For a long time, the inhabitants of the world of Gonodia, and even the players, had a doubt.

What happened after the birth of the world?

Seriously, it's an epic topic, and any race would probably be proud to tell the truth about history. Unfortunately, this is a topic that makes the people of the empire with a strong sense of superiority feel ashamed, because the truth that the "true masters of the continent of Cabez" has never recorded at all - not that they don't want to, but that in that distant era, not to mention the empire, even human beings have never appeared, how can they record historical facts? But then again, counting the countless races in the world of Gonodia, there are not a few that can really be passed down to the present day, and most of them are either extinct in the chaos and the long river of time, or have been banished to other planes by the Chaos Lord's big hand. Dragons are undoubtedly one of those few remnants, but apparently they are not interested in the truth of history, and it is probably easier for them to snoze on gold coins and brimstone than to write about it.

So where did the historical facts that even the mages of Endymion now recognize come from?

There is only one answer: the Kunali people.

It was a shame for the Empire: the history they did not have was sealed intact by the Kunari who had been relegated to a corner, and no matter how true it was, even the Mages of Endymion had to come in search of documents, and even if they were as proud as the Empire, they had to shut up and allow the Kunari history to be loaded into the libraries of the country.

How exactly do these "land demons" with horns on their heads do it?

Experts and scholars disagree on the origin of the resilience and continuity of this race, but it is clear that everyone agrees on one thing: the Kunali are definitely the golden vein that has survived since time immemorial.

- That is, they used to live in those days.

According to the epic legend of the Kunali people, the world was originally nothing. It wasn't until one of the nameless consciousnesses that survived had the idea of "I want to open a world", and the world of Gonodia began to open chaotically, and the creation and destruction of miè were born, and countless planets and planes were created and died during this period. No one knows how long it has been, and this war that has nothing to do with wealth, status, and glory has finally ended, and this planet and the will of the planet have survived as survivors of the war. And remained silent for quite some time, and finally, the old god Luna descended.

At the first node, it declares its own existence, and the immortal will of the planet agrees with it.

At the second node, it spread its power and wisdom, and the extremely rare natives of the planet were fortunate to receive this full help, so soon, the kings of the Golden Dome, the gods known to the people of the later world. It was born.

At the third node, it looked at the boundless wilderness and felt an indescribable emptiness and loneliness, so with its full strength, the creatures of the golden generation descended from its hands out of thin air, and the golden age arrived.

At the fourth node, it felt drowsy, because the golden creatures did not bring prosperity. On the contrary, because of the lack of emotional development and reason, each of their actions seems to be "confused" - some races are even more busy in bed and under the bed because of their desires. So the ancient god Luna put them aside, gathered his strength again, and learned the lessons of the last creation and recreated the life of zào, this time the silver generation was born, and the silver age arrived.

This is the pre-dusk Archean era.

The ancient Kunali considered it a beautiful century. Countless powerful beings gathered together, and although the golden creatures were inactive and the silver creatures were warlike and rude, it was a time of pride for the gods to live in them.

And then there's the final node.

When the old god Luna dragged his tired body and looked at his people. It saw the disappointment on its face—it was still not satisfied, and according to its assumptions, its creation should be heroic and wise, pure and noble.

But it had no power left, and the consumption of the two creations far exceeded its expectations, and at this time, Luna had little power left to interfere with the kings of the Golden Dome.

However, it is not without benefits, and the two creations have allowed it to touch the threshold of the "divine god", and in layman's terms, it is about to ascend.

Soon, the news was known to the kings of the Golden Dome, who had received gifts from Luna but were not the people of Luna, and they did not feel too much sadness about Luna's departure, but quickly and sensibly considered the most practical question: who would take over the power of Gonodia once Luna left? Naturally, the war was brought to the table, and the Golden Dome Kings began to solve the problem in this way.

All of them were destroyed in the war—

“…… That's pretty much the history I know. ”

In the huge valley, the burning wall of fire is about to be extinguished, and the humans, titans, and black dragons are in a circle, and although it looks strange due to the difference in size, the three are indeed engaged in a rather friendly negotiation.

Well? You say that the Titans and the Black Dragon fought to the death? This has to start from the moment when Green lay down the gun.

To put it simply, at the moment when the flames and thunder clashed, the Titans and the Black Dragon suddenly withered, so our Lord Duke was able to escape. Taking advantage of the fact that the two were unable to fight any longer, Green asked the Titan, who seemed to be easier to talk, about the reason, only to realize that the two were indeed the golden creatures of the primeval era, and fell here in the battle of the gods. Due to the extreme distortion of the Godfall, most of the dead souls have been transformed into special creatures and survived in this exiled plane, while powerful souls like the Titans and Black Dragons are imprisoned here like prisoners, cursed by eternal life, just like the cunning but unlucky King Sisyphus, who will lose his mind every day and fight to the death with the other party as a mortal enemy, until one side falls, and both will fall into a period of low strength, although sober but helpless, It wasn't until the next day that he regained his strength but had to fight again, and so on and so forth, never at peace.

It's hard to imagine that this is how the Titans and the Black Dragon have lived for thousands of years, in all fairness, if it was him in his previous life, let alone in years. Even if you fight like this for a month, I'm afraid your spirit will be destroyed. In this life, Green also doubts whether he can survive half a year. Out of a mixture of admiration and sympathy, Green subconsciously asked if he could help, never thinking that this casual question would cause violent fluctuations in the relationship between the two.

So Green had to get serious.

The Titans and the Black Dragon seemed to trust that Green could help them—the boy even wondered where they got their confidence—and immediately sat down together, regardless of their previous suspicions. Discuss options. The conversation between the two is in an ancient language, and Green doesn't understand it, but looking at their tacit gestures, they are more rivals than mortal enemies, and although most of the time they fight in the dark, in fact, the relationship is too good to be good. He listened quietly, and sighed in his heart that time is indeed the strongest medicine, even if hatred is like this. It can also gradually dissolve into a bonding friend.

But then again, why are the Titans and Black Dragons hostile?

The discussion between the two soon ended, and it was converted to human language and Grimm communication. The Titans, as representatives of the two, expressed their willingness to provide Grimm with a substantial help: a little power that had been restored over the millennia in exchange for Grimm's chance to help them out of the curse—note that they were only asking for a chance, that is. Whether Green can do it or not, they are willing to pay upfront.

This made Green feel incredible.

Only met once. Even after only a few words, dare to do this step without any understanding?

Was your brain burned out by 10,000 years of captivity?

Maybe it's just because of the endless curse that they have to fight for every possible opportunity to escape?

Or is it not so difficult for these pure golden beings to trust strangers?

Green didn't know, but he would rather have both, because it was the only one. Then he would be too ashamed of himself.

After responding to the request of the two, Green thought that he would be immediately entrusted with the important task, but he did not expect that the Titan would actually sit on the ground and the black dragon would also lie on the ground, and then he would ask Green to tell the history of the world as he knew, and Green had no choice. I had no choice but to sit down and hold a "tea party" with them, telling the history I knew.

“…… Quite pertinent historical account. ”

After listening to Grimm's story, the Titan nodded slowly, and it glanced at the black dragon, who curled up with a completely squinted look, and then turned back again: "The truth is that as you said, we have participated in the battle of the gods, and we have survived several battles. However, all things are impermanent, perhaps we were destined to be difficult to achieve the general trend as early as when we were abandoned by the ancient gods, and the battle with the bronze creatures, although we turned enemies into friends and joined forces to fight, it was still difficult to defeat its edge after all, and finally fell here. ”

"And the bronze creatures?" The black dragon didn't speak, and Green focused on the topic of Titans, "Isn't that a matter of the late stage of Godfall?" ”

The Titan nodded, "The gods imitated the ancient gods to create bronze creatures to replace the war consumption of our bloodline, but although the bronze creatures are weak, their reproductive ability far exceeds ours, and over time, they have a huge amount of incalculable, and it is common for them not to be willing to be slaves." Our lord had a premonition, but as the gods said, the bronze creatures were not to be feared, and several encounters ended in bronze defeat, and when it did, no one expected the immortal will to intervene. ”

"Therefore we were all defeated at the hands of the King of Heroes."

Green listened to it quietly, and his thoughts flew back to that murderous era. The "my lord" in the mouth of the titan is one of the ten great gods among the kings of the Golden Dome, and it is also the main elemental plane: the leader of the wind elemental world, [Wind Lord] Zeus, who had a friendly attitude towards the nascent bronze vein back then, and once assisted the Chaos Lord to defeat the old dark king, so he became one of the few surviving gods after the war, and he is also full of believers today, which can be said to be a relatively friendly gold-dome king. The immortal will that was later mentioned is actually the will of the planet, and when it comes to it, this thing is formless and substantial, and it is really called whatever it is called.

As for the last hero king......

Green chuckled in his heart.

"The 'King of Heroes' you are talking about...... Could it be the bronze creature who challenged the gods at that time? Name...... Is it called Misri? ”

The Titan thought for a moment, and under Green's nervous gaze, slowly spoke-

"That's the man."

By the glass! Dare to love these two were killed by the first generation!

"Well, as a golden creature, will you hate him?" Green asked cautiously.

I didn't expect the Titan to show a strange gaze, "Hatred? No, we have no respect for our formidable opponents, and the 'Misri' who only challenged the gods in bronze was a worthy king of heroes in courage and strength, and it was our honor to be defeated at his hands. ”

Green breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly noticed the strange composition in the Titan's statement, "Wait, what are you talking about...... Defeat? Not killed in battle? ”

The Titan lowered his head, and the shame and unwillingness in the silence were suddenly revealed. After a few moments, the Titan finally spoke again.

“…… Dark, shameless. (To be continued......)