Chapter 1401 Gatekeeper

More than half an hour later, Zhang Yi's team, the monk soldiers led by the burial master, the Knights of the Round Table, and the Garuda people headed by Gao Changkong appeared at the entrance of the winding corridor.

Behind them, the corpses of the Three-Eyed Clan had already piled up into a mountain.

Most of them are soldiers of the Three-Eyed Tribe, expelling these outsiders.

However, the generals of the West have been defeated, so how can they be the opponents of the most powerful people in the surface world?

The scene was a bit tragic, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. From this perspective, Zhang Yi and the others were all ruthless invaders.

But battles between different races, and between highly civilized races, are essentially plundering living space, and there is no question of justice.

It's just the law of the jungle.

A wolf eats a sheep to survive. How can it be said to be cruel?

The number of people gathered here was obviously much smaller, and most of the soldiers they brought died on the battlefield.

A considerable portion of the rest are aliens above the captain level.

The burial master clasped his hands together and said to everyone: "Everyone, I know the purpose of your coming here. We only want to completely solve the source of trouble that has threatened the Snowy Plateau for thousands of years, and what you want is also here."

"In that case, let's go there together!"

Zhang Yi nodded and said nothing more. Having come to this point, there was no reason to look back.

Gao Changkong and Lancelot naturally have the same meaning.

They stepped onto this narrow stone bridge and walked towards the temple where the supreme kingship of Nash Kingdom was located.

Originally, they thought that they would encounter obstacles from the Nash Army on the way forward.

But they didn't expect that from beginning to end, no one stood up to block their way.

Perhaps the people of Nash Country also understood that ordinary soldiers could no longer stop them at this time.

Only Zhang Yi, while walking forward, suddenly had a strong feeling of being watched in his mind.

His first sense is extremely keen, which is a passive ability derived from the time system ability.

He raised his head and looked at the temple, which was getting closer and closer and getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and he felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast.

"The smell of danger."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Gao Changkong glanced at him not far away: "What's wrong, Lao Zhang, did you sense something?"

Zhang Yi gave him a lukewarm look: "Lao Gao, are you a little too familiar? However, this place is indeed dangerous."

He took a deep breath and thought to himself: However, this feeling of danger is far worse than what he encountered under the Qinling Mountains.

Compared with Bai Longzi's race, the three-eyed clan brought more oppression to him.

Obviously, these are two different civilizations, just like human countries also have differences in strength and weakness.

Even the Great General Nishimei he had encountered before was at the Black Tank level, but not to the point where he was completely desperate and unable to compete.

Perhaps this time, through Nash Country, we can get a thorough glimpse into the true face of the underground ethnic group.

Zhang Yi has a feeling in his heart that this time, he will gain a lot.

Sacred substances such as the Source of God are secondary. The most important thing is to learn the truth of history.

Everyone cautiously came to the gate of the Holy Spirit Temple.

When I looked at it from a distance before, I just felt that the Holy Spirit Temple was hanging high in the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring.

After getting really close, I felt its vastness and majesty. It was difficult to even look up to the top of it even if I raised my neck with great effort.

Its head has already submerged into the clouds, looming, and the door alone is hundreds of meters high!

This kind of proportion is very majestic even for the Three-Eyed Tribe, but for humans, it is even more unimaginably huge.

Zhang Yi and his men walked aside silently, with no intention of stepping forward and pushing the door open.

Among the monks of Sangjia Temple, two strong vajra warriors walked over and mustered up their strength to push the two heavy doors.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed very slowly, and a burst of white light lit up in front of them. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but cast forward, and everyone was also ready to fight.

It's just that everything that was imagined did not happen.

At the entrance, there is a long white corridor. In the gorgeous hall, the roads are paved with half-meter-thick red carpet.

There are white stone pillars standing on both sides, which are full of exquisite patterns and are beautiful.

"Be careful, there might be an ambush here!"

Deji reminded everyone.

Next to Zhang Yi were Liang Yue, Uncle You, Fatty Xu and others. They also held weapons and carefully looked at everything around them.

Zhang Yi's eyes were filled with blurred light, and [all things follow the trace], sensing possible dangers at any time.

A group of dozens of people stepped into this silent hall and slowly walked forward along the long and narrow corridor.

However, along the way, not a single Three-Eyed Clan soldier appeared, and there was total silence.

When they first reached the end of the corridor, they saw another huge door.

In front of the door, there was a huge chair, with a giant in silver armor sitting on it.

His figure is very burly, even in human proportions, his shoulders are wider than that of a purely enhanced alien like Uncle You.

The armor is somewhat similar to that of a European knight in the Middle Ages, but the helmet is a twisted horn helmet. Only a pair of deep eyes are exposed. The rest of the place is dark due to the light problem, making it difficult to see the true appearance.

But just a glance from these eyes made everyone present feel a huge pressure!

Zhang Yi swallowed subconsciously. The pressure this person brought to him was even greater than the Senba Muu he had faced before, much greater!

It's not just him, everyone else feels the same way.

"Is this...the last guardian?"

Lancelot's eyes were solemn, but a somewhat fanatical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No matter what, the person in front of me must be an enemy!

Everyone is fully prepared for battle.

Zhang Yi has the White Owl in his left hand loaded, and the Holy Seal in his right hand is covered with void black flames that can destroy everything.

Gao Changkong held the Golden Sun Sword, and Lancelot also recast his sword of conquest Kanger, preparing to take the lead in charging.

The giant sat on the chair. When he saw the invading humans, he did not raise the ax placed next to the chair. Instead, he slowly raised his right hand and pointed at the people in front.

"It's really the wrong time to come, it's really troublesome!"

"But I don't have time to fix you now, so let's find a place to calm down first!"

After he said that, he lightly snapped his fingers, and the space in front of everyone was distorted like a rag.

Zhang Yi felt a familiar force - the power of space, which instantly enveloped everyone present.