Chapter 1171: 1373
Chapter 1373: The Terrifying War of Ancient Times
Lin Moyu's face changed slightly, not expecting the ape-like monster to be so fast. The sharp battle knife was close at hand, and the Wings of the Undead vibrated rapidly. Lin Moyu simultaneously transformed into a stream of light, flying hundreds of meters away in an instant, avoiding the attack.
The ape-like monster's attack missed, crashing into the swamp like a meteor.
The originally calm swamp suddenly erupted with huge waves, and the bloody mud surged, transforming into giant hands that slapped towards the ape-like monster. Hundreds of nearby ape-like monsters raised their battle knives, and the fierce knife light tore the bloody mud into pieces.
A large number of rotting corpses and severed limbs fell from the bloody mud but were quickly swept back into the swamp.
The swamp continued to boil, and incomplete rotting corpses crawled out of the swamp, rushing towards the ape-like monsters.
The rotting corpses were not restricted by the Nether Swamp and could fly freely in the air.
However, the ape-like monsters clearly couldn't fly; otherwise, they wouldn't have had to jump up to attack Lin Moyu earlier.
A fierce battle broke out between the two sides, neither giving an inch.
The rotting corpses' attacks were very strong, denting the armor of the ape-like monsters.
In Lin Moyu's eyes, the rotting corpses' attacks, though not as strong as a minor deity, were not far off.
The ape-like monsters' attacks were equally powerful, matching the rotting corpses.
Lin Moyu watched, his mind filled with various speculations.
"The rotting corpses and the ape-like monsters in the Nether Swamp are not on the same side."
"Not only are they not on the same side, but they also seem to have a grudge."
"This is the territory of the First Army of the Nether Legion, so these ape-like monsters might be invaders."
"These ape-like monsters resemble the giant hand that tore open the sky."
Lin Moyu combined the images he had seen earlier, forming his own speculations.
He watched the battle for a while. After about ten minutes, the battle finally subsided.
The swamp rolled with waves, and the thick bloody mud dragged the rotting corpses back into the swamp.
The ape-like monsters were slightly injured, and their armor was deformed by the rotting corpses' attacks.
However, their injuries healed at an astonishing speed, returning to normal in less than ten seconds. Even the dented armor automatically restored itself in a very short time.
At this moment, Lin Moyu had roughly assessed the strength of these ape-like monsters.
They surpassed the ninth rank of God King, comparable to the Erosion God King or Jin Hui, but slightly weaker than a minor deity.
However, their numbers were large. Even a minor deity like Xiao Ming Buddha would have a hard time facing several, let alone hundreds at once. In this place where flying was impossible, they could even be beaten to death.
These ape-like monsters had recovery and defense abilities comparable to the Yellow Sand Yaksha, with slightly weaker attacks but greater numbers.
Overall, they were more difficult to deal with than the Yellow Sand Yaksha.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Moyu couldn't find a way to deal with the ape-like monsters and could only avoid them.
Fortunately, the ape-like monsters wouldn't enter the swamp, so Lin Moyu chose to fly over the swamp.
At this moment, he was grateful for making the right decision earlier. If he couldn't fly, he would be stuck here, with ape-like monsters blocking the way on land and the swamp being extremely dangerous. He would have to declare the mission a failure and might even be trapped here forever.
He also realized that his ability to fly allowed him to avoid the ape-like monsters.
If the Black Sand God King and Xiao Ming Buddha hadn't made the right choice, they wouldn't be able to fly here. Even if the three of them joined forces, it would be hard to get through.
But what did it matter to him whether they could get through or not? It would be best if they couldn't.
Soon, he reached the center of the swamp and saw the tombstone.
"Nether Legion, First Army, Ninetieth Squad's Tomb."
Lin Moyu first conducted an inspection and then skillfully activated the tombstone.
When the black and red blood appeared, he immediately began coloring the inscriptions.
"This is the ninetieth tombstone, very close to the core. Maybe I can see more images!"
Lin Moyu thought to himself, his hands moving quickly and steadily, coloring the characters.
When the last character was colored, the tombstone emitted a brilliant red light, and the familiar images appeared again.
When the sky was torn open, the images didn't stop but continued.
A giant ape head, covered in thick fur, stretched through the tear in the sky.
"It's really them."
Lin Moyu was shocked. The apes tearing the sky were identical to the ones he had just seen, only stronger and more terrifying.
In the images, as soon as the ape head appeared, hundreds of tombstones in the swamp simultaneously shot out red light.
The red light converged into a blade, cutting off the ape's head in an instant, clean and swift.
A torrent of blood gushed from the severed neck, raining down on the Nether Swamp.
The general of the First Army's heroic spirit laughed loudly, waving his hand.
An invisible force gathered the blood rain, dividing it into hundreds of streams, each pouring into a different swamp.
With the ape blood rain nourishing them, the previously lifeless swamps gained a touch of vitality.
The general's heroic spirit laughed even more crazily, "Dare to chase us here? Courting death!"
His madness didn't scare off the pursuers. More apes charged through the tear in the sky.
They entered the Nether Swamp, facing the blood rain, clearly intending to destroy it completely and eliminate any chance of the First Army's resurrection.
The general's heroic spirit laughed even more maniacally, "You will all die, all of you!"
"I curse you. Your flesh will become nourishment, and you will remain here forever, neither living nor dead!"
"Forever!"
"I curse you, forever!"
The general's voice echoed throughout the Nether Swamp.
The undying flames in the sky trembled violently, like a star without heat.
As they trembled, the entire Nether Swamp shook.
The undying flames radiated an invisible, intangible force, bringing death.
The apes that had charged into the Nether Swamp rapidly lost their life force, dying within two seconds.
They died silently, without any resistance.
The undying flames in the sky were incredibly powerful, killing without a trace.
The images paused again, quickly becoming blurry and then disappearing.
The entire battle lasted less than a minute, leaving Lin Moyu's heart pounding.
Compared to such a war, the battles he had experienced were nothing.
Such powerful beings died so easily. Even minor deities were mere cannon fodder in such a war.
The apes that had charged into the Nether Swamp were cursed, their life force dissipating instantly.
Lin Moyu suppressed his inner turmoil. The battle wasn't over yet; it was still ongoing.
He needed to continue searching for swamps and tombstones.
He carefully examined the base of the tombstone, looking for anything unusual.
As the black and red blood receded, a faint blue light emerged.
"There really is something."
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