Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

...Mikhail.

After accepting this soul message, Su Zhou calmed down, closed his eyes, and concentrated on analyzing the information these bounty hunters wanted to convey to him.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and frowned.

So that's it - the second prince and Leviathan, Matvey and Yinglong, these two groups of people are actually the same family? I said that when the second prince was suspected of death, why was that guy the first to speak up and guide the situation.

The one who summoned me, Lord Maia, should be from their side, if nothing else happened to me. Moreover, it is said that there is a fourth person with a dragon ball, which was secretly given by the second prince... It is normal to speculate that it cannot be the church. The Vika priest should be the Gorgon.

In this way, before the Dragon Ball War has even started, four Dragon Balls belong to one side... As for why they are separated, it should be that each person can only sign a contract with one dragon, and if the four Dragon Balls gather together, there will probably be something A striking vision.

At this time, Su Zhou had already accepted all the messages that Mikhail wanted to convey before his death.

At the same time, he also officially confirmed the death of Mikhail: It's a pity. I thought that the defeat of Jormungandr would be enough. A guy with such firm belief can make it to the end... I didn't expect it.

Because of this information, Su Zhou's mood became quite subtle.

Mikhail's wish was to destroy the entire old world, so he summoned Jormungandr, who destroyed the old world.

Taking stock of the information about the known Dragon Ball holders in his mind, he began to interpret the relationship between the summoner and the dragon: The second prince Kumoor's wish is to unite the will of the entire country and make the empire great again. ), so he summoned the giant beast 'Leviathan' that represents the will of the country.

In my words, because the summoner is a little guy like Aura who knows nothing about it, he jumped in directly from another world - and the original summoner, Lord Maia, also wanted to destroy the old world. He became the new emperor, so he summoned Nidhogg, who also caused the destruction of the old world... It can all be explained.

Otherwise, Quetzalcoatl can also be explained by the innocence of the hunter boy - he never thought about killing people, so he summoned the highest and most benevolent Quetzalcoatl, but similarly, such a powerful dragon, because 'Good' and the first to exit.

But in this case, why is that Priest Matvey Yinglong? Is there any corresponding legend about Yinglong? Why did he respond to Matvey's call?

He was quite puzzled, but what worried Su Zhou even more was another fact.

Quetzalcoatl is dead, and I have no fighting power for the time being. Jörmungandr has just been defeated. After all, only Gorgon and Fafnir are left - even if it is two against two, I don't think they can Defeat the Second Prince and Matvey, who are already prepared.

What's more, the two of them are likely to fight and end up being taken advantage of by others.

Thinking of this, the young man raised his head with solemn eyes: This Dragon Ball War is dangerous.

And just when Su Zhou finished thinking about the current situation, Aura had already arrived at the edge of the Northland wilderness.

From here, one can clearly see the rolling Kobol Mountains not far away, covered in endless frost.

The poisonous gas of death is spreading in it, the body of Jörmungandr, which is comparable to the mountain, is looming in it, and the dark gas of death is spreading in it.

They have arrived at their destination.

at the same time.

The main city of Maia, inside the Temple of the Ancestral Dragon.

The young priest with dark green eyes was sitting in the front row of the empty temple hall. He had platinum shoulder-length hair. He was staring at the palm of his hand with a gentle smile. pocket watch.

This is an ordinary old pocket watch with a slight green patina. It has a yellowed photo embedded in it.

This is a family portrait of a young man and woman, a boy and a girl, and two children about five or six years old.

Twenty years...

Staring at this photo, Priest Vika closed his pocket watch, his eyes moved slightly, and he sighed softly: It has been such a long time... but everything is like yesterday.

Twenty years ago, in the south of the Kelba Empire, the Elf War had reached its final stage.

Faced with the imperial army that pressed forward step by step and almost burned the entire Silent Forest to ashes, the Elf Royal Court, which had lost all ability to resist, completely abandoned its homeland and moved east to the even colder Frostwhisper Forests and Lilda Mountains. Some elves even continued to cross eastward into the sea, heading for the Endless Islands.

This is a victory - it took nearly ten years for the empire to finally drive the elves away and be able to unearth the super-large mana veins with astonishing reserves, enough to supply the empire for more than five hundred years.

But before the southern lords could celebrate this great victory that was not easy, the elves' revenge followed one after another.

Whether it is countless mutated insects full of diseases and curses, or the Archdruid who continuously sneaks into the city and launches the Dark Green Disaster, whether it is a violent locust plague that can sweep through most of the empire, or whether it is a locust plague that can wipe out the harvest of the entire southern farmland. The cursed natural magic and all the vicious methods that the ancient elves had never considered or even experimented with were all developed by the elves during the ten years of war.

Then, at the moment when they were driven away in humiliation, it was all used on the enemy.

To be honest, although he said it was 'just like yesterday', Vika's memory of that time was not very clear.

The only thing he could remember was that the dark green, all-devouring mold was spreading rapidly in the city. Wherever the spores passed, all wood products were eroded, and the highly toxic poisonous gas was like moss or mushrooms. Emitted from strange plants, flooding the entire city.

This is the Dark Green Disaster. Only when the Elf Archdruid sacrifices himself can he use magic powerful enough to completely destroy a city.

On the day when the elves were completely defeated, a total of six great druids entered the six big cities in the south. No one knew how they came. Maybe they were teleported, maybe they turned into mice or mosquitoes. He has always been good at this kind of thing, and no one can really stop an extraordinary person who puts all his efforts into it.

Then, they all launched their most powerful means of destruction, destroying the six most elite cities in the southern part of the empire.

and, a population of over 10 million.

It's funny to say that these six cities happen to be the ones with the highest number of conscripts and the highest death rates. If these cities still exist after the war, the empire may really be dragged down by these areas that have been completely eroded— -The actions of the Archdruids reset everything, making things much more convenient. Whether it was pensions or subsequent policy compensation, everything disappeared, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

However, not everyone in those six cities died.

There are always some lucky people who survive, either fortunately or unfortunately.

Vika is the survivor of this devastating destruction and the only survivor of that happy family.

But seriously, this is not a revenge story.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the photos, Vika felt that he must have forgotten the faces of his parents and his sister. As for hatred, he was still young at the time, so even if he chewed it repeatedly, he would not remember it. A way to taste the unforgettable hatred from the already dull feelings.

He was adopted by the temple and was arranged to come to the Northland, mainly because the superiors believed that the Northland with more than six months of winter could prevent Vika from seeing green as much as possible and remind him of the hellish green craze. .

But, in fact, Vika never cared about this.

All he thought about, from beginning to end, was peace.

Whether it is fighting or war, it is the most terrifying thing in the world. Intelligent life can always use all their wisdom on how to eliminate other life more efficiently, and war is the cause of the fermentation of this wisdom.

Now, war cannot destroy all life in this world, but soon, with the advancement of technology, this kind of thing will always happen. With more powerful magic, more powerful magic energy creations, more powerful Weapons will appear, weapons or magic that can kill all life in the world will appear, and at that time, the world will be only one step away from destruction and being reshaped by the ancestors.

Putting the pocket watch in his arms, Vika raised his head. He looked at the dome made of stained glass in the temple, and said with a leisurely tone: Only by giving up fighting and maintaining peace, can life continue to exist.

Fafnir, my purpose is not to seize the Dragon Ball. The order given to me by the church is that if the Dragon Ball War breaks out, I will try my best to protect my Dragon Ball from being taken away by others - just like a guard. Like the treasure dragon, theoretically you can win by just lying on the ground and not moving. The purpose of the former is to protect the treasure, while my purpose is to prevent others from succeeding in making their wishes.

I don't mind, after all, I don't have any wishes.

Hearing this sentence, in the spirit world, a cold snort came from Vika's ear. I don't know whether he was dissatisfied with this description, or he thought this idea was ridiculous. The voice of the evil dragon Fafnir sounded... Rationality with a hint of irony: But Vika, you also want to change the world. Otherwise, why would you have fought against Jörmungandr and Zhu Zhou for a dragon ball that you theoretically don't care about?

It knows the names of its enemies very well. Vika has told it the legends and characteristics of all enemies, as well as some of their combat capabilities. Even the Dragon Balls themselves will come with some information to prevent ordinary people who are accidentally involved from not knowing everything. Just get killed.

yes.

In response to Fafnir's doubts, Vika simply admitted this. The priest lowered his dark green eyes and looked at the ground: Teacher Qian warned and asked me that if the Dragon Ball War is held, I should stick to it before reinforcements arrive. Temple—but as you can see, I really couldn’t hold it in and couldn’t help but go out and fight the other dragons—I also had a wish, so I was willing to fight.”

And my wish is to eradicate all wars in this world.

Having said this, Vika raised her head again.

In the eyes of the priest, who was supposed to be a symbol of love and peace, there was a quiet fire.

——No more massacres, no more struggles, no more deaths, no more suspicions... Life will use all its wisdom and love on each other. What he wants is exactly this kind of heaven.

The church always says that we are all children of the ancestral dragon. We can coexist peacefully, use time and practical actions to dissolve hatred, and usher in the final peace.

Step by step, he walked towards the altar, where the statues of the three dragons of heaven, earth and life were engraved. Vika slowly passed by the two dragons of heaven and earth, and then stood in front of the dragon of life, the father of all races, and murmured softly: But I don't believe it.

As long as there are differences in this world between pointed ears and round ears, between tall people and short people, between living in the water and living on the mainland - there will definitely be disputes in this world.

There is destined to be a war between all different people. If you want to abandon disputes and maintain peace, you must allow one party to completely eliminate the other party, and there will no longer be any inducements to conflict.

Although he was talking about 'peace', Vika's words were as terrifying and cold as the frost in the north.

At this time, the priest turned his head and looked out the window. He saw the white snow all over the city, and then said calmly: This world is just like the white snow in the north. Because it is pure white, it looks beautiful. And Snow doesn’t need other colors.”

So I firmly believe that as long as all races except humans are eliminated, the world will eventually be peaceful.

——To eradicate war, we must launch the largest war in history.

——If you want not to kill a single 'person', you must first kill the maximum number of 'people'.

Just as the dragon slayer will eventually grow dragon scales, the person guarding the treasure will eventually become a dragon - and this is Vika's wish.

A priest who hopes for 'peace' to come.

And the magic dragon Fafnir responded to his call and came as promised.

But, boy, I must remind you that even if there is no intelligent life except human beings in this world, war will still happen.

Although it admired Vika's thoughts, the spiritual dragon pointed out the contradictions in the thoughts of its summoner. It shook its head: The rich and the poor, the knowledgeable and the ignorant, nothing else. Said, there are good luck and bad luck - people can never be the same, if the foreigners have killed them all, it is time to kill our own people.

That's why I wanted to make a wish to see if there was another way to go.

Vika didn't care at all about Fafnir's correction. He was already used to the dragon's argument: Although, I doubt whether the authority of the ancestor is difficult to do this, but on the surface, this should be The only way.

And just when the young priest was communicating with the demon dragon he summoned.

Suddenly, Vika raised her head and seemed to notice something.

We have guests here, and there are a lot of them? Weird, why are there so many?

He narrowed his eyes and said to himself seriously: Is this a proactive request for war?

Now that the enemy has come to your door, you can't retreat.

Let's go, Fafnir.

Vika turned around and strode outside the temple with a calm tone.

Let's get rid of those uninvited guests.

What responded to him was the roar of a dragon.

After a period of time.

Northland wilderness, at the entrance to the edge of the Kobol Mountains.

After a long and short period of use, Su Zhou and Aura had arrived at the mountain range.

At this time, the mountain-like body of Jormungandr hanging in the mountains was clearly visible.

It hasn't dissipated yet? That's right, Jormungandr swallowed part of the world's matter.

Looking at the remains of the World-Wide Serpent, Su Zhou began to analyze: There are not many magic ore reserves in the North Mountains. If Jörmungandr really eats a mountain, then it may indeed have enough magic power. Fight fiercely with Leviathan and Yinglong all night long, and leave behind a substantial body.

Forget it, regardless of this, at least it did delay those two people for most of the night and bought me enough rest time. It deserves thanks.

Thinking of this, Su Zhou casually said to the android girl: Ola, let's go deep and see if there is anything we can use - such as mana mines or the corpses of monsters.

Yes, Su Zhou.

In response, the girl nodded obediently, and then took the lead and set off to the depths of the mountains.

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