"Boy, if you want to fight the idea of this time armor, you should die early." Heinsor scoffed, "Your strength is so low that even one of the worst men in my army can easily put you down." The Armor of Time is a heavenly artifact, intertwined with the fate of the Witch God, far from what you are qualified to hold. ”

Duran couldn't deny that Heinsol's state was strange to him. On this armor, he didn't feel any soul breath, perhaps because Heinsol's perception was much higher than his, thus directly blocking his perception. But a piece of equipment, even if it is an artifact, is a very rare ability to hold a soul, at least Du Lan looked up and down, and he didn't see any place that seemed to have enough energy and space to maintain an ancient soul.

"Is it a spell like a photograph?" Duran immediately dismissed this idea, similar to the voice left by Rivenkin in the shadow labyrinth was not intelligent at all, and this voice that sounded directly in his head was obviously easy to talk to himself, which showed that there was indeed Heinsol's consciousness in this armor - at least a fraction of his consciousness.

Duran's gaze stayed on the chest of the Time Armor, revealing a slight hint of surprise. According to the rumored description, the chest and back of the Time Armor are sewn from the hardest Time Dragon skin, which has the strong ability to resist fire and water, and the heart of the Time Dragon. After years of precipitation, the Time Dragon's heart has turned amber, and its magic power is so powerful that the owner of the Time Armor is able to control the power of time, revealing the true power of the artifact. Now, however, Duran has not discovered the existence of the Heart of Time in the corresponding location.

The place that should be inlaid with the heart of the Time Dragon was black and swarthy at this time, and it didn't look special, but when Duran carefully stroked it with his hand, he found a trace of obvious dents.

"Humph!"

Heinsol's indifferent snort sounded directly in Duran's head. "Looks like you know a lot about this armor?"

Duran shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I've heard some rumors." On top of this armor, there should have been a heart of time, right? ”

Heinsol was silent for a moment, then replied, "You are right, the Heart of Time has been stripped of from my armor, otherwise my strength would not have been weakened so much. Do you think you'll survive the initial moment because you're outstanding? If the Heart of Time were still there, I'm afraid you would have been a corpse long ago. ”

Duran suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart said that Heinsor was really a big murderer like the legend, even if his soul entered the armor, he would not change his true colors, and when he met others, he would directly have a fatal spiritual impact without asking a word......

"Wait......" Suddenly, Duran seemed to have captured something, did Heinsol's implication that after losing the heart of time, his strongest attack was only the level of mental impact just now?

Duran's heart was pounding, and his face became serious, his judgment should be logically sound. After all, from the conversation just now, Heinsor doesn't seem to have a reason to leave Duran's surname.

If Heinsol is already at the end of his crossbow, Durán has a chance to become the new master of the Time Armor. Heinsol is not one of those people who blindly worship the ancients, and no matter how powerful Heinsor is, he is only a defeated soldier of Nottington I in Duran's heart. If there is a chance, Duran will not hesitate to erase Heinsol's soul or consciousness directly from the armor of time!

Such a thought passed through Duran's mind, and he didn't immediately take action, after all, even the level of mental impact just now was enough for him to drink a pot. He had to talk about Heinsol's background first, so he took the initiative to talk to the other party.

Although Heinsol himself looked like he was coaxing with his nostrils to the sky, under Duran's deliberate flattery, although the two did not talk very happily, they were not as cold and hostile as they were at the beginning.

In order to test how many years Heinsor had been isolated from the world, Duran deliberately took the initiative to bring up the history of the continent after his defeat. The angry dragon was indeed an extremely angry fellow, and when he heard that the royal family of Edinger had been destroyed by the dragon of the last day, that mankind had been reduced to a second-class citizen on the continent, and that Ruha, who had ruled the world for thousands of years, he immediately let out a roar of rage: "That idiot of Nordington! His descendants are even more idiots among idiots! ”

"Fuck, you actually gave away the great rivers and mountains to others! Waste, all waste! ”

"I knew that the Ember people would only make a mess of things, a mess!"

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"This guy is simply a tyrant......" Duran commented in his heart depressedly, but he had to flatter him: "Yes, yes, yes...... You're right, if you were to run a human dynasty, future generations would not be defeated by dragons - but then again, those dragons do possess unfathomable power. ”

Heinsol snorted and suddenly asked, "Those dragons, I mean the most powerful one, I heard you say that they seem to be called the Last Dragons - what is his strength?" ”

Duran replied without hesitation: "Level 99, the god of the upper ranks." ”

Heinsor cursed and fell silent.

Duran was a little curious about Heinsol's own strength, but he didn't dare to mention it. But what's interesting is that after a while, this guy actually mentioned it to himself: "No wonder the dragonman can rule Fernan, level 99, except for Xiwei, the Lord of Dawn and the Witch God may not be his opponent." Lao Tzu had just entered the realm of sub-gods, damn, the dragon clan could not give birth to cubs, and the individual combat power was too strong. ”

Duran has a conclusion in his heart, the sub-god realm is indeed unattainable for him at present, but Heinsol may not have such a powerful combat power left now, and he may not have no chance to take advantage of it. He followed the other party's topic and said, "What level of god is there in the Xiwei God?" ”

Heinsor was a former sub-god, and his knowledge was undoubtedly valuable, and Durán wanted to extract more useful information from him.

"In the god of Xiwei, he is the supreme god, and the dragon of the last day is just a handful of fireflies in front of him." Heinthor's voice immediately became serious: "I once had a brief exchange with the great witch god in a dream - this lord and the dastardly Lord of the Dawn are both the gods of level 97, and their sister Othur's mother has reached level 98 in a variety of unique ways, but neither of them is a match for the dragon of the last day. Only the father of these three gods, the Xiwei God, has the only and supreme level 100 in this universe! ”

"The difference between level 100 and level 99 doesn't seem like much, right?" Duran wondered.

Heinsor said disdainfully: "The gap is not big? The gap between the two of them is even bigger than between level 1 and level 99! ”

Duran's heart was shocked, he knew that Sivi was very powerful, he was the supreme god, but the shadow of the dragon of the last word had been pressing on his head, and he felt that there might be little difference between the two. It wasn't until today that someone openly and affirmatively told him about the true strength of Xiwei and the three gods.

With the knowledge that these legendary powerhouses could not have known, Heinsor was worthy of being the hero who competed with the Holy King Nordington in the past.

At this moment, Heinsol suddenly snorted heavily: "Humble boy, I suddenly changed my mind. ”

"You can take this time armor, and I'll help you if necessary. But you have to promise me one condition. ”

Duran was overjoyed: "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Heinsor said coldly: "Take me to the Thousand Stone Islands." ”

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