"Teacher, what you said... Is it true?!"

The girl Micaliala opened her mouth, surprised: "I... I think... Not yet..."

Her voice trembled, as if she didn't understand the old woman Ansa Stuart's operation.

"As long as you don't get into trouble, there shouldn't be any problem with your strength. ”

The old woman looked at Michael and said, "It's just... When you meet locals, you'd better back down a bit and not be presumptuous. ”

"Teacher, am I not a local?"

Puzzled, Michael said, "My friends are powerful, why should they..."

"When I say the locals, I mean the original owners of the land. ”

The old woman sighed, and then spoke: "I'm talking about the original indigenous people of the American continent, the Indians!"

"Huh?"

Micaliera was stunned and did not speak.

Seeing this, the old woman sighed faintly, and continued: "When I came here by boat from the country of Hu, it was to use my extraordinary means and the strength of the colony to re-establish me as the queen. ”

"I led a group of loyal men loyal to my Stuart dynasty in a desperate struggle against the local indigenous gods. ”

Hearing this, Micaliaira guessed, "Then teacher, you must have won, right?"

Who knew that the old woman shook her head: "No, the transcendents who served the Stuart Dynasty suffered heavy casualties, while the indigenous gods were only slightly damaged. ”

"Huh?"

Micaliaira was a little stunned: "Teacher, why is the war..."

"A declining dynasty alone can't compete with a continent. ”

The old woman showed a sigh on her face, as if she was remembering the old man: "The only one who can compete with the mainland is another continent." ”

"The gods of the Indoans were rampant and the treasures of the American continent attracted the attention of many powerful people in Europe. ”

"A great battle of the gods began, and the final outcome was clear, and the European coalition forces were overwhelmed, destroying some of the indigenous gods of the Indoans. ”

"Despite the victory of the European coalition, some of the indigenous gods did not dissipate, but continued to carry out guerrilla attacks in the Americas, assassinating transcendental beings. ”

"Until a hundred years ago, the Great War began, and the transcendents of the world were united..... Forget it, everything is dust, and after that great battle, the remaining transcendents live in seclusion and do not show up, so there is the current situation. ”

"There are still some indigenous gods in those days, and according to the Five-Party Pact of that year, the indigenous gods will not attack mortals, nor will they attack the emerging transcendents. ”

"But... A hundred years have passed, and who knows what the effect of that treaty will be?"

"Besides, you're still my student, and I've killed several American transcendents back then, which can be described as a blood feud. ”

The old woman's words rang in Michaelella's ears, but they made Michaelella feel a shock that she had not known for a long time.

The old woman's life experience, her beloved teacher turned out to be a member of the royal family of the Stuart Dynasty of the Biao Kingdom, and the transition of the Biao Dynasty was doubtful, and the teacher came to the Americas to seek recovery!

The question of the belonging of the Americas, back then, was not only the massacre of the Indoans by the colonies, but also the battle between the extraordinary!

Also, what kind of battle is it that makes the transcendents in Europe and the United States, who are full of hatred, put aside their hatred and cooperate in battle?

And, what exactly is the covenant that the teacher mentioned?

Michael Callera no longer wants to leave her teacher.

Before, she had always wanted to explore the White Eagle Country alone, and she didn't want to waste time here, but now with the appearance of one shocking secret after another, the chapters of history are slowly unfolding, and she is a little reluctant.

Micaliaira whispered, "Teacher, actually... I also want to stay with you and learn. ”

"No need. ”

The old woman shook her head, and a look of relief revealed her face: "The young eagle always has to spread its wings and soar, and you can't live under my protection forever." ”

After the old woman finished speaking, she said to Jiuguang Diling, who was playing a PS4 game on the sofa: "Mr. Jiuguang, are you willing to travel around with my disciples?"

"What's so fun about traveling around, it's better to play PS4 at home. Jiuguang didn't take his eyes off it, so he had to take the time to respond.

It's clear that this invader from outside the territory has become addicted to the game and can't help himself.

"Don't you want to go home?"

"I've never thought about whether it's good or not, the Barbarian Plain Realm is on the verge of destruction, why should I go back, send me to death?"

"Also, this game of yours here is really fun, and I've decided to make a home here. ”

Seeing that the old woman fell into silence, Micaliaela also felt that she was definitely going to leave the old woman, so she could only sigh, and at the same time felt that the spirit of Jiuguang was extraordinary, and it seemed to have some secrets, so she took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Jiuguang, if you accompany me to wander around, I will give you a VR game device...... You know about VR gaming equipment, right?"

The moment he heard this word, the eyes of the Nine Lights Earth Spirit flashed, and his heart beat faster, as if this thing was full of endless temptation for him: "V... VR gaming devices? Seriously?"

"Of course. ”

Micaliaira showed a sly eye: "My family has invested in a VR game equipment company, and it is easy to entrust them to get a limited edition game item. ”

"Since you can give me the game equipment, then I'll go with you!" "The Nine Light Earth Spirit hurriedly agreed, "You must give it to me." ”

Michael patted her chest: "Don't worry, I'm the Tully family." ”

"I believe in you!"

Meanwhile, in the middle of the distant Amazon jungle, Mahmoud has made his way to the periphery.

It must be said that Mahmoud was greatly restrained here.

His greatest ability is to be able to burn his body and use the flames to force back the beasts.

But the environment of the Amazon jungle is very different from that of the Sahara Desert.

A hot day, a long waterway.

There is no way, in order to be strong, Mahmoud must force himself to overcome the environment.

He's only going to get used to it!

Mahmoud sat in a canoe and looked at the nearby "driftwood" with alarm.

The canoe turned into a narrow channel, and the sloping branches of the road blocked Mahmud's path, and Mahmoud had to clear the branches and slow down.

At this time, the misty drizzle began to fall imperceptibly, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the canoe was full of stagnant water, and Mahmoud could only scoop up the water and clean the water inside the canoe.

However, at this moment, the surrounding "driftwood" seemed to sense something and began to float in the direction of Mahmud, intentionally or unintentionally.