Chapter 100: A Nightmare Three Hundred Years Ago
Five-star Warcraft?!
When everyone heard this term, they were all petrified in place.
You need a five-star Warcraft or above...... Doesn't that mean ...... Ye Cangxiong, he's not saved?!
Pei Ming didn't care how big a blow his words were to everyone, he continued to think to himself: "Do you know what the concept of five-star demonic beast is? Well, let's put it this way, the king of the Nine Shadows Forest next door is only a four-star. But when it came out to wander around, the entire army of our empire was almost wiped out by it, I say this, are you white? ”
After reading "A Brief History of the Empire", I naturally know about the terrible catastrophe three hundred years ago......
The Lord of the Nine Shadows Forest, I don't know why, suddenly left his realm and broke into the territory of the human race.
Back then, even if the forces of Beiteng, Beilie and Northern Qi were gathered, they failed to destroy it.
On the contrary, after killing countless human races and causing the three major empires to be ruined and bloody, the king demon beast swaggered back to his own realm.
That would be a catastrophe for the three empires......
Whenever people talk about the nightmare of 300 years ago, it inspires deep fears in their hearts.
And the culprit who caused that disaster was just a four-star demonic beast?!
That...... Five-star Warcraft, what kind of existence is it?!
Pei Ming admired everyone's expressions with great interest, how to say, he has a bit of a bad taste, he likes to see people on the verge of despair.
Mo Xie frowned, he seemed to be able to feel the dim aura emanating from the little man behind him.
He was about to speak to comfort her, but the night terror ignored the people present and strode to his room.
Perhaps, she should take a look at her grandfather before she is sure.
Just because they can't do some things doesn't mean she can't do them.
If it doesn't work, try it with spring water.
Perhaps, she can also discuss with Xiaoshu if she can give her another fruit......
When Night Terror entered the room, he saw the man lying on the bed with his brows tightly closed.
He is not like an ordinary old man, he is old, on the contrary, his figure is very powerful and straight, even if he is just lying there, it will not affect his momentum, it is the arrogance tempered by war and killing.
His face is as cold and three-dimensional as a knife, with edges and corners.
The traces carved by the years on his face have added a unique sense of vicissitudes to him, like a proud pine, strong and leisurely, and the ancient charm is long.
Countless pictures of getting along with him suddenly came to mind, this man at the top of the empire, who was cautious and flattering her, but from the memory, he couldn't say the sadness and obscurity.
Night Terror knew that this emotion did not come from her, but from the instinct of this body.
It seems that the heart of "Night Terror" also has countless debts to Ye Cangxiong.
Gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Night Terror digested the emotions that belonged to her now, and secretly took a breath, and then stepped closer.
"Shocking ...... There you are? ”
Ye Xu had already discovered her, but he didn't bother.
After all, it takes time and courage to accept that Ye Cangxiong has become like this.
"Third brother, I'll come to see grandpa." Night Terror said in a hoarse voice, "I want to be alone with my grandfather, is that okay?" ”