"Why not? Did I come all the way from Fuzhou just to see these monsters?"
Snorri and the general looked at each other and laughed, and the visiting team continued to move forward. The stone tablet was just returned. It should have been written by the Dragon Emperor and then engraved by someone else, but that plaque was extraordinary.
"First Soul Hall!"
He read it word by word. In the eyes of those who have mastered extraordinary power, these three big words are like three little suns. The upright people will feel like bathing in warm water, and their bodies will be at peace, while those with evil thoughts will experience the torture of the scorching sun.
"According to legend, these three words were inscribed by Dragon Emperor Haotian with his own essence and blood. No wonder it still has such strong energy after thousands of years. But why is it gilded? Could it be that he has created some kind of immortal gold? body?"
"It's a pity that the Dragon Emperor no longer has any new warriors and guards."
After taking a tour, Snorri sighed. The structure of the temple is that the main hall in the middle is dedicated to the heroes whose spirits have merged into the warriors and warriors, and the halls on both sides are dedicated to famous generals who have made great contributions in the thousands of years since the founding of Cathay.
Although the spirits of the warriors are considered strong, their quality is still far behind those on the other side, especially after the continuous development and progress of mortal martial arts.
Divide the "seventy-two sages" who are worthy of enjoying the Palace of the First Soul by thousands of years, and then calculate the mortals as one generation of twenty years, then each of them must be a guy who can dominate three generations of mortals. If one of the three generations is compared with a bunch of the first generation, there will naturally be a gap in strength.
"Is this place only dedicated to mortals?"
After turning left, center and right, Snorri stroked his beard and asked. Not to mention the three real dragons that disappeared, he didn't even see the dragonborn.
"Yes, the Dragonborn have their own place, above the heavens. I can't remember what it's called. Anyway, it's only for them, and only those with the same blood can enter."
The general shrugged. He seemed to have some opinions about the Dragonborn. Snorri knew this, and there was a deep divide between ordinary people and dragonborns, thin-blooded or not.
The power of dragonborn comes from their bloodline, and the concentration of bloodline directly determines the upper limit of their power. With intermarriage and reproduction, unless the true dragon is blessed, this bloodline will only become thinner and thinner until it disappears.
Cathay has been a country for thousands of years, and there are a large number of dragon descendants with rare blood in the society. Taking men as an example, their solar mana is only enough to be used as lantern lighting at night, but the weaker the power, the more low-status guys like to talk about their identity as dragonborn.
Most of the high-level dragon-born groups with pure blood and powerful strength put themselves in the same category as the real dragons. They think that they are also the masters of the celestial dynasty. It is common for them to yell at their colleagues and even their superiors.
But in the eyes of mortals, you will not change even if you change. You don’t have any lin or claws. Do you really think of yourself as a dragon? What's the point of a half-assed magic maniac who relies on the charm of a woman on his family tree?
The real dragons guarding one side are all trying to reconcile the conflicts between the two groups, and Zhulong is the worst among them. In addition to having a fiery temperament, Li Prayer also has needs in certain aspects that are as fierce as fire.
This means that he has always had no shortage of dragonborn with pure blood under his command. He has enough strong men to suppress many foreign races in the Paradise Mountains and Indy, but it has also caused ordinary dragonborn to be like fire and water.
"Go through this door and you'll find the inner garden. Let's go back home!" The general said, pointing to the ajar door at the back of the palace.
"Well, can you please be accommodating? I'm very interested in the things inside. You know, these are just stone and clay sculptures, there are no real ones!" Snorri pulled him aside and stuffed two ingots of gold into his mouth. In the hands of the general.
"this..."
The Terracotta Warriors and Horses Cemetery is located in the heart of Weibei Province, which is relatively peaceful. The defenders lack opportunities to earn military industry and make extra money.
"There is also a small group of dragon guards sent from Nangao to guard the inner garden. They are not in the same system as our guard station. I don't know if I can persuade them!"
"Hahaha, I am very pleased that the general is willing to do his best. Everyone will like these shiny things, and our family has no shortage of them!" Snorri's eyes narrowed to a slit, and he never stopped when he reached the door. The principle of step.
The general will hold the gold
He put the ingot in his arms, took a bag of activity funds from Bloxon and pushed through the door. Through the crack of the open door, Snorri saw the torso of a terracotta warrior lying on the ground, and he was convinced that this was where he needed to be.
"The Captain of the Dragon Guard also admires your reputation and is willing to make it easier, but it is difficult to handle so many people. You can only go in alone!"
"Oh, I understand. But as a king, I can't be alone, right? Excuse me, let's bring in two more people." Snorri was overjoyed when he heard this and took out two more gold ingots. As long as he opened an opening, it would be enough. .
"It's settled, then there will be three, no more!" General Pian came back with a happy face. The extra money he earned as a tour guide on this trip can equal his salary for a year. As expected, the dwarf has a golden mountain at home, as the legend says. !
"Walk!"
In addition to Bloxson, Snorri also roped in Asota, the captain of the Blue Sheep Hunters. This middle-aged ranger with a gray beard is a real tough guy. In addition to his sharp eyes like an eagle and strong hands covered with calluses, he also has the perseverance to lie in wait for days and nights in the wind and snow.
"Ouch!"
"What terrible destruction!"
As soon as they entered the inner garden, the three dwarves were stunned by the sight in front of them. Tombs are scattered on the hills that are not too high, and the broken giant limbs are more or less covered with moss and vines.
"My brothers and I will accompany you three to visit. Don't touch or talk loudly to disturb the rest of the heroes. If you want to know anything, you can ask, but I don't know much about it."
The captain of the dragon guard in golden armor came forward. After accepting the bribe, he was in a good mood. He briefly scanned the dwarves and led them to the right.
"Is this the latest to be buried? What caused such havoc?"
Snorri pointed to the outermost one, before the green had even had time to cover it. This was said to be wreckage, but in fact it was just half of the right arm and leg lying on the ground, and there seemed to be burn marks on the fractures.
"I really don't know what else you're asking about, but this statue was deployed at Weimen Pass three years ago. I was also stationed in Changyuan at that time, so I know a little bit about it. It is said that the two-headed crow demon used evil flames to Caused by it." Even after a long time, this memory still made the Dragon Guard Captain look a little pale.
"Two-headed crow demon?" Snorri couldn't help but frown. The crow demon should refer to the All-Changing Demon Lord, but the obvious appearance of two heads should be unique among the demon bird gods.
"What you don't know is that this demon appeared in Bloodwind Castle on the eastern grassland five years ago."
