Oracle of Terra

Thousands of years ago, when they belonged to their era, the person in front of him did just that, but he failed.

His great power made many gods fear, and then they united, defeated him, and nailed him to death on that wasteland, but who would have thought that they thought that they could sit back and relax after getting rid of the variables of this era, but who would It can be imagined that after a thousand years, the Son of Man rose up to resist, and then turned these relics of the old era into corpses that soaked the earth one after another.

"Well, I knew it was like this. If you divide it into twelve, it is inevitable that some of them will be out of their minds."

"It's disgusting to say that, but it's true."

Nian glanced at Telles. His strength was weak and his authority was declining. Even he could send this once powerful tyrant to the ultimate bliss.

She thought so at first, but when she saw the smile on the face of that cold-faced murderous god, she put away her thoughts and chose to contact him instead.

And the result made her feel some unwarranted hope.

"Don't say that your authority is lost. Your seizing comes from the authority that devoured it. The ability you confiscated from that mobile natural disaster consumes most of the authority you swallowed for resurrection, but only That, you won't lose it, will you?"

"I hate such a keen god like you."

Telles pushed the sunglasses with a strange smile, which made Nian clenched his iron rod a little uncomfortably.

"Of course, I can't help you now. I'm still too bad. At most, it's hard to die."

Telles's remaining authority is only his own [fate], and [the sun] and the witch is [domination], and the core [swallowing].

It seems that his account has been washed, but the skill points have not been returned to him, and he is even weaker than the most basic state of being a god.

If he didn't borrow any equipment to fight, he would actually be able to beat Yelena or Tallulah.

As for a strong player like the Patriot, he didn't dare to think about it at all.

Even the sneak attack of the inner guards would cause him to lose his head, and it was only the coercion from the higher-ranking species that gave the shadow guards a sense of threat.

"In other words, you can't swallow other people's authority now?"

"At most, Tun Tun Origin Stone crystallization, Tun God's authority, you are not afraid that I will blow it up."

"Would you mind letting me see?"

"Just look, if I can beat God, I'll kill you right there."

"Oh? You were originally interested in this kind of appearance."

"That's right, Baimao hedged against the special attack of the Chinese, and I, Baimao, took control."

Telles talked trash without changing his face, and Nian put his hand on Telles' forehead. Now she can melt this guy's head if she has a single thought, but that will definitely not kill her .

Life forms are the main components of gods. This guy is definitely the hardest one to kill. At the beginning, he was bombed and killed by gathering the power of a group of gods. In the end, the remaining part was sealed in the wasteland just to be on the safe side. No one thought that he could be resurrected after becoming like that, which is really miraculous.

"........."

Nian felt the weak fire in Telles' body. As a god's power, he was almost like wet hay that couldn't be ignited. Compared with the origin stone skills of some people's sons, there are many dishes.

If it weren't for the power of [Sun] that gave him a strong body, and the power of [Domination] that gave him a spell boost, he would probably be far less powerful than an ordinary infected person.

The strength contained in that slender body is like that of an old man who is dying. If he is not restored, he may die naturally in a few decades.

"How is it?"

Telles looked at Nian with a smile, and the latter shook his head helplessly.

"You're really not good at it."

"Understood, it is impossible for me to help you."

"Then what is the method for you to restore your strength? You can't be resurrected and you have nothing to do?"

Nian didn't think this guy would just wait for decades to dissipate like this. After following him, looking at the personal connections and organizational status he had built made her think that this guy wanted to revive, and bring back the old Kazdel that he had been doing for thousands of years. set.

"Naturally, extract the origin stone crystals from the infected person's body and charge me."

Speaking of which, Telles took off his shirt, revealing the tattoos full of origin stones, and these black lines that were almost integrated with the skin began to change in color.

"You are the god of the crowd, Telles."

"My race has never been more than Sarkaz, Nian."

"But the most important thing for a group of gods is the amount of blood. Have you created any offspring with other groups? Considering the extensibility of blood, you have to draw strength from the group to recover. The best choice is Sarkaz , and absorbing the origin stone crystals of other races will make your power mixed, if you don't handle it well, you will become something else, just like my brothers."

Nian's expression at this moment is very serious. After all, Telles is the one she can find now, one of the few hopes, and she doesn't like this guy who blew himself up on the way to recover his strength.

"I don't deny it, so I am very careful. After absorbing the crystals from those infected people, I will refine it myself. As long as it is not absorbed in a large area, there will be no problem."

"Indeed... If you don't capture the crystals of those infected people on a large scale, then there will be no additional problems. There is a Sarkaz camp outside. Estimate how much you can recover by relying on them ?”

"With a single authority, it can be restored to about [-]-[-]%, which is not enough to deal with your brother, at least [-]%, and you need to help me make your brother powerless."

"I can't beat a crazy god alone."

Although Nian was instantly killed by Telles in the previous battle, she is still a powerful god, but Telles is stronger.

"Then call your brothers and sisters who are not crazy to stand shoulder to shoulder! After I swallow the authority, you will become incomplete and independent existences, and you will never return to the original state. Neither do your other brothers and sisters. Return to the original form? I guess fusion lunatics and your main body will also go crazy."

"That's why I asked you for help."

Thinking of this, Nian couldn't help sighing. Her time is not very tight, at least there is a countdown of about ten years. question.

As long as this guy doesn't cause any trouble, Nian would like to find a few brothers and sisters as helpers to be on the safe side, but Telles is notorious, so I don't know if there will be a fight at that time.

"Okay, then in exchange, you can be my subordinate in the integration movement for the time being."

"Being your subordinate?"

For a while, I thought it was a bit funny. At the beginning, I still fought back and forth, but now she has become this guy's subordinate. No matter how you look at it, she is stronger, right?

"Okay, if you provide food and shelter, I'll be your subordinate, just don't let me make any farm tools, it's too shameful."

"That's right, I won't let the gods who forge authority make farm tools for me. That's really overkill. Let me return to my original intention here. Nian, do you still remember our Kazdel's special God-killing bed crossbow?"

"................"

As soon as Telles mentioned this, Nian's expression dropped instantly. She still remembered the overwhelming rain of black lacquer arrows flying from out of sight. After the crossbow is strengthened by the rune mechanism, the range and damage can be described as nightmares. She has studied the captured bed crossbow, and the whole is made of rare metals. She gave Rong a weapon after another, because she really couldn't understand those Sarkaz runes, densely packed, even if she wanted to figure out the operating mechanism, it would be troublesome.

So she let it go. Anyway, at that time, his situation was gone, and it was nothing if he didn't study this bed. It's better to say that if the research is used by those people, they might rebel.

There were more than one or two wild gods nailed to death by the crossbow troops.

"What? I remember that you shouldn't have any psychological shadows, right? After all, the meeting between me and you was in the late stage of the war."

"I watch the black dragon's army being strung into a sieve by your crossbow bolts every day. Do you think the obsidian crossbow bolts in the ground can infiltrate people?"

Nian paused for a moment, then continued, "The two Yan Kingdom gods who came with me were nailed to death by random arrows."

"So... sorry?"

"Come on, it's been thousands of years, and now you put it here and say sorry for a bird."

Nian could only roll his eyes, he couldn't calm down talking to this guy.

"That's right, there won't be any world police at that time, and bandits and robbers like me can feel at ease."

"World Police?"

Nian was thinking about the word, but Telles immediately realized it.

"It doesn't seem to be there now, so it's okay."

"So are you going to restore the engulfing authority first? I still have a buffer period of about ten years for you."

"No, I plan to restore the power of fate first. Although the observation of three days or so is the limit of my power of fate itself, there is still a short-term warning that I must recover. Otherwise, I will be in a panic. It's dead."

"I sometimes think you're a fake Kazdel."

"I'm Telles now, and Kazdel was killed by you a long time ago."

Telles smiled heartlessly while pouring wine into his mouth. As for Nian, she could only drink with him like this. Anyway, she had no choice. Time, she thinks should be enough.

Just taking advantage of his recovery, she went to persuade her brothers and sisters.

73. The next goal (two chapters in one)

"Terris, are you there?"

Tallulah knocked on the door of the workshop, but saw a flushed Telles and a smirking Nian.

"Ugh..."

She held her forehead helplessly, this guy was actually drinking in broad daylight, and it looked like it was left over from the last time she brought him.

"Why do you start drinking in broad daylight, you guys?"

"Well, because you're free?"

Nian, who likes to fish in troubled waters, raised the wine glass he was about to pour into Telles' mouth.

Of course, she thought there was another reason for someone to love alcohol so much.

Because God will not be dizzy because of alcohol, becoming one-twelfth of her, he who has declined to the extreme, can occasionally be intoxicated in the fine wine created by human beings, which is a good thing.

At least there can be a real sense of life.

The existence of gods is nothingness and loneliness in a sense, and the gods of the ethnic group favor the sons of humans and reproduce bloodlines in order to survive forever. A wandering wild god like her occasionally develops beliefs by teaching human technology and knowledge. As long as someone calls them, they can last forever. As long as their bloodline continues, they will not be cut off. Even if they are destroyed thousands of times, they can rise again and again in the long river.

Although gods are not immortal, the long years will not leave a single trace on them.

As the tyrant is, so is she.

"There is a meeting tomorrow afternoon, but he must attend as my staff."

"Oh, speaking of this, little girl Draco, I have a private agreement with him, so I will be this guy's subordinate for the time to come, but there is one thing I want to tell you first."

"Uh...Miss Nian, you want to join the integration movement?"

Although Tallulah was not surprised, after all, along the way, the god who belonged to the old era with Telles had been stalking him, and Tallulah guessed what she was asking for.

However, this is a private matter between Telles and her. She is not prepared to interfere or ask questions. As a leader, she respects the privacy and freedom of the integration movement members to the utmost.

But starting today, her approach may change.

"Almost, but I only listen to his instructions. If he tells me to listen to you, I will listen to you."

"Of course there is no problem, you have the right."

"You don't need to be so respectful, I am the god of Yan Kingdom, and not many people in Yan Kingdom know my name, or respect me, so you can just treat me as an ordinary blacksmith, the kind who is idle."

"Ordinary Blacksmith..."

Tallulah still remembers what Telles said that Nian is the number one blacksmith in Terra, and all the things she casts are first-class products in Terra, even if it is the dragon spine she holds, she can repair it. remodel.

If such a person is an ordinary blacksmith, then I am afraid that other blacksmiths on Terra can start from apprentices again.

"Hehe, power makes gods. Although I am the god of forging, don't expect anything from me. The level of smelting in this era far surpasses that of ancient times. Even if it is my power, it is only forged that is almost the same as modern weapons. It’s nothing more than a sword, the sons of men have long been able to achieve the authority of the gods with their technology, and this is the reason why my brothers and sisters and I are hiding.”

The white-haired blacksmith narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the extinguished fire.

"Little girl Drake, our time is over."

Unlike Telles, Tallulah, who heard these words from the white-haired lady, felt the vicissitudes of the end of an era.

"But it's not bad. Anyway, this era can make people live comfortably, don't you think?"

"For us infected, these times are not so comfortable."

"That's right, then go on, anyway, the drunk guy over there has already succeeded once, I don't think there will be anything wrong with your actions and how difficult your future will be."

"Thank you for your encouragement."

Tallulah smiled and looked at a certain drunken person, and finally chose to help him up. Even if he was drunk, the cadres of his integration movement were her aides. Maybe he would embarrass them and lose their deterrent power. But he must be here, and Tallulah can't lose him yet.

He's the one who gets to the first door.

"Come on, little girl Drake who is fighting against fate, fate is standing by your side now, take advantage of this opportunity."

Talula, who left the workshop, heard the sound of knocking and knocking inside. It seemed that this young lady seemed to be a hardworking person.

——Integration Sports Base·Conference Room

Of course, when it comes to a conference room, it’s just a relatively large wooden house, and there is a large wooden round table assembled by Telles inside.

Apart from the newcomers Sarkaz, all the people seated at this moment are familiar to Tallulah.

Yelena, Mr. Patriot, and members of the Crossbowmen, Yeti, Shield and Vanguard.

Although Tallulah helped Telles into the conference room, it was a bit strange, but the warriors in the village had already gotten used to this alcoholic Sarkaz craftsman, but the Sarkaz's faces were flushed when they saw it. Telles, who smelled of alcohol, felt a little magical after Tallulah put him in the position.

Especially Hedley.