The northern steppe, at this time was still the fief of the great prince Miraboga, and did not establish the barbarian kingdom of later generations. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Two giants stood at the junction of the northern steppes and the Arrett Mountains, looking at the sudden darkness of the sky in the southeast and the fleeting brilliant fireworks.

"Bourkeso, Ysu is dead!"

The common characteristics of the two giants are that their bodies are surprisingly majestic, with a height of more than fifteen meters, and their body muscles are as hard as rocks, revealing granite-like textures, but the skin of the speaker is more diverse, with flowers and green, roughly composed of red, blue, green, black and white.

He was one of the original Nefarems, born at the same time as Bourkeso's biological brother Vasily, and in fact the ancestors of the druids had the same parents as the two brothers, but Fergika was born later.

Vasily's face was filled with grief, and even though he no longer saw the Divine Steppe as a like-minded person when Isu wantonly destroyed the Sacred Steppe, he was saddened by the loss of his old friends one after another.

"Fergika was turned into an oak by the King of Nefarem and sealed in the Sogren Forest. It didn't take long for Isu to be slain by King Nefarem. Though his power terrifies me, every time he unleashes his psychic powers, he takes a step towards death. ”

Vasily's voice was as hard as steel, lifeless, and when he shook his head and sighed, he made an intermittent sound of gold and iron.

"But do you really want to use the lives of your compatriots to pave the way for the end of King Nefarem?"

The ancestor of the barbarians, Burkeso nodded slowly, his voice was more like a mountain than Vasily, giving people an incomparable sense of heaviness.

"Since we gave up our plan and did not attack Miraboja, we are doomed to the current situation."

Bourkeso glanced back at the distant summit of Mount Arret and softly called out its name, and then several colored rays of light emerged from the mountain, and when the light dissipated, Berserker players such as Xiongba, Guo Erli, and Square K suddenly appeared beside the two giants.

"Do you have the confidence to outdo Miraboja?"

Bourkeso grabbed all the players with one hand, placed them on his broad shoulders, and then strode southward, each step stirring up a curtain of qi visible to the naked eye, a thunderous rumble, and a splash of flying sand and rocks that soared into the sky.

Bourkeso was gathering momentum, and while his every step was so powerful, it grew stronger with each step, so much so that in the blink of an eye, the hills ahead were flattened in the blink of an eye before he collided with the King of Nefarem.

And the moment the two collided, the earth immediately cracked a crack with no end in sight, and this gap became bigger and bigger, reaching the western sea of the Sanctuary Continent, forming today's [Horn Bay].

Vasily flicked his arm, made a screeching sound, leaped up like a cannonball, and rushed towards the great prince Mirabadya, who was standing in the air. Bourkeso asked him if he had confidence over Miraboca, and his unspoken answer was "no".

Mirabeda is the biological son of King Nefarem, and even if his absolute strength is not as good as that of King Khamhera, who crowns the Sanctuary, he is definitely not far behind. Over the years, the barbarians led by the two first generations of Nefarem have gradually reduced their territory, and if Miraboja did not have a certain strength, he would have died long ago.

"Vasily, be prepared for death!"

Miraboga stood in the air, her armor gleaming in the sunlight.

It was the legendary suit named by Mira Bonga herself, called [Mira Potya's Throne], and the azure blue gold-inlaid helmet on his head was called [Mira Bellya's Crown].

The eldest prince, Miraboja, has long been recognized as the next heir to the throne of Kamhera, so even if he has already claimed to be the king, no one dares to complain. And the king of Nefarem was not angry in the slightest, because he knew that his son had abilities that did not belong to him.

Vasily suddenly opened his bloody mouth, swallowed a breath, his chest bulged and bulged, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he opened and closed his mouth again.

Roar!

A translucent solid sphere burst out, the product of a high density of air, no less powerful than the two atomic bombs.

However, Miraboga only made a simple move, he waved the Great Battle Scepter named [Miraboja's King's Scepter] with one hand, and made an action similar to hitting a baseball.

Recite!

An ethereal sound suddenly came from heaven and earth, and Miraboja's weapon only bent a subtle arc to return the air crystal ball to Vasily intact.

Vasily did not dodge, raised his huge fist one meter square, and rushed straight towards the oncoming air crystal ball.

Rumble!

A wave of light flashed suddenly, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the land within a radius of ten miles from the center of the explosion sank three meters, and the location where Vasily collided with the air crystal ball showed a bottomless crater.

Vasily was not dead, not even injured, he was only blown to the bottom of the pit by the explosion, but he also never had a chance to get out of it.

At the time of the collision between Mirabotya and Vasily, the battle between King Nefarem and Burkeso was over.

Instead of immediately reaching out to his son, the King of Nefarem reached out and grabbed Bourkeso's massive body, accompanied the countess to the top of the Arrett Mountains.

Revered as a sacred mountain by the barbarians, the Arret Mountains are covered with snow and majestic mountains, and are revered by the world as the spine of refuge.

Although the King of Nefarem, Bourkeso, had a good feeling, he still wanted to seal it, and the place of the seal was the sacred mountain of Arret that the latter had sworn to protect for generations.

"According to Bourkeso's character, he shouldn't do anything to destroy the world."

The countess looked at the unconscious barbarian ancestor and said softly.

"Neither will Fergica!" King Nefarem shook his head, "I am only doing this to give them a longer life, so that they can better fulfill their vows. ”

As he spoke, King Nefarem waved his hand slightly, and Bourkeso's body was thrown into the snowy mountains by him.

There was an endless mirage in the endless snow-white mountains, and the countess smiled happily as she looked at the illusory past.

The encounter under the moonlit night, the time of sharing joys and sorrows, and the poignant parting of the stars.

The strange picture that quietly appeared with Bourkeso as it melted into the Arrett Mountains, is a sign of a time that has passed.

The picture changed quickly, but it slowly subsided at a certain point in time, and at this time, whether it was an illusory or a real king of Nefarem, took the countess's hand and said gently: "One day, I will let this sky full of clouds send you a sky full of colorful rain." ”

The colorful clouds of the Land of Dreams never rained, but at this moment, in the cloudless sky of the Arrett Mountains, red, blue, green, black and white raindrops suddenly fell.

Suddenly, a breeze blew the countess's soft hair, and the King of Nefarem reached out, and five raindrops of different colors appeared in the palm of his hand, and the five fingers were lightly picked, and a crystal silk thread condensed by the air strung it.

"I'll put it on for you!"

The countess nodded, and the King of Nefarem walked behind her and placed the five necklaces made of the blood of the original Nefarem Vasili on the countess's jade neck.

Berserker players, who have been spared a path by the King of Nefarem, stand at the foot of the sacred mountain of Arret and feel the drizzle of color.

"Got it?"

Raising his palm, he asked as a gesture of embracing the sky.

Guo Erli and the other survivors of Block K nodded slightly, their barbarian bloodline originated from the original Nefarem Vasili, who was killed by the King of Nefarem.

"It seems that there is a common reason why we were able to get the opportunity to enter Kamhera!"

The pale square K sighed, and Guo Erli nodded in agreement.

"All players, as long as they can be connected to the former Kamhela Empire, will be able to get the entry qualifications."

This means that even if Wu Liang did not participate in the Purgatory Dungeon, he could enter this space with the Sword of Kamhera. And the reason why Zhao Huangqi entered here was that Wu Liang's "Eye Opener" and "The Book of Camhera" fell into his hands, which allowed him to appear here from hell, so as to get an opportunity in the library grassland, and obtain an immeasurable opportunity.

"Why kill Vasily?"

The countess, who was staring at the mirage, asked indifferently.

"Barbarians only need one leader! There is a lot of darkness in Vasily's heart, and Isu has learned from the past, and I cannot allow that darkness to grow and spread under the influence of time. ”

After answering, the king of Nefarem looked at his own son, Mirabadya, who had been lucky enough to survive because of his father's timely help, otherwise he would have died with Vasily.

"Father, do you really want to give up?"

Miraboja's renunciation encompasses life, throne, power, or more.

The King of Nefarem nodded slightly, looking kindly at his son, who was already worthy of the task.

Miraboga wanted to speak again and again, but finally blurted out: "Father, you should know the real murderer behind the scenes!" ”

The King of Nefarem was silent for a moment, not giving the answer in his heart.

"Do you really want to let him lead Kamhera to destruction? No matter how powerful he is, he can't reach your level, you are the face of the shelter, but he is not! ”

Miraboja's voice had a strong sense of differentness.

The King of Nefarem suddenly floated to Miraboja's side, gently patted his son's proud head, and said softly: "The general trend is coming, and I can't stop it. But this can be left to future generations, for example...... "The king of Nefarem pointed to the players at the bottom of the mountain, and to the players all over the world," ...... They! ”

"Think about the next path, my son!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the king of Nefarem disappeared with the countess, and they were about to rush to their next destination, the Amazon.