Chapter 1154 Arrival at the Human Front
The ninth battlefield, the ninth fortress of Black Armor.
In the teleportation square, inside a teleportation gate, ripples appeared.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin's figure walked out of the portal.
"Red Armor?" A voice came with surprise.
Zhao Yin looked intently and saw that it was still the old soldier guarding the portal.
The old soldier was even more shocked when he saw Zhao Yin's face clearly. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Now, the few humans who have come into contact with Zhao Yin already know that he is the king’s adopted son as rumored!
Zhao Yin saw an acquaintance, smiled, and asked, "What is the situation of the Ninth Battlefield now?"
"Reporting to His Royal Highness, after the death of the two kings, the Black Armor Army has lost forty-eight cities in a row!"
"The king died? Forty-eight cities were lost in a row?"
Zhao Yin was immediately shocked: "Which two kings died?"
"It's King Ge Xiu and King Li Zhan. Now, the only ones left in Black Armor are King Tu and King Shuzhe!"
As the veteran spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.
Zhao Yin was lost in thought for a moment. Of the four kings in black armor, he had only seen his adoptive father.
Not much is known about the other three kings.
He didn't expect that the great disaster that Uncle Ahai mentioned would actually be the death of the king!
The only thing to be thankful for is that it was not my adoptive father who died.
"Reporting to the Crown Prince, three months ago, two kings died, and King Tu was also seriously injured. The human race's black armor shook the morale of the army for a while..."
"At that time, the angels, who were in the eighth battle, broke into the ninth battlefield. A god personally intervened, and the black-armored army was defeated in forty-eight cities in a row!"
"Forty-eight cities, the great formation of the human race was destroyed, the strongest and warriors all died, and the blood stained the land for thousands of miles..."
The old soldier gritted his teeth, his voice trembling: "Fortunately, the Book King returned and fought bloody battles. Later...!"
"Later, the God of Decay in the Fantasy World walked out of the Fantasy Land and blocked the Angel Gods for the human race. In order to recover from King Tu's injuries, he joined forces with King Shuzhe to forcibly open the ancestral formation and temporarily repelled the Angel Alliance!"
After the old soldier finished speaking, he clasped his fists, bowed, and said no more.
The several black-armored warriors who were helping to guard the portal all had pale faces and were very worried.
"Where is the king who wrote this book now?" Zhao Yin asked.
"Reporting to His Royal Highness, I only know that half a month ago, the Book King was still at the forefront of the present, the 140th Fortress. As for whether he is still there now, I have no idea!"
Even though the old soldier guarding the portal was well-informed, he only knew some well-known facts about the king's whereabouts.
Once upon a time, the human race Black Armor had a total of 188 fortresses.
Today, there are only 140 left!
"Send me there!" Zhao Yin said.
The veteran immediately came to the portal and entered the spatial coordinates to the 140th fortress.
Zhao Yin stepped into the portal, and before his eyes there was a blur, and he appeared in an unfamiliar human fortress.
As soon as I saw the scene clearly, I smelled a strong smell of blood in my nose.
The entire fortress was filled with the smell of blood.
"Will the human race from which world come to the front line to support us?" a voice came from the side.
The portal here is much more heavily guarded than the Ninth Fortress.
There are a total of one thousand space portals in the huge square.
In front of each gate, there are one hundred black-armored warriors stationed!
Each portal is very busy, constantly flashing the power of teleportation.
Among them, there were black-armored warriors walking out of the portal, medical staff returning from the front line with wounded soldiers, and even human transcendents in different costumes...
Today, the Ninth Battlefield is in crisis, and all major worlds of the human race are sending strong men to join the army.
Zhao Yin is not an isolated case!
The one who questioned Zhao Yin was a centurion in black armor.
Zhao Yin did not hesitate and put on the tiger skin in order to meet the king as soon as possible.
"I am Zhao Yin, the king's adopted son, and I'm asking to see the king." His voice was loud.
In an instant, all the black armors around looked over.
"The king's adopted son?"
The Centurion is a psychic. The reason he is in charge of guarding the portal is because he has awakened the detection ability, the A-level Eye of Clarity.
Seeing Zhao Yin's terrifying basic attributes that were inconsistent with his life level, and a series of ten superpowers, his eyes suddenly widened...
How lucky does one have to possess such terrifying strength at SS level?
Not to mention having seen one, he had never even heard of any strongest person who had such strength when he was at SS level!
I'm afraid even the king doesn't have many people...
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The centurion immediately bowed deeply.
The one hundred black-armored warriors around all paid homage respectfully.
Zhao Yin understood that they were not worshipping him, but the king who wrote the book.
Although his identity was almost beyond doubt, no one dared to pretend to be a relative of the king.
But the centurion remained alert and took out a projection ball to record Zhao Yin's appearance.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment. I will go and inform you immediately."
Zhao Yin nodded and stood there waiting. A moment later, the centurion came running back.
"Your Highness, your identity has been confirmed. The King invites you to come over!"
The centurion's attitude became more respectful.
Zhao Yin followed him and soon left the square.
Only then did Zhao Yin discover that there was not a single ordinary indigenous resident, nor a single residential house, in the entire 140th Fortress.
The entire fortress is a huge military camp.
Countless identical stone fortresses are scattered throughout the city. Each fortress can accommodate hundreds of warriors, and defensive runes are carved on the walls...
Zhao Yin estimated that there were at least hundreds of millions of black armors guarding here!
The black armor walking in the fortress has the lowest life level, which is also S level.
The most numerous are at SS level, accounting for almost 80% of the warriors.
Zhao Yin was not surprised. The soldiers on the front line needed to face the alien race directly, and low-level soldiers were almost useless here.
Occasionally you can see SSS level!
But most of the SSS-level human warriors did not use the SS-level evolution potion...
This is just a fortress of the human race in the ninth battlefield, among the Black Armor Army, and it is so terrifying.
How terrifying would it be if all the soldiers on all battlefields and all fortresses were added together?
But such a terrifying force still survives in the cracks and fights in desperate situations!
How terrifying will the strength of those top clans be?
Zhao Yin truly felt the horror of the battlefield of all races.
He followed the centurion forward, and soon passed through the outer city and entered the inner city of the 140th fortress.
In the center of the inner city, there is a magnificent hall. Although it has only one floor, it is a hundred meters high. It is built entirely of large black stones and is covered with more complex defensive runes, shining with golden light.
The two red copper gates alone are eighty meters high, carved with a scene of war between humans and alien races, filled with the atmosphere of blood and fire.
Zhao Yin arrived in front of the hall and bowed to the centurion beside him with his fists clasped.
"Your Highness, the King is waiting in the palace."
"Thank you!"
Zhao Yin nodded to the centurion and stepped into the hall.
