At the end of the long corridor, the dark blue flames beat uneasily, and the firelight illuminated a messy ground, the ground was torn apart by some terrible force, large and small rubble was scattered all over the ground, and the surrounding stone walls were also damaged to varying degrees, and the cracked cracks were densely packed and criss-crossed together, extremely shocking, as if they had experienced a rare apocalyptic storm. And the culprit of all this is naturally the man in the hat who turned into a metal monster, after a long period of catharsis, this metal monster finally stopped, silently leaning on the steep stone wall on one side, his blood-red eyes were closed, his turbid and low breathing was like thunder, and his hideous and rough steel face was filled with a thick tiredness, as if he was asleep......

At the other end of the cloister, faintly melted into the deep darkness, where the sound of unhurried footsteps sounded softly and faintly, and the sound of the heel striking the ground sounded elegant and light, and the short, fixed frequency made it easy to ignore the approaching danger.

However, in such a dead environment, the slightest sound can seem a little abrupt, especially in the ears of some extremely alert beasts.

The metal monster's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the tiredness on its face disappeared in an instant, and two huge red vertical pupils rolled up and down, left and right in the narrow eye sockets, and finally froze in the direction where the footsteps came.

The beast's latent sense of crisis caused the soul power around the metal monster to be released, and a huge sense of oppression like a tidal wave descended, viscously enveloping the area around the monster, the area that belonged to the territory in his concept, this was a warning, a warning to the comer, crossing that area would mean provoking his bottom line.

"It's really terrifying soul power, that posture is the ultimate body obtained after forcibly awakening the [Heavenly Soul] with medicine, right?"

The footsteps stopped abruptly on the edge of the release of the metal monster's soul power, and a slender figure stood quietly in the erratic firelight with a delicate black cane, the black top hat was pressed very low, blocking most of the faces of the visitors, but from the low and magnetic voice, it could still be heard that the person was a middle-aged man, dressed in an elegant black dress neatly groomed, without any wrinkles, like a gentleman passing by on the way to a ball, and the gentle aristocratic temperament spread faintly in the air with the vague ambergris。

However, in the subconscious of the metal monster, the slender figure was an extremely dangerous existence, like a beast smelling the scent of a hunter, anxious and manic, and the low roar of anger echoed in the long corridor.

"It's really pitiful, did it take this ultimate power to save your life?" the man raised his head slightly, revealing his chin covered with cyan stubble, and there was a slightly mocking expression of regret on his faintly revealed face, "It's just that even my soul has been abandoned, what's the point of having that hideous body?"

As if he understood the man's words, the metal monster became more and more irritable, jumped up from the ground, and his heavy body fell fiercely ten steps away from the man, the metal monster seemed to be quite jealous of the man, and did not rush directly as recklessly as before, the two red vertical pupils were tightly locked, as if looking at the man who accidentally broke in, the silver skin glowed with a strange metallic luster in the firelight, and the roar from time to time was more loud and high-pitched, as if he wanted to drive away the intruder, but at the same time, the instinct of the creature made him afraid of this unknown man, and he did not dare to act rashly。

"It's really rare! In this posture, you can still retain the instinct of an animal? and you have not completely become a killing machine?" The man looked at the strange behavior of the monster, and while calmly stepping into the edge of the monster's release of soul power, he said contemptuously and defiantly, "Are you instinctively afraid of me, or are you afraid of the soul power surging in my body? It's really strange, why are you still afraid when you have no soul?"

The man's further provocation finally angered the metal monster, and the roar that erupted in vain in the corridor shook the earth, and the monster's metal-covered body emitted a faint metal trill, and the barbs that pierced the metal skin bounced up one after another, and some indescribable force was converging towards the hideous body. Between the lightning and flint, a metal iron fist of almost the same size as the man's body suddenly fell from the sky, with a tumbling hurricane, tearing through the dull air, and swept in.

"I'm sorry!"

The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, and a soul power more domineering and violent than a monster exploded from under his slender body, and the ground under his feet was dented into a terrifying crater in an instant, and one of his seemingly careless raised hands lightly caught the heavy steel punch that fell like a meteorite, and the dust and gravel were rolled up by the two soul forces that were stirring around him, and the whirling hurricane rolled in the air.

"It seems that I was wrong, you don't have the emotion of being afraid, a monster without a soul, since you have lost all your emotions, then feel the pain that only living beings can experience before you die!"

"Chronicles of the Ancients?" In the small space, Wren and the others looked at each other.

"Well, it records the history of the wizarding world before the birth of the world as we know it, and the 'historical records' left by the legendary gods. Arya tried her best to restrain her excited voice, but she could still detect some kind of shock in her watery eyes.

"God ......" Wren's eyes trembled faintly, for some reason, a strange and mysterious feeling rose in his heart, as if something very familiar and very familiar was lingering in his mind, but it was unusually hazy and illusory, as if the light of the stars was very far away from him, so far away that he couldn't reach it, and he couldn't even discern what it was, but that feeling made him inexplicably feel that this was a 'historical record' left by God He may be inextricably linked, and some terrible secrets may lurk behind the chaos......

The gears of fate have begun to turn, and the door to that familiar and strange world is slowly opening......

"Is there a history of God? what is written on it?" Eisen lowered his eyes, and a thought similar to Wren's flashed through his mind.

"Huh, it seems that none of you know the Ancient Chronicles?" Seeing that everyone's expressions were as shocked as when Arya first heard them from his mouth before, the silver wolf couldn't help but be a little suspicious, "Although as far as I know, the Ancient Chronicles were listed as a banned book thousands of years ago, but in a big family like Troxie, second only to the royal family, there should still be relevant records, right?

"No!" Eisen replied coldly in the face of the silver wolf's questioning gaze.

"Then I'll take the trouble to start from the beginning......" Silver Wolf sighed lowly, his loose voice sounding a little helpless, "The story is a bit long, you have to be patient......"

"Don't talk nonsense......" Bergis interrupted the silver wolf's nonsense with great impatience, his sharp gaze lingering on the long-handled scythe on the side, and he lowered his voice and threatened, "Young Master Ben doesn't have much patience, let's get to the point!"

"Of course!" the silver wolf looked a little embarrassed, his eyes glanced slightly below him, and finally stopped on the silver blade at his throat, pleading with a pitiful expression, "It's just ...... Can you move the blade around my neck a little bit outward, I'm afraid I accidentally cut my throat when I say something exciting, it won't be fun......"

"Humph!" Arya snorted, letting down the blade that was against the silver wolf's throat, "Can you say that now?!".

"Ahem!" the silver wolf stared at Arya's slowly lowered blade, cleared his throat, and spoke like a wandering troubadour, "This Ancient Chronicle records the world before the birth of mankind, to be precise, the world before the birth of human beings in our concept. ”

"What do we mean by human?" Eisen looked at the silver wolf in confusion.

"It is a human who can harness soul power and manipulate the elements, that is, after the birth of the magical world. The silver wolf deliberately raised his tone, and his expression was quite emotional, "Before the birth of the magic world, human beings were extremely humble creatures, they could not perceive their own soul power, let alone manipulate the elements of heaven and earth, not only did they not become the master of the world, but they also needed to constantly face all kinds of threats, and the slightest carelessness would give them their lives." At that time, there was no so-called country, there was no so-called city, the continent was full of the most primitive posture, jungles, mountains, wastelands, all kinds of large beasts were rampant among them, human beings were too weak and small compared to them, the only advantage that could be relied on was the outstanding wisdom of human beings, in the reproduction and evolution from generation to generation, human beings gradually realized the usefulness of flames, created weapons that were enough to resist small beasts, and built a fortress that could resist the impact of large beasts, but even so, human beings still lived a life, Days of Fear ......"

The silver wolf paused deliberately at this point, his raised clear eyes swept over everyone present, and an indescribable pride slowly rose between his eyebrows, as if he had personally experienced that stirring history, and his words gradually became high-pitched and emotional.

"Until, one day, a human tribe discovered a brilliant vein of magic crystals deep in an underground cavern hidden in a valley, and the magical world that continues to this day begins......"