Looking at the pyramid in front of him, Song Ziyu was in a trance.

Why is this triangular cube building so popular in the midst of its mysterious location and history?

Look at the hundreds of pyramids rising in front of you.

Song Ziyu was shocked

The project in front of us has at least millions of human slaves and hundreds of thousands of zombies involved.

Everywhere you go, it's all smoky miasma.

"What are you guys doing here?"

Song Ziyu pointed to the hundreds of pyramids that were being intensively built and said, "What's the use of these things? Do you store mummies?"

Vermeer shook his head and said, "These pyramids were built to pray for the blessings of the First Father."

"Let's talk about our Ancestor." Song Ziyu said.

Vermeer stared at Song Ziyu with a strange look and said, "You really don't know anything about the Ancestor?"

"Ahem."

Song Ziyu coughed, then pretended to be calm and said, "You know, I'm a mountain village man, and I don't know this."

Vermeer seemed to believe Song Ziyu's nonsense, so he spoke, "The Ancestor is a very special existence, no one knows where it was born in the long river of time, and no one knows where it came from. But before it appeared, there was no Holy Race in this world, and after it appeared, the Holy Family had history."

Speaking of this, Vermeer pretended to mysteriously approach Song Ziyu and whispered, "Tell you a secret."

"You don't have to get so close."

Song Ziyu said very vaguely.

This female zombie can't smell how smelly her little mouth is when she eats human flesh.

Vermeer said, "The secret is...... Let me start with a question for you, why do you think we Holy Clans need to support these slaves?"

Song Ziyu thought for a while and said, "Didn't you build a farm for yourself? When you want to make a tooth sacrifice, you can eat meat at any time."

"It's not so superficial, the Holy Race has evolved to this point, and it doesn't necessarily have to eat human flesh to obtain energy...... Sometimes cannibalism is just a matter of interest." Vermeer Road.

"Well, interested, is that the secret you're going to tell me?" Song Ziyu called and asked.

"No, what I want to tell you is that the most fundamental reason why the Holy Race allows humans to exist in this world is that we Holy Race evolved from human beings...... Hey, why aren't you surprised?" Vermeer asked.

"Is that a secret?"

Song Ziyu touched his slag and looked calm.

"Aren't you surprised? Shouldn't we, the great saints, be the pride of the heavens? Why do we come from among the human race?".

Vermeer asked rhetorically.

Song Ziyu smiled but did not speak.

If you zombies can really do it, then give birth to yourself.

As far as Song Ziyu has learned, it cannot be ruled out that there are very few zombies who still maintain their fertility, but these are all a minority, and they can't afford the continuation of the race at all.

Where do these zombies come from?

It is not yet converted from the human race.

At this point, it seems that it is difficult to continue.

Song Ziyu opened his mouth and asked, "So, what about your ancestors?"

"What do you mean?" Vermeer asked, glaring.

"What about our first parents?" Song Ziyu changed his tone and asked.

Vermeer said, "The Ancestor has already sat down."

"What?"

Song Ziyu didn't react.

Vermeer explained, "The Ancestor fell shortly after the creation of our Holy Race, so the only people who have truly seen the true face of the Ancestor are a few of the only remaining Primordial Lords."

Song Ziyu scoffed when he heard this: "Our ancestor is so great, why did he suddenly fall?"

"I don't know...... But the first generations speculated, can

When the Ancestor created us, we were already in a state of imminent decline."

Hearing this, Song Ziyu's expression wrinkled.

What could it be that can make the ancestor of the zombie fall?

Vermeer continued, "It is precisely because of the shadow of this incident that there has always been a legend in the upper echelons of our Holy Clan."

"What legend?"

Song Ziyu asked curiously.

Vermeer stared at Song Ziyu with strange eyes, and said word by word, "The legend about the Children of Destruction."

"What's that?"

Song Ziyu was stunned.

"The First Generations said that the Ancestors had left a prophecy before their fall, and at some point in the future, the Holy Race would usher in an unprecedented catastrophe! And the one who brought this catastrophe will be a guy who does not belong to this world...... The first generations named it the Children of Destruction." Vermeer said in a heavy tone.

When Song Ziyu heard this, his whole brain was buzzing.

This prophecy can't fucking be directed at yourself, right?

Otherwise, why would the standard be stuck?

But I didn't plan to uproot these zombies.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu diverted the topic: "Tell me how the secret and hidden Tongneng and our Demon Banquet Alliance were separated, right? I'm very curious about it."

Vermeer said, "Actually, at the beginning, the alliance between the clans was not as clear as it is now, but the bloody battles and killings for thousands of years have caused countless hatreds between the two sides, so the Demon Banquet Alliance and the Secret Alliance have a common grudge. But if you want to talk about the root of all this, the origin is probably a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"It's still about the Ancestors themselves."

Vermeer said, "According to the original explanation, the First Ancestor had a daughter after coming to this world, and she was Lord Lilith, the spiritual leader of the Hidden Alliance!"

"Unlike the first generation of the awakening, Lord Lilith is the first naturally born saint in the prophecy, so it is impossible for her to have memories and inheritance as soon as she wakes up like the other first generations."

"Lilith is very much like a human, she needs to grow and know, and she needs to get through her long early childhood."

"But before she could understand it, the Ancestor fell."

"That's why Lilith mistakenly thinks that the death of the First Ancestor has something to do with other first-generation bigwigs."

"She stubbornly believes that this is a murder!"

"When Lord Lilith got older, a large-scale *** was brewing within the Holy Clan, and a considerable number of clans chose to support Lord Lilith."

"And so there was that cutting battle!"

"Lord Lilith left the Dark Sanctuary with the relics of her own people and some of the ancestors, and went to the far east to establish her own stronghold."

"Then there is a division between the Secret Alliance and the Demon Banquet Alliance in this world."

"At first, we had a decent relationship."

"But over the long years, the two sides have experienced countless battles, and each clan has people who have died at the hands of the other, and each clan has the blood of rival alliance clans on its hands...... Over time, the hatred between the two camps will not be able to be let go."