Chapter 1828 The Mechanical Race in the Ancestral Prison
In other words, at this time, the Town God Tower was an ownerless object!
In order to elevate its life level, the fierce demon activated the auxiliary system of the God-Suppressing Tower, allowing it to remain there for an extended period to absorb the rules of the five elements.
"My Yamato clan deserves to prosper, hahahaha...!"
Kou Tongju couldn't help but burst into laughter, extremely happy. Lie Mei would never have imagined that he would have the guts to come here...
He came here intending to try his luck, never expecting such a huge gain!
"Since it's unclaimed and this place is the lair of the Fierce Demon, there shouldn't be any danger!"
After a moment of hesitation, Koizumi Michiki stepped forward and arrived in front of the Town God Tower.
The gate opened by itself, as if welcoming its owner home.
In an instant, Koinu Michiki understood.
This is the life space within the ancestral temple. As long as the Orochi clan outside is not wiped out, no one dares to enter this place without the permission of the Demon Lord.
Therefore, Lie Mei was very relieved.
Koinu Tokiku stepped into the pavilion, where everything was incredibly luxurious.
Crystals of various colors, jewels, rare and extraordinary metals...
The living room was decorated beautifully.
The tables, chairs, carpets, and other items were all exquisitely crafted and glowed with a fluorescent light... It was obvious that everything here was shaped according to Lie Mei's will!
Koinu Michiki searched several more rooms. With such a dwelling, there was no need for any additional decorations; all the furniture was molded.
As long as the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda is taken out, it will dissipate into rules.
"There are no other treasures, which Lie Mei has always carried with her."
The little dog Tongju murmured something and then left the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
He cut his finger, and a drop of blood, wrapped in blue, regular threads, fell onto the wall of the pavilion.
It disappeared in the next moment.
As it was bound to its owner by blood, the earth trembled violently, followed by an endless burst of multicolored light that erupted from the pavilion.
The terrifying aura would terrify even an ordinary level-five god.
The pavilion slowly melted and shrank, its body twisting and turning. Soon, it transformed into a small, colorful tower the size of a thumb, which flew into the palm of the little dog, Tongju.
Immediately afterwards, a deep male voice echoed in Koinu Michiki's mind.
"Owner!"
"It really is a semi-living organism equipment!"
Koizumi Tongju's face flushed with excitement. Now, he had stepped out of the mud and into heaven, directly evolving into a fifth-level god!
However, its other foundations are extremely weak.
Now, with this God-Suppressing Tower, his confidence has been completely restored.
After putting away the Town God Tower, Koinu Tokiku no longer hesitated.
With one step, he arrived at the sea. He sensed it slightly and then sank into the sea.
The regular blue threads transformed into a net-like protective shield, resembling a silkworm cocoon.
It isolates the surrounding seawater.
The entire Ancestral Prison was made of black extraordinary ore and was covered with mysterious runes. When viewed from above, it looked like a giant pigsty.
The entire ceiling of the ancestral prison is openwork like a prison cell.
As he drew nearer, Koinu Tokiku peered through the gaps in the bars and saw hundreds of imposing figures, motionless, like statues within the prison walls.
Those who are sent here to be consumed by the demons must be at least top-tier demigods, with some even approaching godhood.
There were Thunder Dragon Clan, White Clan, Illusion Feather God Clan... and also humans clad in tattered golden armor...
Within the isolation of this ancestral prison, all living beings are cut off from all rules and all extraordinary energy...
Even air, sunlight, and sound were blocked!
This is the ultimate form of mental torture, more terrifying than any punishment in the world!
They were all able to maintain their original aspirations and refuse to become slaves to the Orochi clan even under their oppressive rule...
Now, they all seem to have lost their souls, like wooden carvings.
Koinu Tokiku approached the Ancestral Prison, but instead of using the key to open it, he punched the ceiling bars of the Ancestral Prison.
Endless blue threads of rule converged, transforming into a giant fist.
Smash it down hard!
boom!
Throughout the Ancestral Prison, countless divine runes were activated, but they dimmed instantly under the full force of a fifth-level god's attack.
Click!
The bars cracked, and then collapsed, forming a large hole.
The giant blue fist dissipated, and Koinu Tokiku stepped out and entered the prison cell.
There are a total of 390 prisoners, 90 of whom are demigods, and the remaining 300 are all quasi-gods.
Koizumi Mikiku came for their flesh and blood.
Now that we have obtained the Tower of Suppression, it seems that the flesh and blood of these demigods and quasi-gods are no longer so important.
His gaze fell upon a Bai ethnic prisoner at the quasi-god level.
The Bai people's clothing had been stripped off, revealing a severed arm and bare white bones.
Only then did they discover a blood-red chain as thick as an arm, one end embedded in the wall bricks, the other wrapped around the neck of the Bai person.
The chains were covered in barbs that pierced deep into the skin of the Bai people, constantly eroding their vitality.
It turns out that the Orochi clan not only subjected people to extreme mental torture, but also to physical torment...
At this time, the Bai people had dull eyes and were already skin and bones.
"The Yagi clan imprisoned them here with the real purpose of breaking their will!"
"So thin and weak, with most of its life force gone, no wonder that fierce demon didn't care at all."
For a race, the flesh and blood of a quasi-god level is an extremely important resource.
Among all races, gods rarely personally participate in battles.
Slaying a god of another race is a major event, and it could easily provoke a desperate desire in hostile races...
Therefore, even the top clans can only obtain god-level flesh and blood by chance.
But it consumes a lot of energy every day.
The alien meat they can eat is mostly only at the quasi-god level.
As for beings below the god level, the flesh and blood of quasi-god level beings are all invaluable treasures that are hard to come by.
Here, hundreds of quasi-gods were inexplicably drained of their life force. Little Inu no Tokiku was unaware of the true purpose of the Orochi clan's torment of them.
"Perhaps, they are driven by a desire for conquest!"
The little dog Tongju murmured, "Brother from another race, I'll see you off."
As soon as he finished speaking, boom!
With a single punch, Xiao Quan Tong Ju shattered the Bai ethnic minority's head, his brains spilling onto the ground.
With his fingers as sharp as knives, Koinu Tsukiku used his immense strength to sever the chains, then stored the corpse in his spatial bracelet.
Immediately afterwards, he walked toward the next quasi-god level being... This was a Phantom Feather Clan member.
He was also tortured beyond recognition, and like everyone else, a chain around his neck was slowly wearing away his life force...
With a flick of his finger, Koizumi Tokiku pierced through the boy's head, then severed the chains and stored the item in his spatial bracelet...
He acted swiftly, and within moments, 299 of the 300 quasi-god level beings were killed.
Only one statue remains.
Koinu Tokiku was taken aback.
Looking at the spiritless creature, who was the only one in the area, and who did not appear to have lost weight, she resembled a human girl.
"A machine race? Is there such a race?"
