On the contrary, after the Sun God King, the master of the Tianshen Palace, left mysteriously, the lair masters gathered spontaneously and began to enter the ground in batches.
The underground has long been secretly cleaned up by the ghost gate. No matter whether it is human beings or intelligent nest creatures, they have been completely wiped out by the ghost gate with a powerful plague. He was shot secretly and killed the most powerful organization in the entire human race - the Council of Elders.
It can be said that the underground is completely empty. Under the leadership of the Lord of the Heavenly God Palace, the master of the lair avoided the resource competition with human beings on the ground, and instead went to open up wasteland underground, forming a truly independent and powerful force.
What remained on the ground were only some mutated beasts and low-level monsters without intelligence. These were garbage pigs that the lair masters looked down upon.
Time passed little by little. The sequelae of the Gate of Heaven being pulled out finally appeared.
Whether it's a totem master or a mutated monster, all the power of the totem, the light of the totem, began to rapidly weaken and weaken. The speed of strength decay is like a pool with the plug removed, forming a huge vortex and crazily leaking out all the extraordinary power.
The battle at the Gate of Heaven was named the Battle of Heaven by historians from all over the world. Harp players and poets and literati compiled this battle into poems and sang songs, and countless songs and prose were published. A brilliant and inexplicable literary revolution broke out.
The corresponding opera drama novel came into being.
The three peak powerhouses who participated in the war never appeared again, so they were constantly beautified by people and became the strongest symbols on the earth.
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Time flies, and the years fly by.
In the blink of an eye, more than fifty years have passed.
The ruins of the original Panshi City were covered with green grass and flowers. The dilapidated broken wall was covered with fine moss.
Some tourists who come to pay homage to the history linger here and form a chain of hotels around the periphery.
Because of the aftermath of that battle, Panshi City is surrounded by cracks and faults of various sizes, and it is no longer suitable for rebuilding the city. On the contrary, because a large number of tourists came and went to admire the traces of the war, a large tourist town was established in the open space outside the city, called Panshi City.
There is a white square in the city, and a monument to national heroes is built in the center. It is used to commemorate the great deeds of the three king-level powerhouses who are almost mythical, as well as countless people and totem masters who died innocently in this war.
The afternoon sun dyed the entire square in a hazy yellow.
On the edge of a circle of white flower beds, a guide with a mustache is vividly introducing the deeds of the place more than 50 years ago to the tourists behind him.
".Our peace and stability today are largely due to the legacy of the Battle of Heaven. The Sun God King, the Evil God King, and the North Pole King, the three great monarch-level powerhouses, are here for their respective ideas and ideas. Ideal, for the sake of the thousands of people and subordinates behind him, he chose to stop the ghost gate from destroying the world. That battle was earth-shattering. Even the thousand-year-old city of Panshi King was trembling and terrified under their shadow. The sky was howling and the earth was covered with scars. , The terrifying power is raging in the space like a myth, according to the memory of a survivor at the time, the situation at that time was simply..."
"Who would believe it, hehe?" Someone among the tourists laughed lowly. The word "hehe" has a huge lethal effect on tour guides. This contains deep doubts, ridicule, and unrefuted doubts.
"Now is the age of technology, totem? Can that kind of pseudoscience reach this level?" Someone interjected.
"It's probably because the heroes in it have been deified. I have also practiced a few sets of activation methods for the totem, but none of them have any effect. It's all about strengthening the body. The secret martial arts left over from it are very good, and the fighting skills are very practical. .”
"Really? I just discovered that some time ago, I went to the city to pay homage to a teacher to learn secret martial arts. It is said that it is a unique skill passed down in the family, and it is indeed very practical."
"What is Miwu like in real life? I only knew it by reading novels before."
A group of tourists chatted enthusiastically with another topic as the core.
The tour guide in front shook his head speechlessly. This was not the first group he met. The disbelief in the Battle of the Kingdom of Heaven has become the consensus of tourists who have visited Panshi City in recent years.
Tourists who were half-believing at first turned from half-belief to complete disbelief when they actually visited the site.
There is no other reason, just because the traces left here are too terrifying.
The Panshi King City used to be a huge defensive city with a population of nearly one million, and at the same time, it also had a strong defensive armament. If it is said that the battle of just a few people can cause such a horrible scene, no one will believe such a story.
totem? Totem master
Even if that kind of thing really existed in history, would it be able to defeat the increasingly terrifying guns, bombs, and artillery fire? It is estimated that it is also a legacy product that was directly eliminated by more and more powerful technology.
No one among the tourists believed that such a terrifying battlefield would be the result of just a few people. Everyone always believed that it was a tragic battlefield caused by countless bombs and artillery bombardments. It is undeniable that the three king-level giants definitely played a decisive role in it role, but the troops and subordinates under their command are the real heroes who should be respected more.
Especially in recent years, the exposure of the miserable living conditions of the descendants of heroes and heroes has largely aroused the reflection of various countries.
While thinking deeply, the tour guide led the tourists to visit some relics in Panshi City step by step. Now there are dozens of countries in Dongzhou, big and small, almost all tourists come here to admire the historical achievements. A local resident like him who has lived in the city since he was a child can easily support his family through his role as a tour guide.
"Katie! Villali and the others are out of school, are you done?" A middle-aged man shouted loudly in the distance, standing at the door of a bar and waving at him. That was Jack, his poker pal he usually played with, and his son and his own son were studying at a school in the city. Today happened to be the weekend, and it was time to pick up my son and go home.
"It's almost ready." The tour guide replied loudly. "Wait for me a little while!"
"good!"
The tour guide finally took the tourists around the last place arranged for today, and then hurriedly joined the middle-aged man.
The sun has set, it's getting late.
"Hey! Little Baker! How's life going at school?"
"Very good. I can take care of myself." The silver-haired eleven-year-old boy answered seriously like a grown-up.
The two father and son squeezed out from the crowd of students at the school gate, and walked towards home hand in hand.
"Is mom okay?" Little Baker asked like a master of the family, carrying a small schoolbag, his skin was milky white, and his brows were furrowed.
"She has to work overtime today, and she may have to go home later, and the company has another dinner to plan. But the old Baker and Ms. Sean came here today, saying that they want to see the most beloved grandson. It is estimated that the lady is already doing your most beloved grandson in the kitchen. Delicious cookies." The tour guide smiled.
"Really? Actually, I wanted to say it a long time ago, that kind of cookie is too sweet."
"That's your grandma's love."
"But too sweet is bad for teeth, isn't that what you said?"
"Forehead"
"I think I should learn to refuse tactfully." Little Baker touched his chin and thought deeply.
The two fathers and sons discussed all the way, fighting and fighting back home.
The silver-haired grandfather Baker is sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and the grandmother Ms. Sean is really busy in the kitchen. The still young lady in red rushed out with a smile on her face, hugged little Baker and kissed her.
"Oh, my dear little Jack, I hope you never grow up to be so cute."
"Please don't use adjectives like cute to describe your grandson, I think it's an insult to my personality." Little Baker, whose full name is Jack Baker, struggled hard.
"Okay, okay, don't make trouble." The grandpa sitting on the sofa put down the newspaper, and he looked at the little guy with a serious face. "It seems that I haven't exchanged information with you for a long time, and your thinking has gone astray. Sleep with me at night, and I will correct your recent thinking style."
"Do you want to use your past experiences? Great! Another good story!" Little Baker cheered loudly as he tossed his schoolbag.
"Those are not stories!" Grandpa scowled.
"Yes, yes, that is a real experience, your precious experience, which contains countless wisdom in life!" Little Baker quickly echoed.
"Speaking of it, Dad, the things you tell the little guy every time feel so real," the tour guide asked in a low voice.
"That's your father's personal experience! At that time, the cannons and missiles hadn't landed at all, and the totem masters were the most powerful group. Didn't you repeat the battle of the kingdom of heaven every day? Such naive questions Come to ask me?" The old man's face darkened.
"Okay, Shiyan, you are always so excited when you mention these things. These are old calendars, old things, don't say a few words, and be careful." Ms. Sean Bailina persuaded with a smile .
"Remember what you said when you proposed to me back then? Weren't you overwhelmed by my mighty and heroic appearance." Seeing his wife's gentler and more gentle smiling face, Baker stone suddenly felt weak, and his voice became lower and lower.
"It seems that the recent pocket money has been given too much...haha." Bai Lina looked gentle and kind.
"Fearless!" Little Baker suddenly shouted from the side.
"Yes! Fearless!!" The grandpa and grandson ran away quickly.
Shi Yan dragged his grandson around, but his heart faintly returned to the war-torn years.
No one knows better than him that the battle of the Three Kings of Heaven actually existed in history.
Although the aftermath of Heaven's Gate caused the totem masters to be almost extinct, the world no longer sees the existence of the totem power and the totem light. But only the elderly who have experienced that era will truly understand that that almost mythical era really existed.
With the decline of the power of the totem, the powerful five-type power that he was once proud of, now only has the ordinary totem power of a type-1 totem master, which can only be used to release some small magic formulas like tricks.
Moreover, people who do not have the power of totem have completely lost sight of the existence of magic tricks.
Stone Eye has a feeling that the Gate of Heaven seems to be a living creature. After it understood the powerful threat to it from the power of the totem, it began to consciously change the world and let this power gradually die out.
"I don't know how those old people are doing now." Involuntarily, he recalled those past events.
"Grandpa, quickly show me a new trick, hurry up!" Little Baker shouted mysteriously from the side.
The world, after all, has been changed.
(end of this chapter)