Wang Zhuo really never thought that the spatial rules of this world would completely suppress his strength to a point where he was inferior to even ordinary people. After he fell into the cellar, he was directly buried by the smashed wooden beams and yellow sand and mud. Before he could open his mouth, he could shout out.
A lot of sediment was poured into it.
If it weren't for the high efficiency of the Romans, Wang Zhuo might have been the first cat monster to die of suffocation.
He and Peng Liguang did not receive the treatment of the gods after they were dug out, precisely because they were promoted as messengers of God by the hidden Christian people. At this time, Rome was massacring all those who believed in and spread Christian doctrines. In just a short time,
After the time caused a sensation across the country, the Senate and the Roman Emperor announced that these two men were Christian villains who lived in the world after losing the battle with the Roman gods, and would be held on public trial in the Colosseum one day later.
Wang Zhuo didn't learn Latin when he made the bet with Pan Ming. In fact, even if he did, he might not be able to understand it. The Romans used classical Latin, and there is still a certain gap between it and modern Latin. Just look at it.
Slaves wearing small pieces of cloth locked him up, lest he break free, and used the thickest iron chains in Rome.
After he and Peng Liguang, who had been in a coma, were locked in a cell, big nobles came in every once in a while and looked at him and Peng Liguang like monkeys. Every word they said was remembered by Wang Zhuo.
The second stage of White Ape's transformation has given him a sharper brain. After memorizing every single verse and every pronunciation, he can automatically analyze what they mean.
The process of human language learning is relatively cumbersome and slow, but Wang Zhuo does not have such problems. He can master a relatively complex language in a few minutes. Now he and Peng Liguang have been tied up in the cell for more than six years.
When he was young, he could almost understand short words. During this period, he shouted countless times, but Duobao in Erlong Mountain did not pull him out. Wang Zhuo believed that something must have gone wrong, but due to the rules of heaven,
The power of suppression is slowly recovering, and he believes that he can escape as long as he is not sentenced to death on the spot by the Roman Emperor.
The slave who just threw the well water at Peng Liguang kept asking who Peng Liguang was and whether he was a god from the sky. Peng Liguang's two sentences in English did not have any good effect. After hearing this, the slave thought that Peng Liguang was indeed a god.
He is an evil villain who was defeated by the gods, otherwise he would not be able to speak a language similar to that of the Germanic barbarians.
Since he was a bereaved dog, even the slaves would not respect him and tried to take off Peng Liguang's armor. As for why Wang Zhuo did not receive such "preferential treatment", it was precisely because Wang Zhuo had always remained awake.
His face was covered by the mask and only a pair of deep eyes were exposed. The murderous aura emanating from his eyes not only frightened the slaves, but also the nobles who came to visit and wanted to spit on him did not dare to act after seeing it.
After briefly telling Peng Liguang what happened, Peng Liguang sighed deeply and said: "Master Wang, didn't we say we were going to the Qing Dynasty? How come we suddenly arrived in ancient Rome, a country that was thousands of years behind slavery?
This place, it would be a big joke if we were sold."
Wang Zhuo closed his eyes and remained silent. He couldn't contact the Nine-turn Demon Pill. Although the Great Saint Dragon Head could communicate, it didn't dare to come out at all. Just like when he met the zombie elder with holy blood in the Yelan world before,
As soon as the Great Sage Dragon Head comes out, it will be crushed into powder by the rules of heaven.
After a long time, Wang Zhuocai said softly: "I sent someone into this world before I came here. He told me that the time here was the sixth year of Zhongping."
Young people don't watch Water Margin, old people don't watch Three Kingdoms. When Wang Zhuo suddenly mentioned the sixth year of Zhongping, Peng Liguang didn't realize that Zhongping was the year that fans of the Three Kingdoms identified as the beginning of troubled times. He is over sixty this year, and he is as old as he is.
, I have experienced too much and it is not appropriate to look at the Three Kingdoms and see all kinds of plots against people. Otherwise, I will inevitably remember my own experience, suffered a lot from others, and suddenly wake up and feel resentful. Or because I have learned that trick,
It is not a good thing to use it to retaliate against others. "Master Wang, if you just talk about the dynasty directly, maybe I can understand it faster."
"Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty died this year, Dong Zhuo entered Luoyang, and the pattern of heroes competing for hegemony was initially formed." Wang Zhuo said softly: "I didn't expect that not only did we not reach the Han Dynasty, but we were even spread to ancient Rome thousands of miles away."
Peng Liguang moved his lips. In fact, if he had to choose, he would also choose the late Eastern Han Dynasty. After all, there were no artillery or other weapons that could threaten their lives. But falling into someone else's arena is actually no different from falling into the palace of the Qing Dynasty. As long as they are caught
Life can no longer be controlled by oneself.
The cell fell silent for a moment. After six hours of accumulation, Wang Zhuo's strength had returned to one thousand kilograms. He was able to break the shackles and the iron chain around his neck with force. However, he did not do so and waited until his life was not in danger.
After regaining the strength of three or four thousand kilograms, he would be more confident in escaping. At the same time, he was still thinking about why he could easily pull the Tao soldiers back to the earth when he sent them the first time, but when he came to this world, he would
Such an abnormality occurred?
He obtained this world from the Enlightenment Storage Bag where he watched the Golden Book of Refining Gods being burned to death by the true fire of Samadhi. After getting it, Wang Zhuo kept it in the underworld without using it. Wang Zhuo thought for a long time before he concluded that
Two possibilities.
The first is that he and Peng Liguang brought modern weapons into the world and were bounced back by the rules. But if the rules were so harsh, then he and Peng Liguang, two people who do not belong to this world, should have been sent out of the world as gifts.
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The second possibility is the silver Seven Emotions Soldier he is wearing now. He guesses that this world was obtained by Jue Yu from the giant tree, and the giant tree representing the formless demon once invaded here. He and Peng Liguang are wearing the demon's
Armor, probably because they were recognized by the rules as a member of the Formless Demon.
"Director Peng, please shout out what we decided on when we were on Earth."
After hearing Wang Zhuo's words, Peng Liguang felt a trace of inexplicable sadness in his heart. "Master Wang, I remember that after I finished saying that, the armor I was wearing would turn back into a breastplate. In case there is a slave after I finish shouting,
What should I do if I come in? I heard that the ancient Romans were almost like animals, and they were not afraid of being cold..."
Wang Zhuo thought for a while and said: "Forget it, only by controlling it with spiritual consciousness can the armor embedded in the flesh completely fall off. If it is as I guess, it will be useless even if you shout."
At the same time, China China.
Duobao's forehead was sweaty and his eye circles were red and swollen. It looked like he had cried several times. In front of her stood Bai Jing and Zhang Kui, both of whom looked at the ball that sealed the world without saying a word.
After a while, Duobao couldn't help it again, tears fell down his eyes, but he still tried to calm down and said to Bai Jing: "Master, what on earth is going on?"
Bai Jing did not answer Duobao, but looked at Zhang Kui and said, "Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"
Zhang Kui withdrew his spiritual consciousness, "When I was made a god, it can be said that I had a relatively deep understanding of the rules of heaven. Now the rules in the Zhongqian World have taken the form of active offense and defense, and all the spiritual consciousness that simulates it has been rejected by it. Now I can only wait.
Only after the rules become peaceful can we reconnect with them in the world."
Bai Jing nodded, walked to Duobao, hugged Duobao's waist and comforted her, saying, "I remember Wang Zhuo told me that the historical world of the Eastern Han Dynasty was obtained from the monks of Fulong Temple?"
Duobao should be, Bai Jing said: "I just invaded with my spiritual consciousness. Although I didn't find any trace of the phaseless demons, I still sensed a trace of them. That means this world was once invaded by the phaseless demons. Even if it was later invaded by
The rules will kill them, but the time before you get the world is still very short. Wang Zhuo penetrated the Seven Emotions Soldier before entering?"
Duobao admitted again, extremely worried: "Master, is it possible for my brother to survive? I will go in and save him now!"
After saying that, Duobao was about to rush into the Zhongqian World, and his arm was held by Bai Jing. "The consciousness I left on him before is still there, which proves that his life is not in danger. It is true that the Qiqing Soldier also has the aura of the devil.
, but Wang Zhuo and that mortal are not formless demons, so the rules will not kill them. In the Zhongqian World, the consciousness is imprisoned and cannot use any magic weapons and mana, and the teleportation location is not fixed and it is useless for you to go in. "
Duobao sighed: "You have to give it a try."
"No need." Zhang Kui continued: "The rules will return to normal in two days at the latest, and the power to suppress him is gradually loosening. Wang Zhuo is not stupid, and he will know what to do by then."
The prison was underground, dark and without any light. Fortunately, Peng Liguang had eaten low-grade Volontane, otherwise he would have been hanged before the trial due to his age. Several groups of nobles from Rome came to visit them.
Around night time, the emperor of the Roman Empire even came to the dungeon protected by his guards.
The Roman emperor named Commodus had a strong figure and wore a robe made of gorgeous silk. He noticed that Wang Zhuo's exposed eyes were extremely murderous, and he looked at Wang Zhuo with great interest, but he was defeated within a few seconds.
After getting out of the battle, he shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention to Peng Liguang, pretending to be relaxed.
During the same period, the emperors of the two largest empires in the East and the West were both famous for their stupidity. Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty had ten permanent attendants, and Commodus also had a guard to lead. At almost the same time, the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out in the Han Dynasty, and Rome also had provincial legions.
Rebellion.
Commodus loved gladiatorial combat, and coupled with the natural bohemianism of the Romans, the entire palace was filled with an aura of yin and decadence. From a personal perspective, Wang Zhuo felt that Emperor Han Ling was not worthy of even carrying Commodus' shoes. Because at this time Wang Zhuo saw it with his own eyes.
Behind Commodus, he saw two pairs of slaves making indecent movements like pet dogs in spring, and none of the female slaves were wearing clothes.
"Some people said to me that these two people who fell from the sky were the losers who fought with the god-king Jupiter and the god of war Mars and fled to Rome. Some people also said that they were messengers sent by the Lord God to inspect the world, because they
Their chariots are extremely strong. Now tell me which of them is telling the truth!"
He couldn't understand, he couldn't understand. From the corner of his eye, Peng Liguang saw that Commodus was talking to him. His half-hearted English was of no use, so he simply lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
A trace of disdain flashed across Commodus's face, he pointed at Peng Liguang and smiled at the attendant beside him: "I absolutely do not believe that he is a messenger of God. Even if he is, he must be a slave of the cowardly God!"
Hearing Commodus's men laugh wildly, Peng Liguang gritted his teeth. If he could escape from this damn place back to China, he would definitely lead a hundred thousand soldiers armed to the teeth to kill all the Romans, for sure!
After laughing, Commodus took a few steps forward and was about to stand in front of Wang Zhuo.
Wang Zhuo secretly used his strength. As long as those powerful and powerful guards were further away from Commodus, Wang Zhuo would rise up and capture them.
At this moment Commodus waved his hand, and one of the strongest guards behind him drew his iron sword and came to the emperor, bowed and held the sword with both hands.
Commodus grabbed the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Wang Zhuo and said, "I don't like the look in your eyes very much."
"If you don't like the seeds, dig them out." Wang Zhuo spoke, speaking fluent and pure Roman official dialect.
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Kang Maode and the guards, even Peng Liguang, who was pretending to be dead, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wang Zhuo.
Commodus was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "My slave told me that one of you has an accent similar to Germanic and is an evil god. But you are more fluent in Roman than me, which makes me very confused."
With that said, Commodus waved, and it didn't take long for two guards to bring over the black man who was about to take off Pengli's armor. The Roman slaves did not improve because of the damage Spartacus brought to the Romans.
A slave was worth as much as a sheep in the eyes of the nobles.
The black slave's eyes were dull. After seeing the emperor, he fell to one knee and before he could speak, Commodus stepped forward and chopped off the black slave's head with a sword. The blood shot out like a fountain and stuck to the emperor's gorgeous boots.
Commodus snorted, threw the iron sword to the guard and said loudly: "In this world, I am the only one who is Hercules. I have never seen them in the God Realm. They are evil gods! Early tomorrow morning, in Rome,
In the city's Colosseum, I will put two evil gods on trial. Their heads will be filled with mercury and hung on the gate of the Colosseum to prove that evil gods are not welcome in our Rome!"
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
All the Romans looked excited, whether they were pretending or feeling really excited. In short, everyone looked at the emperor with admiration. I
Hercules is the Hercules among the Roman gods, and Commodus has always regarded himself as Hercules throughout his life. He is the Augustus of the world.
The emperor left, but the corpses of black slaves were left in the dungeon. The strong smell of blood broke into Peng Liguang's nose, letting him fully understand what it means to take life and death.
History is just a story to onlookers, but to those who have experienced it personally, it contains unparalleled depth and complexity of emotions.
"Master Wang, what did that man say just now?"
Wang Zhuo shook his head, "I still don't understand most of it, but I can guess what he said to you at the beginning."
Peng Liguang rolled his eyes, "I can guess, besides scolding me or sarcasm, what else can he do? Mainly what he said before leaving."
"Probably they want to kill us." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
