Legends, well, of course, are just legends that for every 10,000 heads of Beamon, it is possible to give birth to a being with snow-white hair. In Lu Xi's opinion, this should be regarded as some kind of Progeria that directly acts on the baby, otherwise what can a child do if he doesn't explain it like the old man? But for Beamon, this is about a "natural vision", either auspicious or a celestial incarnation of a god or something like that. The so-called natural king, probably all have to be this style. From this point of view, even an extraordinary golden seed like Beamon is not much better than Lu Xi's hometown in terms of vulgarity.

Approximately, when the black-haired Beamon in his prime blocked the mountain road with his body, he may have pinned the future of the race on the "natural king" in his infancy.

But even so, a mere seedling, even if it is the only seedling with the protagonist's aura, doesn't mean anything, right? Could it be that he can still give birth to a bunch of babies by himself?

In the following days, an army of 10,000 entered the Goga Sacred Mountain, completely turning the entire valley three layers inside and three layers outside, and finally found only one hundred and seven corpses of Beamon, large and small. Lu Xi even took a break from his busy time to go around the ruins of the ancient Gersa School of Magic and Meteorological Weapons at the top of the mountain, hoping to dig up a little bit of good. There must be treasures in the ruins of the ancient era that can upgrade the equipment of the protagonist and his friends, which is almost the standard for this kind of RPG-style story. However, after shopping for a long time, there is nothing too meaningful.

Even Lim's dog nose, which can always smell the precious breath, ah no, the delicate and sensitive girl's heart, who can always find the dusty treasures buried in the ruins, has not found anything.

It's also normal to think about it. The Beamons have occupied this place for more than 10,000 years, and if there is anything good, it should have been poached a long time ago. Although this race seems to have maintained a primitive society-like way of life, it is a golden bloodline of superior wisdom after all, and although it disdains the use of magic, let alone equips any treasures and divine weapons, the concept of taking out treasures is worth money and can be exchanged for a lot of meat to eat - uh, in this way, the Beamons are a group of hopeless second-hand commits in every way, right?

Of course, the main body of the building of the Ancient Magic Academy in the depths of the mountain peak is still relatively intact, and walking in it is like returning to the heyday of the Gersala Empire, which makes Lu Xi, as a "literary hero", subtly have a lot of inspiration. He thought that maybe he would use this as a source for a masterpiece about the Academy of Magic...... Well, is it a scar on his forehead and a hanger who wears glasses, or a weak pseudo-mother? This is a question worth pondering.

Then, everyone reached the highest point of the mountain. This is the most hidden place in the ruins of the Academy of Magic, which is the stargazing platform built by the nobles of Gersala in the first place. In the center of the platform, a large instrument similar to a planetarium was still relatively intact, and the delicate scales and parts were still exquisite, but they had completely stopped running.

"Take this thing apart and bring it back." Lu Xidao.

"Several of the core components have been completely damaged, and the way they were made was lost with the extinction of the Gasala, and it is impossible for us to restore it." Panarsis Road.

"I know." Lu Xi said: "But this thing is in good condition, and some collectors want it." Can I send it to Neosfia for auction? ”

Of course, this is possible, and His Excellency the Commander asked his subordinates to give him the slightest personal matter, which is not a problem at all in the current social atmosphere. Even if Lu Xi was ready to demolish all the houses here and make room for himself to build a villa, no one would say anything, and it just so happened that there were more than 10,000 coolies in the mountains. So, with everyone's efforts, this kind of planetarium, which is estimated to weigh dozens of tons and most of the parts are made of precious metals, was transported down the mountain as Lu Xi's "personal trophy".

As for that Beamon, he had already been under a hypnotic spell by Lu Xi, and if he didn't specifically lift it, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up when he slept until he starved to death. Regardless of whether it is a Progeria gene mutation or a "born vision" and a "born king", it is no more desperate than a caster who cares if Beamon can really achieve 99% of his magic resistance alone, this guy is still a baby after all, and it is impossible to resist the spell of a legendary magician.

In short, this snow-white Beamon in infancy—even smaller than an ordinary Beamon baby—is the only Beamon survivor found in the entire Gargo Sacred Mountain. It was decided to take it to the army for disposal. Lu Xi hadn't figured out what to do with this little guy yet, so let's leave with preparations.

Artoria and the Marquis of Hector left behind five hundred soldiers to continue the search, but this was only a final routine. The large army took all of Beamon's corpses and returned to Thunder Bluff Fortress seven days later. At this time, the complete siege of this ancient fortress by more than 200,000 allied troops has exceeded the tenth day. The shocking fact that Beamon was (basically) exterminated soon brought the same shock to the coalition leadership.

"So, that's why the Beamons never showed up?" Emperor Otto stood in front of the corpse of the black prime-aged Beamon, looked at the other party even though he was dead, and put on a hideous and terrifying face, and sighed: "I really can't imagine that when we meet again, you are actually like this." ”

Listening to this tone, I thought these two were old friends or something......

"This is, Terbarn." Marshal Longheim walked up to the Emperor's side and looked at Beamon's corpse, his voice also a little muffled.

"Yes! Remember, Jill, this guy was the first guy to make you and me feel defeated. Before him, we were arrogant, radical, self-righteous, and after him, we learned to keep our feet on the ground. Hehe...... In a sense, we actually have to thank him. ”

His Majesty the Emperor probably thought of some passionate youth stories, and a look of remembrance inexplicably appeared. That kind of complicated emotion, that kind of mixed feelings, is as chaotic as the winter weather in Lu Xi's hometown capital. It's like ...... Well, it's like a middle-aged office worker uncle who has experienced vicissitudes of life, and saw the bald fat man wearing a ten-pound gold chain in the club next door when he was an older bear child mixed with the street baby. Back then, that guy gave himself a knife, and now the wound will hurt faintly on a rainy day. However, when I really saw each other again, it was already a sea of vicissitudes. Everyone is old, and you don't feel any hatred, only a sigh that your youth is gone......

Uh, isn't it too literary for me to think so? Could it be that the next film is going to write a bloody story of street fighting that takes place in Neosfia?

"You're the one who lost, and I'm here to save you." His Excellency the Marshal exposed His Majesty's shortcomings in front of everyone in public. He said that he was very beautiful after breaking at that time, so he didn't carry this pot.

"And then, the last elder of Beamon, the last guardian of Goga and Orgrimmar, the gravekeeper under the snowy mountain, oh, and then, he himself turned into a dry grave, leaving no trace of the world." Uncle Otto sighed at the end, and when he looked back, his emotions seemed to calm down at this time.

"So, how did they die?" The Emperor asked.

"I don't know." Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Don't know?"

"There were no wounds on their bodies, no fatal wounds on their internal organs. Of course, there is no fire, lightning strike, freezing, poisoning, or anything else. It was as if the soul, or the life force, had been sucked away. Lu Xi said.

"Really...... I'm a martial artist, I use a sword to kill enemies, and what you're saying is really beyond my imagination. In your opinion, what kind of magic is possible to do this? "The Emperor is not a spellcaster, and his knowledge in this area is actually quite limited.

"It's too much. The finger of death in abyssal magic, the soul deterrence of necromancy, and even the means of soul judgment in divine magic. As for the rest of the various side techniques, there are even more innumerable. Lu Xi glanced at Nicole, who was silent not far away, and continued: "Of course, I haven't found any remnants of the energy of the above-mentioned magic from Beamon's corpse, maybe there is a more superior means." ”

"Beamon is not a fool...... At least what kind of strength this guy has and what means he has, I know very well. Thanks to this guy, my chest still hurts on a rainy day. Emperor Otto looked at the black Beamon's corpse in front of him, and his cheeks twitched: "Tell me, what kind of spellcaster can use the more superior means you said, so that a hundred Beamon can lose their lives without resistance?" ”

As long as they resist, they will definitely leave wounds, and since these guys are unharmed on their bodies, of course, there is only one explanation.

"I don't know. Of course, I personally want to perform Detective Lu Xi's third reasoning show in front of so many people, which will naturally be quite a hit. But alas, there are too few clues at the moment. But ......" Speaking of this, Lu Xi's gaze had already turned to the Thunder Cliff Fortress at the end of the mountain in the distance: "If it's there, it's not just clues, maybe even eyewitnesses can be caught." ”

"Do you think that the extermination of the entire Beamon clan will be done by the orcs?"

"Ninety-nine percent of the orcs can't know, of course, and they may still be hoping that the guardians of the race will descend from the sky like gods to save them from fire and water. As for those high-level officials, my intuition tells me that they must have something to do with it. Lu Xi pondered for a moment: "What's more, at this juncture, Orgrimmar is about to become a historical term, but the first three big lizards have not moved at all." Scold...... In the past, whenever there was any god unfolding, it was about this breath. ”

Emperor Otto thought for nearly half a minute before realizing that the so-called "three great lizards" should refer to the bloodthirsty king Parkens, and he couldn't help but smile and feel fresh. You know, if it were someone else, even if it was Parkens' enemy, most of them wouldn't describe each other like that. Lu Xi's "revolutionary romanticism" that does not take the true God in his eyes at all, of course, he personally admires and admires it.

"I remember, the Dragon Knights and you have inflicted heavy losses on the Bloodthirsty King on the ocean, right?" The Emperor said.

"The Dharma Body was directly injured, and it also suffered a blow in the sense of the rules, and it is estimated that its divine soul and even the divine kingdom have suffered a lot of impact. For a god, this is considered a serious injury. However, compared to getting out of trouble, this damage is worth it. Lu Xi sneered: "I believe that this great god should have recalled the fear of being torn apart by the Dawn Alliance, probably hiding in a rat hole to slowly heal, right?" However, if you think that this guy will shy away from seeing me from now on, then I am the stupid person. ”

"The last time the Nords and the Demon God fought each other was more than a thousand years ago. However, even if he really reappeared, no one would take half a step back! Uncle Char proudly patted his chest in an unpretentious tone and assured.

Such a fighting spirit is certainly worth hoping for, but the reality is not so simple. In fact, if the Bloodthirsty King really appeared again, the first time he could stand firm, he must be the best of the more than 200,000 troops on the scene.

…… However, he, who has already been hit hard, really dares to appear again? The Bloodthirsty King is not a pure belief in God, but has its roots in the rules of the former god of slavery and tyranny, Ragbar, who belongs to the part of strife and killing. The existence of this kind of rule god is calculated in terms of epochs, and even if the orcs are really completely extinct, it will not affect their existence. Will he really risk reappearing for the sake of these so-called "people" and experiencing the danger of being dismembered?

Lu Xi looked at the corpse of Beamon behind him again, and felt that he was fully prepared, so he could not think about the existence of that guy for the time being, and he should pay attention to the fortress in front of him.

"So, Amy, how's the preparation?" He asked the dwarven princess.

The bearded dwarf Princess Lori made a perfect gesture to Lu Xi, but after a pause, she added, "However, I'm really not sure how many times that thing will be used." ”

"It's enough to use it once or twice." Lu Xi soon saw a huge artificial creation on a hill next to the camp. The thick canvas was covered with it, and others couldn't see the real body of this thing...... However, just by the silhouette behind the canvas, Lu Xi was sure that the completion of this thing was quite good.

"I love Gustav......" Lu Xi said to the girls around him with a satisfied smile.

"Well, I don't bother to ask what Gustav is, you must have made another super dangerous thing." Sehireux sighed.

"But people are looking forward to it." Nicole said with a nod to her lips.

"Okay, tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning, after breakfast for the whole army, fire on time! With the sound of its cannons as a signal, all the artillery fire, including our army's guide guns and magic crystal cannons, as well as the trebuchets and ballistae of the various units of the coalition army, opened fire in unison, covering three rounds of firepower! Under the cover of this dense firepower, the siege officially began! We're going to take the first wall by tomorrow evening! So happily decided, right? ”

At this time, Lu Xi seemed to have inexplicably become the commander-in-chief of the mighty coalition army of more than 200,000. However, none of the people present seemed to think that there was anything wrong. Even Emperor Otto and Marshal Longheim did not say much, but instead had a rather relieved expression. At this time, the unruly Nord lords suddenly thought of His Majesty the Emperor's intention to canonize the entire territory of Ariel a few months ago, and they immediately understood it one by one, and they went down to prepare with their hands.

The fate of the infallible Thunder Cliff Fortress seems to have been determined at this moment.