C2463 Agassall
C2463 Agassall
Bubbles appeared on the surface of the huge rock, and the bubbles fluctuated. The huge rock followed the bubbles and moved, turning into a piece of gravel.
After the gravel, there was a flight of stairs leading to the depths of the earth.
Han Zhen did not suspect that there was a trick underneath, and walked towards the depths of the stairs.
Han Zhen walked forward, and at the top of the stairs in front of him, a fiery light immediately lit up.
Even though there was a fiery light, the temperature of the underground tunnel was still so low that it made one's hair stand on end.
When Han Zhen walked past the stairs, he saw a towering hall in front of him.
There was a huge blood pool in the middle of the hall.
The blood pool was black, and it was boiling with blood.
The blood had a pungent smell of blood, and it was heavy and thick. It seemed like it hadn't dissipated for thousands of years.
More than a dozen square black coffins were erected around the round hall.
Below each coffin was a bronze pipe that extended into the blood pool.
Each coffin was three to four meters tall, and there were strange patterns carved on the surface of the coffin. Just by looking at it, one would be driven crazy.
The coffin in the middle was the tallest, and there was dark red blood flowing on the surface of the brown and red coffin.
Crack!
The outermost plank of the coffin fell down.
A long and narrow figure appeared in front of Han Zhen.
The figure was three meters tall and skinny. It was just a layer of skin wrapped around the bones. Its long arms were crossed in front of its chest.
Its claws were even half a meter long.
Blood Tribe.
The Blood Tribe in Han Zhen's memory.
The Blood Tribe that Han Zhen met in his previous life.
The pure-blooded Blood Tribe.
The Blood Tribe opened its eyes. Blood flowed on its eyes, and then its red eyes turned black.
He walked out of the coffin.
"Cultivator, I can't believe I can see Cultivator here." His voice was hoarse, and he sounded surprised.
His language was the one Han Zhen was familiar with.
The blood on the coffin flowed along the ground to his feet.
He climbed up to his calves, and then to his waist and abdomen.
After saying this, the Blood Tribe's face returned to normal.
The blood pool in the hall had fallen by ten meters.
"Your aura, I'm somewhat familiar with it." Han Zhen frowned.
"How did you come to this world?" Blood Tribe asked curiously.
"What about you?" Han Zhen was reborn.
However, he had been reborn five years ago. Even though he was the top Cultivator, he had never encountered such a thing before. He had never even heard of such a thing. Han Zhen didn't want to tell anyone about this secret.
"I can't remember. It has been more than six thousand years." A rare fluctuation appeared in the spirit of Blood Tribe.
Obviously, the long period of memory had made him lose his sense of time.
"More than six thousand years ago." Obviously, this period of time was too far away from the time before Han Zhen was reborn.
"How did you come here?" Han Zhen asked.
Blood Tribe thought for a while and said, "I was on a mission when I encountered a chaotic space-time storm. When I woke up, I was already in this world."
The space-time storm was a place where time and space were in disorder. In this place, there might be any possibility, not just space travel, but time travel as well.
It was possible for the Blood Tribe to appear in this world at any time.
"What's your name?" Han Zhen was even more curious.
To be able to survive the space-time storm, he was definitely not an ordinary member of the Blood Tribe.
A smile emerged on the face of the Blood Tribe.
Han Zhen had asked a lot of questions, even if the Blood Tribe already knew what happened on the island, even if they knew that Han Zhen was an enemy and not a friend.
Blood Tribe still smiled and said, "My name is Agarsol."