Nautical: I, brother Ming, make water droplets at the beginning

On the empty island, a group of natives worshiped Aaron with reverence.

But the leading few people had different expressions.

The priests of Anilu naturally have ugly faces, and the god they believe in is Anilu, but obviously the strength shown by Aaron is still above Anilu.

And the chief of the Sandians was overjoyed.

Of the three parties, they are the weakest, and both Anilu and Ganfort are their enemies.

And now, with Aaron’s strong intervention, they only need to turn to the past to be able to rely on Aaron’s wing.

On Ganfor’s side, his face was naturally ugly.

Compared to Aaron, his past god looks like a complete impostor.

After driving away the Sky Lord, Aaron naturally did not pay much attention to these ordinary empty islanders.

This time, he came to the empty island with only one purpose, that is, to obtain the gold stored in the “390” Golden City.

However, hearing the people below shouting gods, Aaron’s heart moved, maybe it was a good choice to find a backup base for the Don Quixote family.

Thinking of this, Aaron’s expression changed, and he made a sad and compassionate look:

“I am here today to settle your four-hundred-year-old hatred.”

The Sandians originally came from the island of Gaya in Qinghai, and as part of Gaya Island was carried into the sky by the soaring current, they were driven out of their homes by the gods of the empty island 400 years ago.

So the battle between the two sides lasted four hundred years.

But this changed a few years ago, when Anilu from the empty island of Beka occupied the empty island called the Island of the Gods, leaving the Ganfort side and the Sandians to abandon their former homes.

But even so, the hatred between the two sides remains.

“Are you really a god who came to save us?”

Among the Sandians, a burly leader came over and looked at Aaron and asked.

His name is Weber, a descendant of Kargala, a great warrior of Shandia four hundred years ago, and now the leader of the warriors of Shandia.

On the empty island, Webb is described as terrifying like a ghost, but he loves his people.

“Yes, in the future, the empty island will be destroyed by the battle between Anilu and a Qinghai people, not only the land under your feet, but even the entire island will be destroyed, and even the entire world will be destroyed.”

Aaron said appalling things.

No one originally believed this kind of words, but with Aaron’s own strength as a backing, among the people present, even Ganfor, the former god, was terrified.

“God, what should we do?”

A group of people below fell to their knees.

“I am not a god, but a divine messenger under the seat of God, don’t be mistaken.”

Aaron put a vest on himself, which is convenient for him to fool and control the empty islanders, anyway, something will be directly pushed to God in the future, what does it have to do with him Aaron? He just acted on orders.

“Lord God, will we all be destroyed in the future?”

One of Ganfort’s attendants muttered in his mouth.

In fact, the reason why these people believed in Aaron so simply was because they also had a hunch that the island of God would be destroyed sooner or later.

Not because of external factors, but internally.

For four hundred years, the fighting between the two sides has never stopped, and with the invasion of Anilu’s invasion of the island of God, the population and resources are also greatly reduced, so now they urgently need a life-saving straw.

“The destruction of the empty island is an inevitable end, unless you are willing to let go of hatred.”

Aaron continued to perform.

“Great Lord Divine Envoy, we are willing to give up hatred and hope that you can save the Island of God.”

Ganfort knelt on the ground cheerfully.

For him, the former god, with the terrifying enemy of Anilu, even if he defeated the Sandians, he would not be able to return to his former status.

In this case, it is better to go directly to the new gods, and it may be reused.

“No, even if the Sandians die, they will not negotiate peace with you!”

The Sandian chief stepped forward, he clenched his weapon, and said angrily at Aaron: (Read violent novels, go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“God has sent my lord, unless they hand over the lamp of Shandora, we will not compromise no matter what.”

Hearing the chief’s words, the Sandians suddenly looked at Aaron with a glimmer of hope.

The lamp of Shandorah was once brought to the sky by the soaring currents along with Gaya Island.

For the Sandians, it was the home of the souls of their ancestors and the place of their glory.

“No problem.”

Aaron bowed his head slightly, the water droplet detection function turned on, and instantly found the location of the golden bell.

“Such a beautiful and huge golden bell, the Sandians do have a hand in art and technology…”

Aaron’s figure appeared in front of the golden bell, and his mouth emitted heartfelt admiration.

And below the golden bell, a cubic stone tablet hidden by vines fell into Aaron’s eyes.

On this stone tablet, there are words that Aaron could not understand at all.

“Ancient text, it seems that this is the ancient text of the empty island.”

This ancient text historical stele is inscribed with the location of the ancient weapon Pluto.

However, this news was of no value to Aaron, because Pluto was lying quietly under the sea of the country of Wano at this time.

And there is Kaido’s chassis, and now he is not allowed to bring Hades out.

What really cares about Aaron is a passage engraved on the text of history:

“I have come here to bring this article to the end of the world!”

The last payment is a man named Roger Gold!

“If other people saw this line, they would be ecstatic, but unfortunately for me, this world does not have many secrets.”

Aaron sighed, no longer thinking about this, but controlling the water droplets, and directly holding up the golden bell.

Then, all the residents of the empty island saw an unforgettable scene, and saw the top of the vine rising from the sky, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air.

And at the edge of the vine, a huge golden bell emitting golden light fell from the sky.

“This is … The lamp of Shandora…”

3.2 When some Sandians saw this golden bell, they immediately burst into tears and cried bitterly.

“It’s really the lamp of Shandora, this is the last sustenance of ancestor Kargara!”

After the golden bell was held up by Aaron and came to everyone, the evil ghost Weber couldn’t help but pounce and gently stroke.

“Weber, I have brought the lamp of Shandora, now it is up to you to ring it and light it!”

Aaron looked at Webb with encouraging eyes.

For this Sandian warrior, Aaron is very optimistic.

This is a person who, like Ireland, can fight to the death for the family as long as he earns his income!

“Lord Divine Messenger, your kindness, the Shandians will never dare to forget!”

Webb looked at the chief, then took the burning sword from his hand and struck it against the golden bell!