“…Mikhail.”

After accepting this soul message, Su Zhou calmed down, closed his eyes, and focused on analyzing the messages Mikhail wanted to convey to him.

It took him a long time to open his eyes and frown.

"So that's it - the second prince and Leviathan, Mattwei and Ying Long, these two groups are actually from a family? I said why was that guy the first to speak and guide the situation when the second prince was suspected of death?"

"If I don't have any accident with my Lord Maia, I should be from their side. Moreover, it is said that there is also the Dragon Ball of the fourth person, which was also given by the second prince in secret... Normally, it is impossible to be the Vika Priest of the Church, but it should be the Gorgon."

In this way, before the Dragon Ball War began, four dragon balls belonged to one party... As for why they should separate, it should be that everyone could only sign a contract with a dragon, and when the four dragon balls gathered together, there would probably be some conspicuous visions.

At this time, Su Zhou had already accepted all the large amount of messages that Mikhail wanted to convey before his death.

At the same time, he also formally confirmed the death of Mikhail: "What a pity, I thought it would be fine if Yemengard was defeated, but the guy with firm beliefs could go to the end... I didn't expect it."

Because of this information, Su Zhou's mood became quite subtle.

"Mikhail's wish is to destroy the entire old world, so he summoned Jemongad who destroyed the old world."

In his mind, he counted the information of the currently known Dragon Ball holder, and he began to interpret the relationship between the summoner and the dragon indirectly: "The second prince Kumore's wish is to condense the will of the entire country and make the empire re-create its glory again. Therefore, he summoned the giant beast 'Leviathan' that represents the will of the country."

"My words, because the summoner is an unknown little guy, Aola, so he went straight into the line from another world - and the original summoner, Lord Maia, had the wish to destroy the old world and become a new emperor himself, so he summoned Niedhog, who also caused the destruction of the old world..."

"If you don't want to, the Feather Snake God can also be explained by the innocence of a hunter boy - he never thought about killing people, so he summoned the highest and most kind Feather Snake God, but likewise, such a powerful divine dragon was the first to leave because of "goodness".

"But in this case, why is that Matvie priest Yinglong? Is there any corresponding legend about Yinglong? Why did He respond to Matvie's summoning?"

I was quite puzzled, but what made Su Zhou even more worried was another fact.

"The Feathered Snake God is dead, I have no combat power for the time being. Yemengard has just been defeated. After all, only Gorgon and Favner are left - even if it is two to two, I don't think they can defeat the prepared second prince and Matvi."

"What's more, both of them are likely to fight and end up being picked up by others."

Thinking of this, the young man raised his head and looked solemn: "This Dragon Ball War is in danger."

Just as Su Zhou finished thinking about the current situation, Ora had already arrived at the edge of the northern wilderness.

Here, you can clearly see the rolling Kobor Mountains not far away, covered with endless frost.

The dead poison gas was spreading in it, and the corpse of Yemengard, comparable to a mountain, was looming in it, and the dark dead gas was spreading in it.

They have arrived at their destination.

at the same time.

The main city of Maia, inside the Ancestor Dragon Temple.

The young priest with dark green eyes sat in the front seat of the empty temple hall. He had white gold shoulder-length hair. He was smiling gently at the pocket watch in his palm with a gentle smile.

This is an ordinary old pocket watch with a little emerald green copper rust, and it has a yellowed photo embedded in it.

This is a family portrait of a young man and a woman, a man and a woman, two children about five or six years old.

"Twenty years..."

Staring at this photo, Priest Vika closed his pocket watch, his eyes moved slightly, and sighed: "So long has passed...but everything is like yesterday."

Twenty years ago, in the south of the Kerba Empire, the Elf War had reached its end.

Faced with the empire army that almost burned the entire Silent Forest to ashes, the elves that had lost all resistance completely gave up their homeland and moved east to the colder Frost and Lealda Mountains, while a small number of elves continued to cross the sea to the endless archipelago.

This is victory - it took nearly ten years for the Empire to completely drive away the elves and discover the amazing reserves, enough to supply the super-large magical veins that the Empire has used for more than five hundred years.

But before the southern lords could celebrate this great victory that was not easy, the elves' revenge followed one after another.

Whether it is the countless mutant insects full of diseases and curses, or the great druids who have been continuously sneaking into the city and launching the deep green disaster, whether it is the violent locust plague that swept through most of the empires, or the cursed natural magic that can make the entire southern farmland completely harvested, all the vicious means that ancient elves have never thought about or even tried were developed by elves during these ten years of war.

Then, at the moment they were humiliated and driven away, they were all used on the enemy.

To be honest, although it was said that it was 'like yesterday', Vika's memory of that time was no longer very clear.

The only thing he could remember was that the dark green mold that devoured everything was rapidly spreading in the city. Wherever the spores passed, all the wood products were eroded, and the highly toxic gas emitted from strange plants that looked like moss and mushrooms, flooding the entire city.

This is the disaster of deep green. The great magic that can be used by the elves' great druids to completely destroy a city.

On the day when the elves were completely defeated, a total of six great druids entered the sixteen major cities in the south. No one knew how they came from, perhaps because of teleportation, perhaps because of mice or mosquitoes. They have always been good at this kind of thing, and no one can really stop an extraordinary person who has tried all his energy.

Then, they all launched their most powerful means of destruction, destroying the six most elite cities in the south of the empire.

And, more than 10 million people.

It's funny to say that these six cities are the ones with the most recruiting and the highest mortality rate. If these cities still exist after the war, the empire might have been dragged down by these completely decaying areas - the actions of the Great Druids have cleared everything back, making things much easier, and everything disappeared, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

However, not all of those six cities were dead.

There are always some lucky people who survived unfortunately, fortunately or unfortunately.

Vika is the survivor of this devastating destruction and the only survivor of that happy family.

But seriously, this is not a story of revenge.

To say something not very nice, if it weren't for the photos, Vika felt that he would have forgotten his parents and his sister's faces long ago. He was still young at that time. Even if he chewed it repeatedly, he could not taste the unforgettable hatred from his already dull feelings.

He was adopted by the temple and was arranged to come to the North, mainly because the upper class believed that the North, which was more than six months in winter, could prevent Vika from seeing green as much as possible, and reminded him of that hellish green frenzy.

But, in fact, Vika never cared about these things.

All he thought in his heart was peace from beginning to end.

"Whether it is fighting or war, it is the most terrifying thing in this world. Smart lives can always use all their wisdom to eliminate other lives more efficiently, and war is the cause of this wisdom fermentation."

"Now, war cannot destroy all life in this world, but soon, with the advancement of technology, this kind of thing will always happen. With more powerful magic, more powerful magical creatures, and more powerful weapons, weapons or magic that can kill all lives in the world will appear. At that time, the world is only one step away from destruction and reshaping by the ancestors."

Putting the pocket watch in his palm into his arms, Vika raised his head and looked at the dome made of stained glass in the temple, with a leisurely tone: "Only by giving up fighting and maintaining peace, life can continue to survive."

"Favner, my purpose is not to seize the dragon ball. The church's order is to hope that if the Dragon Ball War breaks out, I will protect my dragon ball as much as possible and not be taken away by others - just like a giant dragon guarding treasures. In theory, as long as I lie on the ground and remain unmoved, I can win. The former's purpose is to protect the treasures, while my purpose is to organize others to make a wish and succeed."

"I don't mind."

Hearing this sentence, in the spiritual world, a cold snorted in Vicar's ears. I wonder if I was dissatisfied with this description, or if I thought this idea was ridiculous. The voice of the evil dragon Favner was a bit sarcastic rational: "But Vicar, you also want to change the world, otherwise, how could you fight Yemengard and Zhuzhou for a so-called dragon ball?"

It is very clear about its enemy's name. Vika has informed it of all the legends and characteristics of its enemies, as well as some combat capabilities. Even the Dragon Ball itself will bring some information to avoid being killed by ordinary people who are accidentally involved without knowing anything.

"yes."

Vika simply admitted this when he asked Favner's question. The priest's dark green eyes drooped and looked at the ground: "The teacher repeatedly told me that if the Dragon Ball War was held, then I should stick to the temple before the reinforcements arrived - but as you can see, I really couldn't hold it in, and couldn't help but go out to fight with other dragons - I also had a wish, so I was willing to fight."

"And my wish is to eradicate all wars in this world."

Said this, Vika raised her head again.

In the eyes of the priest, who should have been symbolized by love and peace, was a fire that quietly ignited.

——There is no more massacre, no more struggle, no more death, no more suspicion... Life will use all its wisdom and love on each other, and what he wants is such a kingdom of heaven.

"The church always says that everyone is the children of the ancestor dragon. We can live in peace, use time and practical actions to dissolve hatred and usher in the final peace."

Step by step towards the altar, where there are statues engraved with the three dragons of heaven and earth and life. Vika slowly flew over the two dragons of heaven and earth, then stood in front of the Dragon of Life, the father of all races, and murmured softly: "But I don't believe it."

"As long as there are differences between pointed and round ears, tall and short, living in water, and living in the mainland, there will be disputes in this world."

"All different people are destined to have a war. If you want to abandon disputes and maintain peace, you must let one side completely eliminate the other side and no longer have any inducement of conflict."

He clearly talked about the topic of "peace", but Vika's words were as terrifying and cold as the frost in the north.

At this time, the priest turned his head and looked out the window. He saw the snow-white snow all over the city, and then said calmly: "This world is like the white snow in the north. Because it is pure white, it looks beautiful. The snow does not require any other colors."

"So I firmly believe that as long as all races except humans are eliminated, the world will eventually be peaceful."

——If you want to eradicate the war, you must launch the largest war in history.

——If you want to not die, you must first kill the most people.

Just like a dragon slayer will eventually grow dragon scales, and the person guarding the treasure will eventually become an evil dragon - this is Vika's wish.

A priest who hopes for the arrival of 'peace'.

And the demon dragon Favna came as promised according to his call.

"But, boy, I must remind you that even if there is no intelligent life in this world except humans, war will still happen."

Although I admire Vika's thoughts very much, the spiritual dragon pointed out the contradiction in the idea of ​​its summoner. It shook its head: "The rich and the poor, the knowledgeable and the knowledgeable gods, not to mention anything else, it depends on whether the luck is good - people can never be the same. If the foreign tribes kill them all, it should be killed."

"That's why I want to make a wish."

Vika didn't care about Favner's correction at all. He had long been accustomed to the demon dragon's argument: "Although I doubt whether the authority of the ancestor was difficult to do this, on the contrary, this should be the only way."

And just as the young priest spoke.

Suddenly, Vika raised her head, as if she had noticed something.

“A guest is here.”

He narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Is this an initiative to ask for a fight?"

Since the enemy has come to you, you cannot retreat.

"Let's go, Favner."

Vika raised his head and strode towards the outside of the temple, his tone calm.

"Let's kill those uninvited guests."

And what responded to him was the roaring dragon roar.

After a while.

The northern wilderness, at the entrance to the edge of the Cobor Mountains.

After a long period of use, Su Zhou and Ora have arrived in the mountains.

At this time, the body hanging in the mountains, which belonged to Yemengard like a mountain was clearly visible.

"Have it not dissipated yet? Yes, Yemengard devoured part of the matter in this world."

Looking at the remains of the Great Snake in the World, Su Zhou began to analyze: "There are not many magical ore reserves in the northern mountains. If Yemengard really eats a mountain, it may indeed have enough magic and Leviathan fights Yinglong for a night, leaving behind substantial **."

"Forget it, no matter what, at least it did delay those two people in the middle of the night, and bought me enough rest time, which is worth thanking."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou said casually to the artificial girl: "Ola, let's go deeper and see what can be used for."

"Yes, Su Zhou."
Chapter completed!