"Pathetic stupid, what do you think is blood from the source?" The mysterious man sneered, and said to himself as if he didn't bother to talk to Brando—but full of a kind of playful pity: "Death before you know how to shed tears, it's the common xìng of human beings!" ”

If Brando hadn't gotten used to this arrogant tone, he would have been so angry that he couldn't help grinding his teeth. In fact, he still grinded his teeth, and squeezed a sentence out of between his teeth: "You mean the blood of the gods?" It's not scary enough to be that kind of Cheng dù. ”

The man sighed, but said, "The mouth is not right." Normally, but with your current physical condition, do you have a way to mobilize your willpower to suppress it? ”

Brando's fingers curled up on the metal throne, their tips slightly white. He exhaled softly to calm himself down, but the man was right, Brando was nervous right now—even though this was supposed to be a world made of jīng gods—but the truth was that before coming here, the blood of the gods was invading his body and even beginning to take control of his will.

The premonition of imminent life and death made his heart pound, especially after being reminded by the other party.

"So?" Brando asked.

"Let's make a jiāo."

"Jiāo easy?"

"It's rare to wait for a person who can come into contact with this world, although it is a waste, but it does not seem to be ordinary waste; I don't know how you can have remnant blood in your body, but since you're our descendant, it's not impossible to help you. ”

"Wait, remnants? Descendant? Brando was stunned, and Faunzan said he was their descendant? Doesn't that mean that Brando still has the blood of the Holy Alliance Novamé in his body?

Who are these people? The only thing that Brando could think of at the moment was his mysterious grandfather, but he was wondering what the Divine Talent was connected to both St. Osor and the Holy White Cross White Lion Empire of the Holy Alliance, and Brando couldn't help but think of those luàn messy royal relationships for a while.

Or is it the Brando's family or an ancient royal family left over from the era of the Sage's War?

But unlikely, he's not of the Silver Race.

He thought about it for a while, and then he raised his head to look at the man on the other side of the throne and asked, "So, what about the conditions?" ”

"Isn't it clear," the corner of the man's mouth raised, "It's clear that if you are a relic, you should understand your mission." My request is not complicated, just accept the talent of 'fool'. ”

"It's the remnants again." Brando frowned slightly, he wondered what was the so-called 'Path of the Remnant' - joining the Great Church? This is obviously impossible.

But he was a little surprised when he said that he only needed to accept the talent of 'Fool'. Gaining talent is at least a reward according to the understanding in the 'Amber Sword', and such a generous jiāo exchange condition made him a little alert.

"What is the talent of the so-called 'fool'?" He asked.

The man spread his hands: "In this world, there are thousands of talents, from blood, from race, from history," the man changed his posture on the throne and pointed to his chest: "But birth, luck and fate are like invisible threads that connect everyone and determine the path he will take in life." ”

"You should know what the twins do, right?"

"It's a twin nv god......" Brando cursed in his heart, of course he didn't dare to say it.

"Talent is like a mission, the mission of the 'Fool' is unique, this talent can be said to be named by me, but it is not as superficial as you think," the man's voice was a little lower: "As for what a 'Fool' is, you will naturally understand it in the future - as for this ancient talent, it is the key to unlock potential-"

He changed his words: "'Fool' has a sevenfold meaning, the first authority corresponds to Tiamat, the dragon of war beyond the sky, its meaning is fanaticism, as for its power you can experience for yourself. ”

Brando looked at him suspiciously, "Sounds good, but what's in it for you to do that?" ”

"Legacy—"

"It's inheritance again," Brando muttered.

"Oh?" The man on the other side of the throne was slightly stunned: "It seems that you already know some information, but I don't bother to lie to you, it is not easy to find a person who can really inherit this qiē, at least there are strict restrictions on bloodline." ”

"But don't get too complacent, I can still die without help, and the waiting time is meaningless to me."

Brando was stunned when he heard this, and he was about to take the opportunity to put forward conditions and had to take it back.

"So you understand?" The man asked.

"Why don't I say yes? It's like a demon's yòu confusion. Brando replied angrily.

"You don't have to tempt me," the man shook his head, "the devil is my nemesis. ”

Brando was stunned: "Are you really Faenzan?" ”

A low chuckle came from across the throne: "Imagination is abundant. ”

Brando was stunned, he had always thought that the other party should be Faenzan, or at least one of the four sages. "And who are you?"

But the man didn't answer him, "Don't you want to know how to open the lower six permissions of the Fool's talent?" ”

"You're going to sue me anyway, aren't you?"

"Clever."

Brando bared his teeth, thinking to himself, isn't this the same routine in the game, smart máo.

"Just collect as many grey gems as possible, in fact, my soul was sealed in the grey sè holy stone after my death, but the holy stone was shattered in the great battle, and the grey gems were also torn apart, as long as you find them, it will be enough to get all the fate seeds of this talent."

"Wait!" This time, Brando finally couldn't help but stop: "You said that the gray stone is a fragment of the holy stone. ”

"I said that, didn't I?" The man replied lightly.

Hearing this answer, Brando's whole body froze on the throne like a stone statue, and he gasped and looked at the person opposite, with a stunned expression.

"You, you...... You are ......"

The man nodded: "The silver jīng spirit calls me Da Nors, and I have a name in the NV witch called the Monarch of Eternal Darkness and the Ten Thousand Realms, but I still prefer the human name of Odin to it." ”

"Black, Dark Dragon......"

"Scared?"

Brando swallowed, in fact the player had a hand with the Dark Dragon's shadow Jiāo in the late game, but it was only a projection of residual consciousness, and it was projected above the sky in its own form - it was a story mission in the game, but it was the first time he had seen the Dark Dragon in its human form.

It looks like a normal human.

He hesitated, not knowing what was going on in his heart for a moment. According to the Cruz epic, the Dark Dragon is a super demon king, and it is also the kind of bloody plot that is bent on ruling the entire world.

But now the protagonist of this bloody drama is in front of him.

This name is probably the one he hears the most in the game besides Martha, and his ears are calloused, and he seems to have been used to it on a regular basis, but the shock when he actually sees it is unparalleled.

"That's not it," he replied subconsciously, but immediately reacted, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'm dead." The dark dragon replied, "You should ask what you want to do." ”

Brando was stunned: "Are you really dead?" ”

The Dark Dragon nodded, "You should understand that what you see is nothing more than a message left by my consciousness in the Grey Gem. ”

"Damn, I like to play with this hand," Brando breathed a sigh of relief, he had always regarded the Dark Dragon, the ultimate big devil, as the last B, but when he heard the other party say this, he suddenly remembered Tumén.

But thinking of this, he suddenly reacted and asked vigilantly, "Wait, in that case, how can you help me deal with the blood of the gods?" ”

The dark dragon smiled: "Joke, it's just blood from the source, in fact, that thing can't do anything to you at all." As a remnant, you're from a much more noble background than those luàn nonsense—"

"Wait!" Brando didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood: "You mean, what you just said was all about fooling me?" ”

"That's not enough, besides, the talent of the fool is also good for you, isn't it?" The dark dragon yīn smiled triumphantly, "And I'm going to give you a gift too." ”

I'll go!

Brando was stunned for a moment, and his heart was extremely bitter for a while: "Boss, do you know that you now belong to the ranks of rats crossing the street and everyone shouting and beating them in Vainde?" Whoever inherits the destiny talent can't inherit you, isn't this a dead end if it's discovered? ”

But the dark dragon didn't talk nonsense to him anymore, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light suddenly entered his heart.

"Give it to you, let that hillbilly NV man see what the real blood of God is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brando felt a heart-rending pain in his chest. He gasped, and before he could utter a curse that damn the last **, he was pulled back to reality from the world of the god Jīng by this terrible pain.

At the same time, Andesa was watching in amazement as more and more golden light poured into the dark crystal on his chest.

Beams of light from Brando's body were generated one by one, as if the blood flowing under his skin was instantly awakened by the catalysis of the blood of the gods injected into his body.

Then these rays of light enveloped Brando's entire body, forming a huge cocoon of light.

As the light cocoon shrank, the interior became brighter and brighter, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon at any moment.

Andesa stood aside and watched this scene, stunned, "Blood of the Supreme God!" The blood of the higher gods! She subconsciously muttered to herself, "The true blood of the superior god!" ”

"Descendants of the people of God! How is this possible! She held her breath, unable to believe her eyes.

But at this moment, the light cocoon suddenly shrank suddenly, and Andessa's face also changed--divine reaction--she subconsciously raised her head, and the invisible divine power was connecting with a certain constellation in the sky.

"Wait, it's not good!" Only then did Andesa remember that she was not the only one in the vicinity, Veronica and Grey Sword St. Mephistopheles were both near the valley, not counting the nightmare she had seen from afar before.

She immediately opened countless vines to block this unconscious divine power continuity, but at this moment, the huge light cocoon suddenly opened.

One step late.

A dazzling golden light had risen into the sky, and this dazzling pillar of golden light pierced the sky like a continuous river of light, splitting the clouds and pointing to the seventh constellation above the night.

The dragon of war - Tiamat