There was a war between two giants as tall as a mountain.

Countless tiny Terrans followed behind the heels of the old-looking giants, fighting fiercely with the ugly and ghost-like giants on the opposite side, and behind the evil giants were countless fierce beasts!

The two sides are fighting!

The sky was as dark as ink, hail and flowing fire fell from the nine heavens, and the ground cracked with huge cracks, and magma and boiling water gushed out.

At last...... In the same ending as the Long Ze Tribe, these giants followed by the Terrans fell in a pool of blood, their bodies separated.

Seeing that the Terrans who had followed the wrong boss were about to be slaughtered by the Evil Giants, some of them knelt down and begged for mercy, and from then on became food and slaves for the Evil Giants.

They believed in the evil giants as gods, and willingly sacrificed themselves to the gods for blood food, and also fought for the gods, and established a stone city in the depths of the swamp, and finally let their gods rule the entire swamp.

Still, there are those who are secretly resisting.

Years later, when most of the people had forgotten their past, a powerful sorcerer used trickery and sorcery to lure the giant into a long sleep.

The kingdom of the Evil Giants is rapidly collapsing!

The beasts that had lost control scattered in all directions, and the Terrans suddenly woke up to the fact that they hated this cruel god even more, but they could not destroy him.

Only a small number of people still clinged to their beliefs and quietly came to the abyss where the gods slumbered, where they stayed for a long time.

They built altars and offered sacrifices to the gods day and night, hoping to awaken their gods as soon as possible.

The efforts of these devout believers were rewarded, and the gods awoke, and with a raise of his hand he cast a curse on the traitors on the ground, leaving them to live in agony for generations.

After doing this, the gods took great pity on these believers and summoned them all to the altar to prepare to give them a reward......

This is the end of the mural.

The dragon spirit probably knew the history of the ancestors of the ruins and the origin of the underground village, and almost guessed the fate of those stupid fanatics.

"It turns out that they were all deceived by their own gods into blood sacrifices on the altar, no wonder the village looks like this."

"This evil giant is really evil, shameless, vicious and insidious, and it is strange that the old giant is not dead when he is the enemy of such a fellow."

Although the mural depicts giants, he understands in his heart that giants are just a means for the human race to express the power of the gods, and the real gods are by no means giants.

After hurriedly reading the mural, I hurriedly ran up.

The passage in the cave slopes gently downward, and at the end of it is a huge cavern with a small number of 'pearl necklaces' hanging from the ceiling. Because there is a light source for the 'pearl necklace', you can barely see the inside.

The shape of the cave is irregular, and the eye cannot reach far, so it is impossible to see how big it is, and there are some huge stones scattered on the ground, the top is uneven, and the height is not the same.

"I'll take it, it's really a place of blood sacrifice, and it smells worse than a slaughterhouse." The fishy smell in the cave came straight out, and the smoked dragon spirit brain hurt.

He covered his nose, poked his head out, carefully searched the cave for traces of cannibalism, and finally saw a few swaying figures in the corner, so he quietly touched them under the cover of the boulder.

In the deepest part of the cave, a depression of nearly 100 square meters appeared, and the depression was full of black silt-like things, and the stench came from there.

In the middle of the depression, there is a round platform made of stones, three or four meters in diameter, about one meter high, and there are stones erected on the edges, which look a little like a lotus platform, which should be an altar.

A bald head and five cannibals stood silently beside the altar, and the bald woman poured something into the altar with a skull on her staff.

Seeing that they hadn't summoned the gods yet, the dragon spirit finally put his mind at ease, put down the winged fire serpents and let them lurk around, and strode out with his javelin in his hand.

"Hey!" He let out a loud shout.

In this complex terrain environment, there is also the help of the Winged Fire Serpent, who has regained some physical strength, and he is confident that he can kill all the raw fans.

And, even if you can't beat it, at this juncture, you have to bite the bullet.

When the cannibal heard the voice, except for the bald woman, they all turned around, with anger in their eyes, and took up their weapons and prepared to kill.

The dragon spirit danced the javelin in his hand a few times and shouted: "Hey, don't be busy, with me, you can't succeed!" ”

The female bald head slowed down in her hands, turned her head to stare at him, and said with a gleam in her eyes: "Are you talking about me?" ”

Her accent was very different from that of Long Zeren, and Long Jing had a hard time listening, but he still understood, pointed at her with a javelin, and shouted with a provocative expression: "It's you, a bald old woman who doesn't have a man wanting." ”

The female bald head was furious, and her eyes were about to breathe fire, and the other bald head and a few students were also like they had been insulted, and they screamed and wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by the female bald head.

"Who are you?" Suppressing her anger, she turned and asked.

The dragon spirit deliberately insulted her just to disrupt her from casting the summoning witchcraft, otherwise, when he was fighting with the other students, maybe the bald female would be able to complete the summoning ceremony.

Seeing that she had stopped what she was doing, the dragon spirit couldn't help but be secretly reconciled, and while secretly observing the terrain, she said, "We are from the Long Ze Tribe. ”

"Ryuzawabu?" The bald woman smiled disdainfully: "It's the group of down-and-out refugees from the north in the Hidden Dragon Valley?" A group of lost dogs also dare to come and mingle with the gods. ”

"Do you know Ryuzawa?"

"Hehe, of course I do. Many of the cannibals under my command have been driven out by you. ”

"You call them cannibals?" Long Jing Qi said.

"Why, do you think we're cannibals too?"

"Hahaha." The bald woman raised her chin and laughed: "We are the Darong people, the noble class that once created a glorious history, and we are the original owners of this ruin. ”

The dragon spirit's eyes flickered, and he pointed to the entrance of the cave in surprise, "You are ...... Is that the Terran on the mural? The guy who built the village outside? ”

"Well, you're the smartest human I've ever met, and you can guess the truth by looking at the mural, it's amazing."

The bald woman nodded with some appreciation, and said proudly: "Yes, the murals were left by our ancestors." ”

The dragon spirit looked at her with the eyes of an ancient corpse, shook his head, and said, "No, those people are not bald, and besides, aren't your ancestors all given blood sacrifices by the gods they believe in?" ”

The bald woman looked shocked and stammered, "You, how, how did you know about this?" There is absolutely no mention on the mural! ”

The dragon spirit spread his hands proudly, and pretended to be reserved: "Such an obvious thing is easy to guess, and a fool can't see the vicious thoughts of your god." ”

The bald woman bit her lip, looked down and thought about it with a complicated expression, her face calmed down a little, and she praised it sincerely: "Your wisdom is beyond imagination." ”

"Yes, our ancestors were deceived by the gods into blood sacrifices, but there is still a group of wise people who saw the clue and fled earlier, and we are the one."

"As for the bald head." The female bald head smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to know this." ”

"You look very different from other humans, I'm afraid you're not from Longze, and you're not small, right?" She looked at the dragon spirit and asked with interest.

Long Jing's lips were tightly closed, and he opened his mouth and said, "You are also very smart. ”

Seeing that the dragon spirit didn't want to explain the origin, the female bald head tilted her head and stared at him, looked at him carefully for a while, frowned, and said, "You are very similar to a certain celestial clan that we once met. Are you a member of the Protoss, or a descendant of the Protoss? ”

"What gods? What Protoss? Does it look like me? The dragon spirit's mind was spinning, and he didn't want her to see the details, so he folded his arms and pretended to be mysteriously silent.

Seeing his acquiescence, the bald woman had a look of jealousy on her face, and said to herself thoughtfully: "No wonder it's so powerful." ”

The dragon spirit didn't say much about this, and Zhengse shouted, "Since your god is cruel and ruthless, why do you still summon him? ”

The bald woman had a frosty face, gritted her teeth and said, "We summoned him to destroy him!" ”