The thin Taoist priest in front of him, who was covered in ice slag and shivered with cold, could survive the great war in ancient times, and fought for 3,000 years at the North Pole and the biting cold?

How do you look and how do you think it's impossible to put .......

But the next moment...... This time-traveler's predecessor let me know the terrible ...... of those monks in ancient times

After the vision blurred slightly, the three of us came to a warm hotel.

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The most important thing is that Natania, who was a baby a moment ago, has transformed into a 10-year-old girl dressed in aristocratic clothes and with elegant manners......

If it weren't for the similarity between the eyebrows, and the words of the little girl. I guess I'll summon lightning, rush back to the North Pole, go crazy looking for my daughter, and then beat up this stinky Taoist priest regardless of the difference in strength.

"Daddy, uncle...... Is this dress good for Nia to wear? Does Nia look good? ”

The little girl turned around happily, amazed the audience.

A hand was on my shoulder,

"Immeasurable Tianzun, if you don't have a violent spirit, you will let go of the super killing, and sure enough, this time it's a big game."

The weak voice behind him, coupled with the fact that after turning around, the companion of the traverser was even paler than when he first came out of the North Pole......

Sure enough, it's not pretending, and if you pretend, you have to pay the price......

Picking up this fellow traveler who seemed to be a spell backlash, after casting the magic of 5 shillings, he asked for a comfortable room,

He needed to rest, I needed to ask, and the little princess seemed to be sleepy again......

The fire was blazing in the room, and no matter how big the snowstorm was outside the window, there was only comfort and coziness in this room.

The Taoist priest sat on the ground and said, "I want to meditate."

Began the so-called meditation.

And the little princess, who yawned a lot, also climbed into the comfortable big bed and fell asleep......

As for me, the most sober of the three, I had to open the strange reward in my travel bag......

A banquet dress that even can't be described as luxurious...... Lady's ......

This is...... Reward?

The eyes swept over the other 2 people in the room, the Taoist priest was wearing women's clothes, and it was estimated that he would kill me......

The only one who could be the little princess was ......

But it's going to take another 10 years......

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it in my life. The grass hall sleeps enough in spring, and the day outside the window is late. ”

The meditating guy woke up...... And I need to go...... Because until I see that clear eye again, I can only be alone......

I looked at the little princess who was still sleeping, and was ready to entrust this proud daughter of Siberia to this Taoist priest, hoping to help me for the sake of the traverser.

"Lang lives in a township, and his sister is in a foreign land. The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the road is deep and long. One day, the mountains will turn into water. I hope that the two townships will become one township. ”

The awakened princess seemed to unconsciously sing this song that had impressed me, different from the sadness of the original singer......

There are more melodious children's voices in the song, and more hope.

The Taoist priest who heard this ballad jumped three feet high and rushed to the little princess,

Before squeezing out a menacing countenance, the expression of his face had been defeated under the big watery eyes.

I had to hold back my smile and look at the face of a Taoist priest who couldn't cry or laugh and asked me for help......

Because, little Lori was frightened, shrunk into a ball, hiding in the quilt and shivering......

"Uncle is a bad guy...... Don't bully Natania ~~"

"Natania is very well-behaved, very well-behaved......"

With bursts of sobbing, streams of blue electricity bloomed next to this small quilt, crackling,

In the exclamation of the Taoist priest, the little Lori who continued to discharge and cry didn't know what to do, holding a black long stick and kept biting and gnawing.

The energy surging on the stick gradually dissipated as Lori cried and ate at the same time.

And little Lori's face is even more ruddy and cute.

"Natania is full~~~ I want to come to hug ~~"

It can only be said that this traverser senior seems to have a "fate" with this guy by nature, while crying helplessly watching Natania climb up and down on him, he also has to make an electron cluster casually to plug the mouth of little Lori.

Life is so lovely......

It's time to leave...... Next stop, Vatican ......

The Demon King is the Demon King after all

Somewhere in Romania, it met me again, and almost instantly, the night turned into the biggest nightmare.

Seriously injured......

The overwhelming hell spells, the family knight awakened by the obsession of "guarding", beat me to a serious injury.

If it weren't for the last words that floated from somewhere, maybe ...... I've become a ghost rider with no thinking powers.

"The night is a mother, gentle and quiet, not cruel ......"

This sentence with the power of the law made me, who was invincible, have the last trace of spirit, and the "lightning" quickly left the encirclement.

Left behind were a large number of Demon King servants, and the old man who was in hot pursuit.

For the first time, I began to resent that the night was so long......

Even though the old man had tried his best, he could not get rid of the old man's entanglement.

The ammunition bottomed out, and the chamber overheated.

Behind me, as then, ghostly hymns drifted straight into my ears.

The old man's figure kept flashing around me.

The same sentence was said in a cold and brutal tone.

"My knight, you've been on the run for too long, return to my command......"

It's dawn...... The "lightning" that burst out with infinite vitality let out a long hiss unwillingly, and the flames all over his body suddenly dissipated in the sunlight.

And I could only change back into the form of a "human", desperately watching the old man disappear into the place where the morning sun rose.

Because, those knights are still chasing me.

Day after day, I have lost count of how much time I've been chased.

The alternation of night and the rising sun, I am almost out of food......

"O sky...... It's all cloud"

"O sea...... You're all water......"

A 2-meter-tall human stands on a small island with lush vegetation, ignoring the severity and danger of injury, and roars some strange Chinese verses.

He is a Kaubaik, the last bronze human who is hundreds of meters high, and a great magician who has been fighting alone against a billion angels for hundreds of years.

My savior is also one of the traversers.

Hope is always self-created, and at the last minute, I broke into a vast labyrinth.

And the owner of this labyrinth is the same badly injured Kaobaike as I am.

As for why he and I came to this island, we can only thank the overwhelming army of angels.

Relying on the idiom before the crossing, Kaobaike and I made an adventurous fisherman plan.

It turns out that compared to heretical magicians, it is indeed the demon king and his knights who are more able to attract the hatred of the angels.

Angels and demons fight, and the sound of shouting and killing shakes the four fields.

And the two unlucky guys, who were also seriously injured, seized this glimmer of life, and let the "lightning" carry us here by leaning on the last trace of darkness before the rising sun.

So there is the above scene.

"Alceylam Kaubaik! You bastard! Tell me your purpose, who allowed you to set foot in this sacred land!? ”

It's not good to talk too loudly, and a group of sturdy female warriors in ancient armor don't even give us time to react after questioning.

And the spear that covered the sky flew over.

Smiled apologetically at me, the archmage who had been called a heretic by the Angel Legion met the shining spear with his flesh.

I couldn't do anything because the power of the Demon King completely crushed my body, and all I could do was gasp for air, and gasp for air.

The sound of the tinkling bell came to mind, and there was another sigh

"Spears are useless to me, ...... long ago"

I didn't listen to it because I was in a cave when I woke up again.

I'm so badly wounded that even the well-informed Great Magician can't heal me.

The cave for temporary shelter was filled with a strange smell, and countless flasks and tubes were filled with liquids of various colors.

Many materials, if brought to reality, will almost subvert the current medicine.

For example, the drip I am giving now is the brain marrow of a dragon that is considered to be a legendary species.

What I had just drunk was a bowl of decoction made from Hydra's blood.

"All you can do now is to temporarily use the essence of the legendary species to suppress the strange energy in your body."

There was a sorrow in the words of the Great Magician, even though he had made peace with the female warriors of the island.

Sometimes, the queen of the place would come to visit me and bring me a little bit of the island's unique spring of immortality.

Even the spring that Hera had blessed was only a slight relief from my growing pain.

Finally, one day, the great magician talked to me very seriously, and I have known him for only half a month now.

I've never seen him so serious, and to be honest, this kind of expression really makes me feel a sense of fear - the aura that emanates from all over his body is not that of the lazy great magician.

It is a bronze human who has survived countless battles through the vicissitudes of life

"Carter, would you like to gamble?"

"Is it the kind of surgery or medicine that either survives or dies directly?"

"Well, that demonic curse and dark energy in your body, there is only one way to do it now"

The archmage, pacing back and forth, began to tell his story slowly......

“…… That's it, I survived~~~"

Blood of the hero Herax, waters of the River Styx?

"I'm going to be quiet......" I said slowly.

"I respect your choice, but I can only give you one night," said the Kaobai, who was walking at the entrance of the cave, again

"Before noon tomorrow, if you don't act, you can only completely dissipate between heaven and earth"

I wanted to go out for a walk, pull out the countless catheters on my body, and drink the fountain of immortality at the head of the bed, which Cobaic jokingly called a "sedative."

Come on, old friend...... Join me in taking a look at this place that can only be imagined in manga in previous lives

I took the lightning and walked on the paradise island in the afternoon.

This is the place of Hera, the queen of heaven in Greek mythology, and the entire family of Amazonian warriors moved to the island under the leadership of their queen.

Far from killing, far from struggle, no pain, no sorrow.

Thanks to the Great Magician, I can wander here quietly with my old buddies, and occasionally a few animals haunt the turquoise forest, leaving behind the silence of the chirping.

In front of me, there is a lake composed of splashing mountain springs, a small waterfall of white flowers, happily falling into the clear lake, and the reflection of the lake surface is a tired and aging face.

His name is Carter Slader.

Finding a smooth rock at random and lying down, my mind did not stop at my injury, but crossed the long river of time, and once again constructed the most beautiful eyes in the world in front of my eyes.

"Carter, you say, will we be happy in the future?"

"Yes, because you are my happiness"

…………………………..

"Carter, do you think we'll be happy like this forever?"

"Yes, because you are the happiness of my life"

………………………………

On the prairie, let the warm days be in front of me one by one, and the eyes of longing are always focused on the petite figure

Countless nights of darkness, that weak harbor carried trembling fear

On countless days of thunderstorms, the sound of the morning sun dispelled all thunder and lightning.

It's a little weak, I laugh at myself

The injuries and the change in age made the most famous cowboy of the prairie lose the courage to continue fighting.

The cowboy couldn't even pull out his gun......

He slowly stood up and stroked the MODEL1889 shotgun on his waist

Now it is difficult to even raise the gun and keep shooting while standing.

But there's a way......

Well, isn't it just going to hell?

Bet on the luck of the cowboys!