"I hope you didn't turn all the blood stains into dust." Angelo re-entered the hall, the simple handling and ventilation had softened the smell, the marks on the walls and tables were more visible, and the most severely damaged counter was crumbling, looking like it had been attacked by some beast. The blood on the ground was gone, and the two didn't need to know who had died, they just needed to know what had happened here.

"There is a task on the bulletin board to go to the Thunder Valley to catch the Thunderbird, although it is not clear who took it, but the date behind it is three months ago, that is, the situation here is likely to be because of the Thunderbird?" Angelo depicts a broken wooden plank, with faint handwriting in black ink on it, and a completed certificate outlined in red behind it.

The Thunderbird is a unique eighth-level magical beast in the Falling Thunder Valley, the whole body is as hard as iron, ordinary spells cannot be harmed, and a pair of claws are even more armor-piercing weapons, due to racial talent, the Thunderbird can spray lightning that can be as thick as a bucket in its mouth, and the wave of its wings can produce a dense power grid, and even some ninth-level magical beasts must avoid its edge. However, fortunately, the Thunderbird will not leave the Falling Thunder Valley until it reaches adulthood, and it rarely leaves this homeland after becoming an adult. Its claws and leg bones are high-grade materials for refining magic guides and staffs, and the crystal nuclei in its brain are much purer than those of thunder-based demonic beasts in other places, and even its feathers are a luxury that nobles love because of their brilliant colors. Thunderbirds have many years of experience in hunting and killing them, and it is dangerous to go out.

There was a stirring in Benedict's back, and Nishizawa, who was sleeping in a daze, poked his head out from under Benedict's robe, shook his head, and stretched out his paws at Angelo.

Angelo, who was rushing at him from behind, naturally didn't see it, and Nishizawa moved to jump off Benedict's shoulder, and then was grabbed by the back of the neck. Angelo's milky cry made Angelo turn around, and saw Nishizawa staying in the crook of Benedict's arm, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's really awake and doesn't recognize people." ”

"Who's to say it isn't. Anyway, I carried it all the way. Benedict secretly knocked Nishizawa's head, and the Xiaoice bear knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so he obediently rubbed his finger that knocked it painfully, and then stared at Angelo with blue eyes, releasing the meaning of asking for a hug.

I'm not going to take Nishizawa over, Angelo has understood this little guy's clinginess these days, and he has never been able to put it on the ground.

"I guess it should be the disaster caused by the Thunderbird, and the person who completed the task is not capable enough to kill the Thunderbird, so he should have been deceived by the Thunderbird." Angelo clapped his hands and walked over to the smashed counter to take a closer look, "There's no trace of magic here, maybe it's because the Thunderbird has been potioned." ”

Judging from the messy traces here, the entire guild has already left, and no one has even left a mark for those who come behind. Looking around, Angelo was gloomy, "This accident came really suddenly." ”

"Maybe." Benedict's voice was faint, as if it were an exclamation from outside the sky. Angelo turned his head and saw Benedict's flickering eyes to know what he was thinking again, and without making a sound, Angelo walked out the door, and the red dust that was shaken by Benedict and the yellow sand outside were intertwined, and soon there was no trace, leaving only a faint smell of rust lingering.

"When I was looking at the Nether Realm at the Shrine, I never felt that anything happened suddenly." A voice came from behind him, and Angelo slowly leaned towards the person behind him.

"Everything happens for a reason, but in front of the experiencers and the latecomers, there is only a sudden here, no ......" Angelo said for a while, nothing? Not foreseeing or feeling precarious? Foresight, Angelo blinked, this place, if Ackerman was involved, then it is very likely that this matter is not accidental.

Turning his eyes to the person who was thinking, Angelo smiled, "Don't you think that the reborn are almost like gods?" "Rebirth, in Angelo's previous life, is the same fantasy theme as time travel, but it's a pity that Angelo, a science and technology expert, is dedicated to his research, and he has never dabbled in these, but he only knows, and he only knows.

"It is more appropriate for a regenerate person to be a soul than a soul." Benedict pinched his chin and pulled Angelo to the front, the dust in the air already slowly dispersing, shimmering in jagged light and shadow under the influence of the midday sun.

With a wave of his hands, the stones and dust of different colors on the ground gradually turned into a pattern, and a man looking down from above jumped to the ground, "God is above the continent, observing and supervising all the worlds. "The pattern slowly changes, and an identical reflection appears" When a world takes shape, it forms its own projection, which is what you call a parallel world on Earth. ”

Angelo looked at the pattern on the ground, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You mean, this continent is also reflected from the original continent?" ”

"No, it won't." Benedict rested his chin on Angelo's shoulder, "Whatever continent God is, which continent is the essence." This unwritten, even unreasonable, reason is taken for granted by Benedict.

He was the only one in the world who could say this, Angelo thought to himself, but did not say it. "You're staring at everything, and Ackerman knows the most about the course of a world, right?"

"That's right." Benedict changed one of the worlds, but not all of them, "but he exploited the loophole and changed the course of the world." ”

Angelo listened to the depressed voice in his ears, raised his eyebrows, and slightly withdrew his shoulders to expose the person who was still pretending to be melancholy. The corners of his mouth and the smugness in his eyes were fleeting, and Benedict looked at Angelo with a bitter expression.

"Since the mercenaries can't be found, let's go to Thunder Valley first." Angelo looked as usual, and if he had let go of the hands that were pinching Benedict's cheeks, the picture would have been more normal.

Benedict unloaded the protective power of Angelo before he could do it, otherwise Angelo would really not be able to twist it. Returning Benedict's facial features to normal, Angelo's eyes curled, "You say, isn't it?" ”

He was still worried about him before, Angelo gritted his back molars, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be stopped, since it had no effect on Benedict, he didn't need to worry about anything else.

"In this place, if there is no guide who is familiar with the terrain, most people will not choose to enter it, and this time is just right, don't worry about other people in the valley." Benedict nodded, moved his cheeks quietly, and with a wave of his palm, the pattern he had demonstrated before became the mountains and rivers on the map. Simply sketching the terrain of Luolei Valley, "In order to prevent us from being struck by lightning as soon as we enter, it is better to walk in." "Although he can know the detailed terrain by sweeping his divine sense, the reputation of this Falling Thunder Valley is all due to the unpredictable thunder,

"God is also afraid of thunder?" Angelo's slightly smiling tone made Benedict feel that his justification had become a weakness, but he nodded, "God has weaknesses too." He wasn't lying, God had weaknesses, and his weakness was the man in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

Angelo's lips pursed slightly, the curvature of the corners of his eyes has not changed, and he grabbed the palm beside him, dry and warm, Benedict's palm has two knuckles longer than his, the strong bones and well-defined knuckles prove the strength of these hands, but these hands are always gentle when they are in their own hands.

"Let's go, Lord God." The morning star in the purple eyes sparkled, indicating Angelo's pleasure at this time, as for whether he knew Benedict's weakness or because he knew what this weakness was, only Angelo himself knew.

A long time ago, Luolei Valley was originally a natural danger of the Xinlu Empire, but because of the development of the empire and the enhancement of its strength, they were gradually not satisfied with relying on this natural danger, but wanted to have a broader land. As a result, after hundreds of years of conquest, Luolei Valley gradually became the center of the Xinlu Empire, and it was precisely because of the existence of this natural cultivation ground that the thunder mages of the Xinlu Empire were much stronger than those of other empires.

As the most powerful magical element, the prosperity of the lightning system has created the characteristics of the entire empire in terms of force and behavior. Arbitrary, strong, and the fighters of this country are also the most easily provoked.

"Speaking of which, if there are still descendants of the Beamon clan in ancient times, their descendants are likely to be from the Xinlu Empire." The entrance to the Valley of Falling Thunder was not thrilling, and the two of them talked about the history of Xinlu in a leisurely stroll, as the main god who witnessed the progress of the whole world, Benedict suddenly thought of the multi-race in ancient times, and the most irascible ones were Beamon and the dwarves.

"Beamon, the historical race that was annihilated more than three thousand years ago, can you really think about it." Angelo pouted, he was excited when he found out about the elves and dwarves in the historical texts, and found that the time of the transcription was written at the end of the book, dating back to 5,000 years ago.

Coupled with the news he received from Benedict, Angelo completely gave up the possibility of discovering non-human species on the continent, and even the elemental elves had not appeared for nearly eight hundred years.

"I just think that the secret method of the royal family of the Xinlu Empire is very similar to the madness of the Beamon clan." Benedict shrugged indifferently, Angelo nodded, every imperial royal family has a secret method inheritance, which can be regarded as a means to ensure the status of the royal family by force, but no one else can know it except the heir. As for why Benedict knew, Angelo didn't have to think about it, and he would be curious about what he didn't know.

The sky was full of dark clouds, far less than the yellow sand of the valley mouth, and the wind was blowing fiercely, and the gloomy sky represented that they had really entered the range of thunder. The two of them who were originally chatting also converged slightly, and they could both feel the thick abnormal thunder element in the air.

Angelo saw the figure passing in front of him from time to time, to be honest, there was no other kind of creature that could survive here except for the single thunder creature, but it was this that made the explorers who entered the Falling Thunder Valley suffer a lot.

"Tsk, the thunder falling over there is much thicker than the one outside." Benedict pointed to the center of Fall's Valley, so far away that they could see a bolt of lightning no less than the size of a bucket.

Judging from the sudden increase of two percent of the thunder elements in the air, lightning of this level does not fall very often. Otherwise, there is no living creature in the Thunder Valley at this time.

"Shall we go to the center?" Angelo looked at the tiny lightning that began to fall from time to time on both sides, and took a deep breath, for thunder mages, this is indeed heaven, of course, if the strength is not enough, this can also be hell.

"In fact, now, I'm going to help you suppress the other three vortices until you have a lightning condensation." Benedict pressed his palm on Angelo's lower abdomen, "Before the other three condensations, you can only use the lightning system, no problem, right?" ”

Angelo nodded, in fact, he is very biased in the use of magic, for the lightning system he only uses it for attacks, and rarely develops other effects, and now it is suppressed, which is also a workout.

However, Angelo raised his eyebrows, "Your hands don't need to be so tight, right?" ”

"I promise, it's necessary." Benedict's serious look made Angelo grit his teeth.