I briefly lost consciousness, but then came to my senses and realized that I was being held tightly and unable to struggle.

It was extremely dark, and there was a dead silence, and no sound could be heard.

I opened my mouth to scream, but found that the sound could only rush out of my throat and mouth, but it could not be delivered. It turned out that there was a hard wall in front of my eyes, blocking out the sound.

"How so? Although he was extremely careful, he still followed the way of the translator. "I was a little frustrated.

When I was fully conscious, I struggled with my limbs, feeling that the crowded space, though hard, was a little movable.

"I'm imprisoned in a stone wall—" I suddenly understood.

The human figure and the human face on the stone wall suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and it immediately pierced my heart.

I underestimated the power of the translator, and it was a great adventure to accompany the Falcon here.

"If the translator is telling the truth, then the people trapped in the stone wall will be able to get out of the predicament by struggling desperately forward?" I was lucky and immediately began to struggle forward.

It was a messy process, but luckily it was in the dark, and no one witnessed my limbs moving.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt like my body had passed through the wall in front of me, and a faint light appeared in the distance.

I struggled a little more, getting closer and closer to the glimmer.

The place was like a glass brick wall, and it was true that there were vague figures outside the wall, but it was impossible to distinguish their shape, let alone their facial features.

Intuitively, it should be Electric Falcon and the remaining two bodyguards.

I tried to shout loudly, but the sound that came out of my mouth was bounced off by the wall in front of me and blew on my face, and the cold sweat that had just oozed from my forehead felt cold.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that I had fallen into a trap of "blind faith" - I blindly believed in the electric falcon, and he blindly believed in the translation, and we all blindly believed that we could find the vanished Jian Rong in this town.

"Mr. Long is gone." I faintly heard the voice of the translator.

"Go and see, go and find." The electric falcon screamed.

My heart is getting heavier and heavier, and now the situation is very clear, that the translation problem is very big, and it is manipulating everything.

If all the people around the falcon leave, the interpreter will be able to do whatever he wants.

I struggled as hard as I could, but I couldn't break through the last barrier.

There was a "buzz" and a huge sound wave came from my left side. I couldn't control my body, and I was knocked over by the sound wave and turned sideways upwards.

Originally, in order to stand out from the barriers, I just stared ahead, ignoring the environment around me. Right now, just five meters above me, something very strange has appeared.

From my vantage point, I can't get a full picture of it, but I can only roughly assume that it is a dozen or so people who are rushing forward in the void. Their garments were quite ancient, with a placket covering the top of their feet and a belt hanging diagonally behind them.

I also found that they were "colorless", and that they were a rustic blue-gray from top to bottom, similar to granite sculptures.

They seem to be motionless, so they are more like a group of sculptures. But on closer inspection, they seem to be moving, but very slowly, like the steel strings of a clock that have been stuck.

This situation is familiar, because in many parts of China there are sculptures, some of which are from the sword of famous artists, with realistic appearances and vivid expressions, although they are silent and solemn stone statues, but they are endowed with dynamic charm.

"This is the place where the gods suffered." The translator spoke again.

"What do you mean?" Denki asked.

Outside, the big guys turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands with rain, and pointed out the wind and clouds heartily, becoming the focus of attention. On the other hand, the more beautiful you are outside, the more cramped you are when you get here, and the lower the treatment you get. The interpreter laughed wickedly.

"What are you? How dare you speak to me like that? The electric falcon shouted angrily.

After a series of strange events, the electric falcon has lost self-control, has become irritable and irritable, unable to deal with the problem calmly.

"Of course you should know who I am, and who else in this country would dare to oppose the authority of the Northern Emperor? In the past, everyone thought that you were an assistant to the Emperor of the North, but you were just following orders, and there were too many things that you couldn't help yourself. Now, we understand that sitting on the throne of the Great Emperor is nothing more than a puppet, and this great power is in your hands. This time, everything is about to come to an end, whether you are an electric falcon or the Great Emperor of the North, it will be history under the ice and snow. The translator said.

"You are the people of the 'North Sea Demon Hunters'." The Falcon came to his senses.

"That's right, that's right." That translator said.

It dawned on me that the Falcon was in a deeper crisis.

When people in the world think of the great powers of the north, they will think of the Great Emperor of the North, and deify him as the only leader who guards the north and is proud of the world.

For a decade, the state media of the great northern powers seized every opportunity to publicize this, constantly pushing up the "godhead" of the northern emperor and allowing his personal light to shine over the entire Arctic Circle.

It's a pity that people in the new century have ignored the existence of the "North Sea Demon Hunters". It is a mysterious clan with a long history that traverses the north, and its history can be traced back to ancient times, which is confirmed by the ancient Chinese book "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and the ancient myth "Pangu opened the world".

In the Tang Dynasty, it once sent envoys to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty to pay tribute and worship, and was awarded the name of "Beihai Ghost Country".

The name can be found in the History of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the records in the wild history are even more bizarre, recording that the country's envoys were "ghost-shaped, demonic, and charming", and "daily feed on live animals", and it is rumored that the people of the country often "feed on people" in years of famine.

On the whole, whether it is the "Beihai Demon Hunting Clan" or the "Beihai Ghost Country", although the names are different, they are all half-human and half-ghost, and there is a clear boundary between them and humans.

According to historical theory, the territory of the Beihai Demon Hunter Clan is extremely vast, extending to the north side of the prairie in the south, and overflowing the Arctic Circle in the north, covering the ice sea and extremely cold areas.

The prosperity of the great northern powers has overshadowed the crisis, and the media uproar since the beginning of the new century has diluted the modern fear of the North Sea Demon Hunters. However, this great clan will always exist and will not die out because of the world's oblivion.

They are the real masters of the Arctic Circle, and they will not be changed by the situation in World War I and World War II, and they will not retreat because of the vain attempts of Northern Europe and North America to invade the Arctic Circle.

The countries of the Arctic Circle, which forget this, will have to pay a heavy price.

Previously, I had only noticed the interpreter's anomalous behavior, but had not associated him with the "inhuman" organization.

"Buzz", more and more sound waves hit me. I was shocked to find that the space was completely transparent, but because there was no light before, I mistakenly thought that I was surrounded by solid stone walls wrapped in darkness.

This space is not only transparent, but also infinitely vast, and there are thousands of "people" imprisoned in it, distributed above and below me.

All the imprisoned were in the same direction, where the little light had come from, like moths throwing fire.

When the front lit up, I saw the electric falcon standing in front of the stone wall and the translator.

"In the past, many big names mysteriously disappeared into the Caucasus Mountains, and the common explanation is that they were permanently buried under the ice and snow after being subjected to ice and snow storms and mountain avalanches. I had doubts...... At least a dozen times, those dozen big people shouldn't have disappeared, they all turned out to be here...... It turned out that the North Sea Demon Hunting Clan was secretly arranged...... "The electric falcon looked up at the stone wall.

I don't know if he'll find me among the thousands, but I'm sure that there must be a leader of the past that he knows well.

Throughout the history of the great powers of the North, even counting the time period of the existence of the Northern Alliance, there are at least dozens of big men who can be called the heroes of the moment who suddenly fell when they were in high power and have never appeared again. According to the explanation of the country's official media, the big man worked too hard for the country until he became ill from hard work, and although he was treated and recuperated in many ways, he failed to save his life, which is really a great regret for the country.

It is rumored that the big names were secretly disposed of by the secret department in accordance with the will of the supreme commander because of their "high merits". Such incidents emerge one after another, and the official and foreign media have become accustomed to the routine of explanation and suspicion, and the public no longer treats them as new.

If everything was due to the covert killing of the North Sea Demon Hunters, then it would make sense.

"The seals inside this stone wall are all the gods of the north—" Denfalcon sighed.

Since ancient times, the big people who have been born out of thin air are not mortals, but have been revered by hundreds of millions of mortals as "immortals and saviors".

There were so many immortals sealed in the nameless building of this remote town, this kind of formation, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would definitely not believe it.

"Yes, the target of the North Sea Demon Hunter is the god of the world, not limited to one country and one place, but the whole world. In the territory of the demon hunting clan, there are no gods in the world, only demons. Anything that stands out and out is within range. The translator said.

Organizations like the Beihai Demon Hunters are not uncommon, as long as anyone who knows anything about ancient Chinese legendary novels knows that every hundred years, there will be examples of hermit sects coming to the world to cleanse the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes. Those smash hits, smash hits, arrogant and domineering for a while, and evil for a while, the fire gang will be unexpectedly awarded overnight, and all the property, farms, and fields under their names will be distributed to innocent people by anonymous people.

This kind of example brings hope to the oppressed people in the world to live, and the behavior of the Beihai Demon Hunter is between good and evil, not just punishing the wicked, and there are some differences from those examples in ancient China.

It's only a foot from where I live to the outside of the stone wall, and if I can break through this short foot, I'll be able to get back to the Falcon and the Translator.

Within sight, many people are only an inch, half an inch, or even just a layer of window paper from the edge of the barrier, but they are struggling to move forward.

"Guns — if you have a gun or a sharp weapon, you might be able to help." I thought of a solution.

"What about Long Fei? Also in the stone wall? Electric Hayabusa asked.

"Maybe." The translation said ambiguously.

"This time, you may have made a mistake, you shouldn't have added the most extraordinary person to this immortal formation...... Do you know? The best prophets, physiognographers, soothsayers, and séances in our country have all said that Long Fei's existence is the result of the seeds in the heavenly gods' bags accidentally falling into the mortal world. You want to imprison him, but you are so wrong. Electric Falcon said.

Hearing him hold himself in such high esteem, I immediately felt a little ashamed.

If I am clever enough, I will be able to find Jian Rong on the ancient stage, instead of listening to the nonsense of the translator and straying into this imprisoned stone wall.

"Of course I knew, and it was because he wasn't mortal that I had to trap him in this way. Killing him or not killing him is too risky, only trapping him here, entering can be killed, retreating can be released, hehehehe, you say, is there a more appropriate way to deal with it? The translator laughed.

I understand the meaning of the translation, this transparent stone wall is both a cocoon and a cage, which will not starve people to death, nor force people to commit suicide in despair, and it is indeed a good place for house arrest.

"You're going to regret making this seemingly clever but actually stupid decision. I estimate that within half an hour, Long Fei will be able to return here. Denfalcon said in a firm tone.

"Haha, let's be delusional, within half an hour, the response of the Demon Hunter Clan will arrive." The translator said with a sneer.