The land of mercenaries, the temple of freedom. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A burly man dressed as a mercenary looked up at the sky and looked to the far west, and said in a deep voice: "I invite the wise man to come here today because I have some questions in my heart, and I don't want to vomit or be unhappy, so please ask the wise man to solve my doubts?"

Behind him, there was a sloppy old man standing, his white hair and white beard are tangled together, and the corners of his eyes and eye feces have not been cleaned up, looking like he has not woken up.

Regarding Dahan's inquiry, he didn't care very much: "Although I have lived long enough, seen enough, and thought enough, I can't replace people's hearts, and I can't reverse right and wrong."

So I can answer your questions and even give my opinion, but whether your heart can agree with it or not, whether it can accept it or not, that's your business. ”

"It seems that the wise man already knows what I want to ask?" the big man frowned tightly:

"What is happening now can't hide from you and mine, so I don't have to guess what you want to ask. The old man fell back very unfiguratively, and sat on the ground like that, his voice was inexplicably distant, and said:

"You haven't been in contact with those people, so you don't know much about them, and you instinctively think they're a bunch of bastards who have lost their glory and are greedy for life and afraid of death.

But to be honest, many of them and I are still good friends, and we've drunk together, fought guns, fought dark wizards, and killed devils and monsters.

If you say that they really retreat without a fight, maybe someone will do it, but that Lady Ranrose, hehe, he is notoriously unyielding. ”

"Would you rather die than give in?" the big man turned his head and glanced at the old man, with a hint of disdain on his face:

"Can you listen to me finish?" said the old man dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, you say?"

"In fact, the nobles and powerhouses of the Atlanta continent fled without a fight, and it was arranged by that one. ”

The old man's words were like thunder in his ears, which shocked the big man a little, and he instinctively said: "Who is that one, who is that one?"

"Who else, isn't it His Majesty Saas-Gilgudo Augustus. ”

The big man seemed to have heard something incredible, and said, "Cangyan Giant Mountain, how is it possible? Isn't it the doppelganger of the Warcraft Emperor who killed the 'Blue-eyed Khmer Giant Ant', thus ending the Warcraft frenzy and rescuing the people of the Atlanta Continent?"

"Is there a conflict? These are two things, okay?" the old man shook his head a little speechlessly, and explained, "Actually, the matter is very simple. Back then, the Warcraft frenzy broke out very suddenly, and the Warcraft Emperor clone was even more ferocious.

The Tis Continent fell with almost no resistance, but in the Atlanta Continent, the Augustan Dynasty did actively organize many counterattacks, and held ceremonies again and again, looking forward to recalling those ancestors who roamed the Star Realm from the Endless Star Boundary.

They did succeed, and His Majesty Saas-Gilgudo Augustus was rushed back after receiving the summons, but even this Majesty was not sure that he would be able to defeat the clone of the Demon Beast Emperor.

So, he made a two-handed arrangement. First, he will go to a decisive battle with the 'blue-eyed Khmer giant ants' and decide whether he will win or lose, and the second is to organize a group of strong nobles to 'escape' to Viku.

Are you really too stupid to be a descendant of the Swift Wind Sword Saint to see the drawbacks of containing these people, but when that one comes to the door in person, the result is that they have no room to refuse. ”

In other words, that one is arranging the way back. If he is destined to die in battle, the offensive of the Warcraft is unstoppable, and the Atlanta continent is doomed to fall, at least intelligent life can still thrive on the Viku continent, and it can be regarded as not extinct and extinct. Dahan followed the old man's train of thought and said:

"Smack!"

The old man snapped his fingers very dryly: "That's right, well, you know the rest of the matter."

His Majesty died in battle, but he also dragged the clone of the 'Blue-eyed Khmer Giant Ant' to death, without the coercion of the imperial breath, the demonic beasts automatically split and fought endlessly, and the war against the intelligent life was naturally terminated.

However, the strong nobles who went to the Viku continent are also not strong enough to fight back, and you have gradually grown up, and you are extremely hateful because of their 'escape'. ”

The truth of the "......" incident made the big man groan for a long time, and he looked up at the sky beyond the Temple of Freedom again, his eyes struggling and messy.

"It's not wrong for you to hate those people's 'escapes', they really didn't fulfill the duties of the nobles and the protection of the king, but to put it mildly, they are also for the continuation of the race, and to say that it is ugly, they are just doing things according to orders.

That is, is that one of His Majesty wrong?

His arrangement is indeed unfair to some, but can you say that he is wrong to give up near-eternal life to save the continuation of intelligent life?"

"My point of view, in fact, no one is wrong, things have developed to the way they are now, I can only say that fate is the most capricious bitch. ”

At this point, the old man finally stood up and said, "Do you know? His Majesty Throne Rainrose of the Violent Hurricane Throne is practicing a technique known as 'Torch', which is a technique that is rare in later generations, but it was created by Emperor Gais-Augustus himself.

Back then, the Eight Warriors practiced this kind of exercise, and the acquisition was the meaning of 'passing on the torch and never extinguishing it'.

Lan Rose's ability to maintain the power of the legendary throne and be able to improve as it is already meant that he has not given up the attachment in his heart, and the fire in his heart has never been extinguished, he ......"

"That's enough!" the big man shouted suddenly, he suddenly turned around, looked at the old man condescendingly, the expression on his face turned into boundless anger, and the entire hall was coerced like a tsunami because of his anger, and there was an inexplicable 'crunch' sound in the air.

"You mean that my father deserves to be crushed to death by the monster, that my mother should be devoured by the beast in front of me, that my sister should starve to death while fleeing, that I should live in the darkness of the earth for eighteen years?"

Dahan's voice was like a thunderous roar, directly shocking the old man back more than ten steps, and the blood on his face disappeared.

Outside the main hall, the sound of dense footsteps came, and one by one the steel guardians smashed open the door and rushed in, only to see the big man pointing to the door, sweeping his eyes, and saying, "Get out!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the guards stopped in fright, and then receded like a tidal wave.

Turning around again, Dahan's eyes looked at the sky far away again, and fell silent.

Behind him, the old man shook his head a little dejectedly, everything seemed to be the same as he said at the beginning - whether you can accept it or not depends not on the truth, but on the heart!

"I'll hold a round table. The big man suddenly spoke, and this sentence surprised the old man.

Before the arrival of the demon tide, the gods have not yet awakened, and the dark wizard can only live in the corner of the shadows, and the legendary throne of the entire Atlanta continent should be divided into two camps.

One is the Hall of Blood, which is made up of the legendary thrones that stand behind the empire, and the other is the Council of the Round Table, which is the boss behind the Professionals Guild and the Mercenary Guild.

And there is only one person in the entire Atlanta continent who has the right to convene a round table, and that is the king of mercenaries, the dragon slayer, the monster slayer, and the Orheimdo, who is known as the 'legend of miracles'.

"I will settle the account with them slowly, but the Atlanta continent has been sinking for too long, and I will hold a round table!"

"No matter what you face in the future, even if it is death, I will hand over this old bone to you. This is the promise made by the old man:

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In the land of roaring and wailing, on the tower, a black-robed man who was flipping through a book seemed to sense something, and he couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand.

Above the canopy, where the stars are dense, some stars suddenly brightened, and one by one the great will cast their own eyes.

In the Imperial Hall, a certain king sat motionless, as if he was sinking into boundless thought.

In the depths of the Eternal Forest, at a certain moment, the ancient trees of the sky opened their old eyes, and around him, countless of the same ancient trees came to life.

On the burning plane tree, a figure turned downward, turning into an elegant fire phoenix, and the crisp wind roared, evoking the roars of countless demonic beasts.

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Countless great beings are watching this war, and this is only the 'Scorched Hell' Counterattack planned by the Thrones of Veku, but it is the first time that all of Atlantis has said 'no' to the invasion of the Alternate Plane.

It is not just a war, but also awakens some deep restlessness in the hearts of the indigenous people of this world.