For the Thorensius family, everything given to others comes from their gifts, whether it is gifts or pains.

"What do you want us to do?" Soger asked bluntly, he was never in the mood to play a word game.

"As far as our Thorensius family knows, hell elves can use natural destructive power to connect heaven and hell. What they want is not only to connect the seal of hell, but they want to directly open the door between hell and heaven, and they want to attack the kingdom of heaven directly." Sethy looked at a ease, "This thing requires seven crystals, dark dark blood crystals. However, it is interesting that whether you want to control the Black Thorn Forest or destroy the Black Thorn Forest, you must use these seven crystals. Therefore, we must seize them in front of them and get them before their sleeping minions wake up. No one is missing, even if only one piece is missing, the black Thorn Power will become uncontrollable."

Zhuojia tried hard to show a calm smile: "So, where? I just need to know this."

Sethy showed a false smile: "You two, one is the first mage and the other is the first knight of the imperial capital. If you two join forces, they can almost be regarded as the first combat power of this continent. I wonder if you two meet the strongest defense that ended the dragon era of Asmod Continent. Can you win the flag?"

Soger was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean... 'Dragon Slayer'? It's impossible. He was a person at the end of the dragon era. Now it's over a thousand years. He couldn't live for so long. This is impossible. Even if he was bathed in dragon blood, even the elves, a thousand years is enough to make them weak and aging. So, what's going on? Do you want to say that we are going to fight the undead?"

Humans cannot live forever, and even the invincible emperor Enosfan of the demigod cannot live forever. Ai Yinwen, the "magic goddess" hidden behind countless myths and legends, could not escape death. Even gods could not avoid death. The noble duke slaughtered the gods and survived as the god of death. Then, he chose to freeze himself and since then he fell asleep in the ever-indomitable iceberg, unable to say whether he was alive or dead.

Sethy clapped happily and said, "Of course it can't be the undead. Do you think those crystals are simple black crystals? The power of nature is the power of the world. Do you think the world will allow things that can guide itself to exist naturally? They selected seven powerful heroes - each hero's deeds are brilliant enough to make people talk. They used their souls and power to refine these seven crystals. They used the power of the heroes to guide the huge power of nature and make it develop in the direction they hoped. Their souls lingered with crystals, so, you have to defeat them. Those hell elves are very smart, with a total of fourteen crystals. Siegfried, the dragon slayer who has an immortal body, is one of them. Bathed in the blood of the dragon and possessing an immortal body, how do you plan to deal with him?"

"Since there is such a careful plan, how did they fail? Judging from your words, they have collected all fourteen crystals, so how were they defeated?" Sog thought about it. He had a beastly intuition about fighting, and he just wanted to know why he lost.

Sethy looked at him and smiled: "Because, the seventh hero they chose, the wrong person, the seventh hero is the last hero, and it should be the most perfect hero who can end all sins. Unfortunately, they chose the wrong person."

I chose the wrong person...is it just because of this? Why did the last one choose the wrong one? Zhuoga and Soger were not inconvenient to ask more questions, so they just nodded and said, "Then, tell us, how to get to Siegfried's sealed land?" Those dark blood crystals should be hidden in extremely secret places and are not so easy to find.

Sexi shrugged and pointed at Inmei: "Inmei will take you there." "What?" Even Zhuojia, who has always been calm and unconscious, never thought Sexi would say that. Sexi was also stunned and looked at them: "Do you think I am a talented master of map drawing, or can you figure out the specific direction after I tell you?"

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and they still felt that Yinmei would probably drag her back. After all, Yinmei was just a 14 or 15-year-old girl. Even though she was beautiful and cute enough, this could not stop the Sword of Gram.

The reason why the heroes in the mythological age is powerful is not because of their ancient age, but because in their age, God has not abandoned them, or in other words, God has not yet died.

They also have the power of God, and Siegfried is the last hero to receive the gift of God. After the surviving God of Death guided the dragon slayer, he disappeared into the myth.

They were of course unable to compete with God alone, not everyone was the Duke, and his achievements were enough to discredit any scholar who studied his historical materials as editors' nonsense.

Sethis was extremely happy. She said, "Get a good rest. You will report to the principal tomorrow and set off." Her smile was decent and impeccable, as if she was just asking them to buy some desserts. Soggar didn't say anything about this, but Zuoga looked at Sethis' innocent face and asked, "What is the purpose of the Thorensius family? Why do we want to cooperate with you? Compared with the Empire, why do you think we will choose you?" Sethis kneeled gracefully, and she said, "It's us who cooperate with you. My dear mage, no matter how powerful you are, it doesn't mean that our Thorensius family must cooperate with you. Master Zhuoga, you are not as powerful as you can. As for the Empire... you feel

Well, how powerful can they have? Who can they deal with? Inosfan? Or Siegfried? Or, the Duke who may wake up and make trouble at any time? Stop making trouble, how long has Plainno been established? But more than two hundred years. How long has the Thorens family been? Our roots are far from the age of unpredictable mythology. Do you think this young empire has such ancient power to help you deal with the ancient Son of God? Its foundation is far from enough. A piece of Frost Queen's armor can enter the temple to burn incense and worship day and night, and be respected as a divine weapon. What power does it have to fight head-on with the legendary masters? Without Thorens' help, you would not have succeeded."

In an instant, a powerful and irreversible aura erupted from Sci, despising everything and suppressing everything, just like the attitude of the Thorensius family towards the royal family - the order I gave you is to give you a gift. They despise everything, but never despise them. They value every opponent, but at the same time they did not take any opponent in their hearts. Because there is no existence that can make them in crisis. Completely, ignoring all the strength.

For the Thorensius family, everything given to others comes from their gifts, whether it is gifts or pains.

But Zhuojia didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

The families that once fought side by side with God have enough capital to look down on all living beings. Their background is indeed not comparable to any country.

The sharp thorn pierced into his fingertips, but he didn't feel the pain. A numb feeling spread. A gentle voice asked in his mind: "What do you want? I can give it to you." The voice was soft and itchy, teasing his ears. It was indescribable to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but it was unexpectedly charming, which made him involuntarily fall into it.

The voice still bewitched him, hooking his soul, making him unable to stop. He couldn't help but say, "I want to see you...I just want to see you...How can I see you..." "Dedicate your soul and body." The voice said softly. He said without thinking: "Okay, I am willing to offer everything, as long as I can see you, let me see you..."

Someone was calling his name anxiously, one more and one more time, but the sound was too harsh and far worse than that sound. He didn't want to continue listening, so he covered his ears tightly and covered them tightly.

His eyes began to dissipate, his consciousness began to wander, he began to become unconscious, and he gradually couldn't see everything.

But a vague figure became clearer in front of him, and he tried to see clearly with his eyes wide open.

Finally, he saw it, a smile appeared on his lips, and he murmured: "I finally... saw you..." I saw you, it's great... Then, just take me away...

The veteran came out to find his companion who had not returned for a long time. He saw the slightly childish figure standing in front of the black thorns, looking ahead like a demon, muttering: "Let me see you...I want to see you...I want to see you..." He shouted his companion's name in panic, trying to wake him up. But his companion covered his ears tightly, not wanting to hear his voice.

His companion finally fell to the ground with a satisfied smile. His body was still warm, but it disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black thorn expanded his territory. He couldn't help but take a step back, but it was too late. The black thorn stretched out a branch tremblingly and stabbed him with an extremely gentle touch.
Chapter completed!