Chapter 1112 Dust Sealed Gate (one more)

The deep underground tunnel, the gate that has been dusted for thousands of years, stands quietly there. Wap.lightnovelpub.net

The murals on the two sides of the gallery depict the most powerful war in the world of Seaia.

The last gold ancestors, with the human army like the tide, challenged the dragon, the world's tyrant.

The wings of the dragon cover the sky, and the flying figure is like covering the sun.

Their breath falls on the ground, and the burning dragons melt the earth, turning hundreds of human knights into ashes.

Any dragon has the power to suppress a country, according to the standard of ancient power, they are the heroes of the national level.

Even if you don't do any cultivation, just grow up naturally, you have the upper limit of the racial value that humans can't match. There is no obstacle to breaking through the hero rank.

Like the disappearing giants, this is a life that is loved by Leviathan and even regarded as a direct descendant of the celestial giant Leviathan.

The only one who can compete with these dragons is the golden human being who is known as the descendant of the creation god, the son of Thea.

In the murals, some people lifted the holy sword and released a tower of light.

Someone wielded a holy gun and ran through the dragon wings of the sky.

More than a huge giant with a height of more than 50 meters, wearing an ancient armor that is not the modern magical armor style, and the dragon that fell to the earth to fight.

That is the last giant, without any of the giants of the same family.

Dragon blood, human blood, and the blood of all the aliens on the mainland are swayed between heaven and earth.

The number of human deaths is thousands of times that of the dragon camp, but the battle is not divided between the two sides.

Until the Holy Sword, the owner of the holy gun fell from the sky, the giant of 50 meters fell on the earth, and the war seemed to be over. Look. Mao. Line. 中.文.网

Human beings will be defeated and they will not see any hope.

At that time, the dead body suddenly began to stand up.

This scene has never been recorded in the official history books of the gods. The dragons were horrified at the dead who had already died but stood up again.

The final stage of the most powerful war of the gods began.

The dead human beings on the battlefield, the aliens, no matter which side, will stand up as soon as they die, and in turn attack the Leviathan camp.

The lord of the dead sword, the lord of the dead rifle, the last giant who died.

Finally, a number of huge monsters emerged from the mountains.

It is not a natural creature, not even a living creature, but more like a monster that has been created and distorted by nature.

Each of them has the power above the ordinary dragon.

With the help of these weapons, mankind finally repelled the dragon and let the mighty dragons withdraw from the mainland.

At the end of the mural, the last remaining gold man looked at the huge weapon that was surrounded by him with a sad look and said something softly.

At this point, the murals ended, and human beings created a new era, ushered in the most brilliant dawn of the gods.

However, the price is that all the golden humans of the son of Thea are dead.

The leaders who have been guarding for thousands of years and leading the advancement of mankind have been buried in deep underground graves.

If the story only ends here, it would be great.

Unfortunately, this is not the end of the story, but just a comma.

The golden ancestors who slept in the underground graves did not get a real rest.

Because the declining period of the magic tide has arrived, because the civilization of the gods has come to an end.

The underground graves originally built for the golden mankind became the last safe haven for the silver descendants of the gods.

The underground remains of the golden ancestors were buried, and it became the land where some magical power remained in the mainland.

The supreme masters who feared losing their magical powers retreat here, bringing almost all the treasures of the gods, ready to build a new underground kingdom here.

However, their stories are not written in this mural.

Because they are not the masters here.

The living human beings cannot be the master of the underground graves.

Here is the world that belongs to the dead.

Here, there are no supreme wizards of the gods who can think of the enemies that will be encountered here.

I chose to continue to live on the ground and become a scholar's master in the way of knowledge inheritance. I thought that the wizards of the gods entered the underground graves smoothly, waiting for the past of the magic tide.

This is not the case. All the humans who entered the underground graves are dead. There are no living people here.

It is only the illusion of the deity of the gods to spend the magical weakening period and wait for the arrival of the magical overflowing era.

The underground grave, from the day of its establishment, has its owner.

Why, the whole world has changed, only the underground graves still have magic power?

That is because this is a special place to sleep.

The owner here does not allow outsiders to disturb the sleep of their loved ones.

Any outsider who enters the underground graves will kill innocent people!

Anyone who is dignified in the grave of the underground, kills innocent people!

Here is the last holy place of the world, the tomb of the golden man.

There is no need for war. Humans have won the crown of the mainland, and everything is over.

In the long years, after several human trials and annihilation, no country will ever make an idea.

Today, the silence is full of death, but the corridor, which has no trace of dust, has once again welcomed the guests.

She strolled through the frescoed gallery depicting the most powerful battlefields of the gods, and walked to the door of the underground grave that had not been known for many years.

The long silver hair hangs on the waist, and the faint eyes are like seeing through all the secrets of the world. Just standing there is like a beautiful landscape.

The glow of the magic dust slowly spread behind her, perfect not like humans.

"Why... come now?" The empty door opened, which represented the will of the master of the underground grave.

"Sorry... the coordinates here have changed so much... I have kept you waiting..." The figure of silver hair gently extended his hand and pressed it on the door that had been dusted for thousands of years.

The silvery lines spread a little bit and quickly lit up the entire old door.

"Finally... you can sleep..."

"This dream... is the end of time..."

"These children... I will give it to you..."

"Guarding them for too long... I’m almost unclear which side is me..."

"Right or wrong... I can't choose."

Some tired voices gradually become low, just like the wrong prisoners.

"It's not your fault... you are doing very well..."

"The next thing... this world... give it to me..."

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