Chapter 2840： Imprisoned Monk

Who can think that under the broken temple of the Fractured Land, a one-meter gold monk was suppressed?

Not only was Roddy shocked, but Tang Zhen, who was hiding in the shadows, was also surprised.

He followed Roddy, watching each other looking for the ancient **** continent, without providing any help.

Perhaps it was destined that Roddy had to reach the ancient **** continent, so there were so many coincidences along the way.

Finding the underground chamber and seeing the imprisoned monk in the basement was also doomed?

Tang Zhen felt a bit of an oddity. From the beginning of the mission, it seemed that he had traces of the routine of the Island of Destiny.

If that's the case, what is Roddy's true identity, and why do he have to perform the task himself?

Despite his doubts, Tang Zhen remained silent and continued to serve as a qualified bystander.

As for the client, Roddy has been detached from shock and is watching Monk Jinjia with vigilance.

The monk in gold armor is tall, at least about three meters, and there is a continuous flow of light on the armor.

It turned out that the rune was covered with runes inlaid with small crystals, and there was a constant flow of light flowing inside.

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

The thick chain engraved with runes locked the monk on the pillar, leaving little room for movement.

Walking around the transparent cover of the rune, it can obviously isolate the sound and the breath of the monk in armor, making it impossible for the outside world to find his existence.

Roddy's heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out why the ancient **** continent was destroyed and the gold armor monk camp won, but the gold armor monks were still imprisoned under the temple?

Another question is whether there are any monks in this golden suit.

In the memory of the ancient god, there is nothing inside the armor, it seems that it is an empty shell.

Just as Roddy thought about it, the gold armor monk trapped in the transparent cover slowly raised his head.

Under the golden helmet, two cold mans were shot, staring at the opposite Roddy deadly.

"It really is alive!"

Roddy took a few steps back, pulled out his long sword, and looked at Brother Jinjia with vigilance.

The room was silent, the atmosphere seemed very depressing, and the eyes of both sides were colliding with each other.

Brother Jinjia's helmet moved and seemed to want to do something, but her body was **** with chains.

After trying a few times, Monk Jinjia finally chose to give up, and seemed to be unwilling to roar.

Just like clay sculptures, there was no action standing still, and he kept staring at Roddy.

After the initial tense, Roddy slowly relaxed, confirming that Monk Jinjia could not pose a threat to himself.

Otherwise, the other party has long been freed from the shackles, why bother to be trapped here and endure loneliness for at least 10,000 years.

Packing up the sword, Roddy slowly turned around the transparent cover to observe and study.

The imprisoned monk in gold armor fell on Roddy's body, watching him coldly around the transparent cover.

"who are you?"

Roddy stopped and asked Monk Jin Jia, while touching the transparent cover with his mental strength.

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

Brother Jinjia did not respond, and still stared at Roddy.

"You can't hear me, and you can't communicate through mental power. This transparent cover is really a special prison.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Brother Jinjia's companions did not find him and naturally could not rescue him. "

Roddy thought of it, manipulating a mass of dirt through thoughts, and putting words on a transparent cover.

"who are you?"

He used ancient runes, a type of text that both sides had seen before and could be used for communication.

The monk's memory is very strong, and it only takes a few minutes to learn all the words of a race.

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

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

After seeing the text composed of dust, Monk Armor's eyes lightened slightly, and a black mist sprayed from his mouth, floating between him and Roddy.

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

The same text of the ancient gods did not answer Roddy's question, but asked a sentence back.

Seeing the questions raised by the other party, Roddy decided to tell some facts after thinking about it.

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

Under the coercion of alien monks, I sought blood crystals and soul crystals from the petrified ancient **** corpses for the other to practice.

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

I accidentally got a lot of blood crystals and bloody, so my strength is surging forward, and then I have the opportunity to escape by chance.

In the process of escaping, I encountered a stone stele marked with the location of the **** continent in ancient times.

Later, following the guidance of the stele, I have been to this continent wandering in the void, and during the visit to the temple, I unintentionally found the basement. "

The text composed of dust constantly changes between the two, and half-truths and half-false stories are slowly told.

After finishing his story, Roddy looked at Brother Jinjia and signaled that it was his turn to tell his origin.

He now has the advantage, and if nothing happens, Monk Jinjia is likely to ask for his help.

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

"I took part in the war that year and started a decisive battle with the gods of the stock market. As a result, I was captured by the enemy.

The enemy did not know for what purpose, instead of killing me, he imprisoned me in this special object.

In a blink of an eye, years have passed, and I have always been imprisoned here, and I know nothing about the outside world. "

Brother Jinjia recounted the reasons for his imprisonment, but he still didn't tell his origins.

Roddy is not in a hurry. If the other party asks for himself, he will definitely say it.

"I hope to get your help to get me out of trouble and I will give you a generous return."

Without any pavement process, Monk Jinjia directly asked for it, obviously he did not want to miss this rare opportunity.

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

"How can I be sure that after you are rescued, you will not be attacked by your revenge?"

Regarding the Monk in Armor, Roddy didn't dare to be negligent, and the gap in memory was too terrible.

"I can sign a contract with you and guarantee that it won't hurt you a little bit. Is this okay?"

Roddy was hesitant in his heart. He knew the monk Jin Jia was terrible, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He has a faint feeling that his spiritual path has reached a continuation. If he does not want to solve this problem, he may not be able to improve in the future.

The gold armor in front of you is the opportunity you have to wait for and you must not miss it easily.

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

Roddy said in a straightforward tone, already determined to let go.

He decided so quickly that it had something to do with Tang Zhen on the sidelines, always thinking that he was a mysterious figure behind the scenes, and sent himself here step by step.

Where did Roddy know that this was not Tang Zhen's arrangement, but there was some speculation.

If nothing else, this inexplicable task may be almost over.