On the way to Apayado, Robin listened to Loya's story and drew in her notes when she suddenly asked curiously.

"Lord Loya, why do the Sandians want to protect the historical text?"

The ancestors of Sandora, even at the cost of fighting to the death of the country, had to protect the historical text, what is the reason for this?

It wasn't stated in Rolando's story, and Loya never mentioned it, but Robin was keenly aware of the problem.

Fighting requires a reason, just like living. Life can be enjoyed, but with the strength of the clan and such a huge sacrifice, it can't always be to enjoy war, right?

So what are the Sandians fighting for?

In order to protect the Shandola and protect the historical text?

So......

Why protect the historical text?

"In order to pass on the true history to future generations," Luo Ya replied, "The meaning of the existence ......of the historical text is the reason why the Sandians protect it." ”

This sentence can be understood in another direction, the meaning of the existence of the Sandia people is to wait for a person to read the records on the text of history and transmit the real history to every corner of the world.

This is the last wish of our ancestors and their mission.

"That is to say......"

Robin propped his chin and looked at Weber and the others with a smile: "Your mission has been completed!" ”

"You don't have to fight anymore."

"Done ......"

Unlike the rest, Webber knew more through the chief than his companions, so he knew exactly how much Robin's "done" weighed......

That's the weight that condenses the souls of countless dead souls over the past 800 years......

It's suffocating!

"Is that so? Really, great......"

......

The next day, the weather was sunny and breezy.

The warm sun shines over the sacred land of Apayado, just as it did eight hundred years ago. The breeze brushed everyone's cheeks, bringing the fragrance of earth and trees mixed with it.

Whether it is the people of the Sky Island or the people of Sandia, they are all standing here quietly at this moment, feeling the steadiness that can only be felt in Apayado.

Although the two sides are still clearly distinguished, they are undoubtedly much better than the previous battles and hostilities. Four hundred years of hatred certainly won't be easy to dissolve, but both Gan Fore and Chief Sandia believe that peace will come with time.

Next to the high platform, Loya lies on a chaise longue, looking at the giant pods in the center of Sandora. In the middle of there, a few small black dots are moving rapidly, crawling towards the top of the pod.

Aside from the mission of the Sandians aside, the existence of the Golden Bell will always be their faith. Both the Sky Islanders and the Sandians believed in the ancient prophecy.

When the song of the Holy Land is heard again, the war will end and peace will be restored to the kingdom of God!

Weber, Gan Fore and others climbed the tree to remove the golden bell. Since someone is willing to take the initiative to stand up, then Luo Ya naturally likes to hear it.

And he also has the task of watching Anilu to prevent this guy from escaping or causing some trouble. Of course, it's definitely not because of any laziness, laziness or anything!

"The Golden Bell? Sounds like a god......" Anilu touched his chin and looked up at the clouds in the sky. In his hand, a Hailou stone bracelet was quietly locked on his wrist, allowing him to lie down like Luo Ya.

"Cut, the guy who hasn't seen the world......"

Loya bit the straw and drank the juice, disdainful of it.

"Is a golden bell worthy of God's identity? That's how much gold...... You must know that the "Golden Emperor" Gilde Tezzolo, the bathtub for a bath is made of pure gold! ”

"You are a god, isn't that person the master of the universe?"

Luoya's words are indeed a fact, just in terms of the amount of gold, all the gold in the ancient city of Sandora is really not as good as that in the golden city. The former was painstakingly collected by the ancients, and the latter was "sent" by others on their own initiative, and the difficulty between the two is completely unequal, so there can naturally be such a significant difference in data.

It's just that judging the rank of a god by the amount of gold is undoubtedly very infuriating to Anilu......

"What kind of bastard are you talking about?!"

Anilu suddenly became angry, and he suddenly stood up from the recliner despite the loss of strength.

"Oh? I still want to be beaten...... Forehead! ”

Before Luo Ya finished speaking, he was suddenly embarrassed when he saw Anilu's expression. I saw the other party looking into the distance, and his eyes were burning!

"How can it be repaired! It's so luxurious that you bathe in gold! This is a treatment that no god has ever had! "Obviously, Anilu's focus is not the same as Loya's......

"I've always felt that it was a shame for Proverbs to use wood, but it really needs to be made of pure gold to be more in line with my temperament as a god!"

"Gilde Tezzolo, right?! Wait, my first target in Qinghai is you! ”

Loya had nothing to say about this, shrugged her shoulders and continued to lie down. Hearing the conversation between the two, Robin held his hand, thought for a moment and interjected: "Indeed, as the largest entertainment ship on the sea, Golden City, there is that amazing wealth that makes Sandora ashamed!" I heard that the gold there is incalculable, and even the toilets in the whole country are made of gold. Except for the walls of high-rise buildings, where gold cannot be used, the rest of the place is full of gold. If you use it to create Proverbs, you can double it and make it all out of gold. ”

"Yo Si! I understand! ”

A flame called "Motivation" suddenly ignited all over Anilu's body, and he was finally looking forward to his trip to Qinghai.

In this regard, Loya secretly gave the black-bellied Robin a thumbs up behind his back.

Well done!

Of course, Loa wouldn't tell Anilu how terrifying the weight of Proverbs would be if they were made entirely of gold. When the time comes, the question of whether it can fly or not, let Anilu find the answer himself.

Although Anilu succumbed to Loya's iron fist and agreed to go to Qinghai with him, this did not mean that he gave up his dream of going to the Infinite Continent. It's just that he has a little more goal before he goes, and he wants to make sure that he is invincible when he arrives.

He is there to rule the infinite earth, not to be beaten......

The domineering in Luo Ya's mouth, he felt that it was necessary for him to understand the power of restraining his elementalization.

More than an hour passed while waiting, and suddenly a small black dot broke through the clouds and came straight down. It was the new leader of the kingdom of God, God Gan Faure.

At this moment, he looked a little embarrassed, although there were no obvious scars, but his white hair was messily on his head, soaked with sweat, and he was not lightly tired.

"Everyone!"

"Prepare for the singing of the Holy Land!"

...... of the Holy Land Song?

Robin jerked his head up and looked up at the huge pod that was soaring into the sky. That's what she's looking for...... Historical texts, as well as the Golden Bell of Sandora.

Boom!

Suddenly, a crisp bell suddenly rang through the heavens and the earth, echoing in everyone's ears.

No language in the world can describe the majestic and beautiful sound of a bell, like a light in the night, which can guide the direction and light the hope of a fleet sailing in a storm.

The sacred flame of Sandora is the bell of hope.

Above the clouds, Weber had tears in his eyes, clenched the chains that bound the pendulum, and shook them with all his might.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of the bell echoes throughout the kingdom of God, in the infinite heavens and the earth. The people of Sandora and Sky Island are all excited, immersed in the melodious sound of the bells.

"Today! The singing of the Holy Land resounded through the heavens and the earth again! ”

Gan Fore raised his spear and pointed it at the sky.

"War...... It's over!!! ”

"Oh!!"

"It's over! It's over! ”

Looking at the boiling crowd in front of him, Robin smiled quietly and recorded this precious scene with the pen and paper in his hand. Anilu cut in disdain, tilted his head and continued to lie on the chaise longue.

It's just that at this joyous time, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Very well, then here's the problem!"

Seeing that the tired dog in front of him couldn't move the golden bell down, and finally had to choose to let Weber ring the bell in the sky, Luo Ya raised his finger to the sky and smiled: "How did you move it down?!" ”

Gan Faure: "......"

The rest: "......"

Seemingly...... That's a real problem!