Global Monster Online

The moment the flames rose, it affected the entire palace, but even under the terrifying height of the rising flames, the area where Zhao Nan was located was safe and sound. ;

Not to mention being devoured by the flames, even the temperature was normal... However, looking at the palace slowly incinerated into ashes under the flames, the old king was convinced that all this was not an illusion.

Nordo Palace! This family's glory, which had been passed down to him for many generations, was now burned to the ground before his eyes.

The old king's eyes shed tears of humiliation, looking at the culprit who caused all this with endless hatred. At this time, pairs of eyes with hatred also focused on Zhao Nan.

From this group of royal family members, men, women and children.

If he had a weapon in his hand, he would probably rush forward directly, right? Zhao Nan bore the hatred in his eyes indifferently, while over there, Iverson's face was filled with a cruel smile.

Even if I didn't do it with my own hands, it is a spiritual enjoyment to see the Nordo royal family being so miserable... However, the broken sword and the broken blade inserted into the imperial city... were being transplanted. , he began to feel strange in his heart.

According to records, this seems to be almost 90% similar to the natal battle doll of a certain city lord of Pompeii. Zhao Nan once told him that he promised someone to take revenge on the Nordo Kingdom.

Could it be that, in addition to himself, there was also a scholar-level person in Pompeii who also escaped the original disaster?

"Don't think about so many things you can't imagine." Unexpectedly, Zhao Nan said suddenly at this time: "Your wisdom is limited. Just show it to me."

Iverson was shocked... This man really knew exactly what he was thinking! At this time, Neut, who was standing silently behind Zhao Nan, glanced at Iverson gently and thought: It's more than just seeing through. If you don't notice it, even your own thoughts will be guided invisibly.

His master... is becoming stronger day by day, and seems to have entered a period of rapid growth, as if there is no end!

The small world is already like this, Noit can't imagine it. After the small world completes its transformation into the realm of God, who else in the world can compete with this new master.

Probably, there is only this world...the Creator of all this, right? Neut secretly made a terrifying guess.

"Don't think about things that are real or not." Zhao Nan suddenly said the same sentence.

Neut suddenly felt a chill running through his body. He lowered his head and did not dare to send another look.

Suddenly, an exclamation came out. It was a white-haired old man from a group of scholars wearing black robes. He glared at Iverson next to Zhao Nan, "I recognize you! You are the same person who used to be there several times back then. The traitor who invaded the royal city for the first time!"

Hear the words. Iverson was immediately furious. If his body had not been controlled and he could not react much, he would have jumped out at this moment, pointed at the back of this rebellious person, and scolded him fiercely... no matter what he said, As the most outstanding scholar in Pompeii back then, Iverson was also an ancestor of this group of people. He was scolded by his own children and grandchildren. How can this be tolerated?

Zhao Nan gave Iverson a playful look at this time and found it quite interesting.

He does almost anything for revenge. He even transformed his body into a magic tool, but in the end, a group of backers regarded him as a traitor.

Things are actually quite simple. At that time, Nordo plundered many residents of Pompeii. Let them continue to reproduce, take away their children, and use threats to force scholars to teach their descendants magical techniques, but they cannot reveal their identities. for a long time. The scholar race has been taught to become a race that exists specifically to attach itself to the Nordor royal family.

The final work has become the ultimate weapon that the royal family spent countless efforts to create. As for Iverson, under the vilification of the Nordo royal family, he became a man who attempted to steal the final work and betray the royal family. An ungrateful and evil person who attempts to become king and hegemony himself.

Iverson invaded the royal city several times back then, but due to the many forbidden circuits buried in the royal city, he was unable to exert his strength as a half-magic person. He narrowly escaped death several times. In the face of accusations, no one wanted to analyze him. No matter how hard it is, I can't tell you the pain, and in the end I can only run away sadly.

Because he found it interesting, Zhao Nan ignored the old man's angry words and waved his hand to silence him. Instead, he looked at the old king of the Nord country and chuckled: "I'm thinking, what if I also kill you?" If your people have made Pompeii look like it was, will your descendants also accuse you of being a traitor in a few decades?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" The old king's face changed slightly, but he dropped his harsh words, "Kill if you want! The people of my clan are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"There is a woman over there. She seems to have been pregnant for several months, right? I don't know if the baby is a girl or a boy?" Zhao Nan was still indifferent: "How old is this one here? It seems worth cultivating...anyway He will not remember what happened today, more than ten years later, or become a loyal servant... Oh, by the way, are there any of your grandchildren or anything like that?"

The old king's face suddenly turned pale at this moment... This is the most insidious threat in the world! At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, thinking about the words of the other party... and felt chills all over his body!

The most terrifying thing is not the physical torture, but the words that sound like homely greetings. It is creating scenes of despair that are like looking up to heaven from hell, almost causing people to lose their sanity!

"How...are you going to let us go?"

Powerless, the old king only had a few words of conversation, and was completely unable to raise the slightest bit of resistance.

"Give the truth to these enslaved guys." Zhao Nan pointed at the many scholars on the other side: "Tell them who is the traitor and who is their enemy. Don't think too much. In fact, you don't have anything at all. The choice is... to let your descendants curse your grave forever, or to be happy and make your own choice."

The old king's lips trembled slightly several times. He wanted to speak, but he had to purse his lips. He glanced sadly at the huge tribe behind him.

In order to strengthen his country and perfect Pompeii's final work, he has been cautious since he took the throne, not even taking the initiative to attack, nor thinking about expanding his territory. He didn’t even delve too deeply into the inexplicable traitors in his city of God’s choice... Even when the Sea Clan invaded, the first thing that came to his mind was not to resist, but to contribute his own territory in order to retain his rule. Conditions, unconditional surrender to the Hai Clan!

Everything is just to endure, to endure the completion of the final work...waiting for the moment to get everything back!

However, this kind of waiting has completely missed the opportunity.

The old king burst into tears and used his hoarse voice to slowly replay the true history of the kingdom and Pompeii in front of the descendants of this group of scholars.

The raging fire was still boiling, and an unprecedented collapse of faith and anger gradually emerged among the descendants of these scholars.

Swearing, roaring, crazy, absent-minded, sobbing, trembling, numb, self-deprecating... pale.

Faced with the voices and eyes of many descendants of scholars, the old king of Nordo became clear-eyed at the moment when the story was about to end.

At this moment, his body seemed to be filled with unprecedented vitality. Under Zhao Nan's perception, there was a flame of will in the old king's heart, which was rising slowly like a bonfire that had just been lit!

"Oh? The world is really full of wonders." Zhao Nan looked at the old king in surprise. This old guy actually started to get out of touch at this time... With this legendary level of only sixty-ninth level, with this wind in the A body like a broken candle! And he escaped alone, and at an extremely fast speed. Even at the moment of escape, he was also placing his own will.

Moreover, this is an emotion that Zhao Nan feels very familiar with... hating his own powerlessness, unwilling to be controlled by others and unable to do anything, and wanting to resist all this oppression.

Entering through it seemed like he was rebellious.

At this time, the influence of domineering dominance appears. What is domineering? That is to dominate everything without any resistance.

How could Zhao Nan let another person in the world also have the power of will similar to his own? Even if the old king can really develop his will, he will not be overbearing, but in Zhao Nan's eyes, this kind of will is like cracks in a perfect mirror, which is unbearable. .

With a cold snort, like thunder striking down, the old king's gathering will was instantly shattered. This cold snort even shocked his soul to the depths... In this life, he could no longer condense his will.

The old king spat out a mouthful of blood, not hiding his resentment in his eyes... He understood that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was ruined in this man's hands at this moment.

Zhao Nan stood up with some boredom, "I won't kill you. But from today on, the name Nordo no longer exists in the paradise world, whether it is the name of the principality or the name of the city! It is not allowed in the history books. Appear! There is no such thing as the Nordo royal family! And you exist as slaves...become the slaves of this group of scholars."

Say it, Zhao Nan turned around and glanced at all the descendants of the scholars: "You have avenged Pompeii, and I need you to work for me next. If you don't want to, forget everything and live as an ordinary person. This life is better!"

How to choose?

Iverson took a deep breath...Did all the benefits from that period of history end up in the hands of this man? (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!