“I just don’t know what they actually encountered back then, and why they were trapped here and unable to leave.”

Lin Moyu muttered to himself in his heart. From the moment he entered until now, he hadn't encountered any danger.

To be able to cause so many Lesser God Venerables to fall here, there must be danger.

It's just that where exactly is the danger here, and why haven't I encountered it yet after entering?

Thinking of this, Lin Moyu suddenly realized something, "It's not that I haven't encountered it, but that it was neutralized by me."

"One of the dangers must come from the swamp, but I haven't really had much contact with the swamp. I colored the inscriptions and gained the ability to fly, so I don't need to make contact with the swamp, and naturally, there is no danger."

"Clearly, those Lesser God Venerables back then didn't color the inscriptions and couldn't fly here, so naturally, they would be attacked by the rotting corpses in the swamp."

"And the closer one gets to the central area, the greater the danger."

Lin Moyu looked up at the Undying Flame in the sky.

The Undying Flame burned fiercely, casting gray light over the land, like a star without temperature, nourishing the Nether Swamp.

At this moment, Lin Moyu finally figured it out.

Back then, the warriors returned and needed to rely on the Undying Flame for nourishment, hoping to fight across the galaxy once more one day.

But the Undying Flame also has varying strengths; the further out to the periphery, the weaker the Undying Flame.

The rotting corpses in the outer swamp are naturally weaker, and the level of danger is lower.

And the closer to the center, the stronger the Undying Flame, and the rotting corpses within naturally become stronger.

The Lesser God Venerables who entered back then would inevitably enter the swamp to explore the tombstones.

And they would inevitably have to engage in battle with the rotting corpses within the swamp; even for Lesser God Venerables, they might not necessarily be a match for these rotting corpses.

This is still because the rotting corpses had already died in battle long ago; if it were while they were still alive, those Lesser God Venerables wouldn't even be enough for them to crush with one hand.

This was one of the dangers he could think of; as for whether there were other dangers, Lin Moyu felt there should be more.

Otherwise, when someone encountered danger in the swamp, those Lesser God Venerables were all smart people, so naturally, they wouldn't enter the swamp again.

At most, a few would die, but it wouldn't be possible for the entire army to be wiped out.

After figuring this out, Lin Moyu realized that he was truly very lucky.

Fortunately, he had a flash of inspiration to color the inscriptions, otherwise, with his own strength, wanting to engage with the rotting corpses in the swamp would carry no small amount of danger.

He thought of Bodhisattva Xiao Ming Wang, as well as God King Heisha and God King Shitu.

He didn't know how the three of them were doing now, or if they had found the correct method.

He continued to search for tombstones, one after another.

In the next half day, he found three more tombstones, which were the tombstones for the 84th, 87th, and 89th squads, respectively.

The images on these three tombstones were not different, and he still couldn't get the correct answer.

Under the tombstone of the 87th squad, Lin Moyu obtained an item once again.

It was a glove, but unfortunately, the glove had already been corroded by the swamp and was more than half rotten.

Perhaps before, this was also a decent magic treasure, but now it was completely ruined.

The laws within the material had dissipated, leaving only the sturdiness of the material itself.

After leaving the tombstone of the 89th squad, the Death Knight that was already running ahead suddenly sent back a warning.

Lin Moyu connected to the Death Knight at the first moment, and Undead Vision was activated.

A gray light flashed before his eyes, and Undead Vision was disconnected immediately after.

The Death Knight died, dying in a powerful attack; Lin Moyu didn't even have time to see the opponent clearly.

With a flicker of his consciousness, the Death Knight was resurrected on the spot, and Lin Moyu quickly connected to Undead Vision.

A monster wearing heavy armor and standing three meters tall was standing not far from the Death Knight.

The Death Knight and the monster were about a hundred meters apart.

The monster held a large blade in its hand and slashed at the newly resurrected Death Knight.

The blade light flashed by, and the Death Knight died once again.

"As expected, it's not just the swamp that has danger."

Lin Moyu felt a chill in his heart. He did not let the Death Knight resurrect again and flew over himself.

He flew higher and higher, the distance from the ground already exceeding ten thousand meters.

That monster was very strong. He didn't want to get too close to the opponent, so taking advantage of being able to fly, he observed from a high vantage point to see the situation clearly.

Soon, he saw that monster.

As his gaze swept over, behind that monster, one after another identical monsters came into view.

There was not just one monster, but many.

Just within the range of his vision, the number of monsters exceeded a thousand.

In places he couldn't see, there should be even more.

Those monsters were three meters tall and wore heavy armor.

However, there were many damaged areas on the armor, especially the head area, most of which were destroyed, revealing the monsters' heads.

The monsters had thick hair; they were not human, but more like apes.

Their eyes glowed with a blood-red light, emitting a cruel aura.

When Lin Moyu observed them, they also sensed Lin Moyu's presence.

They all raised their heads one after another, and the red light in their eyes lit up one after another.

Hundreds of monsters brandished their large blades simultaneously, slashing through the air towards Lin Moyu.

Waves of majestic and terrifying blade light came rushing towards Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu remained calm and composed, quickly dodging to avoid the attacks.

Before his eyes suddenly went dark, a monster had arrived in front of him, he didn't know when.

The monster, shaped like an ape, leaped up from the ground, jumping to an altitude of ten thousand meters, and slashed down with its battle blade.

Chapter 1373: The Terrifying War of the Ancient Era

Lin Moyu's expression changed slightly; he didn't expect the Ape Monsters to be so fast.

The sharp battle blade was close at hand; the Wings of the Undead vibrated rapidly, and Lin Moyu simultaneously turned into a stream of light, flying hundreds of kilometers away in an instant, avoiding it by a wide margin.

The Ape Monster's attack missed, crashing into the swamp like a meteor.

The originally calm swamp was instantly stirred into huge waves; flesh and mud surged up, turning into giant hands that slammed down on the Ape Monster.

Hundreds of nearby Ape Monsters brandished their battle blades, and the biting blade light tore the flesh and mud into fragments.

A large number of rotting corpses and severed limbs fell from the flesh and mud, but were quickly swept back into the swamp.

Following this, the swamp continued to boil, and one by one, incomplete rotting corpses crawled out of the swamp, rushing towards the Ape Monsters.

The rotting corpses were not restricted by the Nether Swamp and could fly freely in the air.

But the Ape Monsters clearly couldn't, otherwise they wouldn't have jumped up to attack Lin Moyu just now.

Both sides launched a great war, neither yielding to the other.

The rotting corpses' attacks were very strong, denting the armor on the Ape Monsters one by one.

In Lin Moyu's eyes, even if the rotting corpses' attacks were not as good as a Lesser God Venerable's, the difference was not very large.

The Ape Monsters' attacks were equally powerful, on par with the rotting corpses.

Lin Moyu watched this, and various speculations couldn't help but arise in his heart.

"The rotting corpses in the Nether Swamp and the apes are not on the same side."

"Not only are they not on the same side, it seems there is also enmity."

"This is the territory of the First Army Group of the Nether Legion, so that being said, these apes could possibly be invaders."

"These apes are actually somewhat similar to that giant hand that tore open the firmament."

Combining this with the images he had seen before, Lin Moyu carried out his own speculations.

He watched the great war between the two sides for a while; after the war lasted for about ten minutes, it officially came to a halt.

The swamp rolled out waves, and the thick flesh and mud brought the rotting corpses back into the swamp.

The apes were slightly injured, and their armor was also dented by the rotting corpses.

However, their injuries recovered at an astonishing speed, and they returned to normal in less than ten seconds.

Even the armor that had been dented recovered automatically within a very short time.

At this time, Lin Moyu had roughly judged the strength of these apes.

Surpassing God King Rank 9, they were equivalent to God King Shitu or God King, but were a few degrees weaker compared to a Lesser God Venerable.

However, they were numerous in quantity; even for a Lesser God Venerable like Bodhisattva Xiao Ming Wang, facing a few was fine, but if facing dozens or hundreds at the same time, it would also be very troublesome.

If one couldn't fly here, it was even possible to be beaten to death by a mob.

These apes had recovery and defense capabilities comparable to the Yellow Sand Yaksha, their attacks were slightly worse than the Yellow Sand Yaksha, but their numbers were far superior to the Yellow Sand Yaksha.

Overall, they were more difficult to deal with than the Yellow Sand Yaksha.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Moyu couldn't find a way to deal with the Ape Monsters for the time being, so he could only avoid them.

Fortunately, the Ape Monsters would not enter the swamp, so Lin Moyu chose to fly directly over the swamp.

At this time, he had to be grateful that he did the right thing from the beginning; if he couldn't fly, then he would be unable to move an inch here.

With Ape Monsters blocking the path on the ground and the swamp being extremely dangerous, he could directly declare the mission a failure.

He even still couldn't find a way to leave the Nether Swamp; if things went wrong, he might be trapped here until he died.

At the same time, he also realized that he could fly here, thereby avoiding the Ape Monsters.

If God King Heisha, Bodhisattva Xiao Ming Wang, and the others hadn't made the corresponding correct choices, they would be unable to fly here.

With their strength, even if the three of them joined forces, it would be very difficult to break through.

But whether they could come over or not, what did that have to do with him? It would be best if they couldn't come over at all.

He soon arrived at the center of the swamp and saw a tombstone.

"Tomb of the 90th Squad, First Army Group, Nether Legion."

Lin Moyu first performed an inspection, then very skillfully triggered the tombstone.

After the black-red blood essence appeared, he immediately began to color the text.

"It's number 90 already, it's already very close to the core; could it be that I can see more images!"

Lin Moyu thought in his heart, his movements fast and steady, quickly coloring all the characters.

When the last character was colored, the tombstone bloomed with brilliant red light, and the images he had already seen dozens of times appeared once again.

When the firmament was finally torn open, the images did not terminate there, but began to continue playing.

An incredibly huge ape head with thick, long hair stretched in from the torn opening.

"It really is them."

Lin Moyu was shocked in his heart; the ape that tore the firmament was exactly the same as the apes he had seen before, only more powerful and more terrifying.

In the image, the moment the ape's head poked in, a hundred tombstones in the swamp simultaneously shot out red light.

The red light converged into a blade and slashed off the ape's head; the entire process was clean and decisive, taking less than half a second from start to finish.

A massive amount of blood gushed from the severed stump, causing a torrential rain of blood to fall in the Nether Swamp.

The heroic spirit of the general of the First Army Group of the Nether Legion laughed loudly, and he suddenly waved his large hand.

An invisible force gathered the blood rain together, one turning into a hundred, injecting them into each of the swamps respectively.

With the irrigation of the ape's blood rain, the originally lifeless swamp clearly gained an extra bit of vitality.