The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter 303 The Truth of Shenlu

As if a glass was broken, the pictures in front of him shattered. Roddy seemed to be standing in the darkness, his mind was empty, but a huge question suddenly appeared in his heart!

why? ?

Judging from these memory fragments, humans in ancient times, as well as dragons, are much stronger than they are now!

In ancient times, there were so many human masters on that city wall, and each of them possessed the strength of high-ranking warriors and great knights! Such a powerful strength, if placed in modern times... I am afraid it would have swept two continents long ago!

At least now all human beings add up, and there are not so many masters.

Moreover, compared with the dragons in the memory fragments, the dragon warriors that Arslan brought were really weak.

If these dragon warriors were as powerful as those in ancient times, I am afraid that they would not even have any scum left today!

What is the reason that makes the races in this world seem to have weakened one after another? ?

As if responding to this question in his mind, Roddy saw a bright light suddenly blasted out in front of him!

Then another picture flashed before my eyes...

The picture seemed a little fuzzy. He vaguely saw a slender man facing a huge, smooth boulder like cold jade in a daze. Then he suddenly took out a book made of sheepskin from his arms. Into the book.

I saw that this person suddenly turned into a broken wooden stick like a broken tree stick. Using one end of the stick, he quickly scratched the sheepskin booklet in front of him...

The tree stick seemed to have a strong magical light, every time I wrote a stroke, there was a golden light on the sheepskin. The words Roddy could not see clearly, but I could faintly feel that these were carved with magical imprints. The text, with a powerful magic wave...

Roddy was curious in his heart. He only felt that this picture was getting blurry, and couldn't help but want to look closer, but in this world of ideas, he had no body. With a thought in my mind, it seemed that the picture was really close. Roddy was pleasantly surprised and was about to move closer, but the man who was quickly copying with a wooden staff suddenly exclaimed and raised his head vigilantly, seeming to give Roddy a stern look.

"It's you?" The man made clear words.

Roddy was surprised again. The memory fragments he saw were all messy and broken, and it was rare to hear such a clear voice. Roddy was the first to react, thinking that the other party was talking to him.

Immediately, the man's face became clearer and clearer, as if the misty thing that had originally enveloped his face was gradually dissipating. Looking at that thin face, Roddy actually felt so familiar!

I saw this man as if looking at himself coldly: "I didn't expect, the Lord Dragon God of the Dragon Race, is he actually interested in it?"

Suddenly, his face changed, and he said sharply: "Don't come here!"

The man raised the wooden staff like a tree stick in his hand, and quickly drank a magic spell from his mouth. With a whirr, a golden light burst out from the wooden staff, and the golden light made Roddy see a buzz in his head, and the picture in front of him trembled fiercely.

It is conceivable that in the memory of this guy who claims to be the Dragon God, he must have a deep impression of this picture, otherwise he would not even have such vivid memories.

I saw a black electric beam shot past, which could withstand the man's attack. Immediately, the man with the wooden staff shook his body twice, but the wooden staff in his hand gave out a stronger golden light.

Obviously, the owner of the memory, the son of the dragon, who claimed to be the dragon god, was fighting fiercely with the man with the wooden staff. They seemed to be fighting for the sheepskin booklet in the man's hands.

Finally, Roddy suddenly heard a familiar voice, the voice of this guy who claimed to be the Dragon God!

"Moses, do you want to betray the gods?!"

Moses! ! Roddy buzzed in his mind and immediately understood! The man with the wooden staff was the first pope, Moses! ! It was the old man Moses that he had seen in his mind! ! No wonder he seems familiar to him!

And the wooden staff in his hand was indeed the Moses's Scepter he had once got! !

When he was young, Moses sneered: "God? It's ridiculous, is the son of the dragon really willing to become a servant of the gods? The word **** is really ridiculous when you say it from your mouth. !"

With a bang, Moses took a step back again.

At this moment, a strong beam of light shot down from the sky! The beam of light was unbiased and was hitting Moses! Moses screamed, the wooden staff in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, his body trembled twice and he knelt down.

There seemed to be a deep, majestic and majestic voice in the sky.

"To blaspheme the spirit, I give you not to speak, but you will praise me!"

Seeing that Moses was struggling more and more, but his mouth was wide open, but he was desperately unable to say a word...

Moses' body disappeared without a trace in a violent light. As for the son of the magic dragon, the Dragon God smiled tragically, picked up the sheepskin booklet on the ground, and smiled: "Shenlu, Shenlu..."

But the great change happened again! I saw one hand holding the sheepskin booklet, but a group of golden flames suddenly appeared on the sheepskin booklet, violently burning the palm of the hand.

With a scream of exhaustion, the hand suddenly loosened, and the sheepskin booklet dropped aside.

There was a sigh from the sky, and the majestic voice seemed to have some helplessness: "This thing can be sealed and cannot be destroyed. I give it no sight, no place, no people!"

What exactly is Shenlu? What is recorded above?

Why did I just remembered that question, I just thought that the ancient human races and dragon races were stronger than modern ones, and then I immediately extracted such a memory of the "Shenlu" in my mind?

Could it be that the weakening of humans and dragons has something to do with that "record"?

Roddy was hit by a heavy hammer in his heart, and he couldn't help but yelled: "Yes...it's like this! So it's like this!!"

Thinking of this, Roddy concentrated all his energy, staring at the "God Record" that fell to the ground. Suddenly a ray of light shone from the sky, and Roddy's brain was painful, and then when his eyes went dark, he couldn't see anything...

"what!!!"

Roddy let out a low growl and suddenly struggled out of the bed and sat up. His head was covered in cold sweat, his face was flushed, and his chest rose and fell sharply as he panted quickly.

"Wake up?" Old Mark's indifferent voice rang beside the bed: "You have been in a coma. You have been sleeping for a long time."

"Coma?" Roddy's mind is still a little confused, and his mind seems to still have the memory fragments of the scenes of the ancient gods and demons on the battlefield of the gods and demons.

He passed out in a coma?

Roddy felt a sharp pain in his head, but he could still remember that he seemed to have just killed the guy who claimed to be the Dragon God, um, the other son of the Devil Dragon. Immediately absorbed his spirit body, and also carried some of his memory fragments...

Speaking of it, the Devil Dragon had already killed two sons by himself, Wuya from the mountain tribe in the southern part of the empire, and this guy who claimed to be the Dragon God. Roddy let out a long sigh, feeling every inch of his muscles aching.

"Does it hurt?" Old Mark seemed to be smiling bitterly: "It's a pity that we don't have a magician and can't perform healing techniques, so all our injuries are treated with medicine. It's normal for you to feel pain."

"I... how long did I sleep?" Roddy felt a bit dry and bitter in his mouth.

"Not long, two days." Old Mark raised two fingers: "In addition, I want to tell you a good news. We are now on board."

Roddy could feel that the room seemed to be faintly up and down, it seemed to be in a cabin. He felt a sore eyebrows: "Where are the others? Where is Set? Where is Miaosi? They..."

"The good news is that they are all alive, and they are in this boat." Old Mark shrugged his shoulders, and there was no expression on that old face: "The bad news is that the **** combination magic has some ways, up to the present position, Your lover who likes to wear black gauze can't get out of bed yet, and he can't even stand steady. Of course, that sow is the same."

"Sow... wait, you mean Princess Ruolan? You... you took her away too?" Roddy's eyes widened.

"It's my idea." Seth's voice came from the dim cabin door: "It is obvious that not only the temple wants our life, but King Sauron has no good intentions... So, take this princess, At least a little bit of our safety can be guaranteed. When it comes to sea, we don't need to be afraid of the temple, but the sea is also the world of the Sauron Navy!"

Above the main peak of the temple, on the top of the tallest tower, the huge bell that has never been ringing all the year round suddenly buzzed, and then the holy knights of the brigade hurried up from below the suspended ladder. This huge golden bell of urgent summon was only allowed to ring at the most important moment of the temple.

Countless knights with bright armor stood around the square under the temple, with flags fluttering, and the killing air set off the original sacred solemnity even more amazing...

Although these fast-trained knights gathered together seriously and nervously, most people still had some doubts in their eyes.

The golden bell, which hadn't ringed for hundreds of years, was suddenly struck. What happened?

Could it be... Has war been declared?