However, it doesn't matter if the text can't be understood, but the pattern can be clearly understood at any time. The big head stood in front of the stone wall, not satisfied with the dim light from the ever-bright lights on both sides, and hurriedly turned on the flashlight and shone it out. When a few of us saw the serious expression on the big man's face, we knew that there must be something strange about the pattern, so we gathered seven or eight super-powerful flashlights. Immediately, the whole picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At this time, I was immersed in imagining what shocking changes my life would take in the items I had just picked up in my backpack that could not be described by the word 'precious' when they were brought to the outside world. The excitement filled my mind, and I couldn't tell the whole story out of it, and I followed my grandfather as they studied the picture.

However, excitement is excitement, and after emotions reach their peak, it is inevitable that they will fall. Wait until your body is no longer shaking from excitement and barely calm down. I glanced at the others casually, except for the white-haired old man, who had an indifferent expression on his face, everyone else was watching the mottled picture on the stone wall intently.

"Strange, what's there to see?" I whispered to myself and looked away. Anyway, as soon as his gaze fell, he couldn't move away. It's just that the blurred picture on the stone wall depicts almost exactly the same scene as what I dreamed of not long ago.

The scale is grand, revealing a strange atmosphere, the solemn city, the big red birds, and the army composed of countless half-human and half-beast creatures marched mightily to the city gate in front of the city gate, with no end in sight, one hot and one cold on both sides, and the opposite characteristics, on the bridge where I stood in my dream. Seeing this, I thought to myself, sure enough, the object of the war that the creatures are waging war on is that strange city.

In front of the city gate, a group of human soldiers riding tall horses and tigers stood faintly, dressed in armor, holding shields and spears, and the formation was obviously facing the battle. Looking at the back of the human soldiers, on the city wall, lined up are the city's citizens led by the man in white who seem to be exuding a demonic light all over their bodies. Looking upward, over the battlefield, the writhing and churning clouds seemed to burst out from time to time with the power of thunder.

The picture goes down, the war begins, the city gates are wide open, and the melee begins. On both sides of the bridge, the extremely hot magma, the extremely cold ice and snow, suddenly churned, completely enveloping all the combatants, and the warriors did not care about this, and the shouts and slashing seemed to be coming from their gaping mouths. Blood spilled, heads splashed, or soaring or retreating or galloping, if it were not an exaggeration, then this war would definitely not take place on the land of China.

The brave and unusually brave half-human, half-beast creatures rely on their numbers and innate strong physiques to rampage, and their hands are full of dead souls. And the soldiers on the other side of the city are obviously not small characters, all kinds of weapons fly, and the aura falls on the orcs, which immediately causes their huge bodies to burst open.

Judging from the picture, the tragic battle between the two sides lasted for a long, long time, until the end, at the beginning, the soldiers who guarded the city gate and rode tall horses all died bravely, and the city was also broken by the orcs, and the city was on fire, and the corpses were everywhere. This is the end of the picture, and there is a line of ancient text at the bottom, but no one can read it. (To be continued......)