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The highest point of the Ancient Temple, in front of the altar of the Holy Fire.

In the silence, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the flames in the stone basin shook violently, and the embers of the stars suddenly flew into the sky and drifted away with the wind. As if provoked by the outside world, I saw that the fire suddenly burst out, burning violently, crackling, becoming more blazing and bright, surging.

In an instant, the brilliant firelight reflected the solemn white robe, and the monstrous heat wave rushed to the face.

An old man with gray hair took the hammer and staff from the altar and raised them above his head and slammed them into each other.

"...... Sonor"

A far-reaching and long roar seemed to resound throughout the world.

The ancient hammer and staff suddenly emitted a thousand golden lights, like the dawn of dawn and the rising sun.

"O departed Heroic Spirit, please show the way forward for our children and grandchildren, we need the wisdom of a thousand years, the eyes that discern the past and the future, and choose for us the successor of the Thunderhammer......"

In the midst of the reverent chanting, the flame flickered, and gradually separated into wisps, lingering on the thunder hammer.

"You, who's coming?" The Ancient Great Prophet turned around and asked Iron Sands, Hagrid, and the others.

"Boss, go quickly." Iron Slag pushed Hagrid and said.

"Why me?" Hagrid couldn't help but be stunned, "You're the one who retrieved the Thunderhammer, and ......"

"There's not so much why, it's you." Iron Slag interrupted Hagrid rudely, unquestioningly. He shifted the blame to Hagrid not because he was afraid of taking responsibility, but because he felt that Hagrid's life was fragile. He hoped that Hagrid would be able to live well forever after he had an unshirkable responsibility......

"I can't be the heir to the Thunderhammer, because ......," Hagrid said categorically, after a moment of silence, "because I'm not suitable!" ”

"You want to shirk your responsibilities as a tinder?" Iron Slag asked with a frown, and a wicked person who escaped alive sued first.

"You!" Hagrid was speechless in anger for a moment, and as the eldest brother, he couldn't be a scoundrel like his younger brother.

"Don't fight...... Seeing the two brothers shirk each other, the Ancient Great Prophet had no choice but to sigh, face Hagrid, and said solemnly: "You are the eldest of the new generation of the Norseth family, and you should take responsibility. ”

"I ...... I'm really not ...... fit," Hagrid whispered.

"Child, this is the only way for us to pass on the inheritance, please trust the wisdom of the Heroic Spirits, they will always choose the most suitable successor, you can go in and try it." With that, he handed Hagrid the hammer in his hand. He then bent down and groped for a moment on the floor in front of the altar, then turned up a large piece of masonry, revealing a stone staircase leading to the bottom of the altar. Looking down, it was pitch black below, and I didn't know how far-reaching.

"Go, kid, Thunderhammer will show you the way." The Ancient Great Prophet said.

Looking at the long stone steps, Hagrid sighed resignedly, and after one last glance at the iron slag, he took the thunderhammer and walked down step by step.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The narrow stone steps go all the way down, with no turn or end, as if endless. Hagrid walked in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, and a light gradually appeared in front of him. He walked briskly, the light getting brighter and brighter. Like a searchlight, the light became more and more dazzling. Until the end, he couldn't see anything......

The next moment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he gradually regained his sight. Looking left and right, this is the interior of an ordinary private house.

Graffiti is painted on the walls, old newspapers and magazines are piled up on the floor, shabby red leather sofas, wooden coffee tables with pitted surfaces, and various old chests of drawers and cabinets......

Everything in front of me is indescribably familiar and indescribable.

"Hagrid, come and help mom get the pot, there's your favorite potato stew tonight." Suddenly, a familiar woman with a pot appeared in front of him. He subconsciously went to pick up the hot pot and placed it on the small wooden table on the side.

"Brother, you're stealing food again, I'm going to tell my mother." A crisp voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and when I turned my head, it was a little girl with one hand on her waist and pouting. Her hair was long, slightly curly, and she wore a small gray cloth dress with patches, her eyes were large and bright, and her slightly open mouth showed a small tiger tooth. Even when I'm angry, there's an indescribable cuteness.

"No ......" He was just about to explain, when a warm voice came from behind him.

"Don't keep bullying your brother, he is the one who loves you the most." Looking back, it was a tall and strong figure.

"Father......" looked at each other, and the title that had not been called for many years almost blurted out.

"Come on~ Don't be stunned, come and help, today is the festival of praise to the gods, and we have also had other people's festivals."

He was about to respond, but at this moment, the surroundings shook like an earthquake. Looking up, the roof shattered, the sky was blood-colored, and countless blue lights pierced the sky.

"Boom!" "Dada...... Da ......" "Xiu Xiu ......" "Kill them all!" "Boom!" "No!" "Please......" "Remnant of Glory!" "Raging ......" "Don't show mercy, they're all insect mutants!" "Run! Run! "Brother! Brother, where are you! "Da ......" "Da Da ......" "Child, my child!" "Bang dang!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Blow them up, we don't need prisoners." "In the name of the Light, burn them!" "We are the sword of the vastness, Norses, kill!" "Rush! For the Light! "For glory!" "Kill them all!" "Ahh "Uh......"

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of sounds, explosions, bullets, war cries, shouts, and wails......

Everything in front of him turned into a sea of fire, splattering flesh and shattered corpses everywhere. In the ruins of the house, he saw his mother's apron, his sister's long hair......

"No!"

He roared, drew his sword, and struck into the tide of enemies.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

His eyes were scarlet, his blood-stained suit, and he killed corpses all over the field, rivers of blood, and mountains of corpses, but he could not appease the anger and resentment. He will kill all enemies, and he will seek justice for his relatives.

Suddenly, the picture turned, and he came to that snowy night.

A tall figure was standing high on the mound with its back to him.

"Hagrid, please remember, we Norseth, would rather die than give in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light, and the high head fell, mixed with mud and blood, and rolled to his feet.

"Wow wow! Wow wow! Wow wow! ”

He roared wildly, anger, sadness, unwillingness, pain, resentment, all kinds of negative emotions were like a flood that burst the embankment, a monstrous wave, and shattered the last shred of his sanity......

"Wow wow! Brute! Brutes! I'm going to kill you all! I'm going to kill you all! ”

He swung his sword frantically, slashing at the enemies around him endlessly, until he was too exhausted to wield his weapon again.

After a long time......

He gradually regained his senses, and with a blank face, he took the thunder hammer with a blank face, and staggered up the stone steps along the way he came, and walked out of the secret door step by step, returning to the altar of the holy fire.

"I'm sorry, I failed." After saying that, Hagrid tilted his body and fainted directly.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly moved Hagrid to the side break room, covered it with a quilt, and then left Iron Bell and Lilith to take care of it.

"Why can't he be the successor to the Thunderhammer?"

"He is kind, brave, strong in his faith, and willing to sacrifice for others, how could he not do it......"

Moments later, in front of the altar of the sacred fire, Iron Slag asked the Ancient Great Prophet about his doubts.

The Great Prophet took a deep breath, stared at the Ancient Flame, and said slowly, "Maybe ......"

"He's already carried too much, and the Heroic Spirits can't bear to add to his burden."

After listening to the words of the Great Prophet, Iron Slag was silent for a long time.

"Well, can you try it?" The Great Prophet asked.

"I ...... I'm not suitable......" Iron Slag shook his head and refused. He is a wanted criminal in the Silver City World, how many people want to exchange the head on his neck for money, and he still owes a lot of debts, You Ge can't let him go, and Bi Qinglan can't let him go. If he really becomes the successor of the thunder hammer, it is estimated that it will not be long before not only the thunder hammer is gone, but even the successor is gone......

And his appearance, not many people in the world don't know, where can he hide? If You Ge knew that he was in the Ancient Temple and asked the Ancient Temple to extradite him back, could the Ancient Great Prophet have the ability to refuse? Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the ancient great prophet had this courage, he would harm the other party. What can the ancient vein rely on to compete with the temple and the world council, with one mouth?

When Hagrid woke up, Iron Slag came to the bed and said with a blank face, "The third child you talked about is that Fangs Norses, you let him try it too." ”

"What!" Hagrid immediately became angry and shouted loudly, "His name is Zhu Yongnian, and he is a small clerk in sales, and he has nothing to do with our Norseth." ”

"He's also a tinder, and he has this obligation." Iron Slag said.

"Iron slag, what the hell is going on with you? You're the best person to do, so why shirk your responsibilities? Don't you say you're a holy wolf guardian all day long? Why did you back down when it came to the critical moment? Hagrid asked patiently, suppressing his anger.

"The entire Silver City world is hunting me, how long do you think I can hide?" Iron Slag asked rhetorically.

"It can't be Zhu Yongnian, he's a waste." Hagrid roared.

"Even if it's waste, he's Norseth." Iron Slag insisted.

"You ......," Hagrid gradually calmed down, and finally shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see him, he's in Xijing, we'll go over to him right away." ”

Then Hagrid got out of bed and went to the altar to ask the Great Prophet for a jeep. Half an hour later, the two brothers, under the leadership of Zhao Wenke, the guard in front of the fire, got into a jeep and went to Xijing, where the Battle Bear Temple was located.