Son of the Olden Days

The main city of Allantis in the north, the third floor of Stormwind Castle, the celebration hall.

"God! That's the collector!" The crowd screamed in horror.

At this time, the eyes of the three league marshals were deeply jealous.

It can be said that even if it is the first ninth-order dragon, they may not be so shocked. After all, giant dragons are wise, and everyone can talk about it. Even if the two sides start a fight, they can beat each other away, but collectors...how do you talk about it? Give your head to talk?

Regarding the secret realm nightmare, the three league marshals dare not say how familiar, but they must know it, but the memory is a little far away. Only when they were still little adventurers, they had such a period of struggle and running in various secret realms.

Later, with status, they always have to do things that suit their own status, and they rarely go to places like secret realms to experience.

But even if it doesn't go, the secret realm nightmare is still an unsolvable existence in every secret realm of this continent. Again, the reason why a nightmare is a nightmare is because even after decades or even more time, it still reminds you of it instantly, and your heart is horrified.

Use the power of the secret nightmare to get revenge? It can be said that no one on this continent has done this before, and even people have never even thought about it. Even if they meet in a secret world, they are afraid to avoid it. But Sol did it, and the key was done.

Feeling the violent and somewhat repressed magical fluctuations and solemn atmosphere in the air, the three marshals felt a bit of bitterness in their hearts.

"The God's Punishment Army, quickly protect the guests from evacuation!" The top marshal Eisenbal decisively issued orders to everyone in the hall.

The Divine Punishment Army can be regarded as a regular army in the North, serving in the Court of Order, a bit similar in nature to the Dark Cross in the South. In addition to the God's Punishment Army, the Court of Order also has minions such as heretical judges who make trouble everywhere in the name of hunting down heretics.

As for the so-called pagans, such as the Archbishop of the Holy See of Illumination and Saint Aretha, they are definitely on the top of the list.

God's Punishment Army? Really, I don't know the so-called, Saul habitually despises it.

Not only because of the **** the other party did under the banner of God, but also because of this bad name.

With the appearance of collectors, this celebration really came to a climax, and the whole hall was instantly chaotic.

As Saul's target, Shifank was staring at the collector in a daze, but he forgot the child at his feet.

"Uncle, uncle, I can't find my way home, can you help me?" The little girl raised her face and made a childish voice.

Hearing the sound and feeling the tugging of the trouser legs, Sivank lowered his head subconsciously, and then shook his feet. He swears that he really didn't mean it. This mood is roughly like suddenly discovering a snake about to climb on your feet, and then shaking your legs instantly, just an instinctive reaction.

Just inadvertently, the lost child fell to the ground in a childlike manner as if the whole person was overturned.

"Good kick!" Saul silently gave Sivank a handful of blood flannel flowers to celebrate the birth of a fearless brave.

Then Shivank raised his head and glanced at Saul as if he was aware of it, his bitter expression on his face, as if he was about to cry.

Almost at the same time that Sivank overturned the lost child, Diller was already stepping on the pace of the thieves, rushing to Sivank with a brave face. In a short moment, Eisenbal was the first to react, and he put up a magic shield in front of Shivank to guard against Diller.

It's a pity that Diller didn't attack Shivank. In fact, the magic shield didn't have a chance to work. Diller had already disappeared, using the teleportation scroll. As for the purpose of this one, it was because of the collector who was staring at Diller.

If anyone in this world can't wait to kill Diller, this dwarf, and eat his flesh and blood, it is nothing more than a collector who has been teased for a few days. Every day, Diller could be seen dragging a skeleton with a rope, sprinting like enclaves in the dungeon aisle.

I have to say that this dwarf is running away...Well, it is undoubtedly the fastest in terms of speed, even the sixth-order Thor would be ashamed.

As soon as Diller moved the collector, he chased his **** and floated towards Shivank, and then Diller disappeared and the collector lost his goal.

What if there is no goal?

Don't worry, there are thousands of new targets in the hall now, and I believe collectors will enrich their collections after this time.

Seeing that everything was on the right track, Thor, whose debilitating magic dissipated, finally relaxed and waved to the three marshals.

"Well, greet your new guests, have fun and have time to drink together!" Sol yelled to the other side.

The opposite has started a war, and countless magics have blown up the collectors like they don't need money, but it seems... useless.

Hearing Sol's yelling, the three marshals turned their heads to look at Sol with extremely complicated gazes at the same time. But Sol had already turned around and walked into the door of the Secret Realm with Stanter, and the three marshals could only curse viciously in their hearts while watching them.

They can't retreat, even if the three marshals become six at the moment, they must build a line of defense to buy time for the guests who retreat behind them. As for whether to send the two evil spirits away or die with each other after the crowd evacuated, that is another story.

Staring at me? Staring and I have a shit. I obviously gave you a chance when I came here. I said it so clearly, but you guys have to be busy watching my jokes and no one hears them. Who can be blamed? Is it useful to repent and admit your mistakes every time you have to sleep in a coffin?

It seems that some people will definitely die tonight. As for whether they are more or less, the execution ability of their regular army will be tested. After all, so many people flocked to the only exit of the hall at the same time, maybe they could be trampled to death by each other's crowding.

Sol vaguely guessed this result when he was making plans, but he did not expect that the celebration venue would be a closed environment.

These lives will inevitably be counted on his own head, but Saul doesn't care at all. Because he knew this was a war, it seemed that it was just a personal grievance between him and Shifank, but the soldiers before the Freedom City could not die in vain.

Sol has always been such a person. If you don't come to provoke me, I won't take the initiative to come to you to do evil. Otherwise, with his abilities and the unrestricted means when facing the enemy, it would not be too simple to let the entire northern people live without a living, or even siege the city and land.

This is the essence of victory. It is not about having more power than your opponents, but about having the consciousness of overcoming countless corpses.

The fate of your Allantis soldier is fate, isn't the fate of my soldier in the Free City? More dead points today are for more people to live better in the future. As for Allantis' revenge after the incident, Saul really didn't care at all.

What Sol said at the celebration sounded like cruel words, but if things were pressing one day, he would definitely do that.

Living in this world, Saul has always believed that life is lonely, coming alone and leaving alone. Although you will always meet many people in your life, such as your relatives, your beloved ones, you are lucky to meet them, but they can't accompany you to the end.

Sol thinks very clearly about protecting his own shiitake mushrooms. Some things are too caring, but they are more likely to be targeted and exploited. It's better to show your crazy fangs directly to the world. Instead of making others admire, it is better to make others fear and save trouble.

There are too many people who are worthy of admiration in this world, and they are often exploited by those who admire you most. So the world tells us that as long as the temptation comes or the bargaining chip for betrayal is enough, what should happen will always happen, and it is useless for you to beautify things like human nature.

But it’s different for others to fear you. When he wants to cheat you, the first thing he is afraid of is not whether you will condemn him with moral things, but whether you will screw off his dog’s head, so in this world Only death can hold the despicableness of humanity.

Thor's life is in awe of many things, such as life, death, time, and feelings, but it definitely does not contain the ever-changing human nature and secular framework. The marshal was a fart, he was all flesh and blood, all living to death, no one was noble than anyone else.

Because of the fear of life, when he first came to the North when he encountered Pasha and Little Peter, mother and child, when they had nowhere to avenge their grievances, he would take the initiative to stand up and ask for an explanation for them by killing. This has nothing to do with justice, just follow your own heart.

It is precisely because of the fear of life that Thor will bury more lives to protect the lives he cares about, and to ask for an explanation for the soldiers who once fought for the city of freedom. This also has nothing to do with the obligations of the lord, it is still just to follow the heart.

The criticism of the world is a fart, he has never cared in his life, life is too short, why waste his eyes and hearing.

Walking in the waste tomb in the forest at the foot of the Wrong Soul Mountain, Sol and Stanter quickly found someone else's door and got in. Then immediately tore open the secret scrolls of the two samsara dungeons, doing this to leave himself on top of Allantis's door and disappear instantly.

Then the two men got into the dungeon. The three men agreed to meet in the secret realm. The dwarf who ran away with the teleporting scroll should have arrived.

Sure enough, after not taking a few steps, he saw Diller's dwarf standing at the aisle in the distance and beckoning.

The three gathered together, and then stretched out their hands to touch their fists, and this vigorous revenge also came to an end.

"How are you?" Stant and Diller looked at the wet wound on Sol's waist.

"Can't die, how are you? The secret nightmare is very exciting, right?" Thor smiled and bandaged, pouring down a bottle of healing potion.

"I was almost killed by the collector. At that time, I saw my new guidepost, and I flew in." Diller said with lingering fear, apparently still worried about his embarrassing appearance.

"Can you imagine? In the last period of time, I was completely dragging a lost child to run in a hurry. I was stunned while running. I couldn't believe what a big thing I did." Stanter Not much better.

"Let's go, the matter here is resolved, we have to go back to face the creatures in the territory." Sol waved his hand.

"Critters? Stop bullshitting, I think I should continue to grow mushrooms, at least that's safe."

"..."

The conversation drifted away.

Volume Four-End

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