Chapter Twenty-Five: Starting from Scratch?

"This is a country of the strong, and no one will give you respect until you prove your strength."

Jasmine crooked her beautiful pretty face and said to Mo Tian with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Tian fell silent all of a sudden.

The two men were respectful to Jasmine, probably not because of what he had in mind, but because of the latter's identity, but because of the exchange of information between civilizations, and the name 'Atlantean Valkyrie' came here.

If Babylon is really like what Jasmine said, it is a kingdom that worships the strong.

In their eyes, Mo Tian was just an unknown little ant. A dispensable little ant, will they care and look directly?

The answer is yes.

"Where are they taking us now?" After figuring out the key to all these questions, Mo Tian didn't bother much anymore, and asked Jasmine with an expressionless face.

"As I told you, the Babylonians worship the strong, so naturally they do it according to this principle." Jasmine smiled inscrutablely.

"We Atlanteans are more tactful, and every time we visit, we just go to their martial arts arena to clear the scene."

The Colosseum, the predecessor of the ancient Colosseum, was the largest arena in the Babylonian Empire, with hundreds of thousands of spectators every day. The martial artists who can stay in the martial arts arena for a long time are all first-class masters.

In the hearts of the Babylonians, the arena was the highest place of glory in their hearts, and only the warriors who stood out from it could be respected, regarded as strong, and held important positions.

"Clear a wave?" Mo Tian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

"The little girl's tone is not small, and the people here don't seem to be weak."

This is not his nonsense, judging from the fluctuations emanating from the two men he just received, his strength can almost surpass that of the sixth-level controller of the human race, and it is on par with the Bai Qi captain he saw last time.

A country where the strong are respected, such a strong man is afraid that it is not in the minority, and if he wants to clear the field in a place of such an empire, he cannot do it without a certain strength.

Hum.

Jasmine's pretty face snorted, pursed her sexy red lips, and said.

"You'll find out in a moment."

While chatting, Mo Tian and Jasmine walked straight down the blue and red ladder built by the two men.

Along the way, the two men walking in front did not speak, but Jasmine on the side patiently explained to Mo Tian that there was information about Babylon.

Based on the overlook and observation on the aerial road, Mo Tian had a general understanding of the system of Babylon.

Babylon was an empire with a very distinct class system. With the core of 'respecting the strong', different classes have been derived.

As he saw it, Babylon was like a hanging garden of different worlds, with eight floors and dense palaces.

The distribution of these palace complexes symbolizes the distribution of status.

The lowest floor is composed of countless small bronze palaces of only about 100 square meters, and there are tens of millions of them, inhabited by the common people of the empire.

On the upper floor, there is a floor composed of mercury palaces, which is the sleeping place of the guards.

Then, on the first floor of the Silver Palace, there was the residence of one hundred and twenty-eight great warriors.

On the upper floor, there is the floor where the eighteen commanders live, with a total of eighteen golden palaces, representing the status of glory. And in front of Mo Tian were two of the eighteen commanders.

The fifth floor is the territory of the three supreme commanders, and the palace is made of pure platinum, which is extraordinary, and it is also the highest palace that civilians can rise.

The sixth floor is a floor that only belongs to the royal family, in addition to the countless maids who live here, there are also two super luxurious palaces built of gold, inhabited by two ****, the scale is second only to the crystal palace of the next layer of 'King Yash'.

The seventh layer is the palace of the 'King of Ash' where they were just now, the only king of Babylon, this palace is naturally the most luxurious, enjoying the wealth of all people and the pinnacle of power.

As for the highest eighth layer, it only exists in legends, and no one has ever seen its true appearance, only through word of mouth.

The destination of Mo Tian's trip is the first layer.

That is, the civilian layer of the bronze palace complex.

There are two ladders, one blue and one red, leading straight down.

Soon, they descended six floors in a row, passing through one cloud-shrouded island after another, and finally, they arrived at an unusually prosperous and lively bronze complex.

With a population of tens of millions, it is as dense as a war fortress and even more so. Except for a few trading markets and entertainment areas, there are only countless bronze palaces.

Mo Tian and the others walked down from the sky and fell straight to the joint, which immediately attracted countless onlookers on the street, pointing at each other.

Glancing at the crowd below, the two men leading the way turned their heads and said respectfully to Jasmine.

"Princess Jasmine, I've already brought it, and I'll leave the rest to you to play free."

After saying this, he still didn't look at Mo Tian for half a glance, and left without looking back.

Looking at the crowd pointing at them below, and then at the backs of the two who left, Mo Tian's face was full of surprise, and said, "Just left?" “

"Or what do you think?" Jasmine gave him a roll of her eyes and said with a look of beauty.

"Okay, according to Atlantean tradition, I'm going to go to the martial arts arena to clear the arena next, do you want to go with you?"

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this, let's take a look around."

Mo Tian shook his head and refused. For this kind of martial arts battle, he can't arouse the slightest interest, the battle starts from 'life', and finally 'dies', if it is not a life and death battle, the battle will lose its meaning.

There is no point in fighting, and he naturally has no interest.

"Uh-huh......"

However, just as Mo Tian wanted to say hello to Jasmine and leave, the latter made a meaningful procrastination and said with a mysterious smile.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Babylon will not provide us with food and shelter in this regard, and before we leave, all food, drink, shelter and transportation will be borne by ourselves."

Mo Tian's footsteps stopped abruptly, turned his head, and was a little surprised in his sight: "You are responsible for eating, drinking, living and traveling?" “

Although he has reached the level of Mo Tian, he has long been out of the category of eating, drinking, and sleeping, but after these days of hurrying, he also wants to find a place to take a good bath or something.

However, if you are responsible for eating, drinking, living and traveling, it is basically difficult to achieve this place where coins are completely out of circulation.

"By the way, a friendly reminder, you can get a lot of rewards by participating in the battle in the martial arts arena......"

Jasmine's slightly playful voice, at this moment, rang out.