One of the sailors looked at El Dorado, the huge city in front of him, and was a little unwilling.

"Captain, we have finally come to this point, you see, the El Dorado is there, we only need to go up and knock two gold bricks......"

"When we leave here, all that gold is full of curses, and if you take it, you will die. Gordon directly interrupted the sailor's words, looking at the immediate interests, of course, not everyone can leave indifferently.

"You can't leave yet, unless you tell me what the hell is going on with El Dorado, and what are all these things?"

Burton came over with the soldiers, looking at the weakened Captain Gordon, now everyone was confused, no one knew what was going on, who was inside, could El Dorado still be able to explore?

"Brigadier General, listen to my advice, get out of here, the guys inside are very dangerous, and we can't deal with them at all?"

"Who are they, angels or demons?"

Gordon didn't know how to answer this question, and in Mimir's memory, the ancestors created Adam in his own image, and Mimir represented the god in human records.

"Something far beyond us, irresistible. ”

In the end, he could only say this, and his tone was a little helpless.

"What is their purpose?"

Burton found a place to sit down, motioned for his subordinate to bring a cup of coffee, and handed it to Gordon.

"I think it's probably a long story, and you can choose to take a break and talk slowly. ”

Alan took the blanket out of the tent and placed it on Gordon's body, so that the latter finally felt a lot of warmth.

Quite a few people gathered around, looking at the legendary captain who had survived El Dorado, wanting to hear his voice, everything about El Dorado.

"Tell us, what's going on in El Dorado?"

Burton's firm and soft tone finally lifted Gordon out of that evasive neurotic state, and instead there was some silence.

He tightened the wrapped blanket, then took a sip of his piping hot coffee and lost his thoughts

It was he, who released the monster, and he didn't know how much impact it would have on this world, and he tried to convince himself that Mimir was only trying to counterattack the Divine Domain, and would not do any danger to the human race, and he was just trying to survive.

Of course, this is complete self-deception, two races far beyond humans are preparing to go to war, and the battlefield is near the earth, which does not seem harmless.

"Eighty thousand years ago, a race went to war with the gods, and the flames of war scorched the skies and tore the earth apart for a full decade. Eventually, the gods were repelled and infiltrated into the gods' realm, and this race also declined in the war, and they were the ancestors, the founders of the El Dorado. ”

"The El Dorado was trapped in the void due to the curse, but unfortunately, I released them, and the ruler of the El Dorado is ready to counterattack the Divine Domain......

"Wow, that's a short story. ”

Burton applauded, saying that the story was very interesting.

"If you tell the Royal Theatre to make an opera, it's going to be a big hit. ”

"Really?" Gordon didn't quite understand what Burton meant, so he could only follow the words.

"Of course it's fake! You're going to be kicked out, listen to the story you tell, there's a race at war with the gods, hahaha, it's the stupidest story I've ever heard. ”

Burton has always believed that gods exist, that God loves the world, gives human life, food, fire, and a bountiful harvest on the earth, and guides people in times of disaster.

People should be in awe of the gods, in awe of their might, who gave human life and created this world, and human beings are so fragile and small, and are favored by the gods, why should they not pray sincerely?

The surrounding soldiers, led by Burton, also began to laugh, and what Gordon said seemed to be a fantasy, or was it a little insane?

"Captain Gordon, it's been a hard journey, but let's get some rest first, and we'll talk about it when you're in better spirits. ”

Burton waved his hand, then turned away with the man.

"You don't believe me?"

Gordon's eyes were full of disbelief, and what he said was true, and this fact could not be accepted.

Burton paused, then turned back and said, "How did you know so clearly about the war 80,000 years ago?

"I ......"

Gordon was directly choked and speechless, it is really the difference in vision that determines cognition, and people in this era are simply unable to communicate in this regard.

"The gods are great to keep humanity alive in this world full of evil and curses, take care of your captain, I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Burton's last words were addressed to the sailor, and he walked away briskly, without looking back, knowing that perhaps he would not believe his words anymore, for his words had offended Burton's faith.

The sailors of the Jackdaw looked at each other, and they also felt that their captain might really be a little crazy, and what the commodore said was exactly what they thought.

"Captain......" Mickey looked at Gordon with some concern, because the latter was bowing his head and his expression was cloudy.

"Is it okay to leave like this, maybe the legendary Captain Gordon will be able to walk away, but more people will suffer, and the curse will spread from here, all because of your ......"

A thought flashes in the brain, a little abruptly, but every time that thought comes up, another thought always pops up.

"This world is not as simple as it thinks, the Assassin Brotherhood and the Knights Templar will not watch this world ruin, the sky will fall and there will be tall people standing up......"

He finally sighed, and stumbled toward a random tent.

The loneliest man in the world, who is tantamount to no one understanding his own thoughts, finally understands why so many geniuses are called madmen, because their minds are centuries ahead.

That night, Gordon slept very hard, his body could no longer bear the exhaustion, and finally had a safe environment, and he slept until noon the next day, when he walked out of the tent tremblingly, although the whole person was still a little weak, but his spirit was much better.

Looking at the endless primeval jungle, I was stunned for ten seconds, and then finally realized that something was missing in front of me.

"What's the situation?"

The huge El Dorado disappeared without any movement.

The marks on the ground were very obvious, and the dirt that had been turned out was stabbed into the ground by the gold.

If it weren't for these, almost everyone would think that El Dorado was just an illusion, a beautiful legend.

"It's a big problem!"

A run-around El Dorado is more troublesome than the one that stops here.