I Have a City in a Different World

Who would have thought that under the broken temple of the Shattered Continent, there would be a one-meter golden armored cultivator being suppressed?

Not only was Rhodey shocked, but even Tang Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, was also amazed.

He followed Roddy and watched him look for the Ancient God Continent, without providing any help.

Perhaps it was destined that Rhodey was going to reach the ancient god continent, so there were so many coincidences along the way.

Discovering the underground secret room and seeing the imprisoned golden-armored cultivator is also destined to happen?

Tang Zhen felt a little strange. From the very beginning of this mission, it seemed that there were traces of the Island of Destiny's routine.

If this is the case, what is Rhodey's true identity, and why does he have to perform the task by himself?

Although there were many doubts in his heart, Tang Zhen remained silent and continued to act as a qualified bystander.

As for the party involved, Roddy, he had left the state of shock and was looking at the golden-armored cultivator with vigilance on his face.

The golden-armored cultivator was tall, at least three meters in size, and there was a constant stream of light on the armor.

It turned out that the battle armor was covered with runes inlaid with tiny crystals, and light was constantly flowing back and forth inside.

Therefore, the golden light flickers, making people look dazzled.

The thick chain engraved with runes locks the golden armored cultivator on the pillar, and there is no room for movement at all.

The transparent cover of the runes can obviously isolate the sound and the breath of the golden-armored monk, so that the outside world cannot find his existence.

Rhodey's heart was full of doubts. He couldn't understand why the Golden Armor monks were still imprisoned under the temple when the Ancient God Continent was destroyed and the Golden Armored monk camp was victorious?

Another question is, is there really a monk in this golden armor?

In the memory of the ancient gods, the inside of the battle armor is actually empty, it seems to be an empty shell puppet.

Just as Rhodey was thinking about it, the golden-armored cultivator who was trapped in the transparent cover slowly raised his head.

Under the golden helmet, two cold beams shot out, staring at the opposite Rhodey.

"It really is alive!"

Roddy took a few steps back, drew out the long sword from his waist, and looked at the golden-armored cultivator vigilantly.

There was silence in the secret room, the atmosphere seemed very depressed, and the eyes of both sides were colliding with each other.

The helmet of the golden-armored cultivator moved, as if he wanted to do something, but his body was tightly bound by chains.

After a few tries, the golden armored cultivator finally gave up and seemed to let out an unwilling roar.

It was like a clay sculpture and wood carving, without any movement, standing still, and continued to stare at Roddy.

After the initial tension was over, Roddy slowly relaxed and confirmed that the golden armored cultivator could not pose a threat to himself.

Otherwise, the other party would have been freed from the shackles long ago, why should he be trapped here and endure at least tens of thousands of years of loneliness.

Putting away the long sword, Rhodey slowly turned around the transparent cover to observe and study.

The imprisoned monk in gold armor, his eyes fell on Roddy, and he looked at him coldly as he circled around the transparent cover.

"who are you?"

Roddy stopped and asked the golden armored cultivator, while touching the transparent cover with his mental power.

As expected, there was no response, as if the cover did not exist.

The golden-armored cultivator didn't respond, still staring at Rhodey.

"If you can't hear my words, and you can't communicate through spiritual power, this transparent cover is really a special prison.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the Golden Armored cultivator's companions did not discover him.

Naturally, no rescue can be done. "

Roddy thought of this, and manipulated a mass of soil through his mind, and formed words against a transparent cover.

"Who are you?"

He used ancient god runes, a type of text that both parties have seen and can use to communicate.

The cultivator's memory is extremely strong, and it only takes a few minutes to learn all the characters of a race.

Using language to communicate is actually a very low-level communication method, and monks rarely use this method.

However, in a special environment, this most primitive way of communication can have very good results.

After seeing the text composed of dust, the golden armored cultivator's eyes lit up slightly, and he opened his mouth to exhale a cloud of black mist, suspended between him and Rhodey.

"You have the breath of ancient gods, what does it have to do with them?"

It is also the text of the ancient gods, but instead of answering Rhodey's question, he asked a question instead.

Seeing the question raised by the other party, Roddy thought about it and decided to say some facts appropriately.

"When I was traveling in the void, I was captured by a group of alien monks and brought to the Shard Continent.

Under the coercion of the alien monks, I searched for blood crystals and soul crystals among the petrified ancient god corpses for the other party to cultivate.

Later, by chance, the Fragment Continent controlled by this group of alien monks was attacked by a mysterious powerhouse, which eventually led to the complete destruction of the entire Fragment Continent.

I got a lot of blood crystals and gore by accident, so my strength increased by leaps and bounds, and this was the chance to get away with it.

In the process of escaping, I came across a stone tablet that marked the location of the ancient god continent.

Then, according to the guidance of the stone tablet, he came to this continent floating in the void, and in the process of visiting the temple, he accidentally discovered the basement. "

The text composed of dust is constantly changing between the two, and the half-true and half-false story is slowly told.

After Roddy finished telling his story, he looked at the golden-armored cultivator and signaled that it was the other party's turn to tell his origins.

He now has the advantage, if nothing else, the golden armored cultivator is likely to ask him for help.

After waiting for about a minute, the black mist floating between the two began to change continuously.

"I participated in the war and fought a decisive battle with a group of stock gods, but I was accidentally captured by the enemy.

For some unknown purpose, the enemy did not kill me, but imprisoned me in this special object.

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and I have been imprisoned here, ignorant of what is going on in the outside world. "

The golden-armored cultivator told the reason for being imprisoned, but he still did not say anything about his origins.

Roddy is not in a hurry. If the other party asks for him, he will definitely say what he should say.

"I hope to get your help to get me out of this predicament, and you will be rewarded handsomely at that time."

Without any foreshadowing, the Golden Armored cultivator made a direct request, obviously not wanting to miss this rare opportunity.

Roddy did not answer directly, but showed a thoughtful gesture.

"How can I be sure that after I rescue you, I won't be attacked by your kindness and revenge?"

For the golden armored cultivator, Rhodey did not dare to be negligent at all, the gap in his memory was too terrifying.

"I can sign a contract with you and promise not to hurt you in the slightest, is that okay?"

Roddy was hesitant in his heart. He knew the horror of the golden armored cultivator, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He has a vague feeling that his cultivation path has reached a continuation, and if he does not want to solve this problem, there may be no possibility of further improvement in the future.

The golden armor in front of him is the opportunity he is waiting for, and he must not miss it easily.

"Okay, I promise you, tell me what to do next?"

Roddy said in a crisp tone, he had already made up his mind and decided to give it a go.

He made up his mind so quickly, and it was related to Tang Zhen who was on the sidelines. He always thought that he was a mysterious figure behind the scenes and sent him here step by step.

How did Roddy know that this matter was not arranged by Tang Zhen, but there were some vague speculations.

If nothing else, this inexplicable task may be coming to an end.