"The Battle of the Holy World...... The Qin Dynasty of China?"

Persa's eyes widened as he looked at him, his face in disbelief. Although he did not know the historical situation in China, he did more or less have some research on this aspect of the dynasty.

The "Battle of the Holy World" that took place during the Qin Dynasty in China?

What about liars!

"Charles, did you drink too much last night?" The captain hissed with a calm face. This kind of thing is so unbelievable that he would never have said it if it were him.

"Persa, I know you don't believe it, but what I'm saying is the truth." Charles shook his head and said in a sighing tone, "The start of the Battle of the Holy World is not accidental, it is the result of human greed. In that war for the survival of the race, countless beasts died, and the number of beast slaves alone has reached a peak of two million. If it weren't for the fact that someone crossed in, maybe this number would have risen dramatically, and humanity would have been completely wiped out of this world. Although the human race was prepared to resist before the disaster, the strength of the beast clan was too great, even if they repelled the beast clan in the final battle, but in the same way, the Qin Dynasty at that time was also greatly injured, hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated in Xianyang, the blood in the imperial city was flowing, and the entire Great Qin Dynasty began to fall apart. And it was precisely because the Qin Dynasty was defeated in that great war that it eventually led to the complete destruction of the 'City of the End'. ”

"That's hundreds of thousands of innocent lives, all slaughtered overnight. The killing lasted there for three days and three nights, and the crimson flames burned all the houses. The glorious, thousand-year-old palaces all collapsed, and a light of despair flowed from everyone's face. Charles looked up in silence and let out a long sigh, as if lamenting the tragedy of the war, as if he had experienced the despair in person, and his face was sad.

"Hey, hey, hey, you sigh, why are you so far away?" The captain couldn't bear it anymore and scolded dissatisfiedly, "The destruction of the City of the Last Rin is none of our business? It's thousands of years ago, and now you're going to take it out and tell me?"

Persa's face was not angry, he was an out-and-out Russian, you didn't talk to him about Stalin, Lenin or something in the former Soviet Union, and you actually came to talk to him about Chinese history?

Even if Bossa has no opinion on this, but if his old Soviet general who is far away in heaven, Grandpa Andrei, knows, probably the coffin lid can't be lifted, and the whole person is so angry that he jumps, right?

"I know you don't believe it." Charles sighed, lowered his head, and looked at the floor, his shadow stretched long in the light.

"But after today...... You'll believe it. He finally whispered.

"What do you mean after today?" The captain was stunned for a moment, not hearing his last sentence clearly, frowning in thought, his head buzzing a little.

"It's nothing, complain, don't care." Charles shook his head and cut to the point, "Persa, there are some things I haven't told you all along, but I think it's time to tell you today." ”

Charles reached out and took out a defunct pocket watch from his pocket, lowered his head and was silent for a while, as if reminiscing about the past, and then slowly spoke, "My father told me before he died that when he was passing through the Timor Sea in 1972, he accidentally obtained an orc 'egg' on a small island. For some reason, my father promised that the egg would stay with him for a hundred years, and that 43 years later, Christmas, today, would return it safely to the dark side of the world. I don't know why my father agreed to trade an egg, but I think he must have had his own reasons for doing so. And now...... That day has finally arrived. ”

"Eggs? Send back to the dark side of the world?" Persa's rough eyebrows glared fiercely, and the expression on his face gradually became gloomy as water.

If Perza just thought that Charles's head was caught in the door, then he now feels more and more that Charles is a nervous abnormality.

This kind of almost fantastical thing, with Charles's cold-dead personality, even if he has a sudden cranial nerve and his IQ soars to 250, it is impossible to pull it out. The only explanation is ...... Charles drank too much vodka last night in the control room, his head slammed on his desk, and he woke up this morning with a nervous head on his desk.

But Charles didn't care whether Bosa believed it or not, he raised his head and sighed, and said in a sad tone, "It's incredible, right?" I also thought it was incredible. ”

"Incredible?"

"I can't be reasoned with!" Bosa was furious, raised his foot and kicked over the stool next to him, he pointed at the valve angrily, scolded and said, "Charles, I think you are crazy, what kind of beast slave beast breed beast egg, this kind of thing can't exist in this world at all, that's just a myth, understand?" Mythology! Who knows, do you still pull out the neurological thought of 'Actually, we're the same kind as those things, but we have evolved into humans over 3 million years'?"

"Wait, how do you know? Phew, no, I don't have nerves. Charles was taken aback, and the expression on his face was really "you can actually guess", which made the captain, who was already on the verge of rage, feel like death.

"Stop, stop, stop! No...... Is it really that much?" The captain's face was pale, trembling, and his tongue was a little knotted.

He just complained casually, and he never thought it would be true, an almost grotesque idea. But now it doesn't seem to be something he doesn't feel anymore, and the truth of the facts is developing in the direction of his nonsense!

"Crazy, it must be crazy......" Passa began to muttered to himself with a glazed look in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, "I think you're just caught in the door, Charles!" You just drank too much last night and got dizzy to talk nonsense here. Lao Tzu has lived for forty-eight years, and in forty-eight years, he has never heard of his own kind being a group of monsters with cracked mouths to the root of their ears! ”

He said angrily, "Are you going to tell me later, in fact, you are a down-and-out mermaid, but then the species migrated and were forced to run to live on land?"

Bertha threw his head back desperately and pulled his hair, his head in a mess. He'd lived in this world for forty-eight years, and in forty-eight years had he never heard of his own kind being a horrible bunch of creatures, and they lived in water?

It was simply the most absurd joke he had ever heard since the dawn of mankind 3 million years ago. His kind is not human, but a group of people who are not ghosts, and whose mouths are cracked to the root of their ears...... Monster?

Nothing short of nonsense!

"You're right, but to be precise...... It is a creature called a 'clean fish', not a mermaid. Charles corrected his words seriously, and said expressionlessly, "Although the clean fish and the mermaid live in the same sea, their lineages are not the same, it can be said that the bloodline of the 'clean fish' is more noble than that of the mermaid, because the identity of the 'clean fish' is at least the level of the beast species, if you have to find a species to use as a reference for the 'clean fish', it is the dragon, the ...... in ancient Western mythology Dragon. Charles said.

"Dragons?" Perza was completely devastated, and he crouched on the ground with his head clutched, his face full of pain.

"I said it, Bersa. Maybe you won't believe it, but what I'm saying is true. The Orcs are all around us, and our mission is to protect the eggs left behind by our father. I know you may not be able to accept it all at once, but ...... Time will tell you everything, Persa, you have to learn to face it. Charles said softly comfortingly.

"Faced? How do you make me deal with it? Facing the fact that your ancestors were a group of ancient dragons with tails, and facing the fact that you are not human?" Pertha yelled angrily, "Crazy, you're the second second, you're sick!" I've had enough, Charles! Lao Tzu is no longer playing, you hurry up and end this boring game for me. ”

The captain jumped to his feet and kicked the valve, and the heavy valve "boomed" with a loud bang. But the half-meter-thick Yin tile steel plate was too hard, and the pitch-black door did not loosen in the slightest because of his kicking.

"I've said everything I need to say, Bersa, and the rest is up to you." Charles sighed abruptly, raised his hand and smashed another switch next to the siren with a punch.

"Boom!"

A deafening grinding sound began to sound, and the steel floor suddenly cracked. As the screeching sound advanced, it didn't take long for a three-meter-wide crack to appear directly in front of Bersa.

The hole cracked, and the hull of the ship shook violently. A huge hole began to emerge from Besa's feet, like a huge open mouth, screaming and roaring to swallow him completely.

As he sank, Pertha fell with the shattered floor, and everything around him was pitch black. In a trance, he looked up at the sky, and the faint light in the cabin was leaving him. Like a candlelight that gradually fades out in the darkness, slowly disappearing before his eyes.

There was a "poof", and ten seconds later, Bosa hit the ground, and the ten-meter-wide pool enveloped him in it.

On the cabin, Charles stood silently, bowing his head and laughing silently. He laughed and laughed as if he would never stop laughing.

He rubbed his already pale face, trying to look normal. But no matter how much he rubbed his facial muscles, the sadness seemed to linger forever, deeply imprinted on his face.

"You must live, Persa, and take my share of ......," Charles said with a chuckle.

is about to die, but he hasn't had time to say goodbye to this world, and he hasn't said his last goodbye to many people. And just died...... Wouldn't it be very unrighteous?

It's not that he's afraid of death, death doesn't really feel much for him. To put it bluntly, it means kicking your legs and rolling your eyes, and this life has passed like this. It's just that...... If you leave like this, what will you do with Passa in the future? Will he hold a grudge against himself because of this, and will he become the same as before, willing to degenerate and sink? He's going to be lonely, right? After all, if he died, no one could stand his stinky temper. I remember that when I used to go to school, he had to copy even my homework by himself, and now I can't help but laugh when I think about it.

It's probably because people are dying that they think of these messy things, maybe only in this way can they be worthy of what they have been through in this world.

"Is it back to light?" Charles lowered his head and muttered quietly. The cracks that opened were closing layer by layer, and the captain's voice was finally completely gone.

Charles stood alone, the whole world as if he was alone, eerily quiet.

"Rustle!" The woman's figure came as scheduled, perhaps feeling that its prey was cornered, and it slowly stopped, and finally stopped not far from Charles.

"Hiss!" Like a poisonous snake in a low neigh. The "woman" spitted out the letter faintly, and the breath of this living person made it feel unusually excited. It stared at Charles tightly, and the vertical pupils in its eyes began to slowly converge.

This was the first time Charles had seen the brilliant golden pupils, pale golden, like two precious gems, slowly rotating in its eyes, like two whirlpools that sucked people's souls, causing Charles to stare at them hard.

"This is ......" Charles couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt dizzy to see, like a hypnotist holding a hanging bell in front of his eyes, "tick-tick", "tick-tick", over and over again, over and over again, as if he was about to fall asleep, but realized that he shouldn't sleep.

Charles froze in place, the "woman" twisting its blue-gray body, and its huge tail pushed it in front of Charles.

It grinned, its cold smile like it could make people fall into an ice cellar, and those dense and exposed gums were as sharp as frozen ice picks in an ice room, and they cracked gloomily at Charles.

The "woman" opened her mouth with a sly smile, and the corners of her broken lips began to tear to the base of her ears.

"Hiss!" The scarlet tongue licked back and forth on Charles's face, tickling with a fishy stench of rotting sea fish.

"Get out of here!" A moment of panic brought Charles to his senses, and cold sweat soaked his entire back.

The "woman's" body was already wrapped around his body, and the bloody mouth was opening for him, so bloody that he could even see the bone fragments remaining inside.

"How long has it been since this thing brushed its teeth?" Charles held his breath and reached out to pull a hammer out of the broken fire box.

"When you fight snakes and fight seven, it!" Charles's heart was crossed, and a feeling of "evil courage" suddenly surged, he muttered a Chinese proverb he didn't know where he learned, and smashed the hammer towards the "woman".

"Whoa!" It was as if a wooden stick had landed on a pile of metal slip blades, and the hard hammer was bounced off by the scales in an instant. The "woman" on the skull stared at Charles coldly, and the large jagged mouth full of jagged teeth fell suddenly.

"Wait, come on!" Charles was taken aback, and hurriedly put the hammer against the neck of the "woman", and the sharp mouth flashed with him, and finally pressed heavily on his shoulder.

"This thing has a lot of power!" Charles pressed against the "woman's" jaw and held on to prevent it from falling. But the strength of the "woman" was too great, and Charles could only choke its neck with his hands.

This was not the way to go, the woman's body was as hard as a piece of metal forged armor, and the copper hammer struck it without leaving even a trace on its body.

"The iron plate can still have a soft one, you are completely an iron bucket! Fire and explosion protection invulnerability, where do I kick it?" Charles gritted his teeth and said that he was about to use his strength to feed.

"Wait, what is this?" Suddenly, he glanced over a black-purple area, on the neck of the "woman", where he had injured the "woman" at the beginning!

Probably because of the injury, the skin did not heal, the scales could not be covered, and the pale golden blood seeped out of it and slowly flowed down the fine scales.

"If God closes a door for you, then He will open a window for you......" Charles's mind suddenly flashed through this god-like proverb.

What kind of window is this? It's a wide door!

Before he had time to think about it, Charles picked up the hammer and smashed it towards the black and purple wound.

With a "poof", the hammer sank into the flesh, and the throat of the "woman" was pierced again.

Charles grabbed the handle of the hammer and pressed it in with all his might.

"Hiss!" The hammer smashed into the "woman's" throat entirely, and the sharp pain made it go crazy. It swung violently, trying to shake Charles off of it. But Charles was not so easily restrained by it, he pressed the hammer and pressed it hard. Although he was bitten off an arm by a "woman", this could not stop his ferocious energy at all.

He grabbed the handle of the hammer with one hand and pushed the "woman" towards the ground with all his might. The woman's muscles began to twitch, and her huge tail shook wildly on the ground.

It couldn't make a sound, and its throat had been smashed by a hammer.

Blood splattered on Charles's face, and the "woman's" body rolled back and forth on the ground. Charles reached out and pulled out the red hammer, lifted it above his head and fell towards the "woman" again, again and again, again and again, until finally he collapsed to the ground in complete collapse, and the "woman's" body gradually lost its breath.

"Phew!" Charles spat viciously at the "woman" and reached out to pull a cigarette out of his pocket. He tore open his shirt with difficulty, revealing the new wound inside.

The wound was deep, and the hideous laceration almost pierced half of his chest. Blood was pouring out of his body at the moment, and if it weren't for the bitten muscle still sticking to his body, I'm afraid he would have hung up a long time ago.

"I really got off this time...... " Charles took a hard drag on his cigarette and grinned as he tilted his head.

The wound was too deep, and there was a "red poison" in it that made the blood unable to clot, and the blood could not be stopped at all. Gradually, he felt so tired, as if he was about to fall asleep, he felt that everything in front of him was leaving him, and the world began to become hazy.

In the faint light, he gently stretched out his left hand, trying to grab the smoke he had blown out, but before his palm could reach it, the light smoke of white gauze suddenly dissipated in front of his eyes, just like his life that was dying at this time, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I don't know how long it took in the end, but the past in his memory resurfaced in front of his eyes again, like a rewind film, scene after scene in front of his eyes......

(End of chapter)