Yamen Khan showed a smile and said: "It is worthy of being the son of my Yamen, that's right, although the way of the Xianglong Empire to hold the divine power by people is unique and powerful, but it also has its own drawbacks, that is, it takes a long time to accumulate people's hearts, and it took them more than five thousand years to skillfully transform the divine power into divine self-authorization, and seize the divine power of the Heavenly Palace and Lingshan into their own hands."

I didn't think I had that kind of patience, so I took a shortcut and accepted the advice of the killing lamas to become their reincarnated killing Buddha, and last year I even took the initiative to incorporate a slaying godhead fragment from the Faren god line into my body.

Prepare to return as the god of killing directly in Faerun, so that our Tukans have their own gods.

But I have greatly overestimated my own strength, and I have underestimated the corrosive power of the Godhead fragments.

Not to mention, those Faeron gods will not allow me to return as the god of killing.

Even if my plan was successful, I am not sure if I was still the real me at that time, or if I was not the Heavenly Khan of the Tukans, or if I was not your father Khan, and I still remember my original intentions.

So, this is destined to be a road of no return.

The only thing I can prove is that shortcuts are not easy to take......"

"Father Khan !!" Prince Hubadai's voice choked, he had never imagined that this taciturn man would be burdened with such a heavy burden.

"Can you give up the Killing Godhead Fragment, strip it away, and give up the power it brings?" "Our army is still there, and we have a chance to start over." ”

"Huh...... Do you think that God's power is to be obtained as soon as you want to? Do you give up if you want to? There is only one way to give up, and that is to die! Yamen Khan's voice suddenly became extremely cold, as if he had completely changed a person, and his words were endlessly cold, and every word was like a steel knife, directly burrowing into Prince Hubadai's body, scraping his bones, making his whole body tingle.

This is not his father Khan, it is the fragment of the Killing Godhead that dominates his soul consciousness.

At this moment, Prince Hubadai suddenly realized that the worst enemy of Yamen Khan was not outside, but in his body.

In the battle of crossing the lake, he absorbed too much killing divine power, leaving him on the verge of collapse.

And then, as long as they move forward, they will have to fight a lot of wars, and Father Khan will have more killing powers, and his situation should get worse.

Yamen Khan now moved him away from the Golden Horde, in addition to preparing a way back for the Tucans, but more to protect him.

Once completely dominated by the fragment of the Killing Godhead, I am afraid that his feelings will be completely submerged, and he will become a machine that only knows killing, and will not have the slightest affection for him and the Tucans, even if they die, they will not have the slightest distress and pity.

"Go back." An angry shout erupted from the mouth of Yamen Khan, and the killing power of the whole body kept surging like a cloud, and those who were a little closer were all pressed and couldn't breathe, and Prince Hubadai was the first to bear the brunt, plopping down, and was directly pressed to the ground by force.

However, he knew that the Khan of Yamen was not targeting him, but that the soul consciousness was fighting with the Killing Godhead Fragment for dominance of his body.

Soon, that cold aura faded from Yamen Khan's body, and the killing divine power regained its stability.

Yamen Khan wanted to reach out and help Prince Hubadai up, but finally took his hand back, and said with a long breath: "You are already clear about the current situation, right?"

This shortcut is fatal, there is no turning back, even if I am willing to give up killing the fragment of Godhead, he will not give up on me, because I am his tool for rebirth.

I can only advance, not retreat.

I represent the passing past of the Tucans, and you represent the future of our Tucans.

You have to learn from me, the path of Feren is not going to go through among us Tucans.

Then take the road of the Xianglong Empire, this is what you are best at, one generation can't finish, just two generations, two generations can't, just three generations, as long as you persevere, there will always be a day of success.

The last thing I can do for you is to clear the way for you. ”

Although Yamen Khan did not say it explicitly, Prince Hubadai heard the true meaning.

Even if he had found Imasca's ancient portal in the Endless Wilderness, most of the Tukans who had followed the Khan of Yamen would not be able to return.

Because most of them are vested interests and diehards of the Tucan people.

They were forced to pledge their allegiance to the Khan by force, and it was unknown whether they would be willing to obey themselves as the new Great Khan without the suppression of the Khan, let alone the implementation of a new policy among the Tukans.

The easiest and most effective way to do this is to have them bury for themselves.

From the very beginning, Yamen Khan had planned everything, and now he made a final confession to himself.

"Father Khan......" Prince Hubadai couldn't find the right words to express his inner thoughts and feelings for a while.

This is far beyond the love of father and son, this is the great feeling of seeking the future for the whole Tucan.

"God knows this, you know and I know." Yamen Khan said with a serious expression, "From now on, the Golden Horde will be completely under your command, and I will not give you any new orders other than the current orders."

If you find out that I have given a new order later, especially if it is not in accordance with the current order, you can ignore it and refuse to obey it.

Because it is very likely that it is not my true will, I hope you can make an accurate judgment and make a choice that is beneficial to all of us in Tucan. ”

Prince Hubadai opened his mouth, choked up all the extra words, and finally turned into a sentence of obedience.

"Withdraw." Yamen Khan waved his hand, whether it was his voice or his back, it gradually began to become cold, and the fragments of the Killing Godhead began to gradually occupy the dominance of his soul consciousness again.

Prince Hubadai knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to the Khan of Yamen, said no more, got up to prepare for the army, and when it was just dawn, he set up camp and evacuated the city of Moshtir as quickly as possible, and in just two days, they all withdrew from the kingdom of Lytherman and disappeared into the vast steppe of the endless wilderness.

For a moment, no one could figure out their movements.

No one paid attention to them, because once they withdrew from the territory of the Lysserman Kingdom, their role in the war would be greatly reduced.

That's an afterword.

Just when the father and son of Yamen Khan were making friends and planning for the future of the Tukans.

Five Haslan witches are gathering in the city of Moshentir to fight another war.

The Water Spirit, Akabane, Air Spirit, and Sunrise are the Elemental Mage Towers located in the four corners of Moshtier, and they are the core components of the Fortress of Moshtier.

When they settled in, the vision suddenly appeared, and pillars of light of different colors shot out from the elemental mage tower, and four elemental vortices suddenly appeared in the sky, and at the other end of the vortex were the four inner planes.

A steady stream of elemental elements poured down from within, into the defensive maze of Moshtier, and then towards the crumbling southern city.

The originally chaotic and wild elements, washed by a large number of new elements, began to gradually calm down and joined the surging elemental torrent.

The invisible shield that looms over the city of Moshtier is bringing the southern city back into the shroud.

The city defense locks are being repaired by the four Haslan witches, and what is even more amazing is that the ten huge gaps in the city wall, under the action of huge magic, are flying everywhere with earth and stones, and they are flying into the air one after another, like building blocks, and they are falling back to their original positions one by one.

By the time the six-element city defense locks were restarted, and the southern wall of Moshtier's city had also been repaired, everything was intact, not to mention cracks, even if it was a trace between the bricks and stones, there was no trace of it, as if it had been repaired.

The only evidence that they had been destroyed before, and that they were not hallucinations, was the blood stains on them, which had merged with the masonry and became part of the walls, which made them look a little mottled, but not obtrusive when viewed on the whole wall, because such places were found on the walls themselves.

In this way, those blood scars, as they are now, are symbols of the devastation and destruction of the wall.

It's not that the Lesserman witches are incapable of removing the bloodstains, but they deliberately keep them, because it's a sign of the bloody battles of the Lesserman berserkers to defend the city, and there is not only the blood of the enemy, but also the blood of their own people.

Although it was not the first time they had seen such a situation, the citizens of Mausthir could not help but cheer loudly, celebrating that they had once again repelled the enemy and held their city.

After the repair of the Maze Lock of the City of Moshtier, the light in the Four Elemental Mage Tower did not converge, but became more dazzling, but the vortex above the head changed, and it was no longer an elemental vortex that was connected, but an aetheric vortex filled with white mist.

Then the four slowly shifted in the air, and finally converged directly above the city of Moshtier, forming a huge aetheric vortex, and those with good eyes could clearly see a magic hut and the nightmarish monsters entangled with it in the depths of this vortex.

This magic hut is none other than Philancies', and this moment is also a critical moment in her battle with the Witch of Dussan, here is the other end of the chain of the four elements, and the city defense locks of the entire city of Moshtier have become her help.

The rest of the situation was what happened in the Aetheric Plane before, and Gavin, who had recovered his spirit a little, immediately used his path divine power to open a passage for Philancinie's magic hut, helping her completely get rid of the entanglement of nightmares and dreams and the fear half-plane.

As if moored in a nightmarish dream, Philanciene's Magic Hut was moored directly outside the Fortress Locks (Aether Plane) in the city of Maustir, and then pushed the door and walked out.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun tore through the heavy dark clouds, sprinkling a soft cold light on the earth.

Philansinee took a deep breath towards the rising sun, and showed a smile as bright as the sun at Gavin, who greeted him for the first time, and said: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see the sunshine of this land in this life, all of this is thanks to you, your kindness, I will definitely remember it in my heart, and do my best to repay it." ”

Since falling into the Fear Half-Plane, she can only enter the Faeron Plane when the moon rises, and when the moon sets, she will be forcibly dragged away, and there will be no chance to see the sun at all.

The Dread Half-Plane is shrouded in fog all year round, although there are changes between day and night, but the day is always cloudy, and the sun is not visible at all, and at night the sky is clear, and the moon phase changes can be clearly seen.

Philansienne has reason to suspect that there is no sun at all in the fear half-plane, and the so-called daytime is only the afterglow of the sun, just like the light of the moon, after all, it is just a half-plane with unsound laws.

"When the teacher said this, I will see the outside, and there are still many places where I need to rely on the teacher in the future." Gavin also had a heartfelt joy, he didn't expect that this time the plan would go so smoothly.

Not only kicked the Dusan Witch and the Nightmare Dream into the Half-Plane of Fear, but also rescued Philancini from the predicament, which meant that he had another trump card in his hand.

He finally saw Philanciene's face clearly, and in one sentence, Gavin did not show even a trace of disappointment in his heart, and there was a feeling that it should have been so.

Anyone who has experience knows that when you know someone, it starts with them wearing a mask or veil.

When the other party takes off the covering, there is often a moment of loss, even if the other party's appearance is far on the horizontal line.

Because when the other party is looming, they often make up for it according to their own imagination, and people's imagination is extremely powerful and surpasses reality.

When the contrast exists, the feeling of loss will arise, which is also the origin of the term back killer, their positive is not necessarily ugly to the extreme, but it may not match the beauty shown by the back.

Philansini perfectly matched Gavin's imagination, her facial features were delicate and beautiful, every eyebrow and hair strand seemed to have been carefully groomed, but there was no trace of makeup, as if she was born like this, and those bright eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making people dare not look directly.

Her dreamlike aura did not disappear with the withdrawal of the power of the terrifying half-plane, but still accompanied her, which made her look a little unreal, as if in the next second, she would dissipate with the wind and melt into the mist again, making Gavin involuntarily have an urge to hold her firmly and refuse to let go.

"Then let's have a good time working together." Philansienne was no longer polite, and happily stretched out her right hand, slender and slender, giving people a crystal clear feeling.

"It's a pleasure to work with." Gavin held the other party's soft little hand, and found that he seemed to be a little psychologically unbalanced because the other party was out of trouble, because this meant that she was no longer the only one of the other party, and she would have her own will to do what she wanted to do because she was free, and she didn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two parties.

But I forgot that the relationship was abnormal.

Mutual cooperation and taking what each needs is the normal way to get along.

After thinking about it, Gavin immediately adjusted his mentality and asked, "Teacher, what are your plans for the next step?" ”

"If I could, I would like to think that both the Dragon Oak Dream and the Totem Dream will turn around and continue to study the Dream Realm in preparation for the counterattack of the Fear Half-Plane." Philansieni replied without thinking.

"Fear of a half-plane counterattack?" Gavin asked, surprised, "Haven't you completely shaken off the Half-Plane of Fear?" ”

"Just now I just took the opportunity to extract most of the power eroded by the Dread Half-Plane in my body, but this method can only give me more time to act in the physical plane, but there is no way to completely cut off the connection between me and the Dread Half-Plane."

Philansienne replied with a flat expression, "Now I still can't use teleportation spells at will, let alone die, because there is a high chance that I will enter the Half-Plane of Fear again."

This is the most unusual thing about the Half-Plane of Fear, as long as you get involved with it, there is no way to get rid of it completely.

My entanglement with it is just beginning until I am swallowed by it, or I destroy it. ”

"I see." I don't know why, after listening to this explanation, Gavin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Because this means that he is still irreplaceable for Philancini in some aspects, at least in the study of dreams, if he has his own help, it will be much more convenient.

After thinking about it for a while, Gavin continued to ask: "Whether it is visiting the Dragon Oak Dream or the Totem Dream Land, it is a trivial matter, but both dreams have their own uniqueness, and it is difficult for the teacher to replicate them, and the teacher should think more about what kind of dream to create?" Who is the main bearer of this dream? Which group are you going to target? ”

Philansienne thought about it for a moment, and finally shook her head and said: "I haven't considered this issue yet, and I don't have a good direction, in this area, your expertise is stronger, do you have any good suggestions for my reference?" ”

"The teacher's best skill is arcane, so you should start from there." Gavin's reaction speed is not ordinarily fast, "And dreams are never a one-person thing, the more people there are, the more advantageous, I plan to establish a magic academy in my territory, to teach various magic skills, to tap the magic talents of the territory residents, but lack a leader, I don't know if the teacher is interested in this matter." ”

Building his own spellcaster training system is an inevitable trend in the development of the territory, and Gavin has long been willing to do it, but he lacks talents in this area, and not everyone is qualified to become the head of a spell academy.

If Philanciene was willing, she was qualified enough and worthy of his huge investment of energy and money, and as for whether the other party was training an arcane or a mage, it didn't make much difference to Gavin.

And Philansinee is not an ordinary arcanist, she has a very wide range of knowledge, not only in arcane and spells, but also in psychic spells, at least below the legendary level. (End of chapter)