"Robin, are you feeling excited, the long-lost ancient weapon 'Hades' is about to reappear in your hands...... Hehehehehe, hahahaha!" "Crockdahl stroked the huge stele, the stele didn't know how many years of wind and frost, but the handwriting was not a trace of blur, I don't know how it was preserved, or the reason for the material of this stele?

This stele is the one in the secret basement of the ancestral hall where the historical text is inscribed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Legend has it that in the history of this world, there was once a country that was extremely glorious, but it suddenly disappeared, and then the world government and navy appeared one after another. And this time, a full hundred years, has been erased from history, and there is no trace of it at all. Even as O'Hara, the gathering place of the world's knowledge, there is no record.

Nowadays, it is only this kind of stele that records the history of that disappeared.

And Robin, O'Hara's last legacy, the youngest doctor ever, is pursuing this historical text. Even at the cost of being wanted by the Navy, he was given the title of "son of the devil".

Hearing Crockdahl's question, Robin was distracted for a moment before replying, "Excited...... Yes, I just wish I could see the real historical text......"

"Is that all?" Crockdahl wondered, "Don't you want to get the 'Hades'? get it, and you'll get the real power, the power to rule the world!"

"Power ......" Robin looked at his hands, as if he could see that they were covered with blood, although she didn't use them every time she killed, "What's the use of getting it? Fate, there is no escape......

"Hahahaha...... Unexpectedly, are O'Hara's scholars a loyal fan of fatalism?" Crockdahl seemed to have heard something very funny, "So, is everything you O'Hara has experienced due to fate? If you had enough strength at that time, would you be willing to die because of fate?" hahahaha...... I have never believed in fate! Do you believe in a saying? Man will conquer heaven!"

"Man conquers heaven......," Robin asked, after a moment's thought, "then, Mr. Crockdahl, what is the reason why you want to gain power?

"Of course!" said Crockdahl with open hands, "and with the power, I can go to the end of the Great Voyage, obtain the Great Treasure, and ......"

"World domination?" Robin interjected.

"Of course! When the time comes, I will destroy the World Government, defeat the Navy, and build my own ideal world! Just like the name of my operation!

"Hehe, Mr. Crockdahl's dream is great......" Robin smiled gracefully, his hand quietly reaching behind his back.

"Is it great? haha, now, I don't have anyone to execute with me!Robin, come, as my right and left hand, help me open up the world, and when the time comes, whatever literature you can consult, the world is at your disposal, think about it, what a wonderful situation it is!" Crockdahl laughed, as if he had fallen into a fantasy, into a state of madness, "As long as we have power, as long as we get the 'Hades', no one will be able to override us!" When the time comes, you will be under me alone, above thousands of people, will there be any 'demon slaying order' or something like that to detain you?"

Seeing Crockdahl's state, Robin's hand quietly grasped the neck of a bottle of water, ready to attack at any moment. But just as her thumb was about to uncork the bottle, she heard the "Demon Slaying Order" in Crockdahl's mouth, and her heart jumped immediately, and the bottle in her hand fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Oh, it's water?" Crockdahl stopped talking and smiled as he looked at the trails of water that were spreading on the ground, "Don't you feel wasted to just sprinkle precious water on the ground?"

Or...... You want to throw it on my head?"

"How can I, Mr. Crockdahl, I'm just thirsty. Robin's heart was cold, but she suddenly became very calm after being on the verge of life and death for a long time, not at all like the person who had discovered her intentions, and looked at Crokedahl with a smile, not panicked at all.

"Huh...... I'll leave it to you. Crockdahl smiled noncommittally and flicked his coat towards the stairs, "Translate it as soon as possible, I'd love to see the glory of Hades soon!"

"Yes, Mr. Crockdahl......" Robin bowed politely, looking down at the bottle on the ground. By this time, the water had completely penetrated the ground, leaving only a wet mark. With a sigh, Robin turned his head to look at the stone tablet that recorded the text of history, or the information of ancient weapons.

"Hiss~ This is ......" Not long after reading it, Robin suddenly screamed in surprise, as if he had found something amazing. But then, her face became depressed, and the whole person seemed to have lost the strength to support her, lying on the stele, her fists kept hammering the stele, and her body slowly slid down along the stele, and she fell to the ground.

"Actually...... Is...... Something like that...... Damn, why ......"

"Alas...... ......Suddenly, Kobra's voice came to him, and his tone seemed to be quite exclamating. As soon as he was caught and entered, he was thrown against the wall, and the attention of the two of them was more focused on the stone tablet.

"You just wanted to sneak up and kill that guy from Crockdahl, right?" Kobra asked, but in an affirmative tone, "Actually, you should understand, he already discovered your intentions when he said those words......, right?"

"What are you?......" Robin turned his head and looked at Kobra in surprise, not knowing what to say.

"Hehe, I can see that you are different from that guy, you are a kind person......" The guy in Kobra's mouth was obviously Crockdahl, "If you just did it, you are just looking for death......"

"This ......" Robin covered his mouth in surprise, it had been so long, since the age of eight, Kobra was the first person to say that she was kind. She is used to being called the "Son of the Devil", but she is a little uncomfortable.

"It's nothing ......" Kobra sighed and moved his body slightly to make himself sit more comfortably, the tortured body would make him frown at the slightest change of position, "It's easy to tell......

"It's what you've been through that makes me wonder how deep the pain is hidden in my heart...... Seeing that you were left by Crockdahl to translate these ancient words, you should be a remnant of O'Hara, right? I see, hahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

"You must have lost all hope of life, child...... I don't know why, but looking at the way you just looked, I can guess that you really want to die, but you can't do it yourself, so you want to pretend to be that guy's hand......, right? Hehe, child, never give up hope of life, live, there is hope!"

"To live is to have hope...... Is it?" Robin hesitated, repeating Kobra's words.

"Child, you should have a bottom in your heart before you read it, right? What is this thing, what is this thing that our family has guarded for generations? ”

"That's the source of evil...... Cobra sighed.

"Sin...... "Robin muttered as Cobra spoke.

"Huh...... Forgive me for my greed, I know what it is, but I don't know what it is, can you tell me this old fellow, and let me know before I die, what is written on this stele?

"Stone tablet ......" Robin raised his head and stroked the ancient words on the stone tablet with his hand, which was something that only she could decipher now, "...... above" sighed, and Robin's tone was decadent. She spoke so earnestly and attentively, like a pilgrim, except that she was looking for the words. However, because of this, she didn't see the weird smile on Kobra's lips at all.

Walking out of the ancestral hall, Crockdahl stretched, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of successful conspiracy. However, the smile did not last long before it turned into a heavy expression.

"It's ...... It's a familiar breath, a powerful breath, who is it?"

Crockdahl raised his head and looked out of the city, and although he couldn't see it, he could really feel that a strong aura was rapidly approaching Albana. And this aura is full of hostility, but there is no real murderous aura, just like a knife hidden inside, the momentum of the strong man rushes over in waves, as if he is provoking him without restraint.

"There is domineering in the momentum, and this momentum is ...... Hehe, it turned out to be that guy. The 'Ideal Township Project' can't be allowed to be destroyed by anyone, and since you've provoked it, I'll take it, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!" As soon as Crockdahl's words fell, the man turned into a sandstorm and rose into the sky. The monstrous momentum collided with the momentum from the Flying Squirrel Lieutenant General.

At the same time, the king's army and the rebel army, who had been facing each other for many days, also felt the collision of these two momentums, and the already tense heartstrings were even tighter.

The human heart, like the strings of a bow, will have no strength and no momentum if it is too loose. But if you stretch it too tightly, it will break off suddenly. At this time, this was confirmed, the sudden burst of momentum collision made the soldiers on both sides can't help but tighten their heartstrings, they are the most ordinary soldiers, or people with a little strength, but under the collision of these two powerful breaths, they all feel a little stuffy in their chests, and they want to find a way to vent, otherwise they may be oppressed by this pressure and go crazy.

It was also in this situation that the heartstrings of a soldier of the King's Army were first broken......