"I'm from Qinghai." Serge suddenly pulled his throat and said, "Didn't you want to ask me about something?" Is this your attitude towards asking for advice? ”

As soon as these words came out, the Shandia people present were stunned, Qinghai people, how could there be Qinghai people here, Qinghai? Is it really that Qinghai?

To prove his words, Celtic turned his back to the crowd.

"I don't have wings, that's enough proof that I'm not from the Sky Island, do you still have any questions?" Serdau.

"Hey, hey, he really doesn't have wings."

"Could it be that he is really from Qinghai?"

The soldiers exchanged heads and ears for a while, and it was hard to believe that there were really Qinghai people who would come here.

After a long time, the chief's eyes widened and asked, "You... You're from Qinghai? ”

"That's right, just this morning, I rode the upwelling current to this fabled sky island." Searle's answer was categorical.

"Have you ever heard of Venbra Rolando?" The chief forced the excitement in his heart to try to keep his tone as flat as possible, but Serge could still hear the slightest tremor in his words.

"I've heard that the reason why I came to Sky Island is precisely because of the legend of this man." Serge said pretentiously.

"Rolando!!" Serge said in a loud voice: "This man is known to the world as the great liar Rolando. ”

"What? How so? How could a hero like Rolando be a liar? ”

"Liar! Rolando, that's Rolando, he's definitely not a liar, he's the best friend of the legendary great warrior Calgara. ”

"Knock knock~" The chief tapped his cane on the trunk beside him a few times.

"Shut up!" The chief shouted.

After everyone quieted down, the chief said with a heavy face: "Since there is a guest from Qinghai today, I will tell you the story of Rolandu and the Great Warrior Calgara in detail by the way. ”

Four hundred years ago, an admiral named Venbula Rolando and his men, all botanists, arrived on Gaya Island and clashed fiercely with the Sandians under the command of the Great Warrior Calgara, the inhabitants of Gaya Island at the time.

Rolando kills the serpent, known as the god, and tells the Sandians that the so-called wrath of the gods is just a disease.

Rolando eventually found a cure for illness on the island and saved the entire Sandia tribe, and as a result, Rolando and Calgara became the most sincere friends.

The antidote not only saved the Sandians from suffering from disease, but also kicked the gods that the Sandians had always believed in from the altar, breaking the centuries-old tradition of sacrifice on the island of Gaya.

Calgara rang the golden bell for Rolando for the first time, and told Rolando's story of their family's guardianship of history, and even gave him countless pieces of gold.

After that, Rolando stayed on the island for a while, and the friendship between the two grew stronger.

However, in order to completely solve the disease for the Sandians, Rolando cut down the sacred tree that the Sandians believed to be the sustenance of the souls of their ancestors.

In the end, Calgara's daughter, who was also the girl who was rescued by Rolando, learned the truth about this from Rolando's crew, and it turned out that the previous disease could not only infect humans and animals, but also plants, and plants could then infect humans and animals, causing them to fall into a vicious circle.

In order to prevent future troubles, even if Rolando was misunderstood, he still chose to help them without hesitation.

Rolando left Gaya Island, leaving Gaya Island forever.

Calgara, who learned the truth from her daughter, regretted it very much, and although she didn't see her for the last time, the two sides had a final heart-to-heart exchange.

Calgara promised that he would always ring the golden bell to navigate his best friend.

But the reality is so cruel, the current of Gaya Island rushed into the sky, and since then, the best friends who have regrets with each other have passed on this regret to this day.

At this point, the chief told everything he knew, and everyone present was moved to tears by the story of the Great Warrior Calgara and Roland Dufy.

There is no more romance between men than this, and even Searle has to shed tears for it.

"Rolando is really an admirable man!" Searle sighed after hearing the story.

"I already know what you're going to ask, and I'm going to tell you everything I know about Rolando." Serge said in a deep voice.

"Really?" The chief pleaded.

"Yes, it's not a secret, I just hope you don't feel too upset when you hear it." Then Searle slowly told what he knew about Roland Dufei's follow-up story.

Rolando did not feel sad because of his friend's misunderstanding, he believed in his friend so much, he was so confident that his friend would forgive him, but when he came to the island of Gaya again with hope, the Sandians and the Golden Bell were gone.

Rolando was sentenced to death for the crime of deceiving the monarch, and the Golden Country in his mouth naturally became the biggest lie in the world, this man was dubbed the big liar Roland by the world, even though he was about to go to the guillotine, he still insisted that the Golden Country was real, but no one wanted to believe it.

"What? Rolando~Rolando, he turned out... When the Sandians heard what had happened to Rolando, they glared angrily, and tears flowed down their cheeks.

"There's no doubt that Rolando is great, and everything he says is true, don't I just prove that?" Serge said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, it's not just you who are keeping this promise, the descendants of Rolando are also pursuing the path to the Golden Country, they have been waiting, waiting for the golden bell of the oath to ring, so you still have a chance to relieve the regrets of your ancestors!!"

Serge took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength, "Light the lamp of Shandora!" Let the descendants of Roland do fly to hear that wonderful bell!! ”

"Yes, we have to make up for the regrets of our ancestors!"

"We have to do it!!"

"Take back your hometown, take back the Golden Bell!!" The warriors roared in unison.

"Huh? The Golden Bell is not here, has it been taken away? Serge asked knowingly.

When it comes to their hometown and the Golden Bell, the Sandia people have an angry look on their faces, and their anger is mixed with sadness.

"It was taken away a long time ago by the bastards of Angel Island, including our hometown ~ Gaya!" The chief bowed his head and said hoarsely.

"It's so sad, you didn't try to take it back." Serge asked.

"Our war with Angel Island has been going on for four hundred years, the other side is very strong, and we are not opponents."

"See, is there only such a few warriors left in your entire Sandia tribe?" As far as Searle could see, there were no more than forty adult men in the entire village, and even fewer of them could be considered warriors.

"We live in a very poor environment, and after all these years, our population is far less than it was at the beginning." The chief sighed.

"Maybe I can help in this matter." Serl thought for a moment, staring at the crowd with burning eyes.

"Honorable guest, you still try not to care about this matter, the people of Angel Island are very strong, and their army is numerous, even if we add you, we don't have the slightest chance of winning." The chief said: "We are very grateful for bringing us the news of Rolando, and you will be the most honored guest of our Sandia in the future." ”

"Well, don't go that far, okay?" Serge hurriedly interrupted the chief's nagging: "War is not something that can be controlled by a large number of people. ”

"Or are you afraid of them?"

"Please don't say that, the warriors of Sandia are not afraid of anyone, we just don't want to cause unnecessary casualties." The warrior on the chieftain said.

"Haha, since that's the case, there's no need to worry." Serdau: "I'm sure there will be no dead in this war, believe me!" How about letting me help you instead of Rolando this time? ”

Hearing this, the warriors of Sandia stared at Ser suspiciously, how is it possible that the war is immortal? Even if you say big things, you can't say it so outrageously.

Sure enough, it is difficult to convince these people just by talking about it, Serge shook his head helplessly, it seems that he does not show his hands, these people are still not at ease.

"I'll show you something." Searle pointed to the clouds in the distance.

The crowd looked in the direction Searle was pointing, "What? Isn't it just an ordinary cloud wall? What's so nice about this. ”

"Oh, ordinary cloud wall, no, no, no, it's not going to be right away." Serge chuckled softly.

As he spoke, he flicked his arm, and the azure force instantly converged on Searle's right arm.

"The !! of the Mighty Moon"

Serge roared and blasted out a punch aimed at the cloud wall in the distance, and the Force instantly turned into an impact, rushing towards the cloud wall with unparalleled might.

"Boom~" Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the azure shock wave destroyed the cloud wall cleanly.

"What? This.. Is this a miracle? ”

"Is this what a man can do?"

The Sandians looked at Serre in surprise, mixed with awe, including the chieftain.

"Believe it now, right?" Serge pretended to be relaxed.

Sometimes actions can be more convincing than words.

"You~ You must be the messenger sent by God to save the Sandians, right?" The chief's mouth was wide open, and his lips trembled.

The surrounding clansmen nodded vigorously, apparently thinking that Searle was not a human at all, but a god or a messenger sent by God.

After all, although the cloud wall is called a cloud wall, it is actually a wall formed naturally by the solidification of magma from volcanic eruptions combined with clouds, and it is not inferior to rock in terms of solidity.

Because of this, the man in front of him can destroy the entire cloud wall with one punch, how much strength does it take to do this?

In their understanding, this kind of thing is not something that can be done by man, and only God or a divine envoy can do it.

"Well, I am a human being, not a messenger sent by God, let alone what you call a god." Serge shook his head with a wry smile.

"The so-called gods are all incompetent, just rice worms on top." Searle said in a deep voice: "If you want to fulfill your dreams, how can you rely on such an ethereal thing as God!" People's dreams should be fulfilled by human hands. ”

The words were as firm as the morning bell and the twilight drum reached the ears of everyone present, and to some extent, Serge's words were undoubtedly disrespectful to God, but even so, after witnessing Serre's god-like power, everyone felt that what he said made sense.

People like him, even if they are gods, don't dare to provoke easily.

This is the voice of the people of Sandia.

"You must not underestimate your own strength, if you practice hard, you can also reach this level." Serge said.

He didn't lie, this punch just now was not his full strength, on Qinghai, there are many people who can do this level, it is no exaggeration to say, as long as it reaches the level of the alternate general, destroying a rock wall is as easy as eating and drinking.

"Don't be kidding, how can a person do such a thing. Burkas said respectfully.

Hearing this, Serge didn't continue to explain, because it was useless, their understanding of power was too shallow, no wonder they would be scared like that by Anilu in the future.

The fear of the gods has been ingrained in the depths, and for a while, no matter how much Searle says, he can't change it.

"Believe it now, I'll help you in Rolando's place." Serdau.

"Lady Gods, even if you risk your life, we will follow you."

"Follow the gods!!"

Hearing this, Selhelm was speechless.

"Wait, the gods are up or something, so don't scream." Searle reported to his family and said: "Just call me Searle in the future, I'm not a god." ”

The sarcasm of the word god is so deep that self-righteous people like to be called that by others.

The Draconians are like that, so is Anilu, in fact they are nothing.

"Got it, Kami-sama!!"

Eh, a few black lines slipped down Searle's head, can't these people understand human speech?

"Alright, okay, whatever you want to call it." Searle spread his hands helplessly.

"Now is the time to discuss the plan, and if so, I hope to get it done in the near future." Serge proposed.

"This is naturally fine, I don't know what you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do!" Serge whispered.

"We'll have to talk to our people first, after all, it's not a trivial matter." The chief said cautiously, for fear of upsetting Serex.

"Heha, that's right, what you said is very reasonable, so let's discuss it first, I just have other things to do, I will come back at this time the day after tomorrow, and then you will tell me the results of the discussion." Serge said disapprerovingly.

Hearing this, the clansmen discussed in private, and finally the chief answered.

"By the way, can you tell me how to get there? I went there for something very important. Searle asked.

"Bicca, what are you doing in that desolate place?"

"Well, no matter how desolate Bika is, it's much better than here!" Serge looked at everyone speechlessly.

"Hey, hey~" The few fighters standing in front smiled embarrassedly.

"Follow the cloud road of the White Sea to the end of the road on the right, which is to Bica." The chief respectfully said, "Do you want me to find someone to show you the way?" ”

"There's no need to lead the way, you go back and discuss it carefully, and try to make a perfect plan." After Searle finished speaking, he turned around and followed the cloud road, heading in the direction of the White Sea.

"Have a nice trip." The chief said respectfully.

Serge waved his hand behind everyone's back, obviously telling these guys that he was a god after all, but these people didn't believe it, what could he do.

As he walked, Serge suddenly turned around: "You go back too, I just said, you don't need someone to lead the way!" ”

Sure enough, not far behind Serge, Burcas was sneaking behind.

"Heehehehe~ How can this work, you are a god!" Burcas Road.

"How many times do you want me to say, I'm not a god, you guys should listen to my opinion? Everyone likes to make their own decisions. "Serge didn't have a good air.

"I know, I know, that god is big...

"Huh?" Serge glared fiercely.

"Oh no, no, Lord Searle." Seeing Serge's threatening eyes, Burkas hurriedly changed his words: "That, Lord Serre, you said before that if you practice hard, ordinary people can become as powerful as you, is it true?" ”

"Why do you ask this? Do you want to be stronger? Serge stared at Burcas.

"How so? How could I be as powerful as you, Lord Searle? I'm just asking. Burcas snapped.

Seeing the little guy's insincere expression, Searle smiled and shook his head.

"Percas, you have to remember that becoming stronger is what a man should do, there is nothing to be ashamed of, as a man, you must first face yourself, say what you think in your heart, and then strive towards the ambition in your heart, this is the real man's !!" Serge said in a deep voice, he is very optimistic about this young man named Burcas, if Bercas really has a heart that wants to become stronger, Serge will definitely do his best to teach him.

"I... I.. Burcas began to stammer again, unable to make out even a complete sentence.

"It's a real headache." Searle slapped his head, and his facial features distorted.

"Me. I. I want to be as strong as my ancestors, I want to be as strong as Searle-sama, and I want to be strong to protect everyone!! Burcas roared with a blushing face.

At this moment, Searle had already felt the positive and motivated heart of this child, and Bercas's desire to become stronger was enough to surpass most of the so-called strong people.

Some people become strong because of their arrogant nature, some people become strong to dominate others, and these people, no matter how strong they are, Searle will not take it seriously.

But Bercas shocked Searle, the reason why this kid became strong was to protect.

In Searle's view, once a person has something he wants to protect, he will become invincible.

"I already know your wishes." Serge said in all seriousness, he had put Burkas on the same level as him at this moment.

"I will help you become stronger, strong enough to stand at the top of this world." Serge looked at Burcas as if he were staring at a piece of jade.

"Really... True.. Yes? Can I really become as strong as you? Burcas's lips trembled, and he looked at Serdau in disbelief.

"Of course it's true, you're very good, and you're qualified to be my disciple." Searle smiled: "However, the premise is that you have to wait for me to come back, and when I come back, I will teach you to become stronger." ”

"Thank you, God. Oh no, Lord Serge. Burcas said excitedly.

"Heha, it's time to change your name to teacher, you will be my disciple in the future, I still have something to do today, don't follow me this time, wait for me to come back!" Serdau.

"Yes, teacher!!" Burkas laughed and walked towards Yunyin Village, and every now and then there would be a giggle or two.

"What an admirable soul." Serge said as he looked at Bercas's back.

"Alright, now it's time to go to that guy!" With a stomp of his feet, Searle spread his wings of the Force and flew in the direction the chief had introduced.