietly in the metal ball. Her eyes were closed as if she was in a deep sleep. The horrifying limbs on her lower body also maintained their previous posture and didn't change at all. However, the fantasy-like scene from before lingered in his mind for a long time.
His face was pale and he gasped for breath. He had an urge to immediately escape from this place.
"Big Brother!"
"What's wrong, Big Brother!"
The fatty, the graceful woman, and the others heard the sound and rushed in. When they saw the hunchbacked elder's appearance, they were shocked. They saw that he seemed to have experienced an intense battle. In this extremely cold cowshed, he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
"I'm fine." The hunchbacked elder took a deep breath and slowly calmed his violently beating heart. He still felt palpitations in his heart. He didn't dare to look at the body that was a combination of holiness and evil. He felt that it took a great deal of courage to even stay beside this thing.
However, he could be sure that this corpse wasn't fake. It was a genuine god's corpse!
"This is the War God Clan?"
"The structure of her body, how could it be …"
The graceful woman and the others also noticed Sylvia in the metal ball. When they saw the horrifying structure of her lower body, their expressions instantly changed.
The hunchbacked elder took a deep breath and said, "Don't stare too much. This thing is a little evil. No wonder it could suppress the God Wall even after death."
"Ah!" The burly man screamed and stepped back a few steps. His legs were trembling and his forehead was full of sweat. His eyes were full of horror.
When the hunchbacked old man saw him like this, he knew that he had probably seen the same horrifying fantasy as himself. He stepped forward and pushed the other half of the metal sphere up, covering it. When the sphere covered Sylvia's beautiful face, he seemed to see her eyes open. His heart trembled, and he didn't dare to think too much. He quickly fastened the metal sphere tightly, and in his heart, he even regretted opening this thing.
"Now that we have the god's corpse, what should we do next?"
"According to the previous plan." The hunchbacked elder gritted his teeth.
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Urita quickly climbed the giant wall. She looked at the muddy water left on the wall. She knew that the previous invaders had been here. She looked around but didn't see any footprints or traces. As for the smell, it had long been washed away by the heavy rain. She wasn't good at tracking smell.
"Have they escaped from the giant wall …" She looked at the vast hunting area in front of her. She could vaguely see some huge monsters crawling in the rain. Her face turned ugly as she clenched her teeth.
After a moment, several figures swept over. They were generals. All of them had the strength of pioneers.
"Your majesty, have you found them?"
Urita shook her head. The anger in her eyes had long calmed down. She was silent for a moment: "Immediately gather people and prepare for a comprehensive search. We must find them before they enter the abyss!"
The generals looked at each other and immediately complied.
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"What a big rain …" Dean stood by the window, looking at the cloudy sky. Occasionally he could hear a few thunders, like the angry roar of the gods. "Such a big rain, it should be able to cover the entire range of the giant wall …"
"Master." Neuss came out of the Temple and called out.
Dean looked at him: "Come in."
Neuss crossed the threshold and quickly walked into the Temple: "The king of the inner wall has sent a letter to summon you and her highness Aisha."
Dudian was startled. His eyes lit up: "I know."
Neuss hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Young Master, will they deliberately summon you to deal with you?"
"I don't know." Dean shook his head and looked at the sky: "I hope they won't be so stupid."
Dean took some battle items with him and left the Temple. He went to the inner wall alone. Even if he couldn't beat the master of the inner barren level he could escape back to the outer wall. After all the journey wasn't far unless they set up a trap. But even if Aisha went with him it wouldn't be of any help.
Dean arrived at the inner wall after a moment.
He did not go straight to the palace but observed from the periphery for a while. He saw that there were many figures with strong heat energy gathered inside. Among them, there were four inner-barren level heat energy figures, and he knew all four of them. He had seen them during the battle at the Pagel Mountains. They were from the three Hunter families.
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