The tone of the voice has completely changed, and there is an endless feeling of old age in the hollow, which can be loud and even full of life. There was just an indescribable feeling of tiredness in it, coming from a distant place, and this tiredness was not alleviated by the distance and any obstacles, but was made stronger by the strange scene in front of him and the cool air exhaled into his body.

I thought I would be extremely excited, but knowing that this was only a temporary result, the excitement disappeared with the tiredness. Stretching out his arms covered in black scales, the air around him stood still for a brief moment. It's feeling the world, feeling everything around you, and everything that surrounds you.

I was looking for even a hint of familiarity, but it all ended in failure. I knew that this would be expected, but the thought that existed in the spirit had not been completely destroyed for a long time.

"It's all changed, and it looks like I'm going to have to adapt to it. I don't know how many of the things from that era can still be left. Are the rules of operation the same as they used to be, and are the declining limits of the world a good thing or a bad thing? We will probably have to wait until that day comes. ”

While talking to himself, the speaker looked ahead, and his gaze seemed to instantly break through the heavy fog in front of him, and directly collected all the obscured scenery in front of him. After condensing for a few seconds, after retracting his gaze, he continued to say to himself: "There is no time, you must speed up the progress, otherwise you will 、、、"

But he spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and the pale cyan blood splattered on the ground, and a light smoke after corrosion came out in an instant. Looking at the body, the small scales were already covered with hoarfrost, and quickly spread around.

"It's been a little slower, it looks like they're really preparing for the arrival of the Red Star. It turns out that they have not been favored by the gods in the end, and the images imprinted on their heads are at best a scene without logic. ”

At this time, he exhaled lightly, looked at his hand, and a smile crawled to his face: "The long wait was not wasted, although the time is not very accurate, but this can no longer affect anything." As he sighed, the hoarfrost climbed up to the head, wrapped it and froze it. The remaining sparkle in those eyes disappeared at the same time.

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"The Holy Maiden has slept?" said Palphaus, who had seen Khsan come out of the house, and asked politely.

Ke Shan nodded expressionlessly, looked at the surrounding guards who had increased several times at some point, and had already guessed a rough idea based on some of the things that the Holy Maiden Doris usually told her: "What happened to the Polar Sea Vortex 、、、 there again?

"The affairs of the Pope, I, a little knight, can't decide what to do. It should be a big deal, the Pope, who was originally in this area, and the next Pope, Lord Stout, I heard that they set off together. What could make the two adults worry so much, I think that's the only place to go. Palphes said as he moved closer to Kessanne, "I'll talk about it later." At this time, his eyes scanned left and right, and Kxan understood what Palface meant, and did not speak.

Although he hated Palphaus, one of the saint's guardian knights, Kxan had to admit that in the past two years, Palface had helped herself and the saint a lot in all aspects. Compared to other knights, it has an absolute advantage in that it is easier to speak. Kessan knew very well that these people were only interested in the potential of the Holy Maiden, but when they were growing up, they had to take advantage of what they could use. The ability to be forced to learn, after all, only she and St. Doris can believe in it.

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"You don't seem to be worried? You know, you're partly responsible for this. Or is there something you still haven't told me?" a cold voice came from behind him, and Grote, who was carefully looking at the vast land in front of him that had just been trampled by the disaster, turned his head. His whole being was illusory, as if he would be torn apart by some force at any moment. Looking over with those pensive eyes, there stood behind him a man in a similar situation.

Without answering, Grote turned his head and looked into the distance of this vast land—a burning sea of fire connecting the sky and the earth, like a falling sun, dyeing all the vast space bright red. You can also feel the heat of the intense burning here, and Grote even has the illusion that he will immediately burn with it.

"This is the end of the world, the burning World Tree finally collapsed, and the huge trunk smashed the entire continent on which it was based, and the shaking caused so many things that all the continents that should have existed disappeared in later time. But this is also a starting point, new things began to be born, although it took a long time, and many things happened in the middle, and history existed batch after batch. ”

"Then isn't this my brother's spiritual world?"

"I don't know, it's not normal to have these things in his mental world, but it's normal. You must know a lot of information about ancient history, this thing, as long as you have this impression in your head, after receiving some stimuli, it can be done by automatically restoring some fragments of scenes. As Grote spoke, he suddenly turned his head to look at the other side, but a giant dragon with a wingspan of more than a few tens of meters approached from afar at a very fast speed, and finally fell hard beside the two of them.

"Grote, are you still alive?" Standard Imperial Chinese, the dragon folded its wings, and an intriguing smile appeared on its hideous face, although it still looked terrifying.

"You're still alive, why should I disappear at that time?" asked Grote, his eyes looking at a long wound on the dragon's neck, "Is it necessary to keep this kind of thing? ”

"According to you humans, this is a warning, and we were really too relaxed at that time. The wound, I had this thought, and it was only a matter of seconds. The dragon spoke, then looking at the person beside Grote, "Elenor, I heard that you have plans to come to the Fog Realm recently?"

"No, attention-grabbing practices. My goal is the new grave. I'll go back to you later, you have what I need. ”

"I can lend it to you, but I can't take it away. The dragon answered.

"You weren't so talkative. Grote sighed, "Gentlemen don't imitate like this. ”

The three seemed to know each other, and there was no strong smell of gunpowder between the words.

"Miss Elennor is not like you, Grote. You've killed too many adult dragons, and I'll have to set an example for that. Otherwise, the dragons will spread out and ruin a lot of things. If I could, I would like to stay in the Land of Fog forever and not take a step. ”

Grout was about to answer, but there was a slight vibration in one direction, and after a while, a slight muffled voice floated over.

"There are more old guys coming in this time than last time, and I think the old monsters who voluntarily freeze themselves will be awakened. Grote, why don't you want to die as long as you should?" the dragon sighed after one look, "You know, even if you have a long lifespan, you can't withstand the erosion of time. That's not a pleasant taste, and there will be too many problems along the way. ”

"That's what human beings are, making the impossible possible. For us, the gods will not be taboo either. ”

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