Akefier looked over in groups, he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, and didn't explain any more. With each passing generation, the number of statues decreases drastically. There is a very important reason for the reduction of heroes, and that is the decline in the number of ethnic groups.
By the last few groups, there was only one statue left.
Akfier walked slowly in front of these ice sculptures, and finally stood in front of a piece of mysterious ice that had not yet been carved, and said, "This is my position."
Qianye raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for his next words.
Akefier said slowly: "It wasn't until the seventh generation of ancestors and the Frost Thunder Temple were built that they initially had the ability to control the destructive power on this land. However, by this time, it was already too late. The number of clansmen is not enough Supporting the reproduction of the race, the number is still slowly declining. If you want to continue to survive, you can only absorb new blood from other races. However, in a sense, if you do this, our race is equivalent to death."
Qianye's heart skipped a beat. Bloodline dilution is a problem that almost all longevity races will encounter. For example, the blood of the blood race gradually fell into a deep sleep, or the blood of the prophet who is close to the heir of the demons. The power inheritance of most races is closely related to blood, and lack of power means the decline or even extinction of the entire race.
Strange to say, it is not so obvious that the human race is bound by blood, and the Bingjue created by the Martial Ancestor broke through this restriction. Although the price is expensive, in this war-torn world, immediate survival is far more important than long-term plans. more important.
Akefiel's voice pulled Qianye out of his contemplation, and he pointed to the few individual statues, saying: "From the eighth generation onwards, it is no longer heroes who can erect statues, but the people of the Frost Thunder Temple." The master is the one who has inherited the power of Frost Thunder."
Qianye also understood why he just said that was his position. After Akfir's death, a new generation of hall masters will create a statue for him.
"Where's Carol? What's her position?"
"You mean sister? Well, I'm about to talk about it. Come with me."
Akefiel took Qianye out of the underground hall, and went deeper underground. This time the passage was so deep that it seemed to have no end, at least after walking down for hundreds of meters, a gate appeared in front of him.
Akfir pushed open the door, and another world appeared before his eyes.
This is a naturally formed cave, gradually descending, and in the center is a bottomless pit. Standing on the edge of the deep pit, you can see faint blue light flickering in the depths, and dancing electric fires appear on the pit wall from time to time.
Even just standing at the mouth of the pit, Qianye's hair fluttered slightly, clearly feeling the terrifying energy at the bottom of the pit.
"This is the origin of the Frost Thunder Temple. The entire temple is a facility to suppress and filter the power of frost and thunder and void thunder. Otherwise, every ten years, there will be a cold wave on the land mass, and the void thunder will also All over the ground, turning the entire landmass into a dead world."
"When the Temple of Frost and Thunder is completed, these two powers will become usable. Of course, refining them requires extremely high talent. However, our family has never lacked geniuses. Every generation has someone who can control the power of frost and cold." People, become the master of the temple. Sister... She was the first person in our generation who could control the power of frost and cold, but she chose Void Thunder. However, I don't hate her."
"The person who controls the power of frost and cold can be the master of the temple?" Qianye asked.
Akefiel nodded, "That's right. Only by mastering the power of frost and cold can we mobilize the operation of the entire temple, suppress natural disasters, and protect the people."
Qianye understood a little bit, "In other words, the Lord of the temple can't leave, right?"
"You can leave for a short time. Counting the round trip, you can probably stay in other continents for half a day." Akefier smiled wryly.
Qianye suddenly sympathized with him. Akfir is also a genius, but he was bound in this deep and cold temple at a young age. What's the fun in such a life? No wonder when Carol chose Kuang Lei, he would say that he doesn't hate her.
"My sister can walk freely outside, but I need to protect the clansmen. Once the temple stops working, the clansmen living here will die in a short time. I only left here twice, all to let people outside know , I still exist in the Frost Thunder Temple, not just my sister. Only in this way, those dirty idiots outside will be restrained, and will not think about my sister. "
Having said that, Akefier turned around, looked at Qianye, and said, "Are you interested in inheriting the power of frost and becoming the next master of the temple?"
Qianye was surprised, and didn't bother to think about whether this proposal was reasonable, so he asked, "I can?"
"Of course, with my help, this is by no means a problem. With the power of frost, you can go directly to... According to you humans, the high-ranking generals."
For many people, a power so powerful that it may take a lifetime to pursue is an irresistible temptation.
Qianye shook his head, "Not interested."
Akefier looked at Qianye for a while, shook his head after a while, and sighed: "You are the best candidate for our clan to absorb new blood... But you should refuse, people who have the morning light on the top of the dawn should I don’t like the power of frost and cold here. If that’s the case, then, I will give you this gift.”
He flicked his fingers, and there was a crisp sound like a phoenix's cry from his fingertips. Hearing this sound, Qianye felt a deep freezing point in his body suddenly explode, and the extreme cold current rushed to all parts of his body in an instant!
This is the power of Bingye Tang. Although it took Qianye so much time to drink it, most of it could not be digested temporarily. He stored it in his body and slowly refined it with Song's ancient scroll when he had time.
Unexpectedly, Akefier not only saw it, but with a snap of his fingers, he activated it all!
Qianye didn't even have time to resist, the cold current froze him instantly, but miraculously, after the extreme cold, it suddenly turned into a gentle warm current, merging with Qianye's body that had been stimulated to the limit. Thousands of warm currents are like migrating migratory birds, rushing to the eighth force node. The original force at this node was already extremely strong, and when it was absorbed by the warm current, the massive amount of original force had nowhere to go, and collapsed, condensing vapor into liquid and turning into a whirlpool.
Qianye's aura gradually improved irresistibly, becoming more and more lofty, so far, he was only one step away from the god general Tianguan.
It took a while for Qianye to make a sound, and said in doubt, "This..."
"Save some time for you, and increase your combat power by the way. I don't want the people my sister will follow in the future to die like this."
Akefier walked towards the door, Qianye was a little puzzled, but had no choice but to follow.
This time, Akfir returned to the living area and sat down in the living room. After Qianye sat down, the waiter brought a cup of tea that was as clear as water, and there was a green leaf at the bottom of the cup.
Qianye was so troubled that he looked like a snake, holding a cup of tea, he looked at it for a while, but there was no entrance. If this tea is the same as ice leaf soup, it would be too much to drink in one gulp.
Akefier smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is ordinary tea. I don't have a few ice leaves myself, and I don't want to bring out too many to entertain you. Unless..." He suddenly stopped talking, and his drooping eyebrows seemed to soften a bit.
Qianye took a sip of tea, and suddenly felt a line of ice enter his stomach. After shivering, he instantly felt refreshed.
"Tell me about your reason for coming." Until now, the conversation between the two has not entered the topic.
"I promised Carol that I would fight for a territory for her. Now I have a chance, and I need her help. Correspondingly, after the victory of the war, half of her desire for a territory has been realized."
"Territory..." Akefiel twitched his eyebrows, seeming to be quite concerned about the word, "Where is it, how big is it?"
"Strictly speaking, it can only be said to be a license to occupy territory. After this battle, we will gain a lot of military exploits in the Great Qin Empire. Based on this, future expansion and conquest on the periphery of the empire's borders will be acquiesced, and it is even possible Receiving support from the empire. Of course, this is the official explanation for such permission, and there is nothing to expect from Daqin's support, as long as it doesn't interfere."
Akfier was silently contemplating, obviously already moved.
There are twenty-seven main continents in the world of Eternal Night, and twenty-three of them have been discovered. It looks like a vast area, but in fact there are very few completely blank areas that have not been discovered. Even the Eternal Night Council, which has existed for more than ten thousand years, has been unable to visit the continents closest to the asteroid belt on the top of the world. The upper continent is the traditional territory of various dark races. Many land masses are extremely special and are not suitable for people other than a specific race to survive.
The environment in the middle continent is the most universal, but most of the fertile territory and rich resources have been occupied by the Eternal Night Council and the Great Qin Empire. It’s not that there are no small countries, and neutral forces are not uncommon, but there are intertwined tentacles extending to one side, or both sides behind it. True independence is absolutely impossible.
The rise of Great Qin and the expansion of the frontier are unique miracles in this world. Looking at the founding times of those small countries geographically close to the empire, all of them were the most turbulent period in the history of Great Qin. From this, it can be seen that no matter the Eternal Night camp or the Dawn camp, there is no difference in the way of controlling some things.
Akefier knows that it is difficult to open up borders, and it is even more difficult to defend land. If it can be recognized by the empire, it is also a feasible way. Even if you don't expect support, at least you can reduce the tiger's hostility of one side of the behemoth.
Qianye was also looking at Akefier, feeling a little strange in his heart. Sometimes he seemed to care about his sister very much, but now, a territory in his mind seemed to far exceed Carol's status.
Akefier suddenly woke up and realized that Qianye was still beside him. He smiled wryly, and said: "As you can see, this land is not suitable for survival at all. If it continues, there will be fewer and fewer tribesmen, because they are weaker and cannot survive. But if there is a territory, it can Let the clansmen who are not strong enough survive, and in that case, our clan will no longer have to face the fate of extinction."
Qianye was a little puzzled, "Isn't there still a lot of open space in the neutral land? With the strength of the Frost Thunder Temple, how can you grab a large piece of territory?"
Akefiel shook his head, "The environment in the neutral land is not suitable for our family to survive. In contrast, this place is the most adaptable place."
A flash of inspiration flashed in Qianye's mind, he stood up abruptly, and said, "You are descendants of demons!"