The low tiled houses, the towering castles, the round arched gates, and the gray bricks are exactly the same as the scene in the dream before the crossing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was like a phantom, floating over the city, and in his dreams, he seemed to be unaffected by space, and he felt that he could fly.

"It's this dream again. Nalan Xingtian said in a low voice.

He leaped past and slowly descended through the city, walking through the empty streets, which seemed unusually silent and deserted.

He tried to find the dwelling where the old man had appeared in his last dream, but when he looked at it, the tiled houses were much the same, and the roads were winding and winding, and he couldn't remember clearly.

He looked up to see that the towering domed castle seemed to have a faint glow, and then he got up and leaped towards it.

He leaped over the dwellings and landed slowly on one of the castle's terraces.

He walked softly, the castle was brightly lit, and on both sides of the corridor, the soldiers standing guard were dressed in tightly covered armor, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes, they were holding spears, standing still.

The floor is a soft red carpet, extravagant and luxurious, lined with Gothic rose windows inlaid with gorgeous stained glass, understated luxury.

There are some strange and unusual sculptures on the wall, which are full of strange beauty.

Nalan Xingtian had never seen this, in the Earth era, he had only seen Western castles in pictures on the Internet, but when the real scene appeared in front of him, he still felt the beauty of the architectural sculptures of another world.

He reached out and touched the guards on either side, and as in the last dream, he threw himself into the air, still a phantom.

Nalan Xingtian didn't speak, and walked through the long corridor, the corridor was very long, and there were soldiers guarding on both sides at intervals, ten minutes or more, and he finally reached the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, there were two huge iron gates, and there were two rows of guards at the door, which were heavily guarded.

Nalan Xingtian felt curious, and walked in a little impatiently.

It was a huge hall with an unusually high ceiling, making people feel small.

The hall was full of people, dressed in different clothes.

In the center of the hall is a huge sword pool, and there are thousands of swords inserted in the sword pool! Cold light and dark shadows reflect each other.

Not far from the sword pool was a huge sword furnace, the height of which was basically the same as the height of the hall, and the sound of bellows pulling did not stop, and the huge flames were violently swallowed.

Nalan Xingtian crossed the crowd and walked to the front.

There are several stairs next to the sword pool, and there is a high platform on the top of the stairs, and on the high platform, a dwarf stands.

Dwarves, if the kind of dwarves you have seen in the games and movies in your previous life, are short in stature, with a disheveled beard and muscles.

"Why do you keep recurring like this, and does this have anything to do with my crossing?" said Nalan Xingtian to himself.

"Drop... Drip... , this is history. ”

"History?" Nalan Xingtian wondered, and then he reacted: "It's you, Apocalypse, you can also talk in your dreams." ”

"Drop... Drip... , this is history, this is the record. ”

"What history, what records, are you showing me a movie?" asked Nalan Xingtian.

"The War of Divine Punishment. ”

"The battle of divine punishment?" Nalan muttered, suddenly remembering the story of the bard: "Seven hundred years ago, divine punishment was coming, and the world was destroyed. The world's first craftsman, Ole Dust, sealed the dust, and 400 outstanding craftsmen in the mainland jointly forged the sword......"

Nalan Xingtian looked at the hall again, the huge sword pool, the bustling crowd, I am afraid that there are hundreds of people, the swordsmith who is busy with his upper body, and the dwarf standing on the high platform.

"This is the battle of divine punishment, the place where the god-killing sword and the god-sealing spear are forged?" asked Nalan Xingtian again.

"Drop... Drip... , the battle of divine punishment, this is history. ”

"Did you show me this?Why did I cross over, and it's also your relationship?" Nalan Xingtian asked again.

"The battle of divine punishment, history, to find the truth, to improve the database. ”

"Database, database, you know the database, have you ever considered my feelings?" Nalan Xingtian vaguely guessed something, he remembered what had happened here these days, and couldn't help but roar loudly.

"Drop... Drip... to find the truth, improve the database, and establish new space-time nodes. ”

"Can I go back?" a glimmer of hope rose in Nalan Xingtian's heart.

"The database is damaged, and it is impossible to establish space-time nodes. ”

"Well, I didn't expect you to understand what I said. Nalan Xingtian felt a little frustrated: "According to what you said, I have to find the truth about this Divine Punishment War, repair your damn database, and then I can establish a space-time node, and then I can travel back, right?"

"Repair the database, you can create space-time nodes. ”

This tendon AI, Nalan Xingtian patted his head, stopped talking, and looked at the new dwarf in the center of the hall.

The light of the sword furnace reflected the resolute face of the dwarf beside the sword furnace, he looked at the head of the person in front of him, raised his hands, and said loudly, "Everyone, be quiet. ”

The busy swordsmith stopped what he was doing, and the humming crowd in the hall slowly quieted down.

After the crowd was quiet, the dwarf put down his hands and said: "Divine punishment is coming, the world is all destroyed, how can we live alone, I know that among you are the overlord of the dominant side, there are the heroes who cut the land as kings, there are famous swordsmen who move the world, and there are mages with strong spells, but the divine punishment is coming, no one can be spared, you have to live, you have to survive, you have to survive, you have to protect your family from divine punishment, and protect the entire continent." I and all the heroes here can only deviate from the norm and confront God. ”

"The Battle of Divine Punishment? Is this real history? Not a fictional story. Nalan Xingtian muttered.

No one spoke, no one breathed, so people looked at the dwarf with a firm eye, the number one swordsmith in the dusty continent.

The dwarf looked back at the male burning sword-forging furnace, and the sword pool resonated, trembling slightly in the water. Adding a touch of sadness to this doomsday twilight, the dwarf opened his eyes wide and said in a low voice, "The time is coming." ”

He turned around and continued: "There is one point, I deceived everyone, but I have to say it at this time, otherwise I am afraid that there will be no time in the future." ”

Everyone was startled and calmed down again.

The dwarf paused and said: "The divine sword will come out, and there is hope for resisting the gods, but the blades of the ancient and modern divine weapons do not need sacrifices, only the sacrifice of blood can make the divine soldiers more perfect, and I and everyone sitting here will become the sacrifices of the divine sword here and now." ”

There was a commotion, and soon it was quiet again, and a burly man stepped forward, his naked upper body was full of strange tattoos, and he said loudly: "God has punished the world, all people are not immune, no one can stay out of it, I have never done anything good in my life, and the people who know me in this Loulan City are either afraid of me or tired of me, but at this moment, I want to do something." ”

"Why? You're not afraid? You don't feel angry, because I've been hiding it. The dwarf asked, looking at Barr.

"Haha, scared, the gods say, the world is dirty, cleanse the world, legend has it that the gods created the whole world and the races, but at this moment he feels that the races he created have committed a sin that is difficult for him to accept. Barhaha laughed, his smile full of ease: "Jealousy, resentment, anger, laziness, arrogance, lust, gluttony." These seven deadly sins have envy, resentment, and lust among humans, laziness and anger among orcs, greed among dwarves, and even arrogance among the elves. ”

"Whoever is not guilty, all the world is guilty. The old dwarf lowered his eyes.

"These are the seven deadly sins again. Nalan Xingtian muttered to himself.

"I've done all the bad things in my life, it's okay to say that I'm cruel and tyrannical, I've killed many people, even I've killed children, I'm afraid that they will retaliate when they grow up, I don't even dare to have my own children, because I'm afraid of others retaliating, but when I really made up my mind to have a child, divine punishment came. Baal stood still and looked at the old dwarf and said to himself.

"Boy or girl, is the little one cute?" asked the old dwarf.

"Girl, she's just full moon, she's healthy and cute. Barr replied in a slightly softer voice.

"Is there a name?" asked the dwarf again.

"Carol. Barr replied.

"Pretty nice name. The dwarf replied.

"I'm not reconciled, Master Ole, I know that I am not a good person, I know that I have done all my bad deeds, and I know that I have not pulled down any of the so-called seven deadly sins. Barr said this, first in a low tone and then in a high pitch, "But why? why did the gods want to destroy us like maggots, even to my child, who knew nothing about the full moon. ”

"I don't know. God said that we are guilty, and we will sweep away the world with God's punishment, I know that there are thousands of original sins in the world, and we have a thousand kinds of sins, but our next generation is currently ignorant and ignorant, what are their sins, and I also want to ask the gods, so we can't sit still. The dwarf said, looking at Baal: "You need to protect the child, I need to question the gods, do you believe me?"

"I believe in you, no matter what needs to be done. Barr affirmed.

The dwarf looked at Baal deeply, and then said: "The Excalibur sacrifice requires three hundred and sixty people to make the furnace, and three hundred and fifty-seven heroes have dedicated themselves to the sword furnace, and three more must be sacrificed, and all of us who are left will become the blood sacrifice sacrifices for the Excalibur to be forged for the Excalibur." ”

Baal looked at the old dwarf with a calm expression and walked to the swordsmith's furnace, he looked back at the dwarf: "Master Ore, my child, will he be beautiful when he grows up?" ”

"Well, she will be beautiful, and then marry someone who loves her and have a child as lovely as her. The dwarf said with a smile.

"Yes, I can imagine that if her mother was so beautiful, she would be beautiful. It's just that I may not be able to see it. Barr took a deep breath.

"We will be written into stories, history will become legends, and someone will tell her that her father is a hero. The dwarf affirmed.

"I'm really looking forward to that day. Baal turned and threw himself into the furnace of swords, letting the flames engulf him.

Nalan Xingtian looked in the direction that Baal threw into the sword furnace, his eyes were far-reaching, his expression was complicated, and it took a long time before he let out a low sigh.