PS: Thank you Ghost Xinyu for the reward again. I came back from overtime, and I finally caught up, and the two were combined and offered. I'm sorry everyone.

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A long time ago, there were gods walking on the earth in this world.

He taught all beings to use knowledge to ignite the fire of wisdom and let civilization sprout in chaos. He represents knowledge, what he represents, everything in the world, the rules of this world.

Although the gods had already left this place before the last silver plague, they had long since disappeared into the depths of the endless mist. But the creations he left behind, even the knowledge, and the mysterious language of the original gods, etc., have been preserved by many races in the world.

Many races even retain copies of the deity's face, a humanoid form with bright wings on its back, a silvery clock on its forehead, and a mysterious image of the Chaos Mists surrounding it.

Based on the imprint of the clock at that time, the beings also speculated that this deity was likely to be the incarnation of the god of time.

Of course, because civilization has not been completely civilized, even a complete language almost does not exist, and in the chaos, many living beings can only roughly record the appearance of the gods, but they cannot record it more carefully.

Of course, it is not possible to record more complete information, because a more detailed record, as if the image has mysterious power, will instantly shatter the carrier of the facsimile, and everything around it will be reduced to nothingness.

Even sentient beings find that even the appearance of the gods in their minds is gradually disappearing over time, and finally they completely lose their impression.

It is also from this stage onwards

- The gods cannot speak, the gods cannot look directly, and the gods cannot speculate. It spreads among all intelligent beings.

And the Medusa race, which has been taught by the gods himself, has always been a great honor for all the tribesmen.

As a trace of the existence of the original god, the token of the beginning is the creation of that god.

- According to rumors, this mysterious token leads the creature holding the token into a treasure left behind by the gods. As long as you get some of the remnants of the gods in the treasure land, you can hold on to them, dodge strange attacks, and even protect your own people.

And although the silver-white disaster is terrifying, in the face of the treasures left by the gods, it is also necessary to retreat.

This was confirmed thirty years ago. After the first Silver Plague struck, a group of people survived with the remnants of various gods.

Among them, the groups with the highest survival rate are not only one god remnant, they also rely on certain things to carry more god creations in some strange places.

Relying on these, they have escaped the attack of the Silver and White Plague, and these terrifying races have become the most powerful races in this area.

The Medusa group is one of them.

There are even rumors that far away from this vast area of sacred mountains, far away from this endless lake waters, there are more powerful races, numbering more than 10,000, and even breeding brilliant civilizations.

They have many more deities left behind.

Of course, that's not to mention for now. Or is it said that the gods left behind creations, the most famous of which is the First Token.

- The Token of the Beginning

- Through the First Token, you can enter the Land of Treasure. After handing in some treasures as a sacrifice, you can go through the level. Even at the worst, you can get some crystals with the aura of a god. Relying on those crystals, the Medusa race was able to escape this silver disaster.

But now, the problem with the Medusa is that they don't have access to the sacrificial objects at all. Even if you rely on the Primordial Token to open the portal to the Treasure Land, you won't be able to really enter it.

The Silver Plague came too suddenly, and it caught the Medusa people off guard.

And what can be used as a sacrificial object cannot be an ordinary object.

Weird, dangerous, terrifying, it's just the norm as a sacrificial object. They are often more dangerous than the wilderness deeper beyond the fog.

Very hard to obtain.

Even with the Medusa race, for thirty years, there was no chance of obtaining such a thing.

This thing is also generally taboo.

"Patriarch, I heard that on the east side of the Endless Waters, the ugly fellows of the Mermaids have found sacrifices in the Endless Waters. You see......"

A young and strong Medusa warrior, armed with two tough bone blades made of beast bones, stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, do you know what it is?"

Moore, who was interrupted from his thoughts, frowned a little, took the First Token in his hand into his arms, and then asked.

He didn't see that the moment he put away the token, the warrior who stepped forward, looking at the token, flashed a strange blood-colored light in his eyes.

"It is said to be a pair of blood-colored eye beads. Anyone the size of a fist, who approached anything, would be reduced to a pool of blood in three quarters of an hour. The mermaid had already died forty or fifty powerful warriors in order to get it. ”

The warrior bowed his head respectfully, as if he did not dare to make eye contact with Moore.

"Oh, do you know how to restrain it? What about the area of influence? ”

Moore touched the snake on his head, groaned for a moment, and continued.

"The mermaid has found a way. Every day, I look at it at all times, I can't blink, I can't smuggle, I just watch. Multiple people can be together. As long as it survives the sub-hour, it will be able to settle for a day until the next sub-hour. ”

"Its area of influence is within a radius of 100 meters. It's about the size of our group. I've also heard some of the ethnic groups that live there talk about it by chance, and I don't know the specifics.

The warrior thought for a moment and said.

The concepts of rice, square circle, and so on are just simple knowledge left by God, and now they are roughly controlled by various ethnic groups.

"The radius of a radius of 100 meters can only be restrained by staring at it. This thing ......."

"How does it sound so similar to the bloody eyes that lived in this area more than thirty years ago, controlled by the annihilated vampire race?"

"No, there were so many races united. When they all wiped out that vampire race, Bloodeye had been destroyed by a forbidden object of another race. ”

"Could it be that there was another pair of bloody eyes?"

Moore was puzzled.

More than thirty years ago, there was a vampire group in this area, and it has existed since then, and everyone has been safe and sound for so many years.

But at some point, these vampires began to preach that the great god of time was an evil god, and that the blood moon crouching in the corners of the horns was the true god!

And they are constantly co-opting other ethnic groups and forcibly joining their faith.

This can annoy all the races, you say that you believe in the blood moon evil god, and you have to drag everyone to jump into the fire pit together!

Whoever knows that you guys can't even use the remnants of the great gods, and it's not because they don't believe in the god of time!

Now I can't jump out of this big fire pit, and I have to drag other races to accompany the burial!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Join forces and fuck him!

Killing these cultists may be able to please the great god of time.

In this way, the mind is still a little simple of many races, taken together, it is really good. The three and five divided by two banded together to remove the vampire.

Originally, I wanted to expand the impact area, and other people who didn't believe in the god of time also hit it, but then the silver and white disaster came, and this action was put on hold for the time being.

Moore had also participated in that battle against vampires, so he knew a little about it.

It's just that he didn't expect that more than thirty years had passed since this incident, and something the same as the forbidden thing that vampires had at the beginning had appeared again.

That's where it gets interesting!

Is it just a coincidence?

"Do you know where those mermaids got their eyes from in the endless waters?"

Moore asked again.

In his cognition, those well-developed mermaids are useless except for their muscles and the ability to control water.

As a race that also believes in the great god of time, he doesn't want to put these guys in his own faith!

It's just a shame!

Those guys are a bunch of brutes with muscles in their heads!

What is the use of wisdom for them? That's what it's meant to eat!

"I don't know!"

The warrior thought for a moment, shook his head, and said he didn't know.

"Also, in the state of those fools, they can't even hide the information of Bloody Eye, and they can't hide the place where they found it. In this way, nine times out of ten, these guys have forgotten where they found it. ”

Moore sneered.

"Then, patriarch, can we snatch the Bloody Eye?"

"After all, the Silver Plague is about to come completely, if there is no sacrificial thing......"

The warrior still bowed his head respectfully, as if consulting Moore's opinion.

"Snatch it......"

Moore groaned, a trace of greed in his heart emerged, and gradually became hot.

Yes, as long as you take the bloody eyes of those muscle sticks, won't your own people have the sacrificial things?

When the time comes, use the First Token, open the treasure land, and obtain a new god's creation, and you will have to avoid the Silver Plague.

Perhaps, you can try?

Moore opened his mouth, just about to say what was in his heart, but for some reason, his heart suddenly moved.

He felt a hint of unnaturalness.

He took a closer look at the warrior with his head bowed, his nose shrugged, and his brow furrowed unnaturally.

He smelled blood.

"You're hurt?"

Moore asked suddenly.

"Ah, I...... Not...... No, it is. I was accidentally scratched on a tree branch just now. ”

The warrior stretched out his left hand, which was behind his back, and a scratched blood mark appeared on it.

"Raise your head and look at me!"

Moore looked solemn and continued.

"I ...... I ......"

However, the warrior did not raise his head in obedience.

His body was constantly trembling, as if he was afraid of something, trying his best to suppress himself.

Fear?

Afraid?

Or something else?

Something is wrong with this fighter.

Not only Moore, but the other Medusa also noticed that something was wrong.

Some of the warriors couldn't help but pull out the blades they were carrying, and one of Moore's hands gradually touched their waists.

"Raise your head!"

Moore rebuked again.

At this time, the warrior's trembling body gradually stopped.

Then he slowly raised his head.

"Whew!"

"Where's the wound on your face?"

Seeing the warrior's face, which was the familiar Medusa, Moore let out a long sigh. The rest of the warriors also let their guard down.

If only it wasn't weird!

In this dark age, there are many strange, unknown, mysterious and indescribable guys, or traces of the existence of some creatures who have unknowingly replaced them.

They can even replicate your appearance and even simulate your power, although it can't be said to be a complete replacement, but it is still possible to simply fake the real.

Moore had encountered such a strange incident before, a member of the clan was unknowingly replaced, and if it hadn't happened to be discovered by him, who was familiar with this Medusa, something terrible would have engulfed the entire tribe.

So, in these dark times, it's so hard to be alive!

It is possible that the clansmen, lovers, heirs, etc. you know well will unwittingly turn into poisonous snakes that want your life.

Fortunately, the warrior in front of him is himself and has not been replaced.

"Hurt ...... It was I who went out without permission, stepped out of the hunting circle, and went into the wilderness in search of food...... Patriarch...... There is not much food left in the community, and the children ......"

Rumble!

Moore stood up suddenly!

There was a snap and it hit the warrior in the face. Pumped the latter straight away, rolled on the ground several times, blood mixed with tooth fragments, and spilled all over the ground.

"Who allowed you to go out without permission?"

"Don't you know the prohibitions of the race?"

"Do you want to bring destruction to the entire race? Damn, damn it! ”

Moore's voice was almost roaring.

The other Medusa also looked at the warrior who collapsed on the ground, wailing incessantly.

- In the Age of Mist, no entry into the wilderness, no hunting in the unknown!

This is the first of the prohibition of all ethnic groups!

It is also the taboo regulation of the law that has been strictly observed after the birth of intelligent beings in the past hundred years!

For so many years, most of the ethnic groups have been hunting in their own traditional hunting areas, not because they have no ability to go to the wilderness, but when they enter it, they will be wiped out by their own ethnic groups.

There was once a group of people who had their own traditional hunting areas, which were really scarce, so they had to venture into new areas, open up the wilderness, and want to turn that wilderness into their own new hunting area.

But in the end, the entire group mysteriously disappeared without realizing it.

Yes, all missing!

Before the wilderness is completed, its own race has encountered ominous!

Therefore, opening up the wilderness and entering new areas has become a taboo for most ethnic groups.

But now the warrior ......

No wonder he was so scared to face Moore.

"Patriarch, I don't want to!"

"But there really isn't food in our hunting area. The plague of silver is coming, we have no food, no sacrifices, what can we do to resist the plague of silver! ”

"Our people, those children......"

"I can't wait to snatch that bloody eye myself!"

The warrior crawled on the ground, wailing in pain.

Hear the words of the fighters. Moore's eyes darkened, and there was a deathly silence.

It's already at the end of the road!

Perhaps, it can really only be captured......

The surroundings were also indifferent, and their faces were heavy.

But no one would pay any attention to the wailing warriors on the ground, and no one would see the blazing red light that appeared in his eyes again.

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