"We immediately interrogated the monster after we caught it, hoping to learn some information about the Tower of Babel from him. Unfortunately, our efforts failed. Although this monster has the appearance of a human, their wisdom seems to have inherited the part of the beast. No matter how we force confessions, he will only attack and roar." Monk Qingyuan sighed slightly, "The situation at that time was strange and unpredictable, so under the pressure, old

Na and Lord Dragon King could only take this monster around to search. But we were like we were trapped in a huge white mist maze, with no information besides white mist and there was no one around us. Finally, I and Lord Dragon King guessed that since this tower was a place for trial, perhaps only by killing the monsters used for trial could we break the fog and miasma. So we…” As we said that, Qingyuan seemed to recall the scene at that time, and a hint of unbearable expression flashed between his eyebrows.

"So you killed that monster? What happened to the monster after it died?" Zhou Yulong did not have as much compassion as Qingyuan. Hearing this, he quickly asked.

"After the monster died, the fog and miasma began to fade away slowly. When the fog and miasma completely dissipated, we were shocked to find that we were still standing in place. The scene just now was like a dream." Qingyuan shook his head and said with a frightened face: "That feeling is really weird. We have been searching for it for most of the day, but when we came to our senses, we found that we had not moved a step and were still at the door. If the two corpses on the ground were really placed there, I would even think that we had entered someone else's illusion."

"What about the others? Didn't you see others after the white fog dissipated?" Zhou Yulong was stunned for a moment, and then asked again: "If you were hit by the illusion, then the others should also stand there."

"No, I and Lord Dragon King came back to their senses and did not find anyone at first sight. We were also surprised at that time. After all, there was no other entrance or exit on the first floor of the Tower of Babel, and there was no way to go to the second floor. But these people did disappear out of thin air in this secret room." Monk Qingyuan shook his head, and then continued: "Then Lord Dragon King and I started searching the room inch by inch, hoping to find some secrets. But we knew that we had searched the entire room and did not find any abnormalities. It was not until about ten minutes later that things changed again..."

"Is the gate open? Or is there a new enemy?" Liao Xuebing, who was standing beside him, had already heard it curiously. He stopped halfway through the monk Qingyuan and asked quickly.

"No, what appeared were the corpses of various countries, or their bodies." After being interrupted by Liao Xuebing, Qingyuan immediately escaped from his memory and sighed: "A large number of corpses of psychics began to appear out of thin air, and they had all kinds of scars on their bodies. It seemed that they were also sneak attacked by monsters."

"Showing out of thin air?" Liao Xuebing frowned and asked, "Is it the legendary space magic that has stored them in a special space?"

"I and Lord Dragon King thought so at that time. After all, only this is the only way to explain the sudden appearance of them and we cannot find a way out in the white mist." Monk Qingyuan nodded and said, "The first thing appeared was a corpse, and the corpse appeared was a lot of blood. It seems that as long as these psychics die, they will bring everything that belonged to them back to this space."

"Are all those psychics dead?" Zhou Yulong was stunned for a moment and said with an incredible look on his face: "This is the first level. The trial of Atlantis is too terrifying."

"Haha, of course not. In fact, the monster's strength is not very strong, it is just because they lurk in the white mist and suddenly attack, so they can cause damage to us. If they fight head-on, maybe ten monsters are not the opponents of a psychic." Monk Qingyuan shook his head and smiled: "Just when we were still shocked by many people, psychics carrying the corpses of monsters began to appear out of thin air. It seems that they also solved the monster before returning to reality. As time goes by, more and more psychics appeared out of thin air, and our people also came back unscathed."

"Does the first floor of the Tower of Babel be opened by you until all the psychics appear, and the road to the second floor will appear?" After pondering for a moment, Zhou Yulong guessed: "This trial tower should have its own protection mechanism to prevent Atlantis from casualties. It is just because you are outsiders that this protection mechanism has not been opened."

"Maybe, but you're right. When everyone appears, it's time to lead to the second floor. When the last American appears, the strange sound sounds again. It informs us that we can now go to the second floor for trials. Then as the sound falls, we are inexplicably lost our minds. When we come back to our senses, we have reached the second floor." Qingyuan nodded and continued, "After we reach the second floor, we immediately gathered together and counted each other's hands. According to statistics, on the first floor, we sacrificed thirty-one psychics. But before we can discuss countermeasures, white mist began to spread in the space on the second floor. This time we learned our lessons and gathered together to avoid being inexplicably plotted against."

Liao Xuebing frowned and asked, "Are there another monster attacking you behind?"

"Well, as expected, the attack came indeed, and the monsters coming to attack were much stronger than the first level." Qingyuan smiled slightly and said, "But everyone is prepared this time, and the attacks of these monsters are not enough to threaten us. Under the joint command of the Dragon King and other organizational leaders, we used the energy-based psychics as the shield and the real-system psychics as the spear, and easily strangled the group of monsters coming to attack."

"But this is just the second level, and the monsters behind should be getting stronger and stronger." Zhou Yulong asked.

"Well, it's getting stronger and stronger. Even at the 32nd floor, the power of the monsters is no less than that of me at that time. However, although the monsters are strong, with the orderly cooperation of everyone, these monsters have not caused us much trouble." Qingyuan nodded, then changed his tone and said with a serious face: "But just when we were full of interest to the 33rd floor, we were surprised to find that there was only one monster standing in the center of the floor on this floor. It was this monster that blocked our pace of moving forward."

Seeing the solemn look of the monk Qingyuan's face, Zhou Yulong and Liao Xuebing asked together, "What kind of monster is it?" They were very curious about what kind of monster it was that could allow the expedition team where the masters gathered at that time to stop at the 33rd floor of the Tower of Babel.
Chapter completed!