Peng Ting and Ling Xuan looked at each other, perhaps in their eyes, a dying person was so stubborn, Peng Ting handed the dagger to Ling Xuan, she resumed the previous determination and cold, without hesitation to go to me.

"We are not qualified to answer your question, and when you die, you can ask the gods you slaughtered to see if they are willing to defuse your hatred."The sound is cold.

I crawled hard to the corner, relying on the stone wall, to the coming Ling Xuan shaking hands: "Wait, wait."

"Why, death to the end of the day, I know that I'm afraid."Peng Ting laughed.

“Since you do not want to quell the hatred, look at the situation that some people will die here today, and I believe that you have been waiting for this day for thousands of years, and it will not be a short time and a half."I can stand the pain and look at them."Before I do it inside, I will correct you a mistake."

"..." Lin Xuan stopped in his footsteps, looked back at Peng Ting in amens, and then asked in confusion.“The wrong?Correct what wrong?”

"Or a story, can you listen to this story before you die, my friend said, can't let people die inexplicably."I wiped the blood from my mouth and the voice was calm.

"Well, see what kind of jokes you can make."Peng Ting nodded his head high.

"I was born in the snow, and although I will eventually inherit the throne of the lord of the kingdom and rule the entire dragon god, there is no difference between me and other Lumbers..."

I remember the past in the snow, the sound is not surprising, although it is to say to Peng Ting and Ling Xuan, but more like I remember the Lin Lin total.

When I was born, the memory was warm, cold to the extreme, I had the blood of the Rongbo royal family, but it did not mean that I had different treatment with other Lumbers, and at the moment of birth, I was put into the ice and snow with other newborn babies.

Three days!

Three days to allow the wind and snow to rage, these things are later I learned that the snow in the wasteland is the child's fragile cry, but it will not last too long, some babies will be covered by snow asphyxiation to death, and most of them because they can not withstand the severe cold, half a day before freezing to death.

Three days later, the dragon's uncle will bring the living baby back, only the surviving baby can really be regarded as the dragon god, not the cruelty of this race, but want to survive in the snow, must be unyielding strong, this choice from birth, the price is life and death, this is the most demanding and cruel ceremony.

But it is because every dragonbo man has experienced life and death from birth, so the Lumbers will be tenacious in the snow to survive and grow.

I was sent to the snowy wasteland with me, and only eleven babies survived, the guards who followed me.

Although born to face death, but survival does not mean that you are qualified to become a dragon god, from my memory, along with other children of the dragon, wearing thin clothes in the ice and snow to be tempered.

We learn how to survive in the snow, learn how to kill, even if I am the heir of the Lord of the Dragon, but more harsh and harsh to me, in my memory, as a child will always be bruised, in the end how many times to be knocked down on the ground has not been remembered.

No one will sympathize with you because of the scars, only to constantly get up from the ground will be respected, at the same time, no one to remember to hate and beat their own companions, because there is such a way between each other to make it easier for each other to live.

"This is a cruelty that you can't imagine, but the dragons in the snow have insisted that tens of thousands of years have made the dragonbo god unbreakable, whether physically or by the will, know why the gods in the divine realm can't resist the army of the dragonbo?"Because we have fallen far more than you have fallen, and when we leave the snow, we will not fall in front of you."The corner of my mouth showed the danger of unyielding and provocation, and the broken kneecaps had healed themselves.

I helped the stone wall to support my body and slowly stood up, proud and they looked at them, I knew they would continue to torture me, but I had long been accustomed to this pain, as long as I was alive, I would not fall in front of them.

Peng Ting and Ling looked at each other, they actually did not continue to do, perhaps shocked by the things I told, Peng Ting's voice was low: "Is this the story you want to tell us?" 」

"No, I want you to know what's behind it."

I slowly straightened my waist very calmly and continued to say, finally, I finally waited until I inherited the throne of the Lord of the kingdom, which does not mean that the tempering of me will end, and I will shoulder the future and hope of the whole god clan.

According to the coronation of the Lumbers, on the day I succeeded to the throne, I should have put on the golden armor that symbolized the supremacy and glory of the Lamb, but I did not wear it, because I was not ready to be the lord of the kingdom, or that I did not think that I was worthy to be the lord of the country at that time.

From the time I remember, I like to climb to the top of the snow with the guards, from where I looked at the gods mentioned in the mouths of the ancestors, but our eyes could never penetrate the snow, and the description of the divine domain by the ancestors was always full of sadness and anger, there were ruins of our God's kingdom, and there were the bones of our ancestors, which were a territory that was stained with the blood of our ancestors.

By the time I inherited the throne of the dragon bours, the gods had become stronger than ever, and the lords of the ages had done the same thing, that is how to lead the people out of the snow, which was inscribed in the hearts of each people's expectation and desire, and I told myself that unless I could lead the people back to the snow, I was not qualified to wear that armor.

The snow field was sealed with crystals by the Shen people of the remnant for tens of thousands of years, and even the increasingly powerful dragons could not find a way and strength to break the seal.

I found in the ancient books left by the Longbo Yuanzu that long before the origin of the Longbo, the distant ancestors found a magical and powerful power, which was so powerful that even the Longbo Yuanzu was in awe, because it contained enough power to destroy the earth, so it was called the power of destruction.

This is the taboo of the Lombo Gods, except for the lords of the ages, no people know the existence of this force, but the power of destruction is strong, but it is also dangerous, a little bit of bad will be burned, even if the dragon does not need this force in the divine domain has exceeded other gods, so the method of manipulating the power of destruction has always been sealed by secret.

“Did you learn the power of destruction at that time?”Ask the question.

“Yes, there is nothing more important than breaking the seal of the people of the Reunion, and if the power of destruction is really so powerful, it may be the hope of my people to leave the snow, so that I and the Guards have learned the power of destruction from the ancient books left by their distant ancestors.”

“Why don’t the other Lords of Lobo use the power of destruction?”Pentin was somewhat curious.

In fact, I have also wondered why, since the lords of the ages have been looking for ways to break the seal, why did the lords try to use the power of destruction, until I learned to realize that I had learned only to harness and manipulate the power of destruction, but not really to touch the forces that would destroy the earth.

This power is hidden in the divine realm, but very little has never been touched by the gods, perhaps because it is too dangerous and has the ability to easily destroy, even if the god-nation inadvertently touches it, it will be destroyed in an instant.

"Such a powerful force is enough to frighten the gods, and that reminds me of something else."

“What is it?”

"Why was my ancestors massacred in the divine realm, with the ability of other gods, even if they joined forces, is not the opponent of Lonbo, and I have read the family history passed down from the masters of the past, and the whole process of the near extinction of the Loboshen people is clearly recorded above."I looked at Peng Ting and Lin Xuan across the face.“All this shall begin with your return to the peoples of the gods.”

“What does this have to do with the return?”

"The murals you left outside the palace of the Church of the Elders only record how the army of the dragon uncles bled the gods, but whatever the fruit and the cause, the dragon did it only for revenge."

“Do you think that would be an excuse and a reason for you to kill my people?”He asked indignantly.

"You are mistaken, the dragonbo people have endured humiliation in the snow for so long in order to take revenge, you think we still need to make excuses for ourselves, or give you reasons to explain?"I laughed and shook my head.

“What do you want to say?”

"I just said that I just wanted to correct you a mistake."

"You mean that our counterattack against the Lombo was wrong, and that all the reasons were ultimately the fault of the people of the gods."Peng Ting looked at each other coldly.

"No, Ling Xuan said that there is no right or wrong in revenge, and the mistake I want to correct is not this thing."

“What is that?”

“I have said that since someone is going to die here, there is no understanding that he can’t die, and if he waits for thousands of years, he does not care about this and a half time, it is better to listen to me and finish things.”

"Well, wait until you say."

"In fact, the Dragon Gods are not the first to live in the snow, but in the sacred realm, the nearest god kingdom from the Lombok is your return, the territory of the Dragonbo kingdom has continued to expand with time, and finally cannibalized to the scope of the country, in order to avoid the dragonbo, so the return to the original kingdom of God, to the sea in the divine realm."

“Return to the ruins of the kingdom of God to migrate to the sea?”Peng Ting and Peng Ting looked at each other."Why don't we know about that."

“That is a long history, because the final destination of your migration is the rumored return of the afterlife, the place where all the lakes of the sacred land are gathered, and the frontiers of the gods that no other god people can enter, where you have rebuilt the kingdom of the ocean.”I don’t rush to tell them.“This is also the origin of the names of the people of the gods.”