"Herald!"

Shi Na put away the smile on his face, his face was solemn, and Ju Gangyuan was in his throat.

"In the future, the work of exploration will be done by the cultivators. ”

"All ships, full speed ahead, no more stops!"

Hearing this, all the people on the ship rushed to the place where the voice sounded, clasped their hands into fists, and said in unison: "Obey!"

"Hmph. ”

Shi Nao snorted coldly, dissipated the vitality in his throat, and whispered to himself: "I don't believe that if I find the end of this river, I won't find those barbarians." ”

On that day, all the scouts scattered along the river were called back to the ships parked on the river.

Then, dozens of tall ships, carrying nearly 100,000 soldiers from the Western Wilderness, broke through the calm water and began to move at great speed.

To the west of the Saiwai, to the north of the foreign land, on the shore of the sea.

Snow-covered peaks float on the vast sea.

The extremely cold temperature froze a qiē on the riverbank.

There are no forests, no meadows, and on the banks of the river is a world of ice and snow that dazzles your eyes in the sun.

A huge temple made entirely of ice, nestled in a world of ice and ice.

The white temple made of ice and snow has only one door, but many windows.

But both the doors and the windows are always open.

From the open doors and windows, you can clearly see inside the temple. There was not a glimmer of light, only a silent darkness.

The darkness in the temple has lasted for more than 3,000 years.

Now, in the midst of such darkness, there is a sudden light on.

The source of light is a fire, a silver fire.

Heavy breathing, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, came out of the temple made of snow.

"Phew!!"

A crisp loud bang. The snow-white temple shook suddenly. Countless cracks like spider webs spread across the white temple.

Every crack widened rapidly, and the temple made of snow. It collapsed quickly.

A massive body emerges from the crumbling snow slag. Its silhouette is revealed.

This body is extremely huge. When it rushed out of the ground, it completely covered the blue sky above the river bank.

Pitch black shadows. It covers a ten-mile radius of ground.

On the back of this body are a pair of fleshy wings that are as wide as snow, but as white as snow, and shaped like bat wings.

This body is snow-white and has a dragon-like head, but the edge of the dragon's mouth is full of sharp teeth interlaced with canine teeth, and the dragon's head's right eye is burning with an inextinguishable silver flame.

The left eye of this dragon head was tightly closed, and the scar that crossed half of the dragon's face and extended to the dragon's body split the left eye in two.

The dragon's body is huge, more than 100,000 meters long, and the coercion that inadvertently emanates from the dragon's body will be smashed into pieces in the river shrouded by its figure, and all the icebergs floating in the river water.

The dragon stretched out its wings, twisted its snake-like body, and turned the dragon's head to the west, opening its fang-strewn mouth.

"Woo!!!"

The powerful and incomparable coercion carried the breath of the king left behind in the ancient times, accompanied by the loud and piercing dragon roar, and spread to the extreme west of the foreign land.

Passed on, another shore near the sea.

The bright sunlight shines on the beach, emitting a dazzling golden glow.

Everywhere you look, there are coconut and banana trees that have already borne fruit, as well as colorful seashells and small turtles that climb on the golden sand.

Built of pure gold, the majestic palace stands on a golden sandy beach.

Many exotic people, respectfully holding tributes in their hands and looking significantly different from those of the Orientals, kept going in and out of the palace.

The golden color and mellow taste of the sake are made by taking the brain marrow of whale beasts from the sea using a huge amount of manpower.

This kind of wine is highly poisonous to ordinary people, but to some trolls who have survived for millions of years, it is an extremely delicious elixir.

Holding a two-meter-high cup filled with golden wine, Zeus sat on a purple silk cushion, his face as calm as usual.

He brought the rim of his glass closer to his thin, reddish lips, but stopped again.

He frowned slightly, and put down the wine that had already been handed to his lips.

He stood up and left the silk pad under his buttocks, his tall body that made the temple tremble with every step.

In the main hall, Ben was holding a large number of offerings, and all the people in the foreign land who were walking towards Zeus scattered in panic to hide.

Zeus, who didn't care about the creatures fleeing under his feet, frowned slightly, and walked to the door of the palace without hurrying.

Most of the people who were unfortunately stepped on by it turned into blood, and those who survived also became disabled with broken hands and feet.

The wounded, enduring severe pain, covered their mouths with their hands and did not dare to shout.

The dead are reduced to scum, and there is no need to shout.

Only those who are about to die, but not yet dead, will open their mouths and scream loudly.

Zeus likes to be quiet and does not like to be noisy.

As soon as he heard the screams of people, he would subconsciously drag the soles of his feet and crush the screamers into bloody mud.

He walked out of a series of blood-colored footprints on the gilded marble and came to the door of the palace.

He stopped, straightened the purple belt around his waist with both hands, and struck the skirt that covered his lower body with his palms before he straightened up and walked out of the temple gate.

The warm sunlight shone on his naked upper body, and under the bronzed skin, golden streaks faintly appeared.

Zeus raised his head and stared straight at the sun in the sky, his gaze to the far east.

He stepped over the steps and stepped on the golden sand, the blood sticking to the soles of his feet gradually soaking the grains of sand around his soles.

He opened his mouth, and his already frowning brow gradually relaxed.

"Tiphoos?"

"You have been silent for more than 4,600 years, and now you have finally woken up. ”

"Then our God will finally be free. ”

Zeus curled the corners of his mouth slightly and lowered his head slightly.

He looked around the soles of his feet, soaked in blood, and the brown sand appeared, and the angle of his mouth curled up more and more obviously.

"Those in the East. ”

"Those, the strongest enemies of our demon clan. ”

Zeus's eyes widened slightly, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Crackle!"

In two crisp sounds, Zeus's hands were surrounded by golden wires, and blue bloodshot covered his eyes.

He restrained the smile on his face and said in a deep voice: "This time, we must kill you all!"

"Terran, why should you be above the hundred races!?"

"This time, we must take back the land that belongs to us, and make it a paradise for all beings, just like here!"

"Become, Garden of the Gods!" (To be continued......

PS: Hmm.

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