Arad's crooked savior

Largo did not come up with a sudden idea to propose to replace Ye Lin. He had two thoughts in mind.

If the nameless monster could deprive and possess Ye Lin's fate, it would be almost equivalent to strangling the highest combat power of the God Realm, and he could also use Ye Lin's identity to do many things that benefited the monster.

Trust is as fragile as paper soaked in water, and it will rot if touched lightly.

He knew very well that the situation of the monster tribe was not very good. Now there were many strong people in the God Realm, and there were also anti-monsterization potions to assist. It was a foolish dream to want to take back the White Sea.

Reconciliation seemed to be the only way for monsters to have a happy ending, and the conditions given by Ye Lin were very tempting.

But could he be completely trusted? Was it a deliberate pretense that he threw out in order to get rid of the last support of the monsters, the demon king Mochia?

Largo could not tell, and did not dare to gamble everything.

There was a saying that Ye Lin said was right. There were not many high-level monsters who cared about the life and death of ordinary monsters.

So Largo knew that if he made a wrong judgment, he might end up in an irreversible situation.

Another result, if the nameless monster could not replace Ye Lin's fate, the monsters in the land of disaster would not suffer any loss. After all, he just opened his mouth and said something to test the ability of the nameless monster.

When the nameless monster heard Largo's question, he did not give a simple answer of "yes or no". In addition to the basic transcendental combat power, the fewer people who knew the details of his special ability, the better.

Even Largo, who was also a demon, had to be on guard.

To replace the adventurer, there were two conditions that needed to be met. The first was to have a deeper fate entanglement with him.

His entanglement with the fog god came from hatred, the hatred sealed in the land of disaster.

Two strangers living in the south and north of the world, who had never known each other since childhood, had no influence on each other, and their social relationships had no intersection. The thread of fate did not entangle, and it was impossible to erode and replace through the power of fate.

Secondly, the adventurer should be in a weak state.

There is another impossible restriction, the realm of the adventurer cannot be too much higher than his own.

"How indifferent! Let me think, you should have a name in the past." Largo suddenly had an idea, and analyzed the true identity of the nameless monster from another angle, thinking:

"The oldest white sea, powerful monsters occupy all the space in the sky and underground, I and Mahenava symbolize the distortion of the sea, Yaksha symbolizes the mutation of the earth, you should symbolize the sky, the monster in the sky..."

Ursula is a later substitute. The original earth monster has fallen, the burning corpse fire is endless, the body and soul are destroyed, and no one in the God Realm remembers the name of His existence.

Largo's monster form has some characteristics of a giant shark, Mahenava has the characteristics of a crab, Yaksha is half snake and half insect, Ursula's monster form is a white snake, then the nameless monster in front of him...

"You seem to be..."

A certain light seemed to burst out from the depths of memory, but it was always separated by a thin, impenetrable gauze. Largo's head hurt so much that he gave up in the end.

"If you don't answer, it means no, so it's not that great." Largo habitually teased.

Mahenawa, one of the five monsters, is arrogant because he thinks he is smart. Largo's own personality is not much better, or it can be said that none of the five monsters are sweet-mouthed, and it is not uncommon for the same clan to ridicule each other.

If it weren't for the fact that the demon king was the best in the world and above the five monsters, it would not be impossible that the five of them would have fought long ago.

Two beams of cold light like lightning burst out from the demonic aura that enveloped the nameless monster, "Compared to the fog god and the hermit in the divine world, my success rate in devouring your fate is the highest."

"You can try it, whether I become your tonic or I eat your flesh and blood." Largo's mouth corners suddenly grinned to his ears, revealing two rows of white giant shark teeth, and the fierce breath surged out, and the land of disaster was violently turbulent.

Boom!

The demonic energy was like a flood that broke through the dam, sweeping across the land of disasters. A tooth-grinding friction sound rang out in the void, and the contact surface between the land of disasters and the real world seemed unstable.

"Haven't you learned enough from the past lessons?" The demon king, who was always there but nowhere, spoke lightly. Every word was like thunder, turning into a terrifying mental storm, resounding through the land of disasters, full of indescribable majesty.

The two powerful monsters separated in an instant, each occupying one side.

After a pause, the demon king asked coldly: "Largo, where does the other power hidden in your body come from?"

Largo scratched his messy hair hard, his heart beating violently in his chest, suppressing the ferocity in his eyes, and replied: "This power comes from prayer, prayer for the "door", the desire to get out of the land of disaster. I don't know His name, I only know that its name is the endless power, suspected... from the outside gods."

"The endless power stabilizes our false transcendence."

"Can you contact Him?" A huge "bright moon" lit up in the sky of the land of disaster, and the bright moon blinked.

"I'll try." Largo knew he had no reason to refuse.

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Kelton answered the doubts just right, and said in a nostalgic and proud tone: "You should have seen it too, there are six monsters and the demon king, and the previous hermit and the fog god have a total of four. The number is not equal. How did they seal the demon clan into the land of disaster?"

"The answer is unity!"

"Although this statement sounds a bit vulgar and a bit rotten, like the courage and unity that only teenagers in their youth would shout, in fact, it is precisely that the powerful monsters did not join forces, but instead established their own kingdoms, and no one was submissive to anyone else, and then we defeated them one by one and seriously injured them."

"Mar set up a magic circle that could deceive the transcendents, which was the key to that war, and the realms of several of the transcendents were relatively superficial, not like a real transcendent step."

Listening to Kelton's memories, Ergon didn't pay much attention. He kept looking at the sea surface that projected the scene of the land of disaster, and more to observe the monsters hidden in the dark.

In a sense, they are all his kind.

"They don't have their own names. Only the best ones will name themselves." Ergon raised his eyes, was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I also forgot how many times I died before I got the name Ergon, and who gave me the name."

Keldon slowly put away his smile, took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket to check the time, and then looked at Ergon's "short" and lonely figure with a sad look.

Ergon actually always remembered who gave him the name, but deliberately sealed the memory.

The person who gave him the name "Ergon" was the name inherited by Meilun Zhiyun, Hemouni, the first generation of Hemouni.

The current Hemouni's original name was "Losli", the best friend of the navigator.

"Being called by name means being remembered, and having no name means being forgotten." Ergon was not in a good mood and murmured.

Ye Lin was quite touched by this. He once held a memorial ceremony for the dead Baiyun Watcher with Rui Er in Baiyun Valley. The wide and flat land was buried with graves and simple tombstones.

The tombstones often had the names of the buried people and a few comments.

Ye Lin did not know every dead person here. He could only guess their gender from their names, and he knew nothing about their appearance. However, when he saw the names on the tombstones, he knew that a Baiyun Watcher named so-and-so was buried here.

Most monsters have no names, so after they die, no one remembers them, no one knows them, and they will enter the third stage of death in an instant.

"Don't they give themselves names?" asked the navigator.

"Monsters, monsters, they are monsters in the White Sea, and beasts in the land of disasters, just like wild beasts living in the wild, they only act on the instinct of survival, and they cannot have names."