Watching Eros leave, Naser couldn't help but sigh, picked up the third-order Rubik's Cube on the table that Eros had messed up and had not recovered, and skillfully completed a set of CFOPs to restore them. (Author's note: CFOP refers to the three-order Rubik's Cube speed twisting formula, which is the main cross→ adjusting the orientation of the last layer of the first two layers at the same time→→ adjusting the order of the last layer, which is the characteristic restoration technique of the third-order Rubik's Cube.) ）

Iros had been teaching Eros to play the Rubik's Cube for some time, and it was as if she had deliberately not learned it seriously, and she was already proficient in fingering to the end, but she still made low-level mistakes.

Maybe it's because her knowledge capacity is saturated, after all, even if it's a god, it's not much different from humans now, the human brain weighs 1.7 kilograms and has reached saturation, and the so-called 80% of the brain has not yet been developed is empty talk, after all, your body's thinking can account for 20% is already a gene to give face, don't you need to control your stomach to digest food? Do you need brain intervention to maintain your immune system? So what really limits human intelligence is genes, not the incomplete development of the brain that the media is blowing nonsense.

Naser smiled helplessly, and the moment he put down the Rubik's Cube, the Hunter's instinct was suddenly stimulated, and the Rubik's Cube in his hand was immediately thrown out as a weapon.

The breath of a second and a third appeared in the room.

One carries a strong smell of the Iron Horse, and the other carries a strong smell of filth.

The breath is very distinctive.

It's like the Silent Force Field of Eros.

Na Se, who instantly thought about this step, subconsciously asked, "Dare to ask if the two are members of the Apocalypse Knights?" ”

"Don't worry, Brother Dragonborn, we are indeed the Knight of the Apocalypse, but we are not here to settle accounts with you."

Hoarse, dry, this voice can only be described as such.

"We are here for the 'death' thing."

Majestic and domineering, it seems to be born to kill any living creature it sees.

"Dare you think that the two of you are 'plague' and 'war', right?" Nather turned, made a Shadow Assassin salute, and took a closer look at the two.

One was a muscular monster, its reddish-brown robes and shawls could barely cover the muscles that were about to tear apart, and behind it was a giant sword the size of a door; The thin figure on the side looked like a shaman, but the skin revealed between the gaps in the clothes was covered with dense sores and covered with earth ash on the surface of the skin - this posture seemed to have grown so big and had not taken a bath, carrying a large medicine box, it should be a master of fighting with poison.

Obviously, that muscle monster is war, and shaman is the plague.

"I don't know what is 'death' bothering the two of you to come?" Nasser asked.

"It's a long story." Plague said.

"'Death' is our youngest little sister, so we all take good care of her during wars, plagues, and famines, so we are used to her being a little willful and causing some trouble to you, Brother Dragonborn, it is really our negligence, so I apologize to you first." War said.

"Did she show you her so-called battle robe just now 'dead'?" Plague asked.

"Yes, indeed." Nasser said.

"Alas, actually, 'death' she is lying to you." Plague said.

“！ (ΩДΩ)！ Nather looked at the plague in amazement.

"That's the wedding dress the three of us prepared for her, her real battle robe, an armor that is so powerful that we all fear." War said.

"'Death' killed her mentor and took everything that belonged to her mentor, it's hard to imagine that she could do that, that she could have such a determination." Plague said, "She did everything she could, just for one thing." ”

"Come back to you, Brother Dragonborn." War said.

Nather choked.

He knew that.

"And she's showing you all the good in herself." The war continued, "But death is not magnificent, death is pale, it is always pale, so she has always done things contrary to herself." Presumably the Dragonborn brothers know that feeling, right? ”

Nather certainly knows that feeling.

He is best at imitating and learning, but let him teach others...... Totally.

"You don't love 'death' enough now, and you don't know how 'death' works." Plague said, "Think about it, although you are a god and do not have the concept of aging, your body cannot last for a hundred or two hundred years, and 'death' will be very frightened by your changes, so what will she do?" ”

This Nashar didn't think about it at all.

"Of course, it will turn you into a specimen that will not decay, and it will never change." War said.

“！！！ Σ(っ°Д°; )っ！！！ Nather's lips opened slightly, and his surprise was expressed in the color.

"You know 'Death' she likes you, but you know it's just the tip of the iceberg." Plague said.

Yes, the tip of the iceberg.

Lift the iceberg and pour out the icy sea water will only drench you in doubt.

"We don't want to see a Dragonborn fall into the hands of our Apocalypse Knights." Plague said, "After all, everything about the dragonborn is determined by the supreme primordial god who is the owner of the laws of heaven and the laws of heaven, and we don't see many dragonborns among the gods, but there are too many dragonborns in the human race, and they have all corrected a piece of history." ”

"There are so many dragonborns among the human race, let me give you a few examples: Jeanne Dalc, born on January 6, 1412, in a village called Donrémi, on the border of the Champagne-Ardennes and Lorraine regions in France; Christopher Columbus, born in the autumn of 1451 in the Republic of Genoa; Galileo Galilei was born on February 15, 1564 in Pisa, on the west coast of Italy; Now there is another person named Liu Ruye in the land where we are standing...... Numerous. ”

"First one?" Nasser asked.

"The first one you are accustomed to call 'Joan of Arc.'" Plague said.

"That's a lot, it seems that it's either a hero or a wizard...... I understand, I'm tired of the two, I'll treat the 'death' of her well, the two of you have always regarded me as a peer, it's really loved, and I will carry out the duties of the Dragonborn to the end. ”

Nather knew it well.

These two did not come to him for Eros at all, but to warn him.

Nather didn't follow through on his duties as a Dragonborn!

Fortunately, Nashar quickly found the steps and went down by himself.

Otherwise, it may be a direct substitution.

It's dangerous, thanks to your wit!

Now that Nather had gone down the stairs, war and plague no longer haunted him.

"We still have a lot of business to do, and the Dragonborn brothers can do it themselves!"

also disappeared out of thin air, leaving Naser alone with a chill on his back.