Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Battlefield I Saw
In the afternoon, the main peak square of the Glory Mountain Range was still very lively, and everyone was talking about the battle between Yan Lun and Tan Long, or it was not like a battle, but more like a one-sided performance.
Tank Long's huge figure sat on the steps, looking a little lonely...
He's been thawed, but he still hasn't come to his senses.
What happened just now? I was tossed back and forth like a ball for a few seconds, and then it became everyone's talking point, and now I don't even see Yan Lun's shadow.
His memory only heard two loud noises, the first was the detonation caused by Yan Lun when he rushed towards him, and the second was the sound of a kick on him, thinking of this, he had to admit that Yan Lun still kept his hand, and if he didn't control the power, it was enough to kick his bones a few times, but now he was unscathed, proving that Yan Lun had converged on the through-through damage, but converted it into impact damage, and he could still withstand this damage.
"This Terran hero is more terrifying than the high-level legendary warriors I've ever fought against."
Tank said to himself.
And where is Yan Lun at the moment? He's in a strange space...
Yan Lun stood in a place where there was no heaven and earth, all sides were empty and white, there was nothing, and even his clairing eyes couldn't see anything.
In front of him stood the golden-clad man, who led him to a spot and stopped.
"Yan Lun, in the first tradition, you performed wonderfully, and this is our second tradition, the palace wants to meet you in person."
The golden man stretched out his palm and pointed flat in front of him, but there was nothing.
Yan Lun looked at him, Dianzun? Could it be the supreme ruler of the Temple of Glory?
"Let's go inside."
The golden man gently tapped Yan Lun's back, and Yan Lun found that the surrounding scenery changed instantly, and he came to a room, and the golden man was gone.
The room is not large, at most fifty square meters, with only two stone chairs and a clear spring.
Yan Lun took a few steps forward and came to a chair.
"Sit down."
A young voice came, and there was already a man on the chair opposite, a very handsome man, who looked about the same age as Yan Lun, with long blond hair, golden armor, and the appearance of a standard human beautiful man.
Is he a palace?
Yan Lun was very surprised, although his appearance was very meaningless for an existence of his level, he still had some curious guesses, but he didn't expect the other party to be so.. Ordinary?
"You must be disappointed, imagining the strange appearance of the temple of glory, the highest and most sacred of all races, but you didn't expect it to be a human like you."
The man spoke, with a playful look on his face, and it seemed that his personality was very easy-going.
Yan Lun didn't speak, waiting for him to say the purpose of letting him come.
"Actually, I'm not like this, I will change my appearance because of the person I meet, you are a handsome Terran man, I thought about it... How do you feel about simply becoming a more handsome man than you? ”
Yan Lun felt that this hall seemed to be a little nonsensical, and replied:
"I don't think you're more handsome than I am, and if you were a woman, would you turn yourself into a woman?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed~
"You man... It's really fun, and if the other heroes were like you, the atmosphere in the temple would be much more relaxed. ”
After speaking, he stood up, and Yan Lun also got up.
"My name is Kun Zhou, and I am one of the two great halls of the Glory Temple, and the other guy rarely shows up, but you will definitely have a chance to meet him in the future."
Yan Lun nodded and asked:
"Who is the god who brought me in?"
Kun Zhou Dao:
"His name is Yishen, he is one of the nine palace masters of the temple, and he is also the god you deal with the most in the future, the glory temple is divided into five levels, the hall honor, the palace master, the commander, the flying general, the ordinary member, you should soon be able to become a high-level legendary warrior, as long as you become a high-level legendary warrior, you can become a flying general, I have seen your fighting style, it is very suitable to become a flying general."
Yan Lun originally wanted to ask about the Autobot leader lying in the space in his body, but he hesitated for a moment and didn't speak, and Kun Zhou seemed to see Yan Lun's desire to speak and stopped.
"I guess the god of light also told you, it's a 10,000-year-old tradition of the temple to meet me, and I was the same at the time, you don't have to be restrained, you can say whatever you want, to be honest, I don't know what to call you to say, every time I meet a new hero, I do it, there's really nothing to say, um.. How did you feel about this fight? As an outsider, this must be the first time you've seen such a scene, right? ”
Yan Lun can be seen that Kun Zhou really has nothing to say, he is very honest and really regards the meeting as a tradition.
"I don't think the situation is so passive, we still won the battle and the trolls lost more than we did."
Yan Lun told the truth.
But this time, Kun Zhou sighed softly after hearing this, and then waved his hand. Suddenly, a very clear sight appeared in the spring water in front of the two of them, it was... Beacon Battlefield!
The picture is completely different from what Yan Lun imagined.
In the picture of the pond, half of the once beautiful and sci-fi Star City has become ruins, and if you look closely, you can see thousands of corpses in the ruins, which are the corpses of all living beings!
In the air, there was constantly the sound of artillery fire, thousands of spaceships and warships were fighting, and those huge demon soldiers and black cloud demons could destroy several spaceships at will, and the heroes on the ground were also struggling to resist, Yan Lun also saw the golden dim body, which was the corpse of the hero.
Suddenly, Yan Lun saw an acquaintance, it was Dugu Sword Demon, he was at the forefront of the team at this time, under each of her swords, a large number of trolls fell, but then a large amount of demonic energy came out of the corpse, rising in the air, wrapping and destroying the passing spaceship until it crashed.
In the ranks of the rebel army, the mecha warriors and ancient warriors were the most numerous, but also the most tragic, they almost used their lives to move forward, the first row of people was killed by the demon soldiers in the impact, followed by the second row, they repeated the mistakes of the first row...
The picture fades away.
Yan Lun stopped talking, and Kun Zhou didn't speak.
After a long time, Kun Zhou spoke:
"We didn't win... After you came back, the trolls attacked again, the heroes changed batch after batch, the Dugu commander has been holding on, and the trolls' attacks are continuous... And the situation of our races is the same as the battlefield in the picture, we are always losing, and on the occasion, we may be able to win a partial victory, like the battle you are in. However, it was only a battle, and it was insignificant to the whole war and the situation.."
Kun Zhou sighed again and said lightly:
"This is the battlefield I see."