Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

"...Mikhail."

After receiving this soul message, Su Zhou settled down, closed his eyes, and concentrated on analyzing the messages Mikhail wanted to convey to him.

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

"So that's it-the second prince and Leviathan, Mattwei and Ying Long, these two groups are actually in the same family? I said that when the second prince was suspected of death, why did that guy first speak to guide the situation."

"Lord Maia who summoned me, if it doesn't happen to me, it should be on their side. Moreover, it is said that there is a fourth person's Dragon Ball, which was also secretly given by the second prince... Normal guess, it cannot be the church The Vicar priest, it should be the Gorgon."

In this way, four dragon balls belong to one party before the Dragon Ball War begins... As for why they should be separated, it should be that everyone can only sign a contract with one dragon, and if the four dragon balls gather together, it is estimated that there will be something A conspicuous vision.

Su Zhou had already accepted all the messages that Mikhail wanted to convey before he died.

At the same time, he also officially confirmed Mikhail's death: "It's a pity, I thought it was all about Yemengard's defeat, this kind of firm conviction guy can go to the end... I didn't expect it."

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

"Mikhail's wish is to destroy the entire old world, so he summoned Yemengard who destroyed the old world."

Counting the information of the known Dragon Ball holders in his mind, he began to interpret the relationship between the summoner and the dragon from the side: "And the second prince Kumor's wish is to condense the will of the entire country and let the empire rebuild its glory (t again) , Therefore, summoned the behemoth'Leviathan' representing the will of the country."

"My words, because the summoner is Ola, an ignorant little guy, he jumped in directly from another world-and the original summoner, Lord Maia, his wish was to destroy the old world. He became the new emperor, so he summoned Nidhogg who also caused the destruction of the old world..."

"In other words, the feathered snake god can also be explained by the innocence of which hunter boy—he never thought of killing people, so he summoned the highest and best feathered snake god, but the same, such a powerful dragon is also because 'Good' and the first to exit."

"But in this case, why did the priest Matvi be Yinglong? Is there any corresponding legend about Yinglong? Why did he respond to Matvi's call?"

I was quite puzzled, but what worries Su Zhou more was another fact.

"Quatting Serpent is dead, I have no combat power for the time being. Yemengard has just been defeated. After this calculation, only Gorgon and Fafner are left-even if it is two against two, I don't think they can Defeat the second prince and Matvey who were prepared."

"What's more, the two of them are very likely to fight, and eventually be picked up by others."

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

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

From here, I can clearly see the undulating Kobol Mountains not far away covered by endless frost.

The deadly poisonous gas is spreading in it, the dead body of Yemengade is looming in it, and the dark dead gas is spreading in it.

They have arrived at their destination.

at the same time.

Inside the main city of Maia, the Dragon Temple of the Ancestor.

The young priest with dark green eyes sat on the front seat of the empty hall of the temple. He had shoulder-length platinum hair. At this moment, he was smiling gently, staring at the heart of his hand. Pocket watch.

This is a plain old pocket watch with a little emerald patina. It has a yellowed photo embedded in it.

This is a family portrait of a young man and a woman, a man and a woman, 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 slightly: "It has been so long...but everything is just like yesterday."

Twenty years ago, in the south of the Kelba Empire, the War of the Elves had reached its end.

Facing the pressing force, the empire army, which almost burned the entire Silent Forest to ashes, lost all resistance and completely abandoned the homeland and moved east to the colder Frost Whisper Forest and Lierda Mountains. Some elves continue to cross east into the sea, to the endless islands.

This was a victory-after nearly ten years, the empire finally drove the elves away completely, and could unearth the amazing reserves, enough to supply the empire for more than five hundred years of super large mana veins.

But before you waited for the southern lords to celebrate this great victory that was not easy, the revenge of the elves followed.

Whether it is countless mutated insects full of diseases and curses, or the archdruid who has continuously sneaked into the city to launch a dark green disaster, whether it is a violent locust plague that is enough to sweep over half of the empire, or it can make the entire southern farmland completely harvested. The curse of natural magic, all the vicious methods that ancient elves never thought about, and even experimented, were developed by elves during the ten-year war.

Then, at the moment they were humiliated and driven away, they were all used on the enemy.

To be honest, even though he said'just like yesterday', Vika's memory of that time is not very clear.

The only thing he can remember is that the dark green mold that swallows everything is spreading rapidly in the city. Where the spores pass, all the wood products are eroded, and the poisonous gas is like moss and mushrooms. The weird plants were emitted and flooded the entire city.

This is the Dark Green Disaster. The Elf Archdruid can only use himself as a sacrifice, which is enough to completely destroy a city.

On the day when the elves were completely defeated, a total of six archdruids entered the sixteen large cities in the south. No one knew how they came. Maybe they were teleporting, maybe they turned into mice or mosquitoes. They have always been good at this kind of thing, and no one can really stop an extraordinary person who is struggling with all his thoughts.

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

And, a population of more than 10 million.

It’s also funny to say that these six cities are also the cities with the most conscripts and the highest mortality rate. If these cities still exist after the war, then the empire may really be dragged down by these completely degraded areas— -The behavior of the archdruids was to reset everything to zero, which made things a lot easier. Whether it was pensions or subsequent policy compensation, everything disappeared, making them breathe a sigh of relief.

However, not all of the six cities died.

There are always some lucky ones, but unfortunately they survived.

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

But really, this is not a story of revenge.

If it weren’t for the photos, Vika felt that he would have forgotten the faces of his parents and his sister. He hated things like this when he was still young, even if he chewed repeatedly. The way to taste the unforgettable hatred from the already weak feelings.

Adopted by the temple, he was arranged to come to the Northland, mainly because the upper level believed that the Northland in the winter for more than six months could prevent Vika from seeing the green as much as possible, reminding him of the hellish green frenzy. .

However, in fact, Vika never cared about these.

All he had in mind, from beginning to end, was peace.

"Whether it is fighting or war, it is the most terrifying thing in this world. Intelligent beings can always use all their wisdom to eliminate other lives more efficiently, and war is the inducement of this kind of wisdom. "

"Right now, war cannot destroy all the lives in this world, but soon, with the advancement of technology, this kind of thing will always happen, with stronger magic, stronger magic creation, stronger The emergence of weapons, weapons that can kill all lives in the world, or magic, will appear, and at that time, the world is only one step away from being destroyed and being reshaped by the ancestors."

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

"Faffner, my purpose is actually not to capture the Dragon Balls. The order given to me by the church is that if the Dragon Ball War breaks out, then I will try to protect my Dragon Balls from being taken away by others—just like a guard. Like the dragon of treasure, in theory, as long as you lie down on the ground and stay still, you can win. The purpose of the former is to protect the treasure, and my purpose is to organize others to succeed."

"I don't mind."

Hearing this, in the spirit world, a cold snort came from Vika’s ear. I don’t know if he was dissatisfied with this description, or if he thought it was ridiculous, the voice of the dragon Fafner With a hint of sarcastic rationality: "But Vika, you also want to change the world. Otherwise, how could you fight Yemengard and Zhushi for an indifferent dragon ball?"

It knows the names of its enemies very well. Vika has told all its enemies’ legends and characteristics, as well as some combat capabilities, and even Dragon Ball itself will carry some information to prevent ordinary people from being accidentally involved and not knowing anything. Was killed.

"Yes."

Regarding Fafner’s doubts, Vika simply admitted this, and the priest's dark green eyes lowered and looked to the ground: "The teacher told me that if the Dragon Ball War is convened, I should stick to it before the reinforcements arrive. The temple-but as you can see, I really can't hold back, I can't help but go out and fight other dragons-I also have a desire, so I am willing to fight."

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

With that said, Vika raised his head again.

In the eyes of priests who should have symbolized love and peace, there was a quietly burning fire.

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

"The church always says that everyone is the child of the ancestor dragon. We can live together peacefully, using time and practical actions to dissolve hatred and usher in the ultimate peace."

Step by step towards the altar, where there are inscribed statues of the heaven, earth and the three dragons of life, Vika slowly flew across the heaven and earth Shuanglong, and then stood in front of the dragon of life, the father of ten thousand races, muttering softly: "But I don't believe it."

"As long as there is a difference between pointed ears and round ears in this world, the difference between tall and short people, and the difference between living in the water and living in the mainland - there must be disputes in this world."

"All different people are destined to have a war. If you want to abandon disputes and maintain peace, you must let one side completely eliminate the other, and there will no longer be any incentive for conflict."

He was clearly talking about the topic of'peace', but Vika's words were as terrifying and cold as the frost in the north.

At this moment, the priest turned his head and looked out the window. He saw the snow-white snow all over the city, and then said calmly: "This world is like the white snow in the north. Because it is pure white, it looks beautiful. Snow. No other colors are needed."

"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 no one to die, you must kill the most people first.

Just as the dragon slayer will eventually grow dragon scales, and the person who guards the treasure will eventually become an evil dragon-this is Vika's wish.

A priest who wants'peace' to come.

The magic dragon Fafner, at his call, 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 I admire Vika’s thoughts very much, the astralized dragon pointed out the contradictions in the thoughts of his summoners. It shook its head: “The rich and the poor, the knowledgeable and the ignorant gods, and others. Not to mention, it also depends on luck-people can never be the same. If a foreigner is killed, it is time to kill his own."

"That's why I want to make a wish."

As for Fafner’s correction, Vika didn’t care at all. He was used to the dragon’s stance: "Although, I doubt whether the power of the ancestors can do this, but on the face of it, this should be The only way."

And just when the young priest spoke.

Suddenly, Vika looked up, seeming to notice something.

"A guest is here."

He squinted his eyes and muttered to himself solemnly: "Is this an active fight?"

Now that the enemy has come to the door, you can’t back down.

"Let's go, Fafner."

Vika raised his head, he strode back and walked out of the temple, his tone calm.

"Let's kill those uninvited guests."

And the answer to him was a roaring dragon.

After a period of time.

The northern wilderness, the entrance to the edge of the Kobol Mountains.

After a long period of use, Su Zhou and Aura have already reached the mountain range.

At this time, hanging in the mountains, the mountain-like corpse belonging to Yemengade was clearly visible.

"Isn't it dissipated? That's right, Yemengarde swallowed a part of the world."

Looking at the remains of the world-wide serpent, Su Zhou began to analyze: "There are not many mana ore reserves in the Northland Mountains. If Yemengard really eats a mountain, then it may indeed have enough magic power. Fight Leviathan and Ying Long overnight, and leave the materialized."

"Forget it, no matter what, at least it really dragged the two people in the middle of the night and bought me enough rest time. It's worthy of thanks."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou casually said to the android girl: "Ola, go, let's go deep and see what we can use."

"Yes, Su Zhou."

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