Noble Emblem

He was being stared at by the Starlight Beast...or perhaps, he was being stared at by many potential forces. The legend of the Golden Son will definitely be distorted and even deified after three hundred years.

Immortal, immortal, immortal.

But that situation only exists in the game character state. And Beta is now a living being. Unless he becomes a demigod, he can barely be considered immortal. As for immortality... not even the gods can achieve it, let alone Beta, a descendant of the gods who has just entered the master level. noble.

Shirley opened and closed her palms in front of her. The corpses that had been trampled to pieces by the cavalry sank into the mud, and then were covered by the surging mud. No trace of the smell of blood could be heard.

Then the convoy continued to move forward. Although the Starlight Beast can control other intelligent life, such control consumes mental energy and is not without negative effects. At least Beta does not have to worry about the next wave of attacks from the Starlight Beast within ten days.

Leaving the dirt road where hundreds of bandits were buried, the farther away they were, the more relaxed the atmosphere of the envoy became. After all, no one wanted to be next to a lot of corpses, and these corpses were so rotten that they were almost nothing like ketchup. The difference makes one look at acid reflux.

The atmosphere in the mission was relaxed, but two people behaved strangely.

Both Bart and Faxiu would peek at Beta from time to time. If they were peeping with malicious intentions, Beta would definitely find a way to make these two people suffer. But the problem is that the eyes of the two of them are good and... a little surprised.

When the motorcade stopped for a break at noon, Beta called the two of them, as well as Shirley and Sophia, to walk to the camp and set up a soundproof barrier. Then he looked at everyone and said, "You know you have a lot of problems. Feel free to ask, and I will try my best to answer those who can. If I can’t, I will remain silent.”

When Beta finished speaking, there was silence all around, so quiet that you could hear the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground. After a while, Sophia was the first to ask: "What is the Golden Son?"

"My race. You can think of him as a bloodline branch like the giants and werewolves."

Sophia nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Bart spoke at this time, with a rare gloomy look on his face: "My family also prospered three hundred years ago, and there are some records left. The records say that the golden son was born in a dream, but he can be in a dream. Murder, my employer, since you are the son of gold, why did you escape from the dream?"

"To be honest, I don't know." Beta thought for a while and said, "I come from another plane. You can think of it as similar to the heaven. As for the rest, I can't say much."

Bart nodded to express his understanding. In this world, there is not much perspective on intelligent creatures from other planes. Things like winged humans and demons are actually alien creatures.

Faxiu glanced at Bart, hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Is the Son of Gold really immortal?"

"No." Beta shook his head: "That's just a rumor."

"But you must have something that stands out." Fa Xiu whispered: "Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many forces that are afraid of you."

Beta looked at Faxiu and asked, "It seems you know a lot about us?"

"I quite like reading books." Faxiu said with a wry smile: "I have a lot of books from hundreds of years ago at home, and several of them mention you. Although the descriptions are different, they all mention that you are immortal, immortal, and immortal. ”

Beta chuckled twice: "How can we do things that even gods can't do? That is a misunderstanding. Some special occasions and special understandings have turned into rumors that our golden son is immortal. In fact, this is Nothing at all.”

"But all the writers are in awe of you. They say that although you believe in justice, you are extremely powerful and can even kill...gods."

Everyone's expressions were stunned, and Shirley's fingers trembled slightly.

The word "slay the gods" made everyone pale. For this religious world, killing gods is tantamount to poking a hole in the sky.

Beta coughed and said: "This is also a misunderstanding. We just grow faster, but after reaching a certain level, it is difficult to continue to increase our strength. Therefore, the so-called killing of gods is actually just nonsense."

Beta is actually playing a trick here. It is indeed nonsense for one player to kill the gods, but what about a group of players? Back then, the forest goddess was almost knocked down by the players.

But what he said was indeed the truth. He just changed the concept slightly here, so what he said was justified.

Sophia suddenly asked from the side: "A year ago, you were just a little mage, but now, you are a master-level powerhouse. You are the son of gold. Is this the reason for your rapid growth?"

Beta nodded. With system assistance, his growth rate will naturally not be slow. Although Goddess Wojin also helped him, overall, it was the result of his own efforts.

It took more than a year to transform from a little mage to a powerful master... This can no longer be explained by the rapid growth rate. No wonder all the authors who have recorded the deeds of the Golden Son are so afraid of this race.

Although it was not satisfactory, everyone got the answer they wanted and dispersed. Beta turned to look at the quiet Shirley next to her: "Don't you have anything to ask?"

Shirley smiled lightly and said, "Although I didn't know that you were the Golden Son, I already knew that you were not from this main world plane. Beta, what race you are is not important to me at all."

Beta also smiled: "So smart?"

Shirley pressed her hand on Beta's palm: "I am your scabbard, and I will gradually know everything about you."

Sophia next to her coughed and interrupted the show of affection between the two. She said, "Can the blood of a golden son be born by merging with a woman of another race?"

Beta looked at her in surprise. The other person's words contained a lot of information.

Beta thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Sophia looked unconvinced.

"I really don't know." Beta said: "Although we also intermarry with other races, no children have ever been born. So I can't answer your question."

The setting of the game is that although players, both male and female, can do shameful things with NPCs, they will never get pregnant or make the other party pregnant.

"Does this mean that you can only have descendants if you combine with your own tribe?" Sophia was slightly disappointed, but at the same time she felt a lot more relieved for some reason: "Is your bloodline too noble, or is it for other reasons, or you need a special mother body? "

Sophia asked this question for a deeper reason.