"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. Apocalypse waved his arm and smiled heroically, "Now that Gustavo has fallen, our rebel group will next take control of all of Taren and use it as a base for resistance to dragon rule. ”

"Yes!Lord Apocalypse, please allow me to join, I am willing to contribute the alchemy techniques I have learned all my life to the cause of human resistance!" Kazan clenched his fists.

"Yes, it's your skills. Vivi grabbed Kazandi's arm and said to him seriously, "You see, Apocalypse's arm was cut off by Gustavo, and now my plan is to smelt that black spear with alchemy flame and make a prosthetic limb for him." ”

"Oh......" As soon as he talked about alchemy, Kazan became serious, and even his face became less obscene, "Do you want that kind of activated iron arm that connects nerves?"

"Uh-huh. ”

"That kind of product needs to be based on Chrisra steel, but the black gun is just a ready-made raw material, and it also needs some precious materials, but the most important thing is the alchemy array, I know that Gustavo's library has a lot of ancient texts, we have to go and see them, I haven't been in it a few times in so many years. ”

Apocalypse watched helplessly as the two of them left themselves aside, discussing as they headed in the direction of the castle. He was about to go out, when suddenly there was a whining sound in the corner, and the apocalypse followed the prestige, it turned out that the owner of the material store was still tied up, and the apocalypse untied the rope that bound him in disgust, and before he could speak, the man spoke first.

"Lord God-King, I am willing to give all my possessions to the Order!" the man heard the conversation and understood the identity of the Apocalypse.

"Oh? I heard...... To be like you, to be the owner of such a shop, you need to have a special relationship with the Blood Servants?Why, don't you have nostalgia for your old privileges?" asked Apocalypse.

"Hey, what a privilege...... "The gray-haired boss sighed, "If it weren't for the compulsion of life, who would want to be a saint...... What do you think I have to do with them? The old man once had a daughter, who was born beautifully, and was taken by a captain of the Praetorian Guard and forcibly occupied her, and the brute gave me two choices: either come to this shop to process alchemical materials, or hang me, we civilians, in order to save our lives, we had to choose to compromise. Afterward...... My miserable daughter is dead, and I am left alone to live. ”

"I see, you go to the square to find a long-haired young man named Joe, who is in charge of logistics and equipment, thank you for your generosity. ”

"Lord God-King!"

Apocalypse was about to leave, but was stopped by the old man, who shouted in a trembling voice.

"Gotta win. ”

......

"Hey! Isaac hurried over, "Don't you see the armory in the castle, it's all brand new equipment, it's been modified! Gustavo is not a fanatical alchemist, and he has left us a lot of good things." ”

"Well, we need to arm the warriors as soon as possible, and we must bring the Tarun region under the control of the Rebellion. Apocalypse nodded.

"That's exactly what I'm going to say, I took a few captives and tortured them, and guess what? Gustavo that idiot! He ordered the news of the blockade of Taren a few days ago, so even the adjacent Plains of Dead Ash don't know what's going on here. ”

"Yes! If you want me to say that this Gustavo is really a good man, he sent money and equipment, and he took the initiative to hide our movements. Izar didn't know when he came, he was dancing very excitedly, "Hey, don't be so old-fashioned, let's celebrate first, they have made a fire in the clearing, let's have an open meal and drink today!"

The atmosphere around Ash City was joyful, and even though it was late at night, the lights were still bright, and people who had suppressed themselves since birth took to the streets, drinking, singing, and dancing.

Isaac finally introduced the true identity of the Apocalypse to the rebels at this time, but after six hundred years, the people have no concept of the God King, but this does not affect their worship of the Apocalypse, the ancient God King has become the god of war in their eyes, they cheered and flocked to the Apocalypse, lifting him high, the Apocalypse, who had never experienced this, was very uncomfortable at first, and then laughed with everyone, and quietly abandoned the idea of wanting to stay away from the people in their hearts.

After the atmosphere subsided slightly, Apocalypse finally found an opportunity to go to the castle to find Vivi and Kazan, only to see the two of them muttering on the floor of the library.

"Ahem. Apocalypse coughed.

"Ah, the apocalypse, the good news is that we have found a way to make an activated prosthetic leg in Gustavo's collection, and if you attach it to your left arm, you can have the same flexible arm as before!" Vivi looked delighted.

"That's good, you two are really helpful. ”

When Apocalypse said this, the two young alchemists were very happy, and Kazan took an open book and handed it to Apocalypse and said, "There are three of the materials listed above, I know where to find them, but it will take time." ”

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, it's already a surprise to be able to make something like this. Apocalypse comforted.

"Hehe, I said he wouldn't mind. By the way, Apocalypse, let me tell you, I just read so many books, and I realized that the level of alchemy technology six hundred years ago has reached a height that I couldn't imagine before, and things like the Rosa floating ship are even feared by dragons! No wonder they don't dare to let humans gain knowledge. "Vivi is always chattering a lot.

"Okay, okay, you both should rest, these things are not urgent, I will tell Isaac tomorrow, we should set up a special alchemist group to provide a steady stream of technological power to the resistance front. Seeing that the two had not rested for a long time, and their faces were not very good, Apocalypse hurriedly sent them to sleep, and he himself came to the terrace and watched the people return to their homes or tents from the celebratory banquet in twos and threes.

Apocalypse looked at the sky, where there was already a slight white, after a night of hustle and bustle, a new dawn was about to be ushered in, and at this moment he was thinking about his past, all the memory fragments were hovering in his mind, but Apocalypse always felt that there was a lack of a clear vein to connect them.

First of all, no one knows where the dragons came from, as if they appeared out of thin air more than 600 years ago.

Secondly, how did Duden get the dragon's blood, and how did he connect with those giant creatures?

And then how long was the Apocalypse created, before or after the War of Annihilation?

All the clueless clues were like a mess, which made the apocalypse have a splitting headache, and actually caused a sense of fatigue in the ancient weapons that didn't need to sleep, and finally, he fell asleep against the wall......