The Riddler Get Out of Terra

But this group of Ursus War Specialized Legions, which had accelerated their march since leaving the northern border, never delayed their journey despite wind and rain.

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"The Moon Demon and the Nightmare are both dead. The Wendigo Court has turned against them. The remaining pillars of the Royal Court in the building that no longer deserves to be called the Royal Court have been pulled out. The Ursus people are serious. Do we want to go back?"

In the cold wind in the north, the aliens squatting in the tent whispered.

"What are you going back for? I only know how to resist the things in the north. Whether it's a small fight between Theresia and Trasis, or Kazdaele's 600-year decline, we have long lost interest."

"Then...don't care?"

"in spite of."

"Oh my, although I really want to help and let the brother and sister who have neither the power of the Demon King nor the powerful magic to lead Sakaz through the disaster, but they are still too unqualified compared to Theresia and Traces. It’s destiny~”

"Oh, the Lich King's Court doesn't plan to take action either?"

"Just like all the heroes who resisted the North, I have my own mission~"

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"People of Terra, hear my voice."

The dying and walking dead Leitanians paused. The arrogant group of mages made a loud noise. The stunned Leitanian mages looked at each other. They activated the spells composed of Originium Skills and Originium Spells dozens of times, but the sound remained the same. Unstoppable and inescapable, it resounded from their bodies, minds, organs, souls, every drop of blood, and every inch of spirituality.

The proud Victorian businessman smashed the cup in his hand in embarrassment. The Victorians who had just made a joke mocking the Sakaz demon tribe looked around in horror, trying to understand the voice that sounded from the depths of their souls. Some people covered their faces. He closed his ears, someone screamed, but the sound continued without any obstruction.

The excited Ursus Speaker paused with the rapidly marching Northern Battle Group. They tried to move forward, but other voices in their bodies stopped all their movements, controlling all the Ursus people who came from afar like playing with dolls. Whether he is a skilled warlock of the Origin Stone or an inner guard with demonic flesh implanted in his body, the voice controls all Ursus legions, and in their uncontrollable shock orders everyone to speed up towards Kazdaele - no matter

Food, regardless of loss, has only one purpose. Even if it dies, the body will have to crawl to Kazdaele!

The royal court resisting the evil in the north dispersed all the noise.

The body is in fear, the soul is twitching, and every inch of the so-called noble bloodline is convulsing. This is the fear that penetrates into the bone marrow and can never be forgotten. It is surrender, pleading, and the desire to survive that flows from the genes.

The Demon King connected Sakaz's heart.

That voice overcame the so-called Sakaz's will and shattered the instinct of rejection. It defeated all the arrogance of the pretentious royal court from its roots to its appearance. It sounded horrifyingly from the phylactery of the lich and the future of the Cyclops.

Chapter 41 The sound of heaven sings

how come?Is someone ambushing us? !

Did Kazdel use some spell to allow ordinary Sarkaz without blood to use the power of the Demon King? !

For the first time, the Lich and Cyclops of the Second Court of Sarkaz had similar ideas.

Faced with the power that penetrated the soul and arbitrarily altered the mind, they immediately thought of the power of the Sakaz royal court that was kept secret. This unknown power, whose true identity was unknown and closely related to the unnamed monarch of a certain generation of Sakaz, had always been It is something that the royal court is extremely afraid of.

Could it be that Theresa made a decision that went against her ancestors and sold the power of the Demon King?

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Theresia also had the same doubts.

The White Princess was shocked to sense the dark crown that was directly crushed by Ursa without any resistance in her inspiration, and looked at Dr. Kelsey in confusion.

She followed Rael through the land of Kazdaele, and saw what it was like for Sarkaz to run towards a new life. She saw that human life without dignity and worthless things had regained value, but she had no idea why the First Empire of Kazdaele could have such a good life. He had no idea how confident he was to face the entire Terran siege.

Lysandral never seemed to explain this. Except for the time when Ursa visited the Tower of Babel under the alias Ursa, Thearesia only observed the illustrious military exploits of the Fifth Legion.

People tacitly ignored the first four legions, which were not at the same level as the fifth war legion, and regarded them as the backdrop for Kazdaele's First Empire to promote force. No one had ever thought about why the ancient legions obeyed. The orders of Kazdare's First Empire would fight for Sakaz, whom they once didn't even care about.

Clan camaraderie?

Stop talking nonsense, how the Ten Kings Court treated Sakaz is how the ancient races treated other creatures that were not at the same level as them.

——How do banshees, lichs, and scavengers use ordinary Sakaz as consumables and experimental materials? How do elves throw them on the experimental bench? How do blood demons, shapeshifters, and Wendigos treat non-Sakaz? Damn it, how did the Shadow Demon carelessly throw creatures at the same level as the Ten Kings' Court into the Shadow Realm.

After the fall of the Sky Star, when the ancient races were still able to dominate the crowd with the power of their blood, even though their numbers were worrisome, the Terran people had not yet made racial classifications!

At that time, Terra only had the ancient races and other races, including the gods and ancestors. Facing the power of the ancient remnants, they were as weak as ordinary people, and they almost took everything they asked for.

If it weren't for a certain behind-the-scenes mastermind who could always jump out of history, hiding in the dark and repeatedly colluding with the forces to fight to the death, the glory of the ancient bereaved family would have been spread on Terra for a long, long time along with the blood of the various races of Terra.

So why do those four ancient races obey Lysandral?Even if the Spider Girls are just evil creatures created by ancient tyrants, their strength, which is slightly different from the ancient races, can still support their arrogance.

There is only one reason, and that is...

"Don't be surprised, don't be confused, Theresa, I know you have many doubts lingering in your thinking, just like the various sufferings entrenched on this land. They sink into your thoughts at the same speed as the pain sinks into the soil."

"The Demon King's Crown is not a novel creation. The meaning given to it the first moment it opened its eyes in the world is not to give orders to Sakaz or other people struggling on this land. This comparison It is a creation that is not young even in the history of Terra, and its only purpose is to lead the holder to imitate another weapon."

"A long time ago, before the giant beasts could find out from the chaos that they were different from the world, a group of species that were indistinguishable from weapons occupied this land. They were powerful, perfect, and invulnerable. Even with my experience Estimated on the time scale, they are among the most perfect creations."

"They are the darlings of things you can't imagine, given the power to do whatever they want across the land."

Kelsey looked at Theresia and revealed the knowledge from ancient times to this beautiful girl who is over 200 years old:

“The Beloveds control almost every space on this land, above and below ground, under the sea, on the sea surface, in glacial deserts, in lava and salt seas, and even in places such as the depths of the soul and the sky itself, which are incomprehensible to the things of Terra, they have weapons entrenched. "

"Yes, they control the earth in all directions, but they also protect them - just like the indescribable things in the north, there are more things above the earth and outside the sky that the poor minds of the Terrans cannot understand. The objects and weapons perform their duties, protecting the biological ball named Terra with reactions that they themselves may not understand."

"But at a certain moment, their protection failed," Green Lynx looked at the crowd of people with sharp horns raised, and his tone changed slightly:

"In the earliest times of the ancestors of Sakaz, when you were holding sticks and stones and struggling to survive in the dangerous Terra, the ancient times

The era of weapons disappeared like the sun rising to dry the water droplets on the leaves of Sargon's oasis, but this was not their cause, but a force majeure that the current race did not need to understand. "

The white-haired Felin raised his head and stared at the majestic and solemn empress with a strong sense of presence on the high platform in the square. His eyes twitched and he told Theresia in a low voice whose ability the demon king's power could imitate:

"The Black Crown is essentially a creation made up for when the unimaginable thing loses its weapon. When the weapon itself cannot be defended, the Black Crown is the next sword. But just like the Sakaz people who ran repeatedly in the tragedy that happened in this land not long ago Generally, this weapon that has never been used cannot replace the first-generation creation it imitates, and it will fight for its life when the main weapon loses its effect."

"So... Ursa is an imitation of the Demon King..." Theresa hesitated for a moment and chose a less offensive word: "Prototype?"

"When you read the ancient books deep in the royal court, you must have seen how the Supreme Emperor of Sarkaz, who has disappeared in this era, appeared on this land and led Sarkaz out of its destined destiny."

Kelsey skipped over Ursa herself and asked Theresa.

The White Witch nodded. Of course she had read it. In other words, Sakaz, who had obtained the power of the Demon King, must go to the royal court to read those ancient books. The black crown itself drove them to read a piece of history about the past regardless of the cost:

The King of Sakaz, the last 'Uranos' led Sakaz to defeat the alliance of nations, and married the demon king of that generation to continue the bloodline.

Regarding the origin of 'Uranus', the ancient books are unclear. They only say that he was a gift from heaven and was not born on earth.

"Uranus was once related by marriage to Eris. They have been intermarrying for generations. There must be Eris' blood in the body of Uranus now."

The green lynx calmly revealed a secret that was older than the history recorded in ancient books.

Thinking about it for a long time

Today I played lamb activities and read a few interesting novels, and then I discovered a very obvious problem.

Once most fantasy genres get involved with emotions, the protagonists will be as greasy as they are written and as procrastinating as they are.

Ayan originally wanted to write more emotional dramas to dilute the fanaticism caused by the war plot, but after reading more novels, he decided to return to combat and ideal plots.

After all, the original purpose of the book The Riddler is to write about the journey of a time traveler with normal views on Terra. He does not have a slightly heterogeneous spirit like most of the protagonists, nor is he a ruthless person who pursues righteousness all the way. He is just An ordinary kid who originally wanted to live a normal life, but found out that Tyra didn't want him to live a normal life at all.

Ayan also saw that some readers said that Ayan is slow to update. This is indeed Ayan's shortcoming. It is mainly due to his mixed interests. In many cases, it takes a lot of time to look up other well-written novels. When Ayan wants to continue writing, At that time, I found that a long time had passed.

This is Ayan's problem, and as an author, I have to correct it.

Thanks to the readers who gave Ayan suggestions, and also to the readers who silently supported Ayan and read it all the way. I hope that in the days to come, The Riddler can also become a novel for everyone to relax and discuss together.

I still remember that when I first made up my mind to write a complete novel, Ayan was a college student. He had many fantastic ideas in his mind. In his bones, he was somewhat proud that he could do it after reading the novel. Unfortunately, the reality was not It won't be exactly the same as Ayan's fantasy.

But at that time, I actually saw some book friends who were willing to post in the comment area, write book reviews, and write brochures. Wow, I felt a sense of joy in sharing success. Now that I think about it, it is precisely because of this sense of joy that Ayan can hold on. Come on down and continue writing the story of the Riddler.

Later, the Riddler had more and more book friends. Seeing that so many friends liked The Riddler, I felt the courage to continue writing.

I am really happy to meet you among millions of people in the vast sea of ​​people who can read the Ayan text.

thank you all.

Chapter 42 The sound of heaven sings

What is Eris?Why are they called weapons like Ouranos?

Even if he comes from Terra, a place where Riddlers gather together, most people can't understand the meaning of Kelsi's words.

But Theresa understood.

Just like something in the North cannot be mentioned, the name Eris must also contain a secret that Kelsey cannot tell. Knowing it may solve the mystery, but the consequences must be very disastrous.

The former princess subconsciously kept the name Eris in her mind and began to speculate on information about many races that Kelsey had kept secret in ancient times.

But neither of them noticed that when Kelsey and Theresia realized the racial name Eris, Ursa, who had suppressed the mental aura of the entire square, looked at them thoughtfully.

'Two losers. '

But she is not interested in the Gramps and yellow men who have wasted five digits of age and are useless for anything, and the kind-hearted mediocre people who have been active for more than 200 years and have never led Sakaz to stand up.

Lysandral could accept the existence of Theresia and Kelsey, and was even willing to share their thoughts, but Ursa only felt that these two old sayings that had been around for a long time were useless.

The glimpse was fleeting, and no one spoke in the quiet square. The Sakaz people were forcibly controlled from their minds to their bodies by the spiritual power of Eris. Compared with being called "the survival of civilization", this tone was infinite. The Black Crown of the name, the power of Eris is the best weapon to cleanse intelligent creatures.

Ursa's voice comes from

Alphonse begins and spans far, far away.

"My brother Lysandral is gone."

She spoke in a low voice, trying to be as emotionless as possible, but sadness and pain were inadvertently entangled in her words. Her calm voice carried a power that ordinary people could not refuse:

“Five years ago, he took me to Kazdaele and told me that Sakaz’s suffering would end, and he would make Kazdare the starting point of dreams. Four years ago, he established a team and developed it in secret. However, he was unable to do so, so he invited the prime minister to come out. Under the leadership of Kong Ming, Han Xin, Guo Zhicai, Xi Fengxiao...many people who were not valued in the Yan Kingdom and could only live in confusion came to Kazdaele."

"There are also the Ministry of Scientific Research, the Ministry of Engineering, the Ministry of Medicine, the Ministry of Agriculture... not only Yanguo, but also Victoria, Colombia, Rembiton, Letania, Casimir, and even Syracuse. Due to the principle of confidentiality, I cannot mention and the names of these heroes standing in the shadows, but it was with the support of ambitious talents from all over the world that the First Empire of Kazdaele was established, and the first step of my brother’s dream came true.”

The girl's voice was as soft as water. Kong Ming, who was behind the square, narrowed his eyes slightly. The days of hiding in underground caves and conducting experiments secretly were indeed very hard. He opened a lot of projects, needed test products and promoted research. At that time, Garuda, who was nicknamed "Gin", was still kidnapping various masters to obtain knowledge or bodies, while Kong Ming was hiding in the darkness, figuring out which day he would go out to fight the autumn wind to grab supplies and come back to sustain his research.

Bemos builds underground projects with white feathers every day. The lively and beautiful Sakaz Aunt Liang is dirty every day, just like a civil engineering lady. Hao Zhao transports gravel and cleans caves every day, doing a great job in the scavenger project. fiery.

Later, Macaron was born, causing chaos in the camp, and all the pincer beasts passing by had to be slapped by him. Shizuka and Xiaofu immediately recovered and followed Hao Zhao to learn the martial arts he copied from Yan Guo's memory.

Later, as the first little Victoria girl to die in a foreign country, Akashi was awakened. The dim-eyed little Feilin was very talented. He followed his business uncle to Kazdaele, but was wiped on the neck by a bandit. When he woke up again, He is already a member of [Qiao Lun].

Those hard days were indeed difficult, but they were really the first step towards a dream. Every day, I would sit in the darkness and watch Kazdaele shrouded in the smoke of war, remembering the past while thinking about the future.

"The same place, the same weather, my brother stood where I stood and announced to the entire Terra the establishment of the Kazdaele First Empire. At that time, he said that infected people could come to Kazdaele, and he said that the people of Kazdaele They must have enough food, clothing, housing, and medical treatment. He said Kazdare people must receive education, learn to think, and understand the preciousness of life.”

"At that time, he naively wanted to lead the Kazdare people to live without fighting against the world, live a happy life that the Terrans could not even imagine, and bring order and justice back to this land, so that the Sakaz people would not have to Wandering, infected people do not have to be enslaved.”

Ursa's voice lowered, and her gentle tone came to an end. The Victorians, Colombians, Ursans, Letanians, and even the Laterans who were forced to link their hearts and sense Ursa's inner emotions , they all sensed the intense and cruel emotions contained in the girl’s nostalgia for the tenderness of the past:

"But the countries don't agree! They are surrounding us!"

The scene when the Anti-Magic Alliance signed the contract appeared in everyone's mind. The Rutland man with a shining halo smiled brightly, but the gun behind his back flashed fluorescent light. The Ursus man signed his name with a sneer, and Victoria Su Lin raised his head. He glanced at the Laterans and Ursans, and signed with a smile, followed closely by Columbia and Casimir.

There are even many people hiding in the shadows. Some of them have Sarkaz's sharp horns, some shake slender dragon tails, and some move their solid muscles like Minotaurs pounding tough metal.

"How despicable! How ridiculous! Kindness is regarded as weakness, and peace is understood as compromise. Kazdair who does not start a war is preparing, and Sakaz who lives a good life must be nurturing a conspiracy! Killing the Sakaz people must be right, Hatring the Sakaz people must be justice, as long as you are a Sakaz person, you deserve to be killed, driven away, and have everything taken away from you!"

The golden pupils shone brightly as never before, and Ursa's sharp voice was filled with great emotion, speaking clearly and quickly about Kazdel's anger:

"Whether it's the infected or ordinary people, as long as we attack Kazdaele, it seems like their lives will get better! Okay! In that case, let's open the skylight and speak out!"

"Kazdel is not my brother! I am willing to be hurt and still embrace the world! Since friendly words cannot survive, then speak with swords! Since countries trample on Kazdel's goodwill with malice, then let hatred and anger Replace consideration and kindness!”

"Standing and being beaten without speaking? Hit the right cheek and let the other cheek continue to be beaten? If the countries on the earth reject Kazdaele's friendship, then Kazdaele will also reject the mercy of the countries on the earth!"

Chapter 43 The sound of heaven sings

I know that just saying a few dry words can make Sakaz's blood boil for a while, but in the end the eggs will be useless, but what if I use inspiration pictures to spread and live broadcast in real time to coordinate the propaganda?

When Ursa mentioned that Lysandral was preparing to change Terra, what appeared in the minds of the people of Terra who were forcibly spiritually linked was the disgraced former master. The old master, wearing a shabby windbreaker to protect himself from the wind and sand, and his sister saved one after another. escape side

The Sakaz people who were intercepted and killed by bandits took them to hide in a canyon that the brother and sister had hastily built to farm and raise poultry.

When the girl talked about Zhuge Kongming, the scene of Leisandlar anxiously waiting in front of the thatched house but adhering to his character and waiting for the young man to wake up from his nap was coming to mind. The elegant orchid dragon opened his eyes and saw Leisang. He was surprised at first, and then it seemed like he had been there for many years. Friends got together again, and the two guys suddenly laughed.

Subsequently, Resandral went to Victoria, Colombia, and Syracuse to visit frustrated geniuses. They had fascinating ideas and magnificent theoretical research, but because of superior business alliances, He was rejected with the sentence "no commercial value" and could only live a life of poverty.

The dirty cheeks of the green-haired Felin girl looked at the continuous rain outside the small window. Her golden pupils were full of hunger, and she held her stomach sadly. The white-haired King of Sakaz with different eyes was walking by holding an umbrella. The inexplicable sense of sight made him suddenly turn his head. In the misty rain curtain, he saw the child hiding in the shack, looking at him through the window.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face. In the lonely rainy night, the prisoner who was about to starve to death watched the noble soul go and return. He walked step by step in front of him, pushed open the wooden door that was almost the same as the installed one, and handed over the steaming bread.

"Want to eat?"

he asked her.

The twisted burning sensation in the belly of the hungry Felin girl brought back memories that Sakaz, who lived in Kazdaele, did not want to recall. From the beginning of the civil war to the establishment of the Kazdaele First Empire, Sakaz civilians were so vigilant. and suffered from hunger until the man appeared. The soldiers of the Fifth Legion brought food and water. While setting the flag on the land that had been baptized by war in Kazdaele, they smiled and handed out the food and candies:

"Want to eat?"

The Sakaz people's eyes turned red. The panic caused by the death of Resandral and the confusion about Ursa's succession were replaced by grief and anger. The miserable days in their minds faded, and the Sakaz people returned to Kazdaele. The memory of building the country surged back like a wave, accompanied by the conspiracies and calculations of various countries: