The blue Motoco phantom Moco said, "My people, when you see this image, it means that the Modoco clan has reached the point of life and death."

"General, what should we do?" asked the lieutenant beside General Chica.

General Chica looked at the huge phantom and said, "Send someone to search nearby to see what's going on."

"Yes!"

Standing on the tree, Xiang Jing smiled. If the things he arranged by himself were so easy to find, he wouldn't do it.

"Thousands of years ago, there was a turmoil in my Modoco star, and the entire Modoco clan was nearly extinct. It was only after the blessing of our ancestors that it survived.

Moco waved his hand and the surrounding scene changed instantly, and it was vaguely visible that it was the third city.

However, at this time two-thirds of the third city was destroyed, and most of the city was reduced to rubble. War and gunpowder swept the entire city.

There are mountains of corpses on the road, and the pungent smell of gunpowder and a strong smell of blood is floating in the air.

General Chica squinted his eyes and watched the changes. These soldiers also did the same. Without the general's orders, they would not act privately.

This is an avatar, and it can be said that the Stars of Modoco play the remaining things, as long as they find the transmitter of the image, they can stop.

The screen jumped, and groups of soldiers wearing broken armors rushed towards the outside of the city, with determination in their eyes.

These soldiers are members of the Motoco clan, and they are going to the same place. The roar that erupts from time to time outside the city indicates that fierce fighting is taking place there.

The picture continued to advance from the perspective of the soldiers, passing through dilapidated streets, houses and corpses piled up in ruins, and came to the gate of the city.

The towering gates that used to stand upright now no longer exist, and most of the towers have been blasted into dust by powerful forces, stained with blood and pressed against the corpses.

Outside of the city, it can only be described as a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood. On the ground lie the corpses of countless Mordorian people, red and blue, and mixed with black. The blood converges into a river and the corpses piles up into a mountain. mound.

In the sky, two figures, one red and one basket, were facing more than a dozen Motogo stars who were covered in darkness.

The picture is closer, and the two figures, one red and one basket, are the 1479th lord of the phantom Modo Empire, Modo and Moco.

Obviously they were fighting with ten black Modocos on the opposite side, but their situation was not optimistic because of their inferior numbers. Both of them were already injured at this time.

Each of these ten dark Motoco star people is not weaker than them. If it weren't for the geographical advantage and countless military personnel and tactical piles, the entire third city would have long been lost, completely immersed in the dust of history.

Modo and Moco in the sky looked at each other and nodded silently, as if they had made a decision.

The momentum of the blue figure of Moco suddenly increased by a large amount, and then he resolutely rushed to the ten dark figures on the opposite side.

Moco's whole person seemed to have turned into the brightest star in the night sky, and the unrivaled power of the carrier turned into a blue streamer and pounced on the ten dark figures on the opposite side.

The ten dark figures wanted to avoid, but found that no matter how they avoided, they could not escape the blue streamer.

At the moment when the streamer enveloped them, it shrank suddenly, wrapped them all in it, and crashed into the distant Morin.

After Mogo turned into a streamer and took away ten dark figures, Modo also shone bright red.

He looked down at the few remaining members of the Modoco star tribe and said, "The son of Princess Moxing, who is the 1480th lord of the Kingdom of Modoco, and gave the name to Modoco Qiming."

After Modo finished saying these words, the whole person turned into a crimson streamer and plunged into Morin.

On that day, the gunpowder that had lasted for nearly a hundred years finally ceased. The Motoco tribe won the victory and the remaining tribesmen could continue to live.

On that day, the star of Modoco lost two great nations, and the sky of the star of Modoco was dyed red and blue.

On that day, a new lord was born, named Modoco Qiming.

That year, Princess Mercing made the holy land Morin a forbidden place, and the Van Modoco people were not allowed to step into it.

That year, all the pure blue tribesmen of Modoco star disappeared silently, and no one knew where they went.

That year, the newborn baby in Moldova was no longer pure red or pure blue, but changed to red and blue.

That year, the Motoco Empire was torn apart, and countless kings and grand princes declared their independence.

That year, the white devil appeared...

...

It can be said that the turning points of the entire Modoco star, the entire Modoco empire, and the entire Modoco clan all happened in this year and this day.

The picture dissipated, and only a hundred thousand army and the phantoms of Modo and Moco above the sky were left.

General Chica was expressionless, no one knew what he was thinking at this time, a hundred thousand army stood there, motionless.

Even though the picture just now was very real, and the truth resonated with them, they only listened to the general's orders.

"Report to the general."

The lieutenant who went out to search came back soon, frowning and reporting, "No equipment such as projection equipment has been searched nearby, and the light is weird. I can't get out no matter how I go, and I will eventually come back here."

General Chica nodded, suddenly pulled out the saber around his waist and slashed towards the sky.

The light of the knife swept across the light and disappeared, but there was no reaction at all.

General Chika, who was originally full of letters, frowned when he saw this scene, then rose into the air, the light of the sword in his hand slashed continuously.

When he rose to a certain point, it was as if he had reached the ceiling, and the whole person was pressed back to the ground.

General Chika's heart sank. He originally thought that those light **** were the key to the projection, but he didn't expect his knife to cut.

Xiang Jing stood on the tree and smiled. If the things he bought at a big price are broken after three or two clicks, he will have to ask Yuan to return the goods.

Moco looked at General Chica, "My people, don't waste your efforts. This is the prohibition I have left. Unless the strength is above me and Modo, it cannot be opened."

"This is just a part of the image we left behind in the decisive battle. The real history is recorded in the book under this earth. Remember, if darkness covers the sky again, it will be the moment when the planet of Motogo will face the disaster a thousand years ago ."

Following Moco's words, the phantom gradually faded, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

The white light dissipated, and a hole suddenly appeared on the ground, and then an ancient animal skin book flew out of the hole under the shroud of light.

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