"With current means, there is no way that Chaos can be exploited by humans."

Boom, boom, boom, boom - the sound of the earth's crust being torn apart by brute force resounded in the almost liquid air, and in just a few minutes, it spread half the world.

It's a world of complete darkness.

There are no stars, no sun, the frozen surface is harder than diamonds at absolute temperatures of minus 100 degrees, and the violent cold winds of the shattered continents stir waves in the atmosphere that is about to condense into lumps.

Above the glacier, Priest endured extreme fear and trembling, standing on the only intact piece of ground, and the warrior who had reached the golden realm could already survive in this extreme cold, and he could also see in absolute darkness - so he stared, stared at the glacier in front of him.

The vast glacier that covered the entire world, stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, was now shattered by someone's brute force, and Priest watched as the glacier and the earth's crust were torn apart by a huge iron figure, forming a vast valley that could not see its end, nor knew how deep it was, and its edge disappeared from the horizon, as if tearing the whole world apart.

Perhaps, the world has really been torn apart.

"Priest, don't leave anything to chance, you have to remember everything I say carefully."

A large, low, god-like voice came, and Priest hurriedly lowered his head to show that he was listening, and at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the crust of the earth, which was stronger than steel, was torn into rock shells like pieces of paper in front of the giant god, and then shattered into countless dense dust, merging into the majestic and massive body.

"With all the means and technology we have at our disposal, there is no way that Chaos can be exploited by us."

The titans were eating—they were devouring the world, shattering mountains and smashing them into themselves, and as he spoke, the titans tore apart a massive crust tens of thousands of meters long as he tore off a piece of flesh.

Priest felt the incomparable gravitational disturbance, and his throat squirmed, swallowing his saliva as he saw the massive rock crust that surpassed the highest mountain in the world of Microf turn into a cloud of silver smoke in an instant, and then disappear into the deep, dark mouth of the giant god.

Soon, the rift turned into a deep valley, and the deep valley turned into an abyss, enough to make the vast land inhabited by tens of millions of people like a cake, swallowed up by the giant god one bite at a time, and in the process, his calm voice echoed in the atmosphere.

"I'm just saying this to you, Priest, you're not like everyone else, you're not like the rest of my students, so I have to warn you to be wary of everything that has to do with Chaos."

"Investigate ...... What's the difference, teacher? ”

Even though there was an irrepressible shiver from the shock of fear, Priest was able to calm down - he took a deep breath, pressed the air into his lungs, the extreme cold calmed the young warrior, and then asked loudly, "Why are you saying this to me?" ”

Always be calm and courageous. That's what Priest is good about, and it's why he was able to become a student of Titan.

"Because of the choice. Priest, you are different from your brothers and sisters. Because they choose to stay in the world of Mycrof, they will stay within the empire and become the ones who will be stationed on the side to maintain order and peace. ”

The giant god did not stop eating, he came to this extremely cold frozen planet, just to 'eat' most of the rock crust on the surface, take out the metal core of this planet, as a pastry to replenish the nutrients of the world in the body, the giant god slowly and calmly said: "And you are different. ”

"You chose to be an adventurer who explored distant places, and you chose this path, so you are more likely than them to encounter chaos hidden in the multiverse, and more likely to touch the other side of the world."

Also more likely to keep up with me.

Priest saw that in the dark world, there was a sudden and extremely turbulent storm, as if some huge existence was rapidly stirring the atmosphere, and he used his legs to crush the ice, firmly fixing himself in place like a wedge.

And the next moment, Priest saw that the giant god turned around and looked down at him.

What kind of eyes are they?

Priest is indescribable, indescribable, it is like two tiny suns, the eyes that release infinite light and heat...... But the sun's brilliance was distorted by the invisible gravitational pull, shaping it into a hazy stream of fiery light, which flowed gently along the corners of the titan's eyes, forming regular and mysterious lines on his cheeks.

"Don't take advantage of chaos, don't approach chaos, don't try to control it, don't try to transform it. If you can't destroy it, then seal it as soon as possible, or leave, Chaos and us are such relationships, mortal enemies of each other. ”

Facing the titan god, Priest was silent for a long time, as if immersed in the shock of the other party's infinite power, but just as the giant god turned around, about to end his student's reminder and continue his lunch, Priest opened his mouth like a ghost.

"Even if it's ...... Teacher, you can't do this kind of power? ”

A long silence appeared in the frozen world.

Although there was a faint and undetectable laughter, with a little admiration.

"Even with my emphasis, you still have hope, and I like that...... As for me. ”

The giant god whispered intriguingly, "At least I can say that I'm still working on it now, not giving up." ”

……

Priest suddenly woke up from his dream.

"Damn...... Did you have a nightmare......"

He groaned under his breath, then rolled over from his primitive vine hammock and got up—his head hurting and it was hard to think clearly, and Priest muttered, "No, it's not a nightmare...... It is the teacher's teaching. ”

But he couldn't remember what the specific teachings were.

"Forget it, it's just a dream."

After half a ring, Priest, who had gathered his thoughts, raised his head and looked at the caster of the night watch through the campfire, and the two sides nodded to each other in tacit understanding, without saying anything superfluous.

This is the third day that the Elite Exploration Team has come to the Unknown Otherworld, and it is also the second day that the Elite Exploration Team has temporarily reconciled with the elves who call themselves the 'Lookout Tribe'.

The eastern mountains and hills are undulating, and among the endless forests of fallen leaves and dead branches, there are many underground caverns, and the elves live in the caves closest to the Mother Tree of Life, except for a few high-level ones, and Priest and the others now live in a cleaned, ventilated cavern.

"I don't know when those elves will be able to negotiate and decide whether to cooperate with us or not."

On the other side of the bonfire, the mage on duty in the early morning and night shift closed the magic book in his hand, he sighed, and said helplessly: "These immortals are indeed close relatives of turtles, sluggish and slow-paced. ”

"They'll say yes."

In response, Priest shook his head and said softly, "If they hesitated from the beginning, why did they bother to place our five gold levels next to their own clan?" In this case, even if they strangle us with all their might, they will inevitably suffer losses that they cannot afford—the birth of elves is very difficult. ”

"That's right."

The mage didn't refute or agree seriously, just casually agreed, and then turned his head to look at the sunlight that appeared faintly at the entrance of the cave—beyond the cave, dawn had arrived, and this was the third day they had come to this other world.

At the same time, Priest sighed, recalling the late night scene two days ago.

In the dense forest, nearly a thousand elite elf hunters and sharpshooters surrounded the elite squad of five, under such a battle, even a group of gold-level demonic beasts would probably be hated on the spot, but Priest and the others were five gold-level human professionals who had mastered various combat skills and magic, even if they had not fully mastered their glorious power, it was not that these elves could take it without injury.

Just as everyone confronted nearly a thousand elven hunters, the leader of this group of elves, an elven druid wearing a crown of antlers, appeared in the center of the crowd, and his appearance broke the silent silence between the two sides.

"You ...... Is it human? ”

He asked in surprise, "Isn't it a Chaos Monster?" ”

With such an opening statement as the beginning of the exchange, the follow-up conversation will naturally not be a direct start without a word.

After a tedious and repeated period of questioning and being questioned, the two sides barely ended the confrontation, and both had a rough idea of what was going on on both sides.

For Priest and his party, they knew that these elves in front of them came from a tribe of elves who called themselves 'Lookers', this is an unusually young elven tribe that is no more than three hundred years old, including the leader, they live around a huge tree of life, and use the caves made by the roots of the giant tree as their houses, and live by picking fruits, hunting wild beasts, and going out to sea to fish.

Overall, a very primitive, but very united elven tribe.

And the reason why they ambushed Priest and the others in the first place was because they regarded the team wearing magical armor as otherworldly monsters lurking around their territory.

Just as the eight-legged fungus clan didn't see that Priest and his party were wearing armor and not wrapped in an exoskeleton until the end, the lookout elves who had never seen armor, or even seen such a multi-metal creation, naturally couldn't understand what the 'full-coverage closed magic armor' was, plus the behavior of Priest and his party in order to open a way in the forest, they didn't care about destroying trees, which made the elves believe that this was a group of terrifying otherworldly monsters.

The differences between civilizations, races, and technologies are so great that such near-impossible misunderstandings can arise.

On the other hand, the elves also knew that the five members of the exploration team were shipwrecked because of an accident, and the abnormal changes in the mountains had nothing to do with them - at least after everyone swore an oath, the elves said that they couldn't deny it, and it seemed that they didn't know whether they believed the nonsense or didn't care.

"The sacrificial sacred mountain was originally made of silver and iron, and it was indeed said in the teachings left by the ancestors, but as time passed, the silver and iron rusted, and the wind and sand blew and buried it, and finally turned into a solid rock."

That's what Priest and the others heard, and that's what the antler-clad elf said to them, and it didn't seem to be surprised at all by the restart of the space-time hub.

To be honest, this made the elite team who were like a great enemy extremely puzzled - they also understood that the mountain range where they and the others were just now, that is, the location of the Accra Junction, was the sacrificial mountain in the mouth of the group of elves in front of them, but now that the sacrificial mountain had collapsed, they were not surprised at all, and they were not even a little surprised and panicked.

Do they think that mountain is a holy mountain anymore?!

What is even more strange is the contradiction shown by this group of elves in terms of civilization.

According to Priest's speculation, the elves in this strange world should be the same as them, more than 1,300 years ago, during the final battle of the Shining Age, due to a space-time teleportation error, they should be the descendants of the original elven colonists - but if they were really elven colonists, they would never have become the original appearance of living in the crypt like they are now!

Elves are immortal species, the lifespan of a generation may be longer than that of most human kingdoms, and their knowledge inheritance is far more stable than that of short-lived humans.

Priest had even seen the elves here still using bony arrowheads, and they had lost even their iron skills!

However, for this strange contradiction, these elves have answered some of the doubts for everyone themselves.

"You're curious about the scars on my hands?"

The deercrest elf led by him, at the end of the exchange, when the two sides were not facing each other for the time being, stretched out his arm, he had long noticed that Priest and the others often looked directly at the scar on his right hand, so he smiled open-mindedly: "This is an otherworldly disease - those dead gods in the sky often fall down a part of the flesh and blood, eroding the beasts or elves in the forest, as long as they have been scratched by flesh and blood or infected monsters, basically no one can be spared...... I'm pretty light, and it will probably take me a few decades to die. ”

"It's useless to cut it off, this thing will be transferred to other parts of the body, and countless ancestors have confirmed this with their lives."

The deer-crowned elf called the nine-headed beast in the sky a 'dead god', and when he said this, he was very open-minded, as if he didn't care about his own lifespan at all, and he even joked with his companions on the side: "I'm almost breaking the record for the longest-lived chief, right?" "Not really."

Based on this information, the exploration team can barely understand why these elves have lost their inheritance so quickly to such a primitive point - if the vast majority of the first generation of elven colonists died under the erosion of chaos, and the remaining elves often died due to the erosion of chaos, then even the immortal species could not maintain the survival of civilization.

It is precisely for this reason that after noticing the elite team falling from the sky, these elves will identify them as infected otherworldly monsters, and the black magic armor does not look like some decent equipment, but at first glance, it has an eerie and oppressive temperament.

As for why the elves can recognize humans, the reason is also very simple, because according to them, hundreds of years ago, there were humans living around the mountains of this world, but recently they were completely invisible, and they should have gradually become extinct.

"To be honest, the situation here is more bizarre than we imagined."

Priest stopped remembering for a moment, he shook his head, not knowing whether he was speaking to the mage on the other side of the campfire, or if he was talking to himself: "The recorded history of the Starfall Age is a total of eight hundred and thirty-nine years, counting I don't know how long, about eighty to one hundred and thirty years, the primordial chaos period against the Black Forest beast tide after the opening of the shelter, and the lost three hundred years before the opening of the shelter - this adds up to more than one thousand two hundred years, even if you count other possible spare time, it is at most thirteen hundred years. ”

"Even if this group of elves does not live long because of the 'Otherworldly Disease', that is, a mild chaos infection, they will have a lifespan of about two hundred years, and 1,300 years is a matter of six or seven generations for them, and it is impossible for them to forget it so thoroughly!"

And with Priest's voice, everyone else woke up in turn, and the mage, who had been staring at the entrance of the cave and didn't know what to think, lowered his voice and whispered to himself: "Maybe, more than 1,300 years?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Priest was keenly aware of the mage's muttering, and he asked puzzledly, "Could it be that you mean to say that these elves have lived in this world before the final battle?" ”