Arad's crooked savior

"Well, I need to remind you~" Xi Lan scratched his head helplessly, a little nervous, and said: "When we travel to the past era, we must not have too much impact on the history that has already happened."

A stone thrown into a fast-flowing river will certainly create some ripples, but they will be insignificant next to the surging waves of the river itself, and will be repaired and smoothed out by the continuous advancement of the water.

If a bombshell were dropped, the subsequent impact would be completely different.

The "future" is uncertain and can be changed in the "present", but once the "past" that has already happened changes, it will have an irreparable distortion of all time and history.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Ye Lin made an OK gesture, and then Xi Lan complained directly: "If you are really measured, just kill this devil... cough."

Xi Lan glanced at Ozma in the devil's posture. This guy looked quite cool and his strength was terrifying. He easily demolished the golden city of Talon with three moves and two moves.

Also, it is really eye-opening to see that the great Saint Michael is really like the rumored young man who will never age and maintains the delicate appearance of about thirteen or fourteen years old.

When he returned to Xuzu and had a drink with Aganzuo, he had new bragging rights.

The final stop of the group was outside the city of Vetalun. They used magic to cover up their figures. Pedestrians at the city gate were bustling with people coming and going, but no one noticed that there were a few people from the future in the corner.

Ye Lin raised his head and looked at the broad flag fluttering in the wind on the city wall, feeling a little sad in his heart.

The Peruvian Empire (not counting Xuzu), which was the first to unify the continent, has been destroyed for a long time, but it is undeniable that it is a very glorious chapter in the history of Arad. The splendid imperial era has inspired countless scholars in later generations. Deeply fascinated by it.

Of course, it also includes ambitious tyrants such as Leon Heinrich III, who long for the true glory of the empire, and even unify what the ancient ancestors failed to achieve...conquer the Xuzu!

The coat of arms of the Peruvian Empire is a shield with a cross-star pattern. After the unification of the continent, the founding monarch decided that its meaning was "protection", to protect the people, the territory, and peace.

The process of reunifying the continent is destined to not be smooth sailing. Years of war have made the people's livelihood exhausted, so this badge, which symbolizes beauty, was used.

"By the way, I've had a question for a long time." Before entering the city, Yelin looked at Ozma and said, "The tyrant Barak, who unified the tribes of the dark elves, took the initiative to cater to the coming of chaos, but when the Dark Holy War broke out, He died the next year, which is hilarious."

Being able to completely unify the Dark Elf tribe, and being able to embody part of the projection and power from the underworld after death, in response to the call of the Necromancer in this world, it can be seen that the tyrant Barak was definitely a top powerhouse in that era, and he had a strong resentment after his death. Become stronger.

Three years before the outbreak of the Dark Holy War, the other four saints from the Arad continent had not yet been born, and the anti-magic group from Xu Ancestor had not yet joined the battlefield. No matter how you look at it, the fall of the tyrant Barak is a bit strange and funny.

"I remember that the attack target of Barak's army was the elves. It was probably because of the curse of Venus, the goddess of beauty, that the dark elves were despised by other elves." said Michelle, who was the leader of everything back then. Those who have experienced it have troubled memories.

"Barak, I sent people to assassinate him, but in your history books, he was killed by the empire. Haha, this is the original sin of human beings who are greedy for fame and fortune." The truth told by Ozma was very shocking, not only Ye Lin was surprised, and Michelle looked at him in shock.

Immediately, both of them seemed to understand something. Ozma was raised by the elves since childhood, and the target of the tyrant Barak's attack was the elves.

Besides, what does human sin have to do with elves?

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The architectural area and style of the Vetalun in the Peruvian era are very different from the current Vetalun in Delos. They pursue splendor, spaciousness and brightness, high-rise buildings are transparent, and there is a sense of domineering dominance of the empire. .

The current Vetalon is a spire building that towers into the sky like a sword, demonstrating Delos's martial characteristics and sharp-edged aggression.

"I want to go to Aeroreno, not Vetalon, Liz...my Liz..."

"Shut up! Are you annoyed?"

Yelin scolded Ozma and threatened: "Before I truly understand this history, you'd better be patient and quiet, otherwise I will kill you now."

quiet……

Xi Lan was secretly stunned. This kid is really capable. He scolded the Chaos Apostle like a grandson. Even though Ozma was very angry, he just didn't dare to say a word.

But it also shows that the subsequent impact of the woman named Liz on Ozma was really heavy.

At this moment, the Imperial Palace

Farmelia, who is sitting on the throne and wearing a golden crown, looks majestic and solemn, with a serious face, but there is a trace of worry in his eyes.

The Calamity of the Wild Dragon has been causing harm for fifty-two years, and has had a very bad impact on the Peruvian Empire. There have been frequent rebellions in various places, promoting the empire's incompetence.

Gu She

Now his two friends, the comrades on the battlefield whom he had entrusted to his back, the general Kazan and the magician Ozma, volunteered to lead the army to destroy the mad dragon.

Courage is admirable, but is that giant dragon falling from the sky really something that humans can defeat?

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The guard hurried through the spacious and bright hall, knelt down respectfully, unable to hide his joy, "News came from the front line. The mad dragon Hess entrenched in Whistling Canyon has been killed by General Kazan and the chief magician. The Dragon Clan Rout.”

"Huh?" Farmelia's melancholy thoughts suddenly froze. He slapped the armrest of the throne and stood up in excitement regardless of the emperor's majesty. "Kazan and Ozma destroyed the mad dragon?"

"Yes, the body of the mad dragon is as big as a mountain. A team of a thousand people is bringing Hess's body back from Whistling Canyon."

"As expected of the general and magician of my empire, hahaha." Farmelia laughed happily with satisfaction. Her originally suppressed aura filled the civil and military court, but it instantly ignited the atmosphere.

"I have long heard that General Kazan is unparalleled in bravery. The soldiers all praised him and said that he was so brave. It is completely unimaginable that General Kazan failed."

"With a sword and an axe, and never wearing armor, General Kazan is indeed soaring into the sky boldly, fighting vertically and horizontally."

"Ozma-sama also has amazing magical powers. He can rain fire down from the sky and summon thunder with just a raise of his hand. He is truly worthy of his reputation."

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Farmelia's smile gradually faded and froze slightly, she knitted her old-fashioned and heavy brows, and looked at the bustling palace hall. Nearly a hundred officials, large and small, were all praising Kazan and Ozma's outstanding achievements.

That joyful voice suddenly became a bit harsh...

The Mad Dragon Disaster has been raging for fifty-two years from its outbreak to today!

In the 100th year of the Arad calendar, the mad dragon Hess suddenly appeared mysteriously and brought disaster to the world. At that time, he was not the emperor of this majestic empire.

When he took over the crown from his elderly father, he made an ambitious decision in public, declaring that he would destroy the mad dragon and restore peace to the Peruvian Empire.

However, more than thirty long years have passed. He has gone from being in the prime of life to becoming slightly white at the temples, and his vitality has declined. However, the mad dragon Hess is still entrenched in Whistling Canyon, and no one dares to compete with him.

Now Kuanglong is dead. He died at the hands of two top experts in the empire, which is worthy of national celebration.

But what suddenly worries Farmelia the most is that he is almost old, but Kazan and Ozma are only about thirty years old, full of energy, and have unlimited possibilities in the future.

Civil and military officials, big and small, praised Kazan and Ozma for their prosperous military power, but they completely forgot about the emperor of their empire and never mentioned it.

Not long after, the general Kazan and the magician Ozma returned in triumph together, preparing to enter the palace and report the results of the battle in person.

The meeting hall of the palace is located in a high position with a wide view. Farmelia stood behind a window and could just see Kazan and Ozma who were about to enter the palace. They were enthusiastically surrounded by the excited residents. Send beautiful flowers and compliments.

The young Kazan is tall and strong, and the young Ozma is handsome, gentle and elegant... young, they are really young.

There are always people who are getting old, but there are always people who are still young!

The stained glass windows reflected Farmelia's face, with wrinkles already forming at the corners of her eyes and time covering her cheeks.

In history, it is not uncommon for powerful ministers to become so powerful that they eventually rebelled and became king.

Farmeria glanced back at his throne, which symbolized the dignity of a country and stood above ten thousand people. He couldn't bear to part with this seat.

When he turned to see Kazan and Ozma, he suddenly felt that his close friends in the past had become extremely strange.

Is Kazan's sword coming to cut off his head? Is the magic book in Ozma's hand capable of releasing the city-destroying curse at any time...

"This is a ballad praising the two jackals who defeated the monsters, and this ballad will always linger on the throne. The old lion king will eventually be destroyed in the hands of the wolves."

"Huh...?!" Farmelia was horrified and shuddered. This mysterious song seemed to come from the noisy crowd, and it had mysterious power. From a long distance away, it reached his ears. Can all be heard clearly.

He was already very suspicious and his mind was changing. This suggestive song could be said to have directly hit his heart and vitals.