If the words of the White Snake Priest had caused Sigurt to be in a great shock, then the statue that had been transformed into a sand table in the whole realm of the Grey Lion had completely deprived the young king of the ability to think. Because when the whole statue is turned, it doesn't stop changing, I mean, while the lion on the ground is finished, the kingdom on the ground is undergoing a great transformation.

Something like seeds sprouted in the land, stretching out their terrifying tentacles to devour the normal soil around them, and as these seeds grew larger, some of them had surpassed the human cities on the ground in size. But they didn't stop there, and the expanded tentacles became more active, and their range of motion gradually approached the surface, and a few of them eventually broke through the ground!

Tentacles as big as towns swept across the land of the Grey Lion, wreaking havoc, and civilizations that had taken generations to build died out at a visible rate under their activities, and no one could survive the catastrophe.

"No!" the monarch, completely impressed by the statue's post-apocalyptic vision, roared and threw the blade of his fist, the weapon from the hands of the dwarves with a piercing sound that hit the largest of the tentacles. "Clank!" the crisp sound of metal clashing sounded, and the statue made of nuclear gold was naturally unscathed, and Sigget's fist blade had fallen to the ground as weakly as his resistance.

The prophecy has been written, and so will it be. The serpent priest leaned over and picked up his weapon from the ground, and said in an indifferent tone, "Your ancestors summoned Him to help you create a kingdom. Now He will reap all the life in this Kingdom in return. But the good news is that the great Mother Earth is not in a hurry, and you and your country can enjoy the last pleasures before the end. This is already the greatest mercy for short-lived human beings. ”

After hearing the other party's words, Siggert lowered his head and did not answer. The White Snake Priest looked at the king in front of him with pity, this human will had obviously been crushed, and he could only live in the shadow of today for the rest of his life. But what does it matter? I only need to use him to get out of here anyway, and the fate of that earthly kingdom is not a matter for the Radnos.

André didn't care about that. As Sigget's old comrade-in-arms, he knew very well what kind of temper the humans around him had, and the words of the White Snake Priest just now undoubtedly deeply pierced Sigget's heart, and in such a situation, the dwarf knew very well what kind of stupid things his friend would do. So he stretched out a hand and grabbed the human wrist to prevent him from rushing up to attack the snakehead.

"Let go of me. "Usually Siggert feels warm, even to a complete stranger, this man with golden eyes like a lion does not make people feel gloomy. But now, the king's voice sounded so cold, and the undisguised killing intent in it made Andre's breath suffocate.

"It won't change if you kill him. The dwarf said stubbornly, grappling the human's wrist harder. "Nothing will change anything but put us in a more dangerous situation. ”

"Yes, it's not your country that is being destroyed, and of course you don't care. How would you care if we had to convince the snakes to tell us how to get out?" the companion's admonition was met with a cold sneer from Sigget. The king, carried away by his anger, uttered extremely hurtful words without thinking.

"Hmm......" Andrei didn't say anything more, but he didn't let go of his hand either.

"Alright, I've pretty much said what I'm going to say, now please take over here, let's leave. The Serpent Priest didn't notice the conversation between the two, and although he could skip words to talk to the others, that didn't mean he could peer into the hearts of others. Otherwise, he would never have approached the current Siggett so leisurely.

"How do I take over here?" the king struggled to make his voice unrecognizable, though his knuckles were whitened from clenching too hard.

The white Radno placed the blade of his fist in his palm and raised it in front of Sigget. "It's simple, you just need to sit on that statue. It's at the heart of this dark heart, and with your pedigree, you're sure to be able to harness it well. ”

"You're not afraid I'll make something terrible? I'm not sure of that myself. The human slowly took the blade of his fist, resisting the urge to put the weapon into the other's eyes, and asked.

"Oh, I'm sure you won't hurt yourself. Furthermore, Mother Earth's creatures do no harm to Her own people. The smuggler said, getting out of the way to the statue and bending down in a gesture of please. "Come, save us from this long loss, so that you and your kingdom may have our friendship before destruction. ”

Siggett laughed, first quietly, then quickly widened, until finally the whole person leaned back and forth with a loud laugh. In the process, the tense muscles in his body relaxed, and the fist blades of his hands fell to the ground. "Haha, hahahaha!" the king's laughter continued for nearly a minute before it gradually stopped, and no one knew what he was laughing at.

"Forgive me for what I just said, Andrei, please forgive me. These were the first words of Siggett after he stopped laughing, and without waiting for the dwarf to reply, he shook off his companion's hand, and without picking up the weapon on the ground, the young king walked straight to the statue of Nucleus. Directly in front of him, the rock platform where the white snake-headed man was sitting had somehow turned into a throne, and its appearance was exactly the same as the one in the castle of the blue lion king, except that the former was made of nuclear gold.

"Remember when we laughed at the fact that Clarus didn't have the courage to rebel against his fate for the first half of his life? I didn't think that I was the one who was firmly bound to death, and I could feel what a stupid decision my ancestors had made, and they made a deal with beings who could never be dealed. Maybe you're right, we humans are so short-sighted that we can't see the future at all. Really, ironically. The king stretched out his hand and stroked the armrest of the throne and said to his companion behind him.

"So what? Don't forget that the cub killed his devil father with his own hands! The mistakes of those who came before you can't determine your future!" the dwarf shouted at the humans not far away, knowing that contact with the Nukegold Throne must have made Sigurt more aware of the power of the Mother of the Crypt, but he would not allow his friend to become a puppet of the evil gods.

Siggett smiled, and the moment he turned and sat down in front of this throne, the sound of something collapsing could be heard throughout the space.