The surging flood inundated the entire south bank, creating a curtain of water between the wide ravines.

But the Bagis withdrew in time. They moved quickly and in an orderly manner, and as they passed the huge collapse in the center of the long bridge, they all cast their adoring eyes on Qi Lang. The bridge deck is 10 meters thick, and as you can see from the fractures, the entire Tianlong Bridge is made of the same strong and tough metal. The power of that sword can be imagined, but luckily Rebens blocked some of it, otherwise even if those fleshy heads finally showed kindness, the bridge was already destroyed, and they would probably all die in this flood that was enough to engulf everything.

At present, Dawu Mountain has completely become a settlement between humans and Baji. It's just that the two camps are clearly divided. Near the top of the mountain, the cautious Spirals and Rangers were still on guard, after all, they had just fought a battle to the death, and the hatred had been lingering. In addition, on the high spire, the noble Prince Marcus is writing a book that depicts the shocking catastrophe before him, and his safety needs to be guaranteed.

Outside the high walls, the Bagets sat in a heap of grass on the left and a heap on the right, mostly still bowing to the sky, praying that the disaster would pass soon.

At the junction of the two camps, there are also some curious creatures making contact with each other, such as Lancey and his petite mother, Tia, who are chatting with several bear-headed Baggis. The giants of the Lov tribe may be closer to Bhaji in their way of thinking, and for them, the battle is over, and the past grievances are written off. Even if more than forty giant warriors all died heroically in this battle. The mother and son didn't care. Lancer seems to have said that. The life of giants is generally short, as if forty or fifty years old is already considered longevity, which makes them look at life and death more lightly, and grasping the present is the most important attitude they should have towards life.

If it weren't for the general hostility of the human warriors, those bages would have been very happy to communicate with humans. There was not much room for them to think about it, and the war was like a game to them, just a ponya with more contestants. In their opinion, those fleshy heads. Or the noble Baghi, who will die, and as a warrior, it is a pride to be able to die in battle, and not die in a hospital bed.

The wild donkey's head, Soxi, kept jumping up and down to find someone to talk to. His survival is also legendary, as he sprinted into the first line of defense of six groups of warriors when Badge attacked, and his chosen attack was none other than his compatriot Parry. As expected, he was sent flying in just one spot, and was planted unusually gorgeously into the raging current. But fortunately, a broken bridge railing hung on his armor. For a long time after that, he hung in the air in a daze, missing a lot of good plays. When the tide poured in, and all the Buckies retreated to the north shore as quickly as possible, he was almost left behind, but thanks to the bright-eyed Schukin spotting the wild donkey halfway through, Gulf and Parry worked together to save him. At this time, he had been looking for Gulf, and in his own words, the nervous meat ball was a good man, and he had made this friend.

But at this moment, Gulf didn't have time to talk to him, not because he was worried that chatting with the wild donkey would lower his IQ, but because Gurf had serious things to do. He followed Qi Lang, took out the style of a fearless warrior, sat down in front of a rock, and negotiated with the mighty Rebens.

"That's all we know," Gila summed up all the descriptions of the catastrophe that had been given to him, and confessed to Rebens without reservation, "and now we want to hear what this catastrophe needs to be solved in the prophecy of your Creator of Baji."

Rebens' face was still cloudy, and he hadn't even said a word of thanks since he accepted the suggestion to escape and led most of Baji's troops to escape here, which was probably what distinguished him from his subordinates as Baji's supreme commander. But it was clear that he was also well aware that this catastrophe was inevitable and that he had to share unreservedly what he had.

"It was a piece of writing written on a metal plate that has remained in our Baji Temple. "It's probably been so long ago that the handwriting on it is a little blurry." When Adam the Lion King was alive, I saw it once, and it was written in a strange language, not a ghost language, not a Middle-earth language, not any language in our current world. It was like a book from heaven, extremely sacred, but it was a pity that it was left on the continent of Beruwa, and no one could find it or look at it. ”

"Could it be some nonsense?" Gulf interjected at this point, "You also know that there are a lot of swaggering guys in this world, and they will just make some mysterious things to deceive people, cheat people, cheat money, and make you a poor bastard. ”

Rebens glanced at Gulf, but didn't answer, apparently believing that the pock-faced warrior couldn't get the point. "Our lion king, Adam, said that he had entered into a dream, and in that dream he had met strange people, who looked like you with fleshy heads, but who seemed to be shorter, and who were dressed completely differently from you. They explained a few things to Adam, especially the importance of the book from heaven, and according to Adam's recollection, they were talking about how to avoid this disaster!"

Jira's eyes lit up for a while, and he shouted excitedly at Qi Lang, "Those people may be the same kind of people as the Homo sapiens you met in the Temple of Babel, and they must know the ultimate escape method of the Dao." Then he turned back to Rebens and said, "What did those men say, and what did your lion king Adam say?"

Rebens shook his head: "It's a pity that after he came out of that dream, those things were basically forgotten by him." ”

"Are you kidding?!" Jira almost jumped in anger, "how could he forget something so important?"

Rebens was unmoved: "That's a normal thing, if anyone is surrounded by hundreds of concubines all day long, he can't hold anything in his head at all, only pleasure." That's why I've long stressed to my warriors the importance of abstinence, and that human rules are worth adopting in some cases, such as monogamy. ”

When Rebens said this, Mi Rong and Joanna looked at Qi Lang in unison.

But Qi Lang's attention was not there, he reached out and pressed Jira's shoulder, and continued to ask, "I heard Parry say that you have ever deciphered those handwritings?"

Rebens nodded: "That is much more ancient, about two or three hundred years ago, when the disaster just befell the Beluwa continent, our ancestors used to mobilize all the bhargi to carefully study the Book of Heaven. No one could make out the handwriting, except for the last remaining orangutan Baji. It is said that the orangutan clan is the oldest baji, and he has little fighting power, but he is more than a wise man, so there should be some truth in what he said. ”

Hope was ignited again, Qi Lang hurriedly asked: "What is the specific content, you should know something, right?"

According to rumors, he only recognized a few words at the time, and we can't say for sure whether they were correct or not. "Powerful energy, the pinnacle of the worldly realm, pious prayers, a gate to the stars...... That's all. The handwriting on it was a little blurry, and there was only so much he could recognize. So he strung those meanings together, and it became our Baji's creed - to become the supreme power in this world, to open the door to the stars with prayer, and to lead the entire world to escape disaster. ”

Several Terran warriors present fell silent, Rebens's explanation seemed a bit far-fetched, and it turned out that it was not valid at all, Rebens was already the supreme powerhouse in this world, but his prayers did not seem to be exchanged for the protection of the gods. It's a pity that the metal plate engraved with the handwriting has been lost, and the truth is impossible to investigate.

"I'll probably have to hand over this responsibility to you, the formidable King of Zonghao. Rebens finally broke the silence, and when he said this, he looked a little depressed, "I, Rebens, have not become the supreme powerhouse in this world, you are, you are the most powerful, I am willing to bow down." ”

Qi Lang shook his head sadly: "Xie Lu thanks you for your compliment, but in fact, I am not as powerful as you say......"

Qi Lang hadn't finished his words before he was rudely interrupted by Rebens.

"I can't help you with anything else. He stood up and sorted out the various weapons he was carrying, "I have to rush back with my warriors and return to the Arragian Forest, where we still have hundreds of thousands of compatriots to take care of—even if this world is really going to perish, we will all have to die together." ”

Rebens beckoned, and several tiger-headed Buggys ran up, and after being instructed by Rebens, he turned around and ran away. The Baji warriors immediately assembled in an orderly manner and prepared to retreat to the southwest.

"I look forward to your good news. Rebens had already taken a proud step. But before leaving, he still looked back at Qi Lang, his eyes were full of creepy reluctance: "But I must remind you that the battle between us is definitely not over, one day, we will meet again." ”

Qi Lang nodded with a straight face: "I accept your offer, but I hope it's just a duel between the two of us, and the others are just spectators." (To be continued......)