Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

Luo Zhen grabbed Ke Luoer's wrist and stopped her in a matter of seconds.

But Ke Luoer made up her mind and tried hard to change hands:

"No! I just knew Luo Zhenjun that you would say that, so I kept it from you! This is our own business in Dishui Village, at least I should settle it! Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my father? Those ancestors who endured poverty all their lives!"

This girl's stubbornness is also really stubborn, she is indeed a stubborn horse.

Luo Zhen could easily suppress her, but he still tried to persuade her not to hurt her:

"That's why I say it's self-satisfaction. You're the only one who's comfortable with what you've done. It doesn't matter if it's a big injury or a small injury, those of us who watch you hurt will be very sad."

"What you said to end it is to make those of us who accompanied you on the treasure hunt suffer for the rest of our lives? But Luoer, do you really want to do such a cruel thing?"

"Oh... Luo Zhenjun, this is too cheating..."

But Luoer's body gradually became limp, and tears filled her eyes.

After all, when it comes to sophistry, Luoer is not an excuse at all for Luo Zhen who has been trained by so many bad women.

She was already in a state of disarray, and she thought she had awakened a long time ago, but she was so vulnerable in the face of Luo Zhen's opposition.

And if you think about it carefully, maybe you just want him to stop you.

I am such a bad woman with no conscience... Luo Zhenjun is so kind to me, but I still treat him...

Ke Luoer fell into a subtle self-loathing, but felt a little happy.

Luo Zhen easily pressed Ke Luoer and took the key from her hand:

"It doesn't matter if you don't need this kind of thing. You don't like tomb robbery anyway, right? Then we'll treat it as a trip, and then pretend you asked me to borrow it, and I'll give it to Dishui Village—"

Luo Zhen just said half of what he said, and he didn't finish playing handsome.

Where did the key come from Ke Luoer's hand, a red light flashed in Luo Zhen's hand - it was the magical light of the active source stone!

At the same time, the cold electronic voice in Luo Zhen's head sounded again:

"【Confirm the Primarch, code name: Dr. Rozen (Luo Zhen).】"

"[Dr. Luo Zhen, you have rested for 99999999 hours. There are 1919419 pieces of information to be processed.]"

"hiss......!"

Before Luo Zhen was puzzled by this development with a sense of déjà vu, the hollow key pierced Luo Zhen's palm automatically, sucking his blood.

People in Dishui Village, including Ke Luoer, did not know one thing:

This treasure chest, the rumor of the knight's treasure, and even the fact that the people of Dishui Village guarded the treasure from generation to generation are all decoys.

The real treasure is not the treasure chest, but the person holding the key, with awareness, who will risk his life to get the treasure.

If it is an unqualified bandit, the key will suck his blood until he becomes a bluish white man.

If it is a qualified person, the key will naturally absorb his blood to awaken and become a real treasure.

As for Luo Zhen's occasion...

Then it should belong to, cheat directly with the modifier and skip to the ending animation.

"[The core memory is activated and the information is transmitted.]"

39. Race horse girl Luo Zhen!

...After the momentary change, Luo Zhen felt inexplicably traveling through time and space.

He seemed to be in a kaleidoscope, and all he could see were grotesque scenery, and the distance in time and space became fragmented.

This is because in an instant, a huge amount of information was stuffed into Luo Zhen's head.

That is to say, Luo Zhencai was just a little dizzy, and it was over after staying for a while.

If it were an ordinary person, the head would be short-circuited and steamed in the first place, and now it has already emitted a fragrance.

So that's the case, so Sakota was born with an auxiliary device like a halo, just to receive a greater amount of information?

Luo Zhen suddenly understood everything and understood the essence of precepts.

Halo is really a monitoring software for network connections. In order to do this, it needs more bandwidth and computing power to monitor in real time.

As a result, it gave the Sakota people excellent computing power, allowing them to be good at using guns, which require a lot of calculations, such as origin stone staffs.

But now Luo Zhen is not here to pursue this kind of thing.

His RGB halo operates at high speed, and countless light quantum nodes form a torrent, processing thousands of years of information at high speed.

From near to far, the first thing he saw was the expedition knight who held this memory core last.

"【After I die, let this king's proof accompany me in the burial.】"

The old man summoned the old department to the bedside and gave orders in an unquestionable tone.

Although it was already a candle in the wind, and it was still his first perspective, Luo Zhen didn't feel any panic about aging.

All he felt was worry: worry about Casimir's homeland, and worry about his inability to keep defending it.

The old knight on the hospital bed continued:

"[Casimir does not need a king. The power that can rule knights should only be glory and justice. The rule achieved by this kind of power will one day be corrupted.]"

"But Grandmaster, it was all thanks to this king's proof that we successfully defeated Ursus! If it were not for it, it would not be a hundred years later. Even if it is ten years later, when Ursas's army recovers, That Casimir..."

The knight who knelt on one knee beside the bed nodded deeply, and his words were full of worries about the motherland.

In this regard, the old master sighed:

"[Casimir, after all, is it a castle in the air built on illusory... We really can only continue the rule of Nightmare Khan, can we protect ourselves only by this method...]"

"【...Let the young people consider the future. Leave the file and give the key to the village chief who guards the tomb, and let him guard the secret. In future generations, those who need the treasure will find it. At that time, the king will The proof will judge for itself, whether that is enough to become the king of Kuranta.]”

After saying the last entrustment, the Grand Master Knight quietly closed his eyes.

He fought all his life and sacrificed countless times, all just to protect Casimir.

It's time for him to rest.

He will carry the memory of his life as a soldier, and enter eternal sleep under the watchful eye of his subordinates.

This is Casimir's original expeditionary knight grand master, a great hero who repelled three Ursus army invasions in his life.

But he certainly couldn't guess that it was because of his final arrangement that the knights in later generations became more and more enthusiastic about building tombs for him, which led to a gradual change in purpose.

After that, the memory core has been lying here quietly, continuously recording the passage of time.

Before that, the memory core, which was regarded as the King's Proof, also recorded the lives of many holders.

It was used by soldiers who defended their home and country, and it was sometimes coveted by rumors.

Even led to several invasions by the frontier counts of Ursus just to get it.

And before that, the last person who used this thing was a nomadic army from the east.

"[Sing, dance! My people, spread my fear to farther borders! Let the iron hooves of the nightmare become the borders of the empire, and let the demons of foreign lands fall under our feet!]"

——Drink ah ah ah! ! !

The majestic black armored cavalry galloped in the oasis, across the desert, across the city, and conquered everything they saw.

In Sargon, which is now regarded as a desert of civilization, there used to be a powerful empire, and it was much stronger than most countries at the same time.

The king who ruled the magnificent mountains and rivers of Sargon reached a consensus with his general Pasha and decided to conquer this land.

So they crossed the desert, conquered the Foehnlands, and ran over the frontiers of old times.

And before this feat of expanding the human sphere of existence, this pasha had already achieved another great cause.

He is not a native of Sargon, but has come from the east, across the tundra and steppe.

He was not the Pasha of Sargon, but the Kexue of the Nightmare Army.

He inherited the golden blood of the legendary Great Khan, and led his people to fight from east to west, and finally came to Sargon.

It is said that nightmares can spread their own fear.

The more you fear the nightmare, the more you will be torn apart by fear.

But on the other hand, for his own people, this Pasha's strength is not fear, but greatness.

The pasha, determined to conquer the land, held a banquet every star-studded night to share his glory and power with the warriors.

No one can resist those majestic illusions, countless curiosity, longing, and thirst for knowledge, making people intoxicated by the charm of Pasha.

But no one knew that every time Pasha used the power handed down from his ancestors, the hands he held high were shining with crystal red light.

This is the proof of the Khan, the proof of what made the Nightmare a Nightmare.

Even though the Khan has passed away, his power is still inherited by future generations, continuing the footsteps of conquest.

Such similar pictures are as numerous as stars in the history of the earth.

From the northern border of Ursus to the hot land of Sargon, from north to south and from east to west, every legend and every dynasty on the land has more or less their shadows.

Even the once mighty gods cannot do without the key behind their rule.

Some people think that this is the blessing of the ancestors, allowing themselves to protect future generations.

Some people think that it is a revelation from God, and they need to use this power to build a great cause.

Those who are afraid of this power, those who yearn for this power, and the people's hearts are constantly fighting around what they can't control or think they can control, which constitutes the history of this land.

And to trace its source, after a quick glance at the historical waves of the millennium.

What Luo Zhen saw was a very ordinary scene.

"【Kuranta with golden hair, quite rare.】"

The traveler noticed the child sprawled at his feet, and gave him a second look because of his dazzling hair.

In this day and age, it is not uncommon for a child to die by the side of the road.

Therefore, it is indeed a great fortune to attract the attention of travelers.

"【You are already dying. Starve to death, or bleed to death, or be eaten by a passing split beast. Like many unfortunate children on this land.】"

Through the picture recorded by this memory core, Luo Zhen saw a golden Kuranta child from the first perspective.

The traveler who met him was a woman, Luo Zhen could see her slender fingers, and her voice was flat and cold.