The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Well, don't worry about whether this is an illusion or a space of consciousness. In short, this is definitely not my original world.

Then...

"You brought me here, do you have any suggestions?"

The five big eyeballs stared at me for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "I should ask you this, little guy, you are looking for me, something?"

I looked at him blankly, and I didn't understand what this meant.

Longfoot Rotes looked at me with a smirk, coughing, maybe for him, this smile is warm and as warm as a spring breeze in May, but in my eyes, it is grinning and terrifying.

After barking his teeth for a while, Rotes seemed to feel boring, and said: "Don't you remember?"

"Remember what?" I continued to look dazed.

"What you said in the Sky City."

"Castle in the Sky......"

"What you said to Tyrannosaurus King Bakar."

"What I said to Bakar..."

Along with the dialogue, a fragment of memory gradually formed in my mind, and as the dialogue deepened, this fragment of memory was gradually visible-"Can you see through the seal of my bloodline?"

Yes, that's it!

Longfoot Rotes must be referring to this!

My heart trembled slightly, and then my brows were overjoyed.

Rotes grinned again: "It looks like you remember."

"Yes, I remember." My face became solemn, and said solemnly: "Excuse me, can you crack the seal in my bloodline?"

"I can't crack it" Longfoot Rotes said in a flat tone. This is not a tone of hope for a person who is looking forward to it. It is more like a sparse and ordinary answer like eating and drinking.

My face instantly collapsed, and my mood fell into the bottom accordingly.

Rotes looked at me, sighed softly, and said, "It's not that I don't want to help, but that I can't do anything."

"Bakar said that you are proficient in mental power, I thought..."

"Indeed, my spiritual power can be regarded as the best in the entire universe." Lotters admitted without humility, but then he said again: "But that's just compared to ordinary creatures, the two ancient races of the Hefeng Continent The spiritual world is not something I can meddle in, and the level of sealing that can seal your blood, let alone my level."

Taking a deep breath, Rotes slowly said, "I wonder if Bakar ever told you about the apostles?"

"What does this have to do with the seal..." I muttered in a low voice.

But Longfoot Rotes seemed to have not heard my complaint, and continued: "We apostles, although scattered throughout the universe, the foundation belongs only to the demon world. According to historical records, our foundation originated from Demon Realm, that’s because our predecessor was once the strongest technological product of Demon Realm, Beyana."

I was attracted by Lotters' story and murmured: "Biana?"

"Is this name unfamiliar?" Rotes smiled: "Even if we are the reincarnation of Beyana, when we hear this name, we will also feel unfamiliar."

"Beyana is a product of the ancient times of the Demon Realm. The time is about the same as the ancient times here. The purpose of the people of the Demon Realm in creating them was to get rid of the control of their destiny by the great will. I am the strongest race in the universe, and I want to defeat and get rid of the great will control over life, time, space and everything!"

Longfoot Rotes burst into sneers in his huge mouth.

"But it will only be a dream, but it will never come true, because—" He raised his volume, but at the same time he also made his tone colder: "A great will is immortal."

"In this way, the final result is that the Demon World lost?"

"Well, yes" Rotes said: "The Demon Realm lost terribly. The entire planet was destroyed in a mess, but the Demon Realm also won."

"Won?!" I said in surprise: "Could they..."

"They destroyed the great will" Rotes said: "Rely on twelve Bianas."

"Even the **** of creation can be destroyed, these Beyana are also powerful!"

"It looks like this on the surface" Rotes said solemnly: "But I don't think so."

"Huh?" I wondered: "What do you mean?"

"The great will disappeared along with Beyana’s self-destruction. The core of Beyana’s power is scattered in all corners of the universe, but the great will has not left any traces, as powerful as him. , It’s impossible to be destroyed and the gods and gods will be destroyed, so I have a guess that the great will is not dead, but hidden."

"Do you have a basis for saying this?"

"No" Rotes said: "These are the results of a discussion between me and a few apostles. As for the authenticity, I dare not say anything."

"Then what is the connection between my seal and Beiana against the great will?"

"Of course it's also a guess" Rotes said seriously: "The seal in your bloodline, I suspect, is probably the handwriting of a great will."

Hey, this argument has broken me.

Seeing it, it may be the supreme great will that seals me!

"So" I said excitedly: "Is there any evidence?"

"No."

With a basin of cold water, I said angrily: "Neither one nor that one, co-authoring is all nonsense!"

"This is not nonsense," Rotes said: "This is a guess, it is an educated guess."

"What basis?"

"At least three apostles have admitted that they cannot unlock the seal that bans your bloodline. This is the evidence."

"What kind of evidence is this?" I wondered: "What if you don't understand this, so you can't solve it?"

"I'm not proficient in the way of sealing, but in the final analysis, it is all analogy. Including your seal, all seals are aggregates of magical power values, which are other manifestations of magical fluctuations. The easiest way to deal with magical fluctuations is to use a stronger magic value to attack it. As long as the impact method is appropriate, no matter how subtle the seal is, it will be opened, but obviously, the seal that seals your blood contains the magic power. The value, and the resulting magical fluctuations, are no longer the level that an apostle like me can unlock, even if the magic value that the woman has is less than half of your seal, and the total amount of magic value she can control , It is twice the total amount of magic power of other apostles."

"That means no one can crack my seal?"

"Great will may be possible," Rotes said: "Either you can try to find your people. I mean the people whose bloodline power is activated. There are only two ways to unlock the seal."

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