The Protoss ignored the two of them's shock, and after assigning them a place not to move, he restrained them, and then went to the strange materials to operate the equipment on his own.

Ertos looked at it for a while and sighed, "It turns out that before the Protoss became the current faith-based civilization, there really existed an era dominated by another type of civilization. It's a pity they didn't stick to it......"

"What do you know? If we didn't make changes, our clan wouldn't even be able to see today's scenery, and we would have been wiped out a long time ago!" the Protoss replied suddenly, causing Ertos to be stunned for a moment, and immediately asked him what this meant, but the Protoss stopped talking.

"What do you mean by that?"

Unable to extract useful words from the mouth of this Protoss, Aertus was disappointed for a while and answered the young man's doubts: "We have excavated several divine kingdoms, and found that many of them are not like tools made by the Protoss themselves, those things are similar to these in front of us, more like the tools we made with magic guides than the divine craft, but they are by no means items made by our human race, more like things made by the life of another civilization." Some people speculate that the Protoss also manipulated the life of other planets, and these instruments are the tribute of the lives of those planets, but the biggest problem with this speculation is that if the Protoss had the life of other planets to sacrifice their faith, it would never become as weak as it is now, and we have not seen any traces that can confirm this conjecture so far; 。 ”

"It's just that a new question arises again, why did the Protoss choose to completely abandon all the previous achievements and become what it is now?"

Otos tried to think as he answered the boy's questions, but of course they could not be answered. After thinking for a while and unable to come up with a result, Ertos gave up and continued to look at everything in the room, trying to find some clues.

"Senior, you said that there are very few such items excavated in other god kingdoms, so could it be that this god clan is the god who is responsible for keeping the items of their previous civilization, and there will be various documents that record history in detail here?" The young man looked at the actions of the god clan for a while, and found that some of them were similar to magic, but most of them could not be understood, and he suddenly thought of this when he noticed what he recorded.

"Makes sense!" Ertos snapped, he seemed more interested in the hidden history of the Protoss, more of a historian than the Brave.

Thinking of the many closed doors in the corridor before, Ertos couldn't help but think, maybe one of the doors contained the information that recorded the history of the Protoss, but looking at the current situation of the two of them, he was suddenly a little depressed: "It's a pity that we are trapped here at this time, otherwise I must find out if there is a historical record in this kingdom of God, if we can find it, it will definitely allow us to understand the Protoss better." No, even if there are no written records, these tools made by previous civilizations here are enough to improve our understanding of the Protoss a lot......"

As he spoke, the Protoss stopped what he was doing and walked in front of the two, and Ertos laughed disdainfully: "What, angry?"

"Why should I be angry with a dead man?" said the Protoss, grabbing Ertos' head and slamming him to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth as he struggled to his feet.

Aertus was about to say something to show his toughness, but he saw him take out a sharp knife with a word written on it, and stabbed it towards Atos's arm, Atos suddenly turned into a scream when it reached his throat, and the knife pulled out the flesh and rolled up, and the gods recited the magic to freeze Athos who wanted to struggle, and then took out a glass-like vessel to hold up the blood and flesh that he shed, and got up and left without treatment.

"Senpai, are you alright?"

"I'm like this...... Seems to be all right?" Ertos struggled for a moment and lay on the ground, panting and not moving, but his eyes were straight at the movements of the Protoss, as if he wanted to remember his every move.

I saw that the protoss took the vessel containing the flesh and blood of Athos back to its place, and then pressed a few buttons on the console, and a funnel-shaped entrance popped out and stretched out in front of him, he poured those flesh and blood into it, and the entrance retracted, and after a while, the liquid in the pipe began to change, and bubbles continued to bubble out like boiling, and the cultivation tank containing the god-created man in the middle was filled with bubbles, and he couldn't see it at all.

"It's a pity, my first love ......," Ertos observed for a moment and saw that the girl was not a real person.

"Even if the person is a real person, but he is only twelve or thirteen years old, senior, you are actually this kind of person?"

The boy couldn't help but complain, but Ertos didn't answer, just looked at the wound on his arm, and then at the cultivation tank, and after a while said, "He can't merge my flesh and blood with that girl, right?"

"......" The young man hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say, and at this time, the Protoss stopped his movements again and came to the two of them again.

"It's your turn to get stabbed this time. Otos smiled gloatingly at the boy, who suddenly felt sorry for him in vain.

Then everything didn't go as Artos wanted, and the Protoss just said coldly, "Go back to your cell." So he went straight out the door.

Back in the room, Ertos complained about the unfairness and sat down on the bed and sighed at his wounds.

The boy sat dry for a while, feeling that it was not possible to go on like this, so he asked Ertos about the problem of magic practice, although his daughter Ainia is the demon king, but after all, she is from the demon race, many of her ideas and the human magic born under the magic of the magic are not the same, and even some of them are contrary, at this time after asking Ertos who is also from the human race, many questions are solved, and he is suddenly excited, if it is not for the state of the prisoner at this time, he can't wait to immediately practice those magic several times.

The two of them asked and answered, stopping every time the food was delivered, silently calculating how long it had been.

After two days like this, the Protoss opened the door of the cell again, and led the two of them to the room full of the creations of the previous civilizations of the Protoss.