Drahir explained, "That was more than 100,000 years ago, and the documents recorded by the elves are not official information of the Northern Alliance, so we have no way of knowing many secrets!" He had a little helplessness on his face, "I just said that the time of 100,000 years is just a number, and we have no way of verifying the specific historical time. ”

"In other words, there is no evidence to prove what you just said?" Morinda couldn't help but interrupt, "All things are just written records, like mythical records?"

"Before we had a proven civilization, 10,000 years ago, the continents had already been torn apart by an elemental explosion. Drahir nodded, "I mentioned that explosion in your previous information. He whispered with a look of regret:

"We have no way of knowing what happened inside the Northern Alliance at that time, and now maybe only Ferrola, who has received the full memory of the inheritance, knows... Our literature only records that with the demise of the giants and dragons, the Primordial Spirits began to have the Northern Alliance sacrifice their respective clansmen as experimental materials... Especially the Terrans and the Orcs who have just been given an independent life form. ”

"It's been a long time again, and the Yuanling people who have a long life may have just slept for a while, but for the ordinary lifeforms of the various races in the Northern Alliance, more than ten generations have passed, and the experiment is still continuing, and the sacrifices have not stopped every once in a while!"

"With the death of the older generation, the new generation of people can't feel the kindness and gentleness of the 'gods', and gradually the Yuanling people are regarded as evil gods by the people of the Northern Alliance, and as evil gods that threaten the survival of their tribe!"

"When survival is threatened, when people are desperate, there is instinctive resistance... Even if the whole threat comes from the gods of faith, the spirit of resistance will not stop!"

"The 'God-Killer' War has begun! The tribes of the Northern Alliance have united to rebel against their increasingly brutal gods... The course of the war has long been impossible to verify, I only know that it was a terrible war!" Drahir looked at Pedi: "If we have the opportunity to conquer the vortex in the endless sea and find the continent that has split off, we may be able to find the battlefield at that time!"

Seeing that Delahir had suddenly stopped talking, Morinda immediately asked, "What is the result of the war?"

Under the gaze of the three of them, Draxier continued: "Although the Yuan Spirit people are naturally strong, their clan is pitifully few, and the various clans of the Northern Alliance have become very strong because of their individual strength due to the study of magic and martial arts, coupled with their original civilization heritage, the Northern Alliance unexpectedly won a huge victory in the early stage of the war. ”

"This is a victory over the 'gods'... This victory drove the entire Northern Alliance mad as they discovered that the 'gods' were not invincible beings!"

"Greed soon grew within the coalition, and some people wished to have as much power as the Genelin, and they began to study the corpses of the Genelants. Thanks to the strong civilization foundation at that time, it didn't take long for the northern tribes to study and understand the basic data of the Yuan Ling people's body, and then began to repeat the path taken by the Yuan Ling people. ”

"You mean, the Northern Alliance also wants to copy the Yuan Lingren?" Collier's pen paused slightly.

"Of course, but the Northern Alliance is more greedy, and they copy the Yuan Spirit people to devour the power in their bodies. Drahir shrugged, "When the gods fall from their thrones, they will be worthless. ”

"On the other hand, in the face of a failed war, the Yuanling people released the monsters they had experimented with for hundreds of years, and some orcs also carried out their loyalty to the Yuanling people. The war is getting more and more intense, and the victory of the Northern Alliance in the early stage does not mean anything at all!"

"The confrontation has lasted for nearly a hundred years, and both sides have conducted their own experiments during this period, the Northern Alliance needs new forces, and the Yuanling people need successful experiments to help them reproduce faster... Moreover, the Yuan Ling people soon discovered that after the taboo was broken, the Northern Alliance civilization developed more rapidly than before, and the progress of the experiment to copy the 'Yuan Spirit Human Lifeform' also caught up with the Yuan Spirit people themselves. ”

"Finally, two hundred years after the outbreak of this 'god-killing' war, a miniature version of the Yuan Spirit people was first copied by the Northern Alliance... Then the decisive battle broke out, and the Northern Alliance army relied on the copied Yuan Ling people all the way to break through! Victory seemed to beckon to the Northern Alliance, and the high gods seemed to be about to fall!"

"But the Yuan Spirit people have not made progress in the past experiments, they abandoned the study of their own bodies, and began to specialize in elemental creatures and soul memories, and at the last moment of the war, the Yuan Spirit people used their control over the magic net to transform part of the elemental power into another energy body... We now call this energy body 'Evil Energy'!"

"The undead legions began to appear, and the army of the Northern Alliance besieging the Celtic Empire was soon infected, and their memories were altered by the Yuanling people, and all the results of the experiments they had worked for for hundreds of years were robbed by the Yuanling people, and finally even the cornerstone of civilization was destroyed!"

"The clans of the Northern Alliance collapsed almost instantly, and the remnants of the clansmen either fled to the wild forests in the west, or fled to the 'Ailan Alliance' in the south, and more of them became slaves of the Yuan Spirit people, but at this moment, the 'gods' are no longer benevolent. ”

"Even the Yuan Spirit people themselves call themselves 'evil gods'!"

"The self-proclaimed 'evil gods' of the Yuan Spirit people used the technology of the Northern Alliance to perfectly replicate their people, and the evil energy also wreaked havoc on the northern continent. Soon, the limited northern continent could no longer satisfy the Yuan Ling people, and the Yuan Ling people set their sights on the endless starry sky while instigating attacks on other regions!"

"As for the rest of the story..."

"The Primordial Spirits were defeated by the allies of the Minotaur Order?" Collier asked, narrowing his eyes, pen in his hand ready to record at any time.

"Yes, there have been many twists and turns, but that's the end result. Drahir nodded, "Regarding the final war between the Minotaur and the Yuanling, there are very detailed records within our elves, so detailed that I don't know where to start... If you want to see it, you can ask our first general through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and he will not refuse. ”

"I'll think about it. Pedi took a deep breath and didn't ask the rest of the story.

"You shouldn't be a stranger to Grand Duke Partved, right?" said Drahir suddenly.

"Of course!" Pedi nodded, "the pioneer of the Empire, the first Prime Minister, the great paladin, the magician, the learned, etc. ”

"His Highness Patved holds many titles... In fact, we once suspected that he had inherited the memories of a certain primordial spirit. Drahir's words were staring sideways at the trio, "Actually, I'm still skeptical at the moment, but His Highness Patved is a... In the words of your old empire, a true nobleman, and the soul of the primordial spirit has long since become crazy in endless life, and the soul memory of an ordinary human obviously cannot bear that kind of madness. ”

"Your imagination is rich!" Morinda commented softly.

Draxiel spread his hands, "How else do you explain it? a human can use just twenty years of knowledge comparable to hundreds of years of elves... This simply cannot be explained. ”

Collier couldn't help but say, "From the story you just had, I seem to have seen countless human beings like Archduke Patved. ”

Drahir immediately said, "So, my suspicions are reasonable, aren't they?"

"You just said that Ferrora has inherited the complete inheritance memory of the Undead Legion, what does that mean?" Pedy's mind flashed at the crucial question.

"This means that she has not only obtained the inheritance of the undead legion, but also the civilization inheritance of the Celtic Empire. Drahil straightened up, making the whole person very solemn, "Compared to the civilization inheritance of the Celt Empire, the memory of the undead legion is not worth mentioning at all. ”

"But the civilization of the Celtet Empire itself cannot be verified, maybe the story you just told is just a myth?" Collier shook his head slightly, "It's hard to believe that it's tens of thousands of years old. ”

"But what if it's true?" Drachier glanced at Collier and turned his gaze at Pedi, "Besides, if Ferrora really intends to establish a kingdom of the dead, it will be a disaster for the entire continent of Alan. ”

"The establishment of a civilization is not something that can be achieved in just a few decades, and even if Ferrola has the civilization inheritance of the Celtic Empire, it will take at least several hundred years. Morinda looked at the desolate meadow in the distance, and his eyes were full of thought.

"So, you want to sit back and leave the matter to your descendants?" said Drahir, a little excited.

"No, I'm just talking about a fact. Morinda turned his head to look at Drahiel, "In the previous conversation, you told us that wars with the undead often take decades... Even for hundreds of years, this is just a moment of sleep for you, but for us it is a lifetime!"

"We need to think seriously about the war against the undead legions. Pedi looked up at the blue sky overhead, "I don't want to spend my life fighting these corpses, and my people can't afford to pay for this war." ”

"Of course," Pedi said, "we will not turn a blind eye to this war, but we need a unified kingdom, not the current divided situation. ”

Drahir looked at the human king in front of him carefully, anger flashing in his eyes, "If I am not mistaken, you want us to support you in unifying the entire human kingdom. ”

Pedi withdrew his gaze from the sky, chuckled and did not answer the topic, and Collier next to him took a step forward with his chest straight, and whispered side by side with Drahir: "If there is no unified kingdom, how can we fight this war? Our army can't even get out of the kingdom gate." ”

Draxier immediately reassured, "Your army will definitely be able to reach the battlefield safely through the Suk Plains. ”

"You're naïve. Cowlier had a clear look of mockery on his face.

"Your Excellency General!" Morinda interrupted Drahir's rebuttal, "With the current chaos in the Suke Plain, even if the local city-state alliance is willing to let us station, we won't go, not to mention that there is a Suluk Principality in our midst. ”

When Morinda mentioned the Principality of Suluk, he emphasized it in a very thick tone.

Drahir reacted instantly when he heard the old orc's words, and he looked at Pedi with wide eyes, "You want to declare war on the Duchy of Suluk?"

But Pedi still didn't say anything.

"War declared?" Cowlier shook his head, "We're just going to send an army to help the Duchy of Suluk defend itself against the invasion of the undead legions... We have received information that the situation in the Principality of Suluk is not very rosy, and most of their territory is being ravaged by the undead legions. ”

...

Elok City, an important trading town during the Old Empire, was as prosperous as Suk City before the Orc Wars because of its location at the intersection of the Suker Plains, the Mage Tower, and the Crewe Realm.

After the establishment of the Principality of Suluk, with the intentional support of the elves and the trade of the port of Yekjar Town, the city of Iruk not only did not decay due to war, but became more and more prosperous.

Coupled with the already prosperous Chamber of Commerce group of Eloke Collar, the development of the city has accelerated.

When the Duchy, who had just finished the new election and was successfully re-elected, was ambitiously planning to take advantage of the chaos in the Sook Plain to seize a large territory west of the town of Tyre in the eastern part of the Suk Plain, the undead legion quietly descended!

This not only disrupted the authorities' long-planned plans, but also plunged the Principality into crisis...

It is a crisis of national destruction!

Endless fear has hung over the city of Elok for a whole month.

Sacrifices within the city are endlessly held throughout the month. The authorities were exhausted and finally had to abandon the initial moderation in front of the citizens and use coercive orders to hang a large number of citizens who participated in the evil sacrifices.

The riots seem to be suppressed by the thunderous tactics of the authorities, but the threat from outside is growing.

The entire western part of the Iruk Plain is now under the control of the Undead Legion, who have cut off the city of Iruk from the Suk Plain, as well as the road between the city and the port of Yekjar.

However, the soldiers at the front are fighting bloodily, and the leaders of the city are passing the buck to each other!

In recent days, both the Congress and the Consul's government have been flooded with endless meetings. The two sections pointed fingers at each other's incompetence, and the war of scolding between the bureaucrats of the two factions even extended to the streets and to the citizens.

Conflicts happen every day!

On June 6,

A letter of surrender from the Undead Legion sits on the desks of Corve-Rambo and Fipert Bob, along with news of the fall of Tyre.

Corve-Rambo ignored the letter of surrender and pondered for a long time the news of the fall of Tyre.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Corve-Rambo asked his secretary-general, Buniel Carr, to put aside the entire afternoon and personally go to the Capitol Office, which is just across the river from the ruling building.