Behind every dusty piece of history, there are always some little-known stories.

For some hobby, Duran was very attentive to these details, and thanks to the blessings of his memory, most of these stories were etched in his mind.

In the warmth of the underground cavern, he told the story in a gentle tone.

The two women beside him just listened quietly, and no one interrupted his narration.

The Spirit King is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying figure, in that era, whether it is a human or an elf or an intelligent race on other continents, or even a god, when the name of the Spirit King is mentioned, he will inevitably grit his teeth with hatred.

That was the first time when the evil spirits broke through the limitations of the void plane and frantically poured into the Feinan Continent. The whole world trembled, and all living beings wailed.

The forests withered, the plains turned into deserts, and the sky was no longer a blue color, but a terrifying haze. The evil spirits greedily sucked the life force of the entire plane, and it is said that when the situation was at its worst, the leaves on the Heart Tree of the Heavenly World were at least half withered, and the whole world was about to collapse. It was the most nostalgic time for the demons of the Void Plane today, who nearly wiped out all of Fernan, thus opening the way back.

The battle is in full swing, the evil spirits are raging in every corner of the continent, and under the leadership of the Spirit King's incomparable personal ability, the coalition of living beings is retreating one after another. In order to repel the invasion of the Spirit King, the gods of the heavenly realm descended to earth in person, but this did not help at all. At that time, the Spirit King was said to have the same fighting abilities as the dragon of the end today, when the Lord of Dawn and the Witch God had joined forces to explore the Void Chaos World in search of traces of their father, the god Sivi.

In the entire world of Fernan, no one could stop the divine might of the Spirit King—except for the man named Madeus.

Matthius is one of the three great saint kings recognized by mankind. His origins and whereabouts have always been a mystery, and his history is nowhere to be found before the demon hordes invaded Fanan; And after the death of the Spirit King and the collapse of the demon army, his whereabouts have become extremely ethereal. There are even some radical historians who believe that Matthius is nothing more than a made-up figure, or a deity. But most people still insist that Madieus does exist.

He personally led his people out of the mountains in the north and destroyed countless evil spirits. In a solo duel, Matthius killed the King of Spirit's most relied on men, and the King of Spirits was furious when he heard the question, so he made an appointment with Matthius to fight on the top of the snowy mountain. The much-anticipated battle began at dawn and ended before the sun set. Even the gods from above descended in person, cautiously observing the battle.

The final result was astonishing, as Matthius used a very mysterious and strange spell in order to inflict heavy damage on the Spirit King. That spell greatly increased Madeus's combat power, and he eventually succeeded in severely injuring the Spirit King. However, it is a pity that the Spirit King survived to the end, and although Madius beat him to the end, he did not get any benefits. The side effects of the secret method soon appeared, and in one move, his whole person suddenly turned into a huge ice sculpture, and fell into a permanent state of suspended animation.

The arrogant Spirit King did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but declared victory and left the snowy mountain.

On that night, the Spirit King's troops were attacked by the gods - a sign of the horror of the Spirit King's ability to pull down their faces and join forces to deal with each other.

The battle that night was fierce, and the mortally wounded Spirit King died after destroying nineteen gods.

The Spirit King's subordinates fled with his corpse, and the evil spirit army immediately lost control after losing such a super strong person as the Spirit King. The Spirit King's original subordinates supported their own troops, and each of them did not obey anyone, and their strength was weakened several times in an instant.

Humans and other races were finally able to breathe, and a decade-long tug-of-war began on the continent of Faynan. The living beings swore to fight to the death against the invasion of the evil spirits, but the evil spirits weakened step by step due to the internal struggle.

Ten years later, Madeus, who had been frozen on the summit of the highest snow-capped mountain, awoke from the ice. Sixteen of his loyal subordinates had been waiting for his return by the side of the ice sculpture, and after waking up, Matthius didn't say a word, picked up his former war spear, and took his most loyal subordinates, and a group of seventeen men brazenly slaughtered into the Thorn River region, where the battle situation was the most tense at that time.

Three days later, not a single evil spirit could be seen in the Thorn River region.

The struggling creatures wept with joy as they gathered around Madeus and burst out with the last of their strength. And the man who had always been silent like an ice sculpture rushed first every time he fought, and under his leadership, the armies of the demon lords were disintegrated one by one. Half a year later, most of the evil spirits fled the Fernand continent and returned to the barren and monotonous Void Plane.

And Madius also became the first recognized human saint king in the history of the Fernan continent. The other two are Arbuckle, who repelled the demonic invasion, and Nordington, who established the Edinger dynasty. At the final feast, the great holy king silently returned to the snow-capped mountains with his men (eight alive) and the corpses of his dead subordinates, and no one has heard of him since.

“…… On the other hand, the Spirit King was buried somewhere in the south after his death. However, after the defeat in the battle, his subordinates, fearing that the Spirit King's tomb would be disturbed by angry creatures, attempted to relocate his graveyard back to the half-plane created by the Pale Elves themselves. They prepare to cross the Chaos Sea in the south and reach the Island of the Moon Ring, but in the process, they are blocked by an army of blood elves. As a last resort, they buried the Spirit King in what was once a very glorious gathering place of pale goblins, and then fled in a hurry. ”

"Only one person remained. That's you, Turing, you're the wife of the Spirit King, and you think you should be with him forever. You transform yourself into a half-spirit, and thus gain a near-permanent life, and in the process, you pay the price of losing all your memories. ”

Duran said slowly, "Even so, your instinct still keeps you guarding this place, the place where your lover sleeps. That's all the stories I know. ”

Turing's tears fell again, but a look of happiness appeared on her face: "Although I don't know, everything you said is true." But I'm very willing to believe it, and I used to feel as if something was left behind in my heart, but now that feeling is gone. Thank you. Stranger, I don't know your name yet......"

Duran smiled, "My name is Duran. ”

"Duran...... What a strange name. Turing tilted his head and suddenly said, "You told me these things, it shouldn't be without intention, right?" ”

"Tell me about your purpose."

Jane also looked at Duran suspiciously.

Duran shrugged his shoulders and said dryly: "Of course, in fact, I came here to ask you for something." ”

"What's that?"

"About a thousand years ago, an old human man broke into here. If I'm not mistaken, there's nothing in him that piques your interest, and it's customary to let him go out of this ruin, provided he doesn't do anything disgusting to you. Duran said.

"You know my style very well." Turing nodded, "I did let him go." ”

"But the old man left something in the ruins." Duran looked at Turing steadily, and said slowly, "Although he thinks he is hiding very secretly, it should be difficult to hide from your eyes, right?" That's what I want! ”

Turing looked thoughtful: "I know where that thing is...... But ......"

"But what?" Duran asked.

"But the place where that thing is placed is very dangerous at the moment." Turing pointed upwards and said, "It's almost in the area near that guy." ”

Duran was stunned for a moment: "You mean, the monster that broke in before is at the same time where the old man hid things?" ”

Turing nodded.

Duran couldn't help but wail in his heart: "My purification scroll! ”

……

"Come out for Lao Tzu!" Jules erupted into a frantic roar.

His strength was fully displayed, and all the stones in front of him were knocked away, and the ruined place became even more embarrassed.

"Do you think you can just hide? I'll get you out one by one! Jules's eyes were bloodshot and his movements were getting bigger. The power bestowed upon him by the Mother of Othar allowed him to wreak havoc on everything around him, and the spells left behind by the Pale Elves could not stop it.

"Bang!"

Another boulder was blasted by him, and the finest pieces of stone flew all over the sky.

However, at this moment, something suddenly fell out of the stone with a golden light.

Jules was stunned for a moment: "What is this?" ”

He subconsciously bent down and tried to hold on to the scroll-like golden item, who knew that as soon as his hand touched the scroll, it began to melt wildly!

"Ahh The burning sensation made him withdraw his hand in surprise.

"What the hell is this thing that can do me so much harm?" Although the injured hand was immediately restored to its original state under the activation of the evil magic, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made him dare not move again.

Obviously, this is a sacred item. This was the kind of thing Jules hated the most, and his instinct told him that the farther away from it, the better!

So he stood up and prepared to leave. However, at this moment, a majestic female voice sounded in his ears: "Pick up that thing and give it to me!" ”

Jules was stunned for a moment, then nodded respectfully: "Yes, Mother of the great Osher." ”

Although I don't know what the reason is, this thing actually alarmed the great Mother of Osser, and it must be some kind of remarkable artifact. Jules did not dare to slack off, and immediately walked towards the scroll. (To be continued.) )