Chen Xi couldn't help but wonder what kind of place this was, why did the corpse of that powerful giant beast still have the breath of his father's bloody spear remaining? If this battlefield was really a relic of the time when humans and divine beasts were fighting for the position of overlord, then it would have been at least a thousand years ago. For thousands of years, the bones do not melt, and the breath still exists...... How powerful were those cultivators at the beginning, and how domineering were those divine beasts?

Chen Xi touched the wound of the divine beast, and although the breath of the blood spear was already very weak, it could still be clearly felt. There was once an extremely strong cultivator who used the Blood Flame Spear and gave this divine beast the final blow.

A thousand years later, the Blood Flame Spear is now in the hands of his father, Chen Qianran.

Chen Xi got up and looked around the corpse of the divine beast. In addition to the corpses, there were also many weapons scattered around. Chen Xi hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now he had to re-examine these weapons, which seemed to be mostly incomplete. Perhaps each and every one of these weapons was once a fanatical weapon.

He saw a sword hilt buried in the sand, slid down from the corpse of the giant beast and pulled out the hilt, only to realize that it was only a broken sword, and there was no more than ten centimeters above the hilt, and the other one did not know where it was. There was no strong aura on the sword, but the three words engraved on the sword made Chen Xi's heart shock.

Overwhelming

How can a sword that can be called the pinnacle of the sword be mortal?

Chen Xi put the broken sword aside, bypassed the corpse of the giant beast and continued to walk into the distance. He can't feel his left eye now, and he can only see the world with his right eye. Therefore, Chen Xi speculated that it should be that after he dripped blood, the mask was connected with his own mind, and he entered the memory of the mask with him.

Powerful treasures have their own souls. Chen Xi didn't feel any residual aura on the arm armor and face armor before, it should be that the original owner's mark had disappeared after a long time. But after the battle armor experienced such a big battle, this scene was deeply engraved into the battle armor.

Chen Xi walked forward on the sand and saw too many corpses.

Then he suddenly saw a person standing in the distance, as if he was still looking at this side. Far away, Chen Xi couldn't be sure if the person was still alive.

"I didn't mean to offend, I don't know how I got here. ”

Chen Xi clenched his fists far away and explained.

The man didn't answer, as if beckoning to Chen Xi. Chen Xi walked over on guard, after all, everyone he saw here was once powerful and palpitating. There were corpses of great cultivators everywhere, and only one person was still alive, and the strength of this person could not be imagined even if he could not imagine.

"Don't be afraid. ”

After getting closer, the man said to Chen Xi: "I am just a remnant memory in this armor that does not want to be dispersed, and I am stored in the armor you just obtained. I'll have to leave the visor when you drip blood, and it's yours from now on. I brought you here before I left, and I just don't want future generations to forget the blood and effort we have put in. ”

Chen Xi saw that this person was very tall, even taller than himself. He was wearing a full set of black armor, and there was blood flowing slowly on the armor. He doesn't know if the blood is the enemy's, or if it's his own. He wore a visor, one eye was exposed, and his eyes were desolate.

"How long has it been?"

The man suddenly asked.

Chen Xi shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's been a thousand years." ”

"How is the world?"

The man asked again.

Just this question, Chen Xi was in awe of this person. He replied seriously: "Although there are gloom and injustices in the world, most people live well and live and work in peace and contentment. The old have something to rely on, and the young have something to support. ”

"Very good...... Very good. ”

The black-armored man said two very good things in a row, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes: "If this is the case, it is not in vain that we have paid so much." ”

He looked at Chen Xi and asked, "Is there a legend of divine war in the world?"

Chen Xi replied: "Yes, but it is extremely vague. People just say that a long, long time ago, in order to compete with the divine beasts for the position of the overlord of the world, there was a fierce battle between ancient and modern times. ”

The black-armored man frowned, and his eyes showed a strong sadness: "Later generations are so legendary? We do not want such a war to be passed on to future generations, and we hope that future generations can live in peace and security. But I never thought that they would use such a mind to speculate on what we have paid. ”

"We are not fighting for the position of hegemon, but for the right to live freely. ”

The black family looked at the sky: "Human beings were originally ants in the eyes of the divine beasts, and they were also ants that had to become slaves. Divine beasts enslave all other living beings, whether beasts or humans, and they are slaves. When the beast is happy, it will kill some people for fun. When the beast is not happy, it will kill some people to vent its anger. We have endured for hundreds of years before we started to resist, not because we are fighting for the position of overlord as later generations say!"

The indignation in his tone was so intense.

......

......

"That's poor. ”

The black-armored man pointed to the huge divine beast corpse in the distance and said, "It is the overlord of a radius of 39,000 miles, and it rules here. Poverty is the worst of poverty. It devours the hearts of 10,000 children every year to keep its ferocity alive, and wherever it goes, it can cut off rivers. Of the five hundred and fifty-four who came, only sixty-two left alive. The five hundred and fifty-four people I am talking about, not counting the retinues they brought with them, if you count them all, there are tens of thousands of corpses buried here. ”

The Hei family said slowly: "These sixty-two people died in the next big war. ”

Chen Xi's heart sank, and he was full of respect for these ancient cultivators thousands of years ago. These people are truly selfless people, and they die on the battlefield one by one in order for future generations not to be tortured by the ravages of divine beasts. The purpose of their struggle is to live freely and to be happy and well-being for future generations.

"In order to kill the poor, we have been preparing for a long time. But after the start of the war, we appeared, and it turned out that we still underestimated the power of poverty. Every part of its body was so powerful that even a single feather detached from its body could kill a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Mountain Realm. ”

The black-armored man let out a long sigh and his eyes swept over the corpses: "They used to fight side by side with me...... My name is Fan Chi, you won't hear that name. ”

He pointed to a small sand dune in the distance: "That's my Tsing Yi Army, I took three hundred and sixty Tsing Yi Army soldiers as the first batch to lure the enemy, we provoked the poor and lured it into the ambush place." I promised my Tsing Yi soldiers that I would take them back alive...... But none of them survived, not even a single corpse was intact. ”

"This set of armor is called [Persistence]. ”

The black-armored man raised his hand and gently stroked the armor on his body: "Persistence, it is persistence." Struggle is a struggle of resistance. At the beginning of the battlearm, it was soaked in the blood of 990,000 people. A drop of blood for each person, and every drop of blood is a meaning of unyielding resistance. I know that the armor is scattered all over the place now, and I'm afraid it's hard to gather again. Now that you've got your face armor and arm armor, you've confessed your blood to the Lord...... I just want you to promise not to use this armor to do evil. ”

He said it solemnly and seriously, and Chen Xi replied equally solemnly: "I won't!"

The black-armored man nodded: "I can see that you are a pure-hearted person, and if it weren't for that, your blood would not have been accepted by [Persistence]. I only hope that you can put the [Dispute] back together in the future, and then wear it to protect the world. ”

Guard, these two words shocked Chen Xi's heart.

"Why do practitioners practice?"

The black-armored man looked at Chen Xi, and he said slowly: "It's not for fame and fortune, it's not for enjoyment, it's not for yourself." When a practitioner cultivates, he wants to protect those who cannot practice and to protect the world. The stronger a person is, the heavier the responsibility. If the practitioner's purpose is for himself, then the end of the practitioner is not far away. ”

Chen Xi suddenly thought of the endless abyss.

The abyssal beasts in the endless abyss are all born of man's evil thoughts.

The black armor man said that if the cultivator is only for himself, then the end is not far away. Chen Xi suddenly realized that he might encounter this apocalypse.

"Maybe it's a feeling in the dark. ”

The black armor man said to Chen Xi: "After you get the first battle armor, there will be a feeling guiding you invisibly. You may not be able to detect it yourself, but the Warframe will react. The visor you just got, which looks like you got casually, is actually your armarmor that invisibly led you here. ”

He smiled, "I hope you can get the full [Dispute]. ”

Chen Xi still didn't hold back after all, and told the Black Armor Man about the Endless Abyss. After listening, the faces of the black family were solemn and solemn. After a long, long time, the black-armored man couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Sure enough...... What we were worried about at the beginning was still born. Cultivators are controlled by greed, and even ordinary people are swayed by this greed, and there will still be a crisis after all. I'm just a remnant, and I can't do anything for this world anymore. However, I firmly believe that there will still be a group of people who will stand up and fight to protect the world. ”

He looked at Chen Xi and said seriously: "You said that the abyssal beasts in the Endless Abyss were born of people's evil thoughts, so they are stronger than humans and far more numerous than humans. But don't be too afraid, when a person is so pure that he fights just to protect, can the Abyssal Beast still gain power from evil thoughts?"

Chen Xi's heart moved, and he faintly grasped something. But it was too vague to see.

"My time is up. ”

The black-armored man looked at the sky: "They're waiting for me...... Young people, remember, the mission of the practitioner is to protect the world, to protect people. ”

After a moment's pause, the black-armored man vanished.

Chen Xi felt a pain in his skull, and when he opened his eyes again, the wasteland, the bones, and the giant beast had all disappeared. There is no ancient battlefield, no desolate atmosphere. He was still in the inn room, still standing at the table. It's as if nothing was born, no one has ever appeared.

He looked at the armor on the table and muttered a series of words: "[Dispute]"

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