The four armor components in the iron box, although not a complete set, are already rare. Coupled with the magic inheritance of the magic tower, as well as the star king and the three bone dragons he left to himself, the bold shot, not to mention that there is no one to come, at least unprecedented! This made Roy even feel flattered.

Therefore, he was quite expectant and curious about this teardrop-like crystal.

He didn't know what this last gift Noiotans had left to him was.

Roy reached for the crystal.

As Roy's palm approached, a soft streamer flashed on the crystal surface, and then it suddenly turned into a crystal teardrop, dripping down.

Roy only felt a chill in his palm, and his gaze froze.

A soft and warm spiritual force surrounded him at this moment. In this spiritual wrap, he felt as if he was on the bank of a long river of history. In the river, the rolling waves are like fragments of history, playing back in front of your eyes.

He saw a picture.

It was a large army of knights in black armor and fiery red cloaks. They came from the far east, waving their flags and their hooves like thunder. They galloped across the vast land, their spears reflecting the sun's rays like a jungle of steel. Billowing dust and smoke rose to obscure the sky and the sun.

All the way forward, it is also a bloody battle.

The army of demons came from all directions, trying to overwhelm this team like a tide. Each time, however, they shattered like waves crashing into the bow of a ship.

The flames of war spread across the rich continent of God. More and more races are involved, and more and more towns are reduced to rubble in the flames. But no matter what the situation is, this team has never flinched. Wherever there are demons, they appear. In that bloody and troubled world, they were like a fire, blazing brightly.

One by one, knights fell in battle. However, more demons fell in front of them.

Until finally, a mountain range that crosses the sky appears in view.

While everyone else was under the barrier of the mountain range, getting rid of the pursuit of the demons, these knights with black hair and black eyes. but became the guardian of a huge and magnificent fortress.

They're still fighting.

When thousands of demon ants were attached to the city wall, and when the huge stone thrower bombarded the boulders weighing dozens of tons with terrifying potential energy, their bodies stood in the blood and fire, without the slightest bend.

At this time, they were more fierce and ruthless than before. On their bodies, there is a tragic atmosphere.

Ten years, twenty years, one hundred years. 300 years ...... The tide of siege rose again and again, and then went down again. The flag on the fortress always flew high.

Generations of knights have held on there, fighting to the death.

There is always only one voice in heaven and earth.

"Farrington!"

That's the name of that fortress.

When this name has been baptized by three hundred years of perseverance, thousands of bloody battles and countless sacrifices of heroic souls, it has become a symbol, a pride, a great glory!

Just qualified to shout these three words. It's enough to make people enthusiastic and proud!

And then. Roy saw the second picture.

It was a smiling woman on the banks of the frosty river. Her face is so beautiful, her eyes are so charming.

Roy looked at her stupidly. Look at her soft smile, watch her speak calmly, watch her gracefully stretch out her hand to condense the snowflakes. Finally, watch her smile and wither as a red-dyed snowflake blooms.

A wisp of incense. Wrapped in a drop of blood, it fell into the river of frost. On the other side of the long river, the iron face of an old man in red clearly met Roy's eyes.

At this moment, Roy's eyes were red and tears were raining down.

Blur the eyes of tears. The screen turns again. An old man sat quietly in the barracks. Overnight, his black hair turned white. Then, taking off his armor and wearing a linen robe, he walked out of the gate of the fortress that he would never have walked out of before he died, under the watchful eyes of countless black-haired knights.

He traveled all the way west and north to Vendinburgh.

Under that magnificent city, which was the most sacred in the minds of countless believers, he waited quietly until dark. Then, like a vengeful lone wolf, overnight, he slaughtered Vendinburgh in a river of blood.

One cardinal after another died at his hands. It wasn't until the Holy See Hill that the short old man wearing a crown and a brocade robe appeared.

Their battle is like the clash of gods. Even at Roy's current level, he can only look up. It's like a little ant looking up at an elephant wrestling with two ends.

In the end, it was the appearance of two angels and a holy light that gave the old man Huaguan the upper hand.

"Grandpa......" Roy muttered.

In the picture, the defeated old man is imprisoned in the underground palace on the Holy See Hill. The old man of Huaguan did not dare to kill him, because on that day, in the fortress that stood in front of the tide of the demon race, all the knights were ready. They opened the door to the side of the Continent of Salvation, but no one crossed the line.

In this silent way, they sent a warning to the entire continent, including the heavenly kingdom that was high above.

In the end, the picture slowly disappeared, and a huge figure appeared in front of Roy. The figure became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a giant in magical robes.

Roy stared silently at the giant.

Those images were still playing back in his mind, again and again.

Ever since he knew his background, Roy has dreamed countless times that one day he will be able to learn everything that happened back then, find out the truth, find those who are like ghosts, hiding in the fog of history and staring coldly into his eyes, and find those enemies who should have paid the price.

However, after only two years away from Bollabelle, the level of contact he can reach is too low. He didn't have time to touch the people and secrets that were high above the clouds.

It was a taboo for everyone on the entire continent, a bloody mouth that was desperately trying to be covered up by countless big names that were deafening.

All those who try to unravel the truth will end up with death.

Roy is patient, like a cheetah crawling slowly through the grass. Over the past year or so, with the improvement of his strength, the level of contact he has been able to reach has become higher and higher. He is sure that one day he will come into contact with the truth, and he will definitely reveal the secret and find the enemy who killed his mother.

But what he never dreamed of was that this day would come so suddenly in this way.

Although it is only a few fragments, although it is far from the whole secret, the fog of history has finally lifted a corner of the veil in front of me!

Thinking back to the appearance of the old man in red engraved in his heart, Roy bowed deeply and saluted the giant...... (To be continued.) )