There is no end in sight to the wasteland, and the overgrown weeds have blocked the roads that have been unvisited for a long time, making it impossible to see which of the intricate roads of the past is the right one.

The vultures hovering in the air just in time fell and stared coldly at the arrival, their hungry eyes eager to see through the death of their prey. As everyone knows, after being glared at by the visitor, the fierce bird fled in shock, flapping its wings and flying away from the unsightly stone sculpture eroded by the wind and frost. It clearly saw that the short-haired man with a smile all the time had infinite murderous intent, and the slightest fluctuation of that endless fear could overwhelm him.

"Damn, all these years have passed, and I've forgotten where that guy's nest is. The short-haired man said with some emotion, "I remember that there used to be a prosperous tribe here, and the hot-blooded and warlike Arman lived nearby. ”

Complaining is complaining, after all, five thousand years have passed, and countless things have happened in Kalantok. In the long years that have arisen many great kingdoms, and there have also been countless civilizations that have fallen, who can guarantee that a tribe of 5,000 years ago will survive to this day?

Gently stroking the colossus standing on the side of the road, the short-haired man couldn't help but let out a sigh, but the elf who followed him was a little puzzled.

"Dear master, why don't we go to Yefaran's troubles and take a detour to this deserted place?" The elf who spoke was Horus, a traitor to the Thousand Wishes Realm, and the short-haired man in front of him was the evil god Loki, the god of conspiracy and deception. Horus knew very well that Loki hated magicians the most. But he couldn't figure out why his master hadn't dealt with the stubborn magicians.

Loki turned his head and said with a smile, "Trouble those stubborn magicians? I'm not that stupid, what's the difference between spending money with a city-state's magician and dying." Do you know why the villains of myths and legends can't escape the end of failure?"

Horus, who knew that his master was talking nonsense again, shook his head. Quietly waiting for Loki's answer.

"Because each of them is stupid enough to mock the whole world: 'I am the Great Demon King, and the beautiful princess is moaning under my crotch, you poor scumbags can come and kill me!'" said here Loki spread his hands and said helplessly, "Since they have said so, those brave heroes who are thinking about how to become famous overnight every day really can't stand that fiery dream if they don't come to trouble you." What follows is the well-known ending, and the flood of adventurers adheres to the innate stupidity and fearlessness of the brave. Rush forward and pounce on the invincible Great Demon King. Although love and justice are, no one can resist the temptation of beauty, wealth and power. Among the tens of millions of adventurers, there will always be a few lucky ones who will step on the shit. So the Great Demon King was trampled under the feet of the brave in the end. ”

Horus seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand: "The master means that we should hide behind the scenes and let the so-called Great Demon King fight those adventurers......"

As soon as Horus said this, Loki immediately stopped him from continuing: "Shhhhh But don't let the answer come out so quickly. What if he doesn't take the bait. You have to know that it is very difficult to find a god with a low IQ and easy to deceive. From now on you should not speak again, lest you spoil my good deeds. ”

After being warned by his master, Horus immediately shut his mouth and never dared to say a word again.

With his memories of the past, Loki searched for a key point in the vast wilderness. If memory is correct, the entrance to the Abode of the God of War is nearby. But this place has been ravaged by the wind and frost, and even if Loki hadn't forgotten the way he had last visited, he wouldn't recognize the endless desolation in front of him.

Although very reluctant to use divine magic. But Loki also had to do what he could.

I saw that the god of deception stretched out his right hand slightly, and a white ball of light emerged from his hand. Then slowly flew out. Although the faint light was suppressed by the sunlight overhead, the strange light emitted by it caused subtle changes in the surroundings.

"Magic, go back in time!"

Slowly, some blurry images began to appear in the surroundings, and some illusory scenes were gradually replacing the wasteland in front of them. The mutation spreads until the real and illusory scenes cover everything in front of them. When everything was settled, Horus was greeted by a majestic scene: a wilderness as far as the eye could see, filled with countless torches, and the people in high spirits seemed to be waiting for some sacred moment.

Looking at the blood-boiling picture in front of him, Loki said with a little interest: "I just want to use time to find the way to the Holy Land Killing Throne, since there is still plenty of time, it doesn't hurt to watch the drama from a long time ago." Let's go back in time and see how the Assyrian tribes, protected by the gods, came into decline. ”

After saying that, Loki stepped into the void and reality, his body moving through those vivid images, his eyes constantly scanning those strange scenes.

The warriors stood neatly under the altar, old men with white beards and shirtless, and half-naked maids on either side of them offered an unknown black liquid with their hands. The passionate old man danced to the sky, as if praying for something to heaven. The white sword flashed, and the crimson blood flowed into the stone trough filled with black liquid, and every warrior sacrificed their blood to this strange sacrifice.

"Ah, the exhilarating sacrifice before the expedition is truly an ancient nostalgic ritual. Arman likes to engage in these unrealistic things, but unfortunately they don't work. Loki couldn't help but sigh that if these things had worked, then the Assyrian tribes would not have ended up in the situation they are in today. As a god, he knew very well that the gifts of the gods were always deceptive.

When the ritual is over, the warriors who sacrificed their blood to the god of war begin to bid farewell to their loved ones and then rush to the unknown battlefield. Eager eyes watched the back of their lover and son leaving, and they had to fold their hands and pray their most earnest prayers to the statue of the god of war above the altar.

It's a pity that Arman is a heroic and inhuman fellow, so he doesn't need these feeble prayers. Loki, who saw everything in his eyes, smiled, "What the god of war needs is blood and killing, and the more souls his followers harvest, the more excited he becomes." War is the way to kill, and these fools will never be favored by the god of war. ”

The god of deception walked on foot on the path that led to the altar. Although the scene presented by the time rewind is very different from reality, the space in which the two are located is completely the same, but the path taken by the evil god is the only path to the Holy Land Killing Throne.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, dispersing everything in front of him, and after a while, the image that had dispersed was reassembled again. Although the illusion of the virtual and the real has returned, those old streamers have completely changed into a different style.

The solemnity of the festival is gone, and the horrific slaughter is visible as far as the eye can see. The rebellion of the Assyrian tribes drew revenge from the races, and the coalition of other gods, after defeating the Assyrian army, came to exterminate the remnants of the Assyrian tribes. Countless creatures were wiped out in a short instant, and the Coalition's Changge and Sword unleashed their wrath on the Assyrians at the end of their lives.

This is a revenge, the war nation that has been ravaging other races did not expect that they would be the object of their abuse.

Despite the screams of the elderly, women and children, their cries did not stop the Coalition soldiers, blinded by hatred. The dragons that flew through the sky from time to time became a lingering nightmare for the Assyrian warriors.

The old priests and the last warriors of the tribe stood on the altar, and the invincible warriors of the past faced the vengeful army in fear. The priests kneeling on the altar kept calling out to the sky, hoping that the god who had been sheltering them would descend and destroy the avengers.

Even the killing of non-believers would cause the god of war to be pleased, and revenge against the Assyrian tribes was not worth the god of war's action, and the god of war did not dare to intervene. The gods are waiting for Arman to come out.

The old priest tried everything to get the oracle of the god of war, and all the people of Assyria despaired when they saw the warriors around them fall one by one under siege by the enemy army. The priest knelt on the altar, his eyes demented, and he suddenly pointed frantically in a certain direction and shouted loudly, his insolent demeanor and the speed of his crazy speech were terrifying.

Loki guessed that the old man was cursing some inactive god in the most vicious language. From looking up to the gods to being abandoned by the gods and completely abandoning the faith, it is not difficult to see the resentment of this desperate Assyrian war priest towards the god of war.

But it was too late to rebuke the gods at this point.

A sharp arrow pierced through the heavy atmosphere, and at once the emaciated body of the old priest was crucified to the altar. Stained blood spread everywhere on the altar where countless loot had been piled up, and there was no one left to care about what was happening on the sacred altar.

The bloody slaughter in the surrounding area died down with the demise of the Assyrian tribes, and the stump-strewn villages became places of silence.

The illusion created by going back in time has changed again, and the Assyrian tribes are still alive in the ruins, although there are still a few survivors. But frightened, they chose to leave, away from the war that had destroyed the tribe, and away from some god who turned a blind eye to them.

The once prosperous Assyrian tribes have completely broken their roots, and under the ravages of time, they have slowly turned into the endless desolation they are today.

"What a touching story. Loki couldn't help but sigh, "Through this story, I finally remembered where the entrance to Arman's lair was." ”

From the old war sacrifice before his death, the god of deception finally remembered some very hidden entrance.

"Let's go, Horus, let's go meet some down-and-out fellow. Loki laughed and said, "I hope that guy from Arman is still alive." (To be continued......)

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