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It wasn't too hard to follow Edward, because the wyvern was slow. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the Wèn Aishang Novel Network biquge.info))

It seems that even the heroic technique blessed on the body can't dispel the fear that the things that drove it out of Lao Cao put on it. And everywhere it passes, woodlands, streams, and even muddy swamps, there is a faint road that can be passed, although it is rugged, but not particularly difficult.

Of course, for Edward, it was not unthinkable for Edward to bless the dragon with a courage-boosting magic that would make it change its mind...... Rather, letting these guys follow behind was something he had calculated from the beginning.

But when it comes to the so-called 'labyrinth of Pan'...... The name sounds like a colloquial name for an ancient ruin. If you relate to the words of the so-called 'elven ruins' that were squeezed from the minds of those city guards before, the former hunter immediately felt that some of his brains began to spin rapidly.

Compared to this, it is obvious that a lair of a flying dragon that will not escape is no longer of much value - not to mention, the reason why the flying dragon will flee from its home is because of the change in magic caused by this illusion.

Picking up grass and beating rabbits, by the way.

Of course, ruins or labyrinths...... If you want to explore, you must have some cannon fodder, but if you don't show your strength, then the dominance is naturally not in your hands. Since the strength of those guys is not reliable, it is a very important consideration to be able to control manpower at a critical time.

"It doesn't seem to be as mysterious as they say it is, is it? But Edward, your cousin is really amazing. ”

The afternoon sun sprinkled on the ground covered with dead branches and rotting leaves, and when the footsteps stepped by, the light of the surrounding trees was constantly changing, and the light and shadow of the sky were rendered in a refreshing golden color in the woodland. Miss Lisa walked mischievously backwards—half of the elven blood in her body seemed to give her the ability to move freely in the woodland, even if she kept staring into Edward's eyes like this. She could also jump over the low trees with ease.

"What do you mean, you think you should be gentler with them?" Edward snapped off a dead branch that blocked his view. Judging the direction of the dragon in the sky.

"No, it just feels like you're a little ...... It became powerful. Very imposing, very imposing, not as cautious as before. The little girl smiled and glanced behind her. Those who pulled away in fear: "I thought. You will definitely agree to their employment, and then take the opportunity to follow them into that labyrinth, not only to get the money, but also to save yourself to lead the way. ”

Edward frowned, wanting to say something, but saw the female paladin beside him nodding thoughtfully. So in the end, he could only shake his head and stop discussing the issue.

In fact, what he did just now was just arbitrary, just because he didn't really care about those two strange guys.

Even from the eyes of an adventurer. Their strength was also very weak—a dozen of them, just the rank of a few soldiers, and the mage, who called it formal, was a little reluctant—such an opponent, not to mention two companions, and a wyvern fleeting formation, even Edward himself could be a head-on hostile opponent. Kill the light.

Or, that's when the power becomes stronger. One of the appendages generated?

"But that's not bad, it's fun to see those guys look like they're enemies. Even though he didn't get an answer, the half-elf continued disappreciatively.

Or, for this qiē thing, she didn't care much in the first place...... Whether it's war, magic, or treasure, it's just a fun game.

"The reason for their nervousness is not necessarily just Edward. The holy knight's gaze swept slightly over the little count who was following the mage and trudging hard: "The Elector he is talking about...... It is a high title within the empire, directly under the emperor, one of the nine families. Although time is enough to erase the glory of any family, even now, these nine families still occupy a pivotal position in the power of the empire......"

"So, he may be a member of the family of a real big man, but why would such a person go to risk himself and run to a place where such a bird does not lay eggs?"

"Edward, you're a countryman...... Haven't you heard of the legends of the empire before?" The paladin simply nodded to Edward's question, but before she could speak, the half-elf couldn't wait to interject: "That little ghost, didn't you mention just now, they are looking for, the 'Labyrinth of the Pan God', that is one of the many legends of their founding emperor, Isgandar, that is, the last puzzle in his life." ”

"But what does this have to do with them?"

Edward frowned - he didn't know much about the so-called Millennium Emperor, but vaguely heard that he was a promising and ambitious monarch who had almost unified one side of the continent. But he died on his journey.

"Legend has it that Iskandar was able to dominate the continent...... It was this king who had attained the power of God. Elena whispered, "It was the power of the gods that forged the invincible army that swept half the continent. Let him go from being the king of a small country to the leader of the world. ”

"The power of God? The most unreliable version I've heard is nothing more than a revelation from God?"

Edward tugged at the corners of his mouth...... Out of an inexplicable resistance, in the first fourteen or fifteen years of his life, he generally did not have much interest in legends, myths, stories, and the like if they involved gods, and he also heard very little of the legends of this empire in the desolate place of Xifengyi: "Every emperor seems to play this trick and claim that he has been blessed by a god. The power of God is such a thing...... How to say, when you are prosperous, they will flock to you, 'if God helps,' but once you lose power......"

"No, it's the power of more than one god, it is said, there are many. Elena said.

"Legend has it that Iskandar became the 'Chosen One' of several gods, but the source of his power is varied, some say that it was the blessing of the gods that gave him the power to slaughter cities and destroy countries in the blink of an eye, while others say that it was a set of armor and weapons blessed by the gods. Wear it. can make tens of thousands of troops bow down and be invincible. ”

Edward nodded,

Rumored. The emperor eventually amassed an army of over a million, and as the empire continued to expand. More and more people are carrying their own hopes. Or ambition. Join the mighty expedition.

Such a huge army, like a huge monster, is constantly moving forward on the continent, constantly moving forward...... But just as a man who is too fat will be crushed by his own weight, there will inevitably be all kinds of discordant noises in the already huge expedition. Of course, this can be said to be a convention, a well-founded rule to follow -

And what happened to those monarchs in Isgundar and Edward's memories is not much different.

"Over time. The warriors who first followed Iskandar either because of conquest or because of old age. Gradually, leaving his side, the newly replenished blood did not come much close to their core, their emperor, because of the large body, and therefore was not soaked in his faith. Elena whispered, a rhythmic voice that seemed to be taken from a period of history: "More and more people are bewildered by the prosperity of the empire in front of them, bound by their longing for their homeland, and afraid of their never-ending conquest for the future. Lost hope of moving on on on his own...... So the pace of the empire began to slow down. Constant victories supported its final charge, however, there was only a fragile glimmer left. ”

And the rest, as even Edward knew, was a tragedy.

After thirty-six years of expansion of the Empire, the Empire's military peak finally advanced into the Central Mountains...... The gods created zào, but even the gods had to sigh and cower, the barbaric moat.

Dragons, orcs, monsters, and the impassable realm formed the desperate bulwark of the expedition, and the invincible army could not advance an inch in the home of the rocks and beasts for three years...... The soul of the soldier, stripped of by the labyrinthine valley, wails out of endless misery......

The day of conquest was never far away, and doubts began to arise about Iskandar's hopes. More than a third of the soldiers refused to fight, and most wanted to go back alive to see their fathers, wives and children, and to see their hometowns.

For various reasons, all the imperial electors ...... The thirteen generals, who had initially followed the emperor in his army, began to oppose Isgandar's idea of moving on.

Yes, it is difficult for the bird to know the ambition of the bird, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the emperor's conquest should be enough, enough, big enough.

An empire needs as many lands as a king, as many people as it wants...... Can you fill the abyss of **?

With the gradual departure of his followers, even Isgandar was helpless, he could not force his soldiers to fight for themselves, and he could not force them to give their hopes for the sake of his hopes. In the end, the Millennium Emperor, under the advice of the consuls, decided to halt his march, so that the empire's territory would eventually stop at the number of 56 provinces, and stay at ...... Before that mountain.

For an emperor, for a careerist, this is undoubtedly the most painful blow, a greater defeat than any failure.

"It is rumored that Iskandar, who has never been sick in his life, fell ill in depression because of this blow, and the continuous high fever made him extremely weak in a very short period of time - every qiē power seemed to have left him, and any magic, magic, potions, even direct intervention from divine power had no effect on him, and finally, after 13 days of high fever, Iskandar died without even leaving his will. ”

"What a strange way to die...... Actually, I should say that God abandoned him, right?"

In this world, the poor quality medical care and living environment make people's life expectancy relatively short, and ordinary serfs may be killed by heavy labor at the age of 30...... The freedmen would drain their life force by the age of fifty or so, and the nobles could have lived a relatively long life because of their affluent living conditions, but the greed for meat and the disdain for vegetables, as well as all kinds of pleasure-seeking stimuli, also stole their time like the devil, alcohol, beauty, hunting, and even the relatively simple imperial nobles lived only ten years longer than the commoners. But the guys in high positions are not the same, under the effect of divine magic, they will no longer get sick lightly, and even if they are injured, they can heal quickly. So if nothing else. There is absolutely no problem in living a ** ten years old......

As for what depression to say, fever...... Or modern medicine can't do anything about it, but in this world. In the face of divine power and magic, this is not a problem at all.

What about divine power? What about the prayer technique in magic? An emperor who has conquered half of the continent is unwilling to live without a few high-level divine servants. A few Arcane Masters. As long as you make a prayer, even the curse of the devil can be dissolved lightly, let alone a momentary blow, causing a decadence?

Unless, those who are in charge of these powers, don't want to care at all.

"The account here is vague and the most ......vague," the paladin shook his head, "Isgandar has no particular faith. He did not rely on the power of the temple, and the only one who could make a record for him was his own historian, so even if it was a temple, there were only official articles. ”

"The world is out of my generation, as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, Huang Tu is talking and laughing, and it is better than a drunken ...... in life"

Edward looked up. Suddenly, I felt a layer of depression in my heart - the end of this emperor was not an omen. What can mortals pursue, the end of power?

"Huh, what are you talking about? Like...... It's beautiful. Elena paused to explain, she didn't understand the meaning of the words, but she seemed to hear the exclamation...... That faint boredom made her a little intoxicated.

"It's just verses from ancient languages. ”

The girl's question made Edward raise an eyebrow, and his pace of movement slowed down—for the sparse jungle had come to an end, and the clouds drifting in the sky were gradually spreading into a gray mist, and the dead leaves piled up on the ground were gradually replaced by a viscous stucco, and the wind had a faint, rotting stench.

The rest of the matter, it seems unnecessary to ask again, because that is the same collapse,

The empire that had lost its owner was torn apart in an instant, with more than three-quarters of the provinces declaring their independence, and even a small number of provincial governors fighting each other to expand their territory. In the end, the remaining kingdoms on the continent were formed, and Iskandar's generals finally established a new king in the emperor's hometown - Illyria, the original site of the empire, and formed a new empire together with the remaining 23 provinces, and said that they would inherit Isgandar's last wish, but all they could do was to stick to the northeastern corner of the continent......

That was the end of it...... Iskandar's ambitions.

"The guidance of the gods, or the darkness of the human heart, the power possessed by Isgandar, became a source of terror, and so, after deliberation, the thirteen families sealed this powerful power and gave the keys to nine of them for safekeeping, and the place where these powers were kept was the labyrinth of the god Pan. ”

After a pause, the half-elf broke the silence between the two and continued to explain, "Legend has it that there is a labyrinth that can only be entered by the direct descendants of the thirteen emperor electors, and in order to gain the recognition of the gods, you need to solve the riddle of the gods...... It is known as one of the most public and mysterious legends in the empire, the legacy of Isgandar, and for hundreds of years, it is unknown how many people have chosen to challenge it, but in the end, nothing has been found. ”

"So, this legacy is now in front of us? ”

Edward stopped and noticed that the wyvern in the sky was slowly falling...... In front of him, he had obviously not yet entered the swamp area, and he should not have reached the lair of the wyvern where he wanted to go.

But in the woods ahead, it was obvious that a barrier had appeared.

In the eyes of ordinary people. It was a gloomy forest, with decaying leaves on the ground, muddy black soil scattered and mottled with shrubs and sagetails.

But in Edward's eyes......

The view was cut off a few dozen paces away, and the vague path split in two between the woodlands—cut off by a translucent wall of energy that was constantly swimming, and the wall of air currents stretched outward in a hemispherical shape, enveloping a vast circular area with no end in sight, and those invisible, lilac air currents surged in the wall area, and subtle lightning streams appeared on the wall from time to time.

"It's here...... We've arrived!"

The little nobleman who had been following the group let out a cheer of joy, and no longer heeding his fear of Edward, he rushed straight past him and towards the wall.

Or, the so-called bloodline, it is at this time that it will come into play.

A storm suddenly swept up in the woodland, scattering dead branches and dirt, but in the blink of an eye, the scenery in the woodland separated to the sides as if a set had been lifted......

The scenery behind the barricade does not seem to be much different from the previous section, except that behind the originally sparse woodland, a flat meadow has been extended. It's just that the untended ones have covered them with thorns and shrubs, and farther away there are traces of man-made buildings, such as some broken stone pillars or broken walls, but basically, they have also collapsed and mostly submerged between the low trees and waist-deep grass, except for a cracked street that stretches out into the distance between the wreckage of the houses, disappearing from the end of sight.

So, following the crowd of cheers and rushing forward, Edward stepped over the invisible barrier,

He tilted his head to look to the side, and the ancient war murals painted on the collapsed walls around him caught his attention a little.

Lowering his gaze slightly, he put his hand on a collapsed stone wall, caressing the uneven surface along the rock, the rough touch responded to a sense of historical heaviness - a heavy feeling, as if his gaze traveled back thousands of years ago, a king, with his subordinates, his knights, walking in this once glorious complex,

“...... He was supposed to be a great emperor, but he would eventually be tempted by the devil to sacrifice all of his qiē...... If you use the sword, you will surely die by the sword, and the end of the murderer will be killed, and the one who releases the demon will be devoured by the demon, and the unbeliever will ...... In the end, there will be a price to pay for blood. ”

He cast a discernment spell, then gently recited the ancient words on the stone: "The future should be a fragment of chaos, and no matter what, his ambition will not be realized...... On the other end of fate, it will bring a qiē to balance. (To be continued......)

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