In the dense forest, two groups of people who were tense and tense watched the Headless Horseman get out of the way, allowing Lucius to easily walk through their defensive lines, and everyone was completely speechless in shock.

"Smack" Holy Son Fobos shattered the ice, and an angry roar broke the silence: "Bastard, stinky boy, I'm going to kill you, kill you......"

The hysterical roar of Fapos woke up the stunned crowd, and when all eyes were focused on Forpos, the latter scanned the surroundings and searched the crowd, but could not find Lucius.

At this point, Forpos realized that something was wrong, gathered his breath, regained his original graceful demeanor, walked up to Oliver and asked, "Oliver, what's the matter? Where did that little bastard go?"

"Uh......" Oliver swallowed heavily and stammered a little, "Your Highness Forpos, that, that Lucius, he, he's gone, gone." ”

"What? Gone? That kid escaped like this? Little bastard, he escaped like this? It's really cheap for him, if he doesn't run away, I'll catch him and torture him slowly." ”

Hearing the words of the Holy Son Fubo, everyone's expressions were complicated, and the people of Longquan Restaurant were even more unabashedly sneering.

In the end, it was still Oliver who explained in a trembling whisper: "Your Highness, he, he didn't run away, yes, yes, he has broken through the defense line of the Headless Horseman, and now I'm afraid he has entered the ruins." ”

"What ......" an octave of exclamation sounded, and Faubos stared at Oliver in disbelief, and saw the sneering look on the faces of Du Liniang, and felt like a clown.

Turning his head and pointing at the headless horsemen in the array, he said: "This, how is it possible, how is it possible? The Knights of the Apocalypse are the checkpoints that must be passed to enter the ruins, and they will be stationed outside the ruins every time they open the ruins to block adventurers who want to enter the ruins, why? Why did you let that little bastard in?"

Seeing Forpos's angry appearance, Oliver continued to explain in a low voice: "Your Highness, we don't know what's going on, just now, that kid took out a metal card and showed it to those headless horsemen, and the headless horsemen consciously moved out of the way. ”

Hearing this, Forbos didn't scream, lowered his head and fell silent, and for a long time, he lowered his voice and muttered to himself: "Metal cards? Could it be that kid is the poker royal family of the Sanctuary?"

As he spoke, Forpos suddenly reached out and pulled Oliver to his side and asked Oliver in a low voice: "Oliver, do you see any patterns on the cards in that kid's hand?"

"What pattern? Is there still a pattern on that card? I didn't notice this, Your Highness, do you know where that metal card came from?"

Without waiting for Forbos to reply, Du Liniang suddenly said loudly: "Hehe, this is not a secret, Fobos, you don't have to hide it, do you suspect that Lucius is a descendant of the royal family of the Sanctuary Poker Dynasty?"

Hearing Du Liniang's words, Fapos glared at each other with some unhappiness, while the others were confused, not understanding what the two were talking about?

Eventually, Caroline, the Temple of War, boldly asked, "What is the Poker Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Du Liniang looked at Caroline, looked at it carefully for a moment and said with a smile: "Hehe, you don't even know? You don't even know about the four major poker dynasties in the Holy Domain, and you dare to explore the ruins?"

At the same time, the female elf leader in the treetops in the dense forest also asked the dark shadows around her in a low voice of curiosity: "Grandpa, is there really a so-called 'Four Poker Dynasty' in the Sanctuary?"

There was no response for a long time in the darkness, and the black shadow seemed to fall into some kind of memory, and for a long time, the black shadow spoke almost at the same time as Du Liniang, telling the glorious times of the Holy Domain.

When the Sanctuary was first established, it was ruled by two factions of gods, Light and Darkness, and the gods of the two camps worked together to rule the Sanctuary and the entire continent.

Speaking of this, Du Liniang and the black shadow in the dense forest sighed almost in unison: "Gold, silver, bronze, that was the mythical era when the gods of the Holy Domain ruled the glorious continent, but even the gods have desires, and when the desires of the gods become bigger and bigger, they will fall and decay." ”

The gods of light and darkness in the Sanctuary have long ruled over many creatures in the Sanctuary and even on the entire continent, and over time they have lost themselves in the lust for power.

"After the three glorious eras, the gods of the Sanctuary were lost in desire, degenerate and decayed, it was the Black Iron Age when the Sanctuary and the entire continent were really chaotic and strife, at the end of the Black Iron Age, forced by the oppression of the gods, the creatures in the world finally began to resist, entered the core of the Sanctuary, overthrew the rule of the gods, and established the Sanctuary Dynasty. ”

"In the age of the gods, the Sanctuary entered the era of dynasties, and went through four dynasties before and after, and the royal symbols of the four dynasties were the four suits of poker. ”

After listening to Du Liniang's account, Reimer asked with some puzzlement: "Then, does this have anything to do with the card in Lucius's hand? Could it be that card is a symbol of a certain dynasty in the Sanctuary?"

Du Liniang did not refuse to answer his question because Reimer was a member of the Holy See, but smiled and said: "Hehe, you are right, the royal family of every dynasty has a playing card that represents their royal status. ”

"What? Could it be that the metal card in Lucius' hand is a poker card that symbolizes the royal family of the Sanctuary Dynasty?, so he is a descendant of the royal family of the Sanctuary?"

The others were also shocked, and finally the Holy Son Fubos spoke: "Now it seems that he is very likely to be a descendant of a certain dynasty in the Holy Domain, as for the specific royal descendant of which dynasty, this is not yet certain. ”

On the treetops of the dense forest, Modès couldn't help but ask the dark shadows around her in surprise: "Grandpa, is he really a descendant of the royal family?

The black shadow flickered and flickered, and there was silence for a moment before a hoarse voice came: "I don't know, I haven't seen the pattern of the poker card in his hand, I'm afraid only those headless horsemen know which dynasty he is descended from." ”

Speaking of this, the black shadow paused and continued: "However, even if he is really a descendant of the royal family, now that the Sanctuary has fallen and decayed, he may not be able to enter the core, not to mention that the demon gods will not be able to let him enter the core. ”

"Grandpa, I heard that those demon gods were once subdued by the dynasty, could it be that when they saw the descendants of the dynasty who held poker, they would also poison them?"

Hearing Modes's question, the black shadow sighed: "Hey, the reason why the Sacred Domain fell was that those gods were too powerful, and the strength made them fall by the desires in their hearts, so they fell and rebelled against the restraints imposed on them by the Sacred Domain Dynasty, and finally set off that great war, leading the Sacred Domain to fall." ”

Speaking of this, Modès felt a pair of deep eyes looking at her, and before she could recover her senses, she heard the owner of the eyes say: "Now they are using their desires to seduce many remnants of the Holy Domain to corrupt and degenerate, in order to break the last seal and suppression of them in the Holy Domain, how can they let go of the descendants of the dynasty who once sealed them?"

Hearing this, Modès lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head to meet those deep eyes, and asked the other party with a resolute gaze: "Grandpa, since you know this, then why do you choose to lead the clan to the demon god?"

Facing Modes's clean eyes, her deep eyes finally failed, and she took the initiative to lower her head and hide into the darkness, and a hoarse voice came out of the darkness: "Modes, grandpa is helpless to do this, if we don't belong to the demon god, we will face a catastrophe, for the survival and continuation of the race, grandpa has no choice." ”

Hearing the sadness and helplessness in the black shadow's words, Modès retracted her resolute gaze, lowered her head and muttered to herself: "Grandpa, now that the demon gods want to use the Holy Domain to open, break through the seal of the Holy Domain, and re-descend into the world, do you think they can really succeed this time?"

The black shadow was silent for a while, and only then whispered: "Hey, whether it can succeed or not, grandpa doesn't know, but the demon god must have thought of a way this time, otherwise how could he make us prepare to sacrifice?"

Hearing the words of the black shadow, Modès lowered her head and fell silent, and the black shadow sighed when she saw this and said, "Okay, the sacrifice has been prepared, and we have no way to interfere in the rest of the matter, so let's wait for the demon god to come." ”

On the treetops, when the grandfather and grandson were talking, the two groups of people who were stopped by the Apocalypse Knights had already separated to discuss how to break through the last obstacles of the many headless horsemen in front of them.

This time, although the two groups of people had grievances and were unwilling to join forces, they did not choose to challenge each other, and the two sides tacitly distanced themselves from each other, but they each discussed how to break through the block.

The meaning of the Holy Son Fopos is very simple and clear: "We have no choice but to force our way through, this is the only way to break through the blockage, although we are all limited to below the middle rank, we are not trying to kill the Headless Horseman, what we have to do is to break through their defenses, so, I think, we can only rush through at any cost." ”

As soon as the Holy Son's words fell, some people immediately raised objections, and Remer, who is a genius elite of the Holy See and has the opportunity to inherit the Pope's throne, was the first to stand up against it: "I am against it. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, he retorted to Forbos without humility or arrogance: "Those headless horsemen can see from their breath that their strength is extraordinary, if we force our way through the level, even if we can rush through it in the end, we will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, so I think we should not blindly rush through the level." ”

Hearing Reimer's rebuttal, Forpos's eyes suddenly became cold, and he stared at Reimer and said, "Remer, you seem to have forgotten your identity, and you don't have the right to speak here." ”

"Why can't I speak? Your Highness, you seem to have forgotten what His Holiness the Pope said to you, haven't you suffered enough of your arrogance and pride?"

As soon as Reimer's words fell, Forpos's face became distorted and hideous because of anger, and he approached Reimer step by step and asked, "What did you just say?" Reimer, do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

Seeing the tension between the two people, before Reimer could reply, Oliver hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Your Highness, don't be angry, in fact, Reimer didn't mean to offend you, he just wanted to express his opinion, or, let's listen to his opinion first?"

Oliver's persuasion, coupled with the gazes of everyone around him, Forpos took care of his face, and forced the anger in his heart down and said, "Okay, I'd like to listen, what better can you do?"

Undeterred by the resentment in Forpos's eyes, Reimer cleared his throat and said, "I've seen in the books that the Knights of the Apocalypse are in the same array as poker, and there are only thirteen headless horsemen in each column, so I think we don't need to rush, we just need to concentrate our forces and defeat a row of headless horsemen." ”

Reimer said his solution, which immediately stunned everyone, and Faubos quickly came to his senses and sneered: "Hehe, I thought it was a good way? Reimer, do you really want to think that if we attack a row of Headless Horsemen alone, the other Headless Horsemen will not help?"

However, as soon as Forbos's words fell, a cheer came from not far away: "Haha, the boss's method really works, it turns out that these headless horsemen are all brainless, as long as we send one person to attack one of them, they will not help each other." ”

Hearing cheers not far away, Forpos suddenly felt that his face was hot, and his face turned red and he was speechless for a long time.

Reimer continued, "Those Headless Horsemen, with their chivalry and justice, can concentrate our power on one person and believe that they can easily defeat the Headless Horseman." ”

Not far away, on the branches of the dense forest, seeing from afar two groups of people pouring their strength into one person, and then facing off one-on-one with those headless horsemen, Modès said with disdain: "Hmph, these outsiders are really shameless. ”

And the black shadow beside her spoke: "This can be regarded as a loophole in the defense of the Apocalypse Knights, since that group of people has found a way to break through the defense line, it seems that there is no need for us to continue to stay, let's order the withdrawal of troops." ”

When the two groups of people broke through the last line of defense of the Knights of the Apocalypse, they blocked the retreat behind them, and the corrupt army that was eyeing them quickly disappeared into the darkness like a tide.