In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"What do you mean?"

"A lot of things. I remember that Lord Rosen doesn't like to meddle in other people's family affairs." The girl's amber eyes were flowing, looking charming.

"Tamamo, people will change." Rosen, who felt the hot air, took a step away and turned his head to look out the window. "The situation is no longer enough for me. Some people..."

"But digging my brain wants my brain."

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In addition to the white snow turning black, the majestic Alps are still magnificent, and the monsters who escaped in embarrassment regained their vitality again, and happened to fight humans again at the northern foot of the mountains.

The werewolves sang battle songs and walked in groups on the rugged mountain road. There were still shreds of meat in their teeth. It seemed that this 'lunch' tasted good.All kinds of monsters are not without brains, and Attila's fiasco has also made many tribes lose confidence.

Fortunately, the humans who came to their door made them fight again.

The two-legged flying dragon roared past in the air, and the cavalry on the ground had no end in sight. On the top of the Black Snow Mountain, three black shadows were silently watching everything in front of them.

The energy fluctuations of the black shadows are almost non-existent, standing there seems to be no different from the air, but no one dares to look at those ferocious monsters.

They are origins.

They are gods.

They are everything.

The fallen heroic spirits scattered all over the world are nothing more than pawns, but each pawn has a different function. It is true that the loss of emptiness and jealousy is distressing, but it has not yet penetrated into the bone marrow.

When several people were looking at the 'child' from a distance, another black shadow came from a distance, and it was seen walking in the air, the air seemed to be solidified due to too strong a force.

In just five steps, the black shadow came from the opposite mountain a few kilometers away, the magic power in his body was gathered in an instant, and he returned to the ethereal state similar to his companions.

"Zhu, I told you not to do meaningless things. The German army led by a mere heroic spirit doesn't need your help at all." A black figure said lightly. It was a little taller than the others, and its body was swaying like black smoke.

"There's more than one Heroic Spirit. The one who used magic was killed by me, and the one who used swords was quite resistant, so he ran away without paying attention." Zhu paused, and the tyrannical breath came out, "And—— Originally, we are equal beings, don't speak in such an orderly tone!"

"This is not an order, but a warning. The situation is different now. If you do what you want, be careful not to repeat the same mistakes." The original shadow still had no emotional fluctuations, and when the 'Pillar' was about to get angry, he stretched out his right hand to interrupt.

"Speaking of which, where did the king go, we have been waiting here for three days."

A lot of black snowflakes had piled up under the shadows, and these people actually stood there motionless for three days.

If Rosen was here, he would probably have a chat with this group of 'old friends' about his life. It's unheard of for him to be so idle.

"I've already sent a notice. If that guy doesn't come, what can I do?" Zhu seemed very helpless. Since the battle five years ago, it has become normal for the King of People to fish like his brain was burnt out.

"Isn't the king interested in that man's appearance? It seems that I have a chance to talk to him." Yuan Chu touched his chin and turned around suddenly, "Masters, we don't have to wait for him, let's start first!"

"Yes."

"So best."

The other two made flat or lazy voices, the space was distorted, and the shadows on the mountain became invisible.

It seemed to move in an instant, but it was actually a subspace transfer. The black shadows tore apart the space without any trance, and when they reappeared, they were already in a stone room.

This stone room was built in unknown year, and it is surrounded by unknown metal, and a conference table is placed in the center, which is similar to the British round table, symbolizing equality.

There are nine seats in total, but there are only four people present, and the black shadows are seated one after another. The one who was beside Attila sighed:

"I haven't been here for almost five years. I didn't expect to be here again so soon."

After the defeat in 1999, the surviving ones discussed countermeasures here, and finally drew up a new destruction plan. Everything went smoothly, but they didn't expect problems at the end of last year.

The defeat of Britain, which had planned the conspiracy for several years, was followed by the loss of Rome. They were beaten twice in a row and finally made them unable to sit still.

"Yes, you are still so sentimental. But five years is too short a time to be counted as a moment in eternal life."

"Hehe, that's true, but I had already expected that man the moment he appeared." The black shadow called Neng put his hand on his chest, and his tone became grim, "He should be called Rosen now, right? When I saw his face at that time, my wound was aching!"

As if there were unbearable years to look back on, most of the other black shadows were silent, only a piercing voice laughed loudly:

"Stop talking nonsense, why didn't you jump on him when you saw him!? If I hadn't been a little late, there would be no need for this bullshit meeting!"

"I'm a clone, and I don't have much power."

"Hey, the avatar plus the power of emptiness are enough!" Zhu stood up and looked around the crowd, and roared viciously: "Don't hold the meeting now, the four of us will come to Rome directly! I want to see if that man is superhuman! "

He was extremely warlike. He was in charge of the North American Raiders in that battle five years ago, smashing a group of heroes of the Lighthouse Kingdom into meatloaf, and only heard the legend of Rosen after returning.

Having never seen it with his own eyes, Zhu absolutely does not believe that a half-heroic spirit is so mysterious. This is just an excuse made by his companions for failure!

However, the murderous voice fell, and no one responded. Their long lives doomed them to be extremely rational, and any aggressive methods were useless.

'boom! '

Zhu slapped the table hard, causing the whole space to vibrate. Just as he was about to turn around, the last black figure sitting in the corner spoke.

"do not get excited."

The voice was male or female, vaguely present, as if countless people were speaking.It stretched out its hands, and the misty black smoke swept over the four vacant seats, condensing into four other black shadows.

They are tall and short, and some are as large as aliens. These are all companions who once stood here.

"Look, these are the people who died in his hands, and some of them are not weaker than you. If you want to test it, I will not stop it, and I look forward to the information you get in exchange for your life."

......

The flat voice was telling a fact, and Zhu's steps stopped, no matter how irritable a person could hear the meaning in the words.