"Actually...... It's not just the two alien races of the Poseidon and the Warcraft - actually...... There are quite a few alien populations living on this continent!" the old man said with some embarrassment, "and...... Because of the mutual agreement between the Terrans and them, which made them have no right of jurisdiction over the areas ruled by these aliens, they ...... If that's what you say...... This continent is really not the 'separate domain' of the human race!"

"Uh...... There are still many aliens living on this continent?" the skeleton exclaimed, "Oh my God—I'm going to start wondering what the hell was going on in the God-Destroying War back then! Absolutely ......black! There must be something hidden in it that we don't know about!"

"This can't be nonsense!" The old man was taken aback by the skeleton's "bold" words, and hurriedly waved his hand to dissuade the skeleton's "nonsense", and cautiously pleaded with the skeleton, "Big brother, can I call you big brother......? It's better not to say it!"

"I know!" said the skeleton nonchalantly, "and that's what I'm talking about - after I get out...... How could I go around talking nonsense!"

"I can't say it here!" said the old man, looking at the skeleton with a bitter face and a little pleading, "you need to know...... Although there are no 'god' level powerhouses among the human race, they ...... There are a lot of powers!--In case a certain power comes to 'listen to the eight directions' on a whim, then the fun ...... But it's too big! So...... In the future, you can think about this kind of thing in your own heart, but you must ...... Don't say it!"

"Oh-well!" the skeleton shrugged indifferently, "until I regain my strength - I'll take care of it!"

"Even if your strength is restored, you can't be blindly arrogant!" the old man said with a slightly wry smile, "You need to know...... There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven!"

The skeleton smiled indifferently and changed the subject: "What I want to know more now is ...... In addition to the Seagod Clan and the Warcraft Clan, among the alien races living on this continent, which other races are relatively strong in strength or power?"

"The alien race that lives on the continent today...... They're basically subjugated to our Terrans - to say they still have autonomy on this continent...... I'm afraid it's except for the Poseidon clan and the Warcraft clan...... Only the elves of the green forest and the skeletons of the evil wilderness are left!" Although he knew that the skeleton was pulling away from the topic, the old man still tried his best to explain the overall pattern of this continent for him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Skeleton Clan?" Hearing that there was still his own "old family", Skeleton couldn't help but wonder in surprise, "This Skeleton Clan...... What's going on?"

"As the name suggests, the skeleton clan is naturally a race made up of dead people!" The old man seemed to be very inexplicable about this race, "As long as someone dies, then ...... The bones of those who died are only taken by the skeletons...... will surely become their kind......"

"That being the case...... They must be very strong and powerful, right?" the skeleton asked with interest, "after all...... This continent is full of dead people!"

"Originally...... They're a great scourge -- but now...... They shouldn't be able to make it anymore!" the old man said with a confident smile, "The skeleton clan should exist in name only, right?"

"In name only?" the skeleton asked, disbelieving, "Didn't you just say that they retain the autonomy of the region?—but why...... And they are dead in name?"

"Is this difficult to understand?" the old man smiled slightly, and after looking at the skeleton's slightly confused expression, he slowly explained, "Although there are corpses and skeletons, but now the skeleton clan is confined to the evil wilderness, so ...... They have lost the source of corpses that they rely on to sustain the 'incense' of the race - the skeleton people who have no fresh corpses...... Aside from the top-notch bones that are preserved, I'm afraid ...... There are no more terrifyingly powerful 'follow-up reinforcements', are they......? It must have melted away with the wind, right?"

"Really, that's a pity!" said the skeleton with some regret, "I thought they would be strong when I heard about this species...... Has it come to this point?"

"You can't underestimate this population!" the old man thought that the skeleton had despised it because of the current state of the population, and he couldn't help but admonish the skeleton, "as long as there is a war...... You know, in the late stage of the God-Destroying War, the corpse mountain army that spread all over the mountains was ...... It was once a nightmare for the Terran warriors!--In the battle against the Skeletons, in order to prevent the Skeletons from 'making' an army of skeletons without restrictions, the Terran warriors of the time ...... As long as one person dies in battle...... The body will be burned immediately, so as not to become ...... Become the 'soldier source' nutrient of the skeleton clan!"

"So to speak...... That war was really tragic!" The skeleton sighed, and then asked the old man with some doubts, "It stands to reason that ...... You shouldn't know that......, right?! There must have been countless years between you and that time—I'm curious...... These...... How did you know that?"

"Don't you forget - my countless gold donations...... That's not without the slightest reward!" To this, the old man seemed very complacent, "I 'smashed' those gold coins out—what do you think is the place where I was invited?"

"Where is it?" asked the skeleton, curious.

"There...... But the council hall of the legendary 'sacred land' of the Terran race, the 'Brave Village', can be put in that council hall for discussion...... Could it be a trivial issue? Naturally, they are all major events that can affect the future direction of the human race and determine the future fate of mankind...... What I heard there can be compared to me?--" The old man sighed with a little regret and said, "The level of protection in that place in the 'Village of the Brave' is too high--although I often go to meetings, but ...... It's just a 'passing scene'! Every time I go, I am blinded by my five senses, so ...... I don't know exactly where the Village of the Brave is!" )