In the time that Mu En digested the information, Similian had already eaten the first wild boar leg, adhering to the principle of not wasting it at all, and even the most beautiful position, the trace of flesh was shaved out by his exquisite swordsmanship. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Now, when he reached out to cut off the second boar leg, he couldn't help but stop when he heard Muen's question.

On this night, the blue moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and the four fields were a little dim, and the light of the bonfire brought warmth, and also reflected the surroundings, from this angle of Muen, half of Simian's face was in the dark, and the other half was even white and transparent against the bonfire.

When Mu En asked this question, his face suddenly changed, a little pale, a little frightened, and there was a strange stalemate in the air, only the cold wind of the wilderness and the crackling sound of fire came from him.

After a long time, Cimilian looked back at Muen, as if he had considered his words, and said, "I don't want to lie to you, but I can't say that name, I don't dare to say it, I can't even think about him. ”

"Is it so terrible?" Mu En's face was full of disbelief:

"Have you ever heard of a saying? In the age of the gods, mortals were not afraid to call the gods by their first names except in prayer. Any idea why?"

Mu En was stunned, although he majored in the history of Augustus for three thousand years, he also knew something about the age of the gods tens of thousands of years ago, in fact, not only that era, even now, you can not believe, but it is better not to offend.

Nodding slightly, Mu En said: "It is said that as that kind of majestic existence, even if you call the name of the god, it will be perceived by the gods, and if you plan some ulterior secrets, it will even attract the attention of the gods, and even anger." Therefore, many people like to use that one or another name instead of God's name. ”

"That's right. To be honest, living in this age of declining gods, I initially only thought it was, but after entering the pool of weeping blood, I believed it.

Although the wind and frost of time have drowned out the title of the one in the seal, as long as I say it now, it will be perceived by him, and even more seriously, he will be able to 'see' my future and the past years. ”

"Isn't that?"

"Can you now comprehend the power of His Majesty the Throne?"

"Uh, no!"

"Yes, you haven't reached that height, so you don't have that kind of vision, and naturally don't want to figure out the divine power that that level can have.

Okay, I can't say who he is, but I can remind you of a few things, as for the rest of your own thoughts?"

"You say?"

"First things first: more than three hundred years ago, the dynasty of Augustus, the eternal ruler of the continents of Atlanta and Ties, collapsed and perished without even the ability to resist under the Warcraft frenzy, let's call him the second Warcraft, a world war that buried the dominance of intelligent life over the entire continent.

But in this battle, the order, discipline, coordination, and strategy displayed by the Warcraft are hardly like what the Warcraft can have!"

"The second thing: Now, when every city is established, it is competing with Warcraft for living space, so with the super-level Warcraft as the leader, the Warcraft within a certain range will be called on to set off a Warcraft siege battle, and in the battle, all Warcraft will cooperate sincerely.

So, you can extend and think about it, if it were the Warcraft Monarch above the super level who set off a siege war, what would the scene be?

Or what kind of terrifying demonic beast master will be able to set off the entire continent's demonic beasts to counterattack intelligent beings?"

"One last thing: Before the ancient years, in the first Warcraft hegemony stage, ancient humans and Warcraft competed for hegemony in the continent, fought and killed for countless years, and finally defeated the Warcraft group led by the ten Warcraft emperors and obtained the domination of the continent.

Not all of the ten Demon Beast Emperors were killed, and some of them could not be completely annihilated, or banished, or dismembered, or ...... Seal. ”

Mu En's reasoning and reaction ability is quite strong, three things are slightly pieced together in his mind, his eyes are instantly round, he looked at Similian dumbfounded, and he opened his mouth to ask something, but Similian reacted faster.

"It's too much to talk about tonight, it's time to rest, I haven't felt asleep for a long time, I'll sleep first!" Similian stretched and ignored Muen, and went straight into the tent, and within a few minutes there was a slight snoring.

Mu En also lay in the tent, but he couldn't sleep at all, and the thoughts churning in his mind became more and more, and then they were strung together, like a tangram piece of paper pieced together.

Three hundred years ago, the year of the destruction of Augustus, the demon tide surged, and then the density of the elements in the entire space increased greatly, it is incomparably coincidental that a certain tide hit, it is likely that it touched and unsealed the seal of a certain terrible Warcraft Emperor, or a certain one welcomed back a certain exiled Warcraft Emperor.

Super level Warcraft can set off siege warfare, so it is not impossible for the Warcraft Emperor to set off a genocidal battle between Warcraft and intelligent life, which also explains the source of the order and coordination of Warcraft in that battle.

With this, the Augustan dynasty was destroyed.

Then, to put it another way, what kind of monster is sealed in that eternal seal that leads to the deep pool?

It is easy to imagine that it must be the place where another Warcraft Emperor was sealed.

Although it has been at least 100,000 years since the ancient times, even Marceau, a third-order dark wizard, has been able to live for more than a thousand years, and for this kind of eternal Warcraft Emperor, 100,000 years may be a napping time.

From this point of view, if you want to trap a Warcraft Emperor, then no matter how large and complicated the Eternal Seal is, it is not too much.

The history of this world is too long, too long, and the experience of this time alone, whether it is the truth of the ancient battlefield, or the history involved in this eternal seal, slightly open a corner, the kind of vicissitudes that come to the face, the heaviness that drowns under the wind and frost of the years, is enough to make Mu En have an irrepressible sense of suffocation.

The sense of history lies in this, not to mention, a living Warcraft Emperor lives in reality, how can this be summed up in a sentence of 'history'?

Tonight, Mu En has no sleep......

"During the years of the Augustan dynasty, in the more than 3,000 years of the development of the professional system, too many skills and strong men were created.

But when it comes to the 'Golden Heart', excluding the Augustan family, there will definitely not be more than ten people who have achieved cultivation, and those who can be passed down as ancestral power, that is not one, I don't know why you can inherit this ancestral power?

I don't know where you got the huge amount of effort to complete the foundation building at this age, and I don't know if you can actually hang up nine exclusive skills under this skill?"

At the top of the mountain, Similian pointed at Mu En's nose and scolded unceremoniously: "That's it, with this kind of accumulation and foundation, why don't you even advance?" (To be continued.) )