The inside of the fortress was completely unpalatable from the outside, but as soon as she stepped into the fortress, Isaiah was immediately shocked.

In this flying fortress that the Gisyankees did not seem to be large, there were three incarnations of gods and a powerful beast with the strength of a demigod, and even from the eyes of one of the gods, Isaiah saw the vicissitudes of endless years.

It was an infinite number of times longer than the years of Isaiah's life, as if the god had existed since the existence of a plane.

"I feel the traces of time on you. ”

"You're not running away, are you looking for death, Gisyankees?"

Turning his head slightly, and communicating with the avatars of the other gods, Hogg Golelik led Isaiah back to his own separate hall in the Storm Fortress - a huge hall with a length of more than a kilometer, now occupied by countless books and shelves.

As a kobold educator, Hogg Golerik is trying to transform from a combat-savvy god to a knowledgeable deity, reading all the books he can get his hands on and turning the beneficial parts into kobolds' knowledge reserves that can be used to inspire kobolds at some point.

And there are no spells and ammunition to hit Isaiah's body, except for Isaiah's maverick, more of Hogg's meaning.

From the Gisyankees, who approached him, Hogg felt a similar antiquity, not as old as his own, but older than a small group of gods and most of the demigods.

"Yes, I've lived long enough. ”

"Now I just want to embrace death. ”

Faced with the Ancients older than himself, Isaiah revealed his hidden old age, his skin sagging into overlapping folds, his muscles fading—all illusions forged by psychic abilities were gone, and Isaiah was completely disguised.

"So let's make a deal. ”

"You tell me what you know, and I give you an easy death. ”

Smiling and making a suggestion that an ordinary person would never accept, Hogg smiled and took out a book, a blank book, and he lightly wrote Giss Yankee on the cover of the book, and on the title page the author Isaiah, and then smiled and looked at Isaiah quietly.

And so a story flowed out of Isaiah's mouth, as slowly as thousands of years passed. The inside of the fortress was completely unpalatable from the outside, but as soon as she stepped into the fortress, Isaiah was immediately shocked.

In this flying fortress that the Gisyankees did not seem to be large, there were three incarnations of gods and a powerful beast with the strength of a demigod, and even from the eyes of one of the gods, Isaiah saw the vicissitudes of endless years.

It was an infinite number of times longer than the years of Isaiah's life, as if the god had existed since the existence of a plane.

"I feel the traces of time on you. ”

"You're not running away, are you looking for death, Gisyankees?"

Turning his head slightly, and communicating with the avatars of the other gods, Hogg Golelik led Isaiah back to his own separate hall in the Storm Fortress - a huge hall with a length of more than a kilometer, now occupied by countless books and shelves.

As a kobold educator, Hogg Golerik is trying to transform from a combat-savvy god to a knowledgeable deity, reading all the books he can get his hands on and turning the beneficial parts into kobolds' knowledge reserves that can be used to inspire kobolds at some point.

And there are no spells and ammunition to hit Isaiah's body, except for Isaiah's maverick, more of Hogg's meaning.

From the Gisyankees, who approached him, Hogg felt a similar antiquity, not as old as his own, but older than a small group of gods and most of the demigods.

"Yes, I've lived long enough. ”

"Now I just want to embrace death. ”

Faced with the Ancients older than himself, Isaiah revealed his hidden old age, his skin sagging into overlapping folds, his muscles fading—all illusions forged by psychic abilities were gone, and Isaiah was completely disguised.

"So let's make a deal. ”

"You tell me what you know, and I give you an easy death. ”

Smiling and making a suggestion that an ordinary person would never accept, Hogg smiled and took out a book, a blank book, and he lightly wrote Giss Yankee on the cover of the book, and on the title page the author Isaiah, and then smiled and looked at Isaiah quietly.

And so a story flowed out of Isaiah's mouth, as slowly as thousands of years passed. The inside of the fortress was completely unpalatable from the outside, but as soon as she stepped into the fortress, Isaiah was immediately shocked.

In this flying fortress that the Gisyankees did not seem to be large, there were three incarnations of gods and a powerful beast with the strength of a demigod, and even from the eyes of one of the gods, Isaiah saw the vicissitudes of endless years.

It was an infinite number of times longer than the years of Isaiah's life, as if the god had existed since the existence of a plane.

"I feel the traces of time on you. ”

"You're not running away, are you looking for death, Gisyankees?"

Turning his head slightly, and communicating with the avatars of the other gods, Hogg Golelik led Isaiah back to his own separate hall in the Storm Fortress - a huge hall with a length of more than a kilometer, now occupied by countless books and shelves.

As a kobold educator, Hogg Golerik is trying to transform from a combat-savvy god to a knowledgeable deity, reading all the books he can get his hands on and turning the beneficial parts into kobolds' knowledge reserves that can be used to inspire kobolds at some point.

And there are no spells and ammunition to hit Isaiah's body, except for Isaiah's maverick, more of Hogg's meaning.

From the Gisyankees, who approached him, Hogg felt a similar antiquity, not as old as his own, but older than a small group of gods and most of the demigods.

"Yes, I've lived long enough. ”

"Now I just want to embrace death. ”