"The Titans are really powerful. Richard himself didn't know what he was muttering, and he was a little confused now, even suspecting that he was dreaming.

"Of course, after all, the grade is there, no matter how bad it is, how bad it can be. Chief Setos patted himself on the chest, "And with our Iron Giant as a reference, of course it's much better than fumbling around." ”

"What a coincidence. Nehru slapped his face, his face full of surprise, "Isn't this just right for our wise and martial lords." ”

"Sycophants. Abu snorted coldly, looking at the kobold with disdain on his face, "Obviously you are a lord who is extremely handsome and handsome, you have added a lot of handsomeness!"

"And what's more coincidental, do you know?" said Setos, clutching his chest for a long time and looking at Richard with a good eye, "Because the Iron Heart is based on our Iron Giant, I happen to have a copy of it now." Isn't it a coincidence? Isn't it a surprise?"

The expression of the Lord of Alpine Fort instantly became difficult to describe.

There was something flickering in his eyes, it was greed, bone-eating greed.

Just like a fish longs for water, a bird longs for a flight. The lord also knew that he was determined to get this thing.

It's not that he blindly worships Titans, or that he thinks the ancient secret legends must be powerful. Instead, the entire Sacred Word Prayer cultivation system is now like a pool of stagnant water, and it is indeed in urgent need of fresh blood to replenish it.

The ultimate height of a system depends on how many participants are willing to contribute to it.

The most typical example is magic - humans now have a very prosperous and comprehensive system of magic, but that was not built in a day. Rather, on the basis of a small inheritance, generations of magicians have passed on the torch to seek the mysteries of the elements, and bravely explore the unknown wilderness shrouded in darkness.

In the process, some people give up and use no name, some people fail and their lives cannot be saved, but there are always people who succeed and light up a new map.

It is precisely because of the wisdom of countless people who have contributed their wisdom and expanded their boundaries little by little like ants building nests, that the magic territory has gradually grown and expanded to the point where it is today. A more complete magic system can attract more Toshihiko to participate, and take steps towards a broader but more mysterious unknown.

This is an example of a positive cycle, and the situation with Word Prayer is completely different.

Even Richard, a stakeholder, could deny that the art of Divine Word is now a marginalized antique, farther from the mainstream than between the moon and the sun.

For individuals, it is a virtue not to blindly follow the majority. But for a system, being out of the mainstream is deadly – it means not being able to absorb the best talent for a long time. Without enough brilliant minds, it is difficult for theories to be updated and systems to be developed.

The full exploration of the Sacred Word Prayer flourished for a brief time during the Elemental Low Tide thousands of years ago, and then quickly came to a standstill as the elemental tides warmed up.

When the times are developing rapidly, the holy word and prayer that stays in place is equivalent to being abandoned by the times.

In fact, the human body itself has many wonders and mysteries, and there must be many potentials to be explored as a sacred prayer technique specializing in the body and spirit. But potential is only potential after all, and if it can't be realized, it's not worth a single copper.

This dilemma is not something that one or two people are capable of solving.

It's like since the dragon slayer Richard came out of nowhere and learned that he was a cultivator of the Holy Word Prayer Technique, there must have been some stupid brains who followed the trend. But it doesn't help to deal with the general decline, because the quantity and quality are not up to par, and they are far from it.

But the Iron Heart, which the Titans needed to make for the war, has the possibility of breaking out of the barrier.

Of course, Richard would not blindly praise the Titans because of the glory they once had, that would be foolishness. But it's not that because they're now evil, they're degraded to nothing, which is also stupid.

Objectively evaluated, as a top magical creature, the Titan's own level is absolutely sufficient. When faced with the urgent needs of war, they have the wisdom and resources at their disposal, which are enough to support several technological explorations. In addition, with the Iron Giant as a reference object, it is strange that such extravagant conditions cannot make any breakthroughs.

Before Richard could speak, Chief Sethos continued, "If you want, I can give it to you now, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

The lord looked at his face and could only catch one emotion, and that was the unparalleled sincerity.

So he also got serious and asked in a deep voice, "What conditions?"

"Remember when I told you that there was a group of Silver Giants who followed the lonely George to stay on the other side?" Seeing Richard nodding, Chief Setos continued, "Those Silver Giants may indeed be dead, but I still hope that you can help me inquire about them, even if it is the news of their extinction. ”

Something seemed to glitter in Chief Setos' eyes, "They may be the last Superior Giant's veins besides us." That is the only brother we can have, and the only friend who can understand the rise and fall of our Iron Giant. ”

This unexpected condition made Richard silent for a long time, "Aren't you afraid of disappointment?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of loneliness, 10,000 years is too long......"

Chief Setos is already in tears.

............

The Iron Giant's tears made Richard's heart heavy.

If he experienced it carefully, he could actually understand a little bit of Chief Setos's feelings-

was originally a high-ranking nobleman with a respected status, and his life was also prosperous and calm. It's just that the environment changed suddenly 10,000 years ago, and in order to survive the heavy proposition, I had no choice but to follow the sect master to leave my home and march towards a completely unknown new world.

It's a pity that it didn't go well at the beginning, and under the perfect etiquette and kind face of the aborigines, there is still a heart that kills your whole family. What's even more unfortunate is that they are still very strong, and after the declaration of war, they will be followed by hundreds of years of continuous defeat, with no hope of victory, until they are already on the verge of a thousand cliffs behind them.

Finally, relying on the sacrifice of the Son of Gold, the Jedi finally turned the tables and defeated the enemy, won the right to live, and got a little respite. In a trance, he suddenly found that everyone except himself was becoming more and more crazy, even including the sect master who was originally regarded as a god.

This kind of fate is like deliberately joking with yourself.

Presumably, all Iron Giants must have experienced a complete collapse of their worldview, and they are in constant fear. The long life span was originally a gift from God, but now it seems to have become endless torture.

Without time to dilute their memories, Richard simply didn't know how they would survive.

After experiencing so many hardships, how happy it would be if you could find your original brotherhood in your lifetime and talk to each other again, and take out the bitterness of the past as a joke.