Soul of Searing Steel

Chapter 780: Wrong time

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"According to the current methods, it is absolutely impossible for Chaos to be exploited by humans."

Boom, boom, boom, boom - the sound of the earth's crust being torn apart by brute force resounded in the almost liquid air, and in just a few minutes, it spread throughout most of the world.

This is a completely dark world.

There are no stars or sun. The frozen surface is harder than diamond at an absolute low temperature of one hundred degrees below zero. The violent cold wind formed by the broken continent stirs up waves in the atmosphere that is about to condense into lumps.

On top of the glacier, Priest endured extreme fear and trembling as he stood on the only piece of intact ground. Warriors who had reached the golden realm could survive in this extreme cold and absolute darkness. Central vision—so he stared, staring at the glacier before him.

The vast glacier that covers the entire world and spans hundreds of thousands of miles has now been shattered by someone's brute force. Priest watched as the glacier and the earth's crust were torn apart by a huge steel figure, forming an extremely wide and deep valley. The end of this deep valley cannot be seen, and its depth cannot be known. Its edge disappears from the horizon, as if it has torn the entire world apart.

Perhaps the world has really been torn apart.

"Priest, don't take any chances. You must carefully remember every word I say."

A huge, low, god-like voice came. Priest quickly lowered his head to show that he was listening. At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the earth's crust, which was stronger than steel, seemed like paper in front of the giant god. The pieces were generally torn into strips of rock shell, and then collapsed into countless dense dust, which was integrated into the towering and huge body.

"According to all the means and technologies we currently have, it is absolutely impossible for Chaos to be exploited by us."

The Titan is eating - he is devouring the world, crushing rock formations as huge as mountains and integrating them into himself. As he speaks, the Titan tears off a huge piece of meat tens of thousands of meters long, just like tearing off a piece of meat. rock crust.

Priest felt an unparalleled gravitational disturbance. His throat squirmed and he swallowed his saliva, because he saw that the giant rock shell, which was larger than Mycroft's highest mountain in the world, instantly turned into a cloud of silver smoke. , and then disappeared into the deep and dark mouth of the giant god.

Soon, the rift valley turned into a deep valley, and the deep valley turned into an abyss. The vast land that could accommodate tens of millions of people was like a cake, being devoured by the giant one by one. And in the process, his calm voice filled the atmosphere. echoed in.

"I only say this to you, Priest, you are different from others, you are different from my other students, so I must remind you to be wary of anything related to chaos."

"What... exactly is it different from, teacher?"

Even though there was an uncontrollable trembling feeling all over his body due to the shock of fear, Priest was still able to calm down - he took a deep breath and pressed the sub-zero Baidu air into his lungs. The extreme cold made the young man The soldier calmed down and asked loudly: "Why are you saying this to me?"

Always able to stay calm and have courage. This is the advantage of Priest and the reason why he can become a student of the Titan God.

"Because of choice. Priest, you are different from your senior brothers and sisters. Because they chose to stay in Mycroft's world, they will stay within the empire and become strong men stationed on one side to maintain order and peace. .”

The Titan did not stop eating. He came to this extremely cold frozen planet just to 'eat' most of the rock crust on the surface and take out the metal core of the planet as a pastry to supplement the nutrients of the world inside the body. The Titan spoke slowly and very He said calmly: "But you are different."

"You choose to be an adventurer exploring distant places and choose this path, so you are more likely to encounter the chaos hidden in the multiverse than they are, and you are more likely to touch the other side of the world."

Also more likely to keep up with me.

Priest saw that in the dark world, an extremely turbulent storm suddenly set off, as if some huge existence was rapidly stirring the atmosphere. He used his legs to crush the ice, and firmly clamped himself down like a wedge. Stay in place.

The next moment, Priest saw the giant god turn around and lower his head to look at him.

What kind of eyes are those

Priest is indescribable, indescribable. They are like two tiny suns, releasing infinite light and heat from his eyes... But the brilliance of the sun is distorted by invisible gravity, shaping it into a hazy mass of blazing heat. The flow of light flows gently along the corners of the giant god's eyes, forming regular and mysterious lines on his cheeks.

"Don't use Chaos, don't get close to Chaos, don't try to control it, and don't try to convert it. If you can't destroy it, then seal it as soon as possible, or leave it. Chaos and we have such a relationship, we are mortal enemies of each other. "

Looking at the giant god, Priest was speechless for a long time, seeming to be immersed in the shock of the other party's infinite power. But just when the giant god turned around and planned to end the reminder to his students and continue his lunch, Priest He spoke out of nowhere.

"Even...teacher, your power is not enough?"

A long silence appeared in the frozen world.

Although there was an unnoticeable laugh at the end, with a hint of admiration.

"Even though I stress like this, you still have hope, and I like that about you... As for me."

The giant god whispered intriguingly: "At least I can say that I am still working hard and not giving up."

Priest suddenly woke up from his dream.

"Damn... are you having a nightmare..."

He groaned softly, then rolled over and stood up from the original vine hammock - his head hurt, and it was difficult to think clearly. Priest murmured: "No, it's not a nightmare... it's the teacher's teachings."

But he couldn't remember the specific teachings.

"Forget it, it's just a dream."

After a while, Priest, who had collected his thoughts, raised his head and looked at the vigilant spell caster across the bonfire. The two parties nodded to each other in tacit agreement without saying anything extra.

This is the third day that the elite exploration team has arrived in an unknown alien world. It is also the second day that the elite exploration team has temporarily reconciled with the group of elves who call themselves the "Looker Tribe".

The mountains and hills in the eastern mountains are rolling and rolling. Among the fallen leaves and dead branches of the endless forests, there are numerous underground caves. Except for a few high-level elves, most of the elves live in the caves closest to the Mother Tree of Life. And Priest and others are now living in a cave that has been cleaned and ventilated.

"I don't know when the group of elves will finish their discussions and decide whether to cooperate with us."

On the other side of the bonfire, the mage on the night shift closed the magic book in his hand. He sighed and said helplessly: "These immortal species are indeed close relatives of turtles. They are slow and slow."

"They will say yes."

In response, Priest shook his head and said softly: "If they were hesitant from the beginning, why would they place five of us gold-level people next to their own tribe? In this case, even if they use all their strength to strangle us, , they will inevitably suffer losses that they cannot bear - elf reproduction is very difficult."

"Right."

The mage did not refute or seriously agree. He just agreed casually, then turned his head and looked at the sunlight that appeared slightly at the entrance of the cave. Outside the cave, dawn had arrived. This was their third day in this different world. sky.

At the same time, Priest sighed and recalled the scene two nights ago.

In the dense forest, nearly a thousand extremely elite elf hunters and marksmen surrounded the five-member elite team. Under such a formation, even a group of gold-level monsters would probably be infuriated on the spot, but Priest and others did not. They are five gold-level human professionals who have mastered various combat skills and magic. Even if they have not fully mastered their own power of glory, it is not something that these elves can take down without injury.

Just as everyone was confronting nearly a thousand elf hunters, the leader of this group of elves, an elf druid wearing a large crown of antlers, appeared in the center of the crowd, and his appearance broke the silent silence between the two parties.

"You...are humans?"

He asked in surprise: "It's not a chaos monster?"

With such an opening statement as the beginning of the communication, the subsequent conversation will naturally not start directly after a disagreement.

After a period of tedious and repeated questioning and questioning, the two warring parties reluctantly ended the confrontation, and both parties roughly knew the situation on both sides.

For Priest and his party, they knew that the elves in front of them came from an elf tribe that called themselves the "Lookers". This was a tribe, including the leader, and all the members were no more than three hundred years old. , an extremely young elven tribe, they live around a huge tree of life, using caves made by the roots of the giant tree as houses, and make a living by picking fruits, hunting wild beasts, and going out to sea to fish.

Overall, it is a very primitive but very united elf tribe.

The reason why they ambush Priest and others in the first place was because they mistook the team members wearing magic armor as alien monsters lurking around their territory.

Just like the eight-legged fungus clan never saw that Priest and his team were wearing armor instead of an exoskeleton until the end, they had never seen armor, or even seen so many metal creations. The elves naturally could not understand what the 'full-coverage closed magic armor' was. In addition, Priest and his team had no scruples in destroying trees in order to clear a path in the forest, which made the elves believe that , this is a group of terrifying alien monsters.

The differences between civilizations, races, and technologies are simply too great for such a near-impossible misunderstanding to occur.

In contrast, the elves also knew that the five people in the exploration team were the victims who entered the forest due to an accident, and the changes in the mountains had nothing to do with them - at least after everyone swore, the elves said that they could not He said no, looking like he didn't know whether he believed this nonsense or didn't care.

"The holy mountain of sacrifice was originally made of silver and iron. It is indeed said in the teachings left by our ancestors. However, as time passed, the silver and iron rusted, and the wind and sand blew, burying it, and finally turned into a solid rock."

These were the exact words that Priest and others heard. This is what the antlered elf said to them. He didn't seem surprised at all by the restart of the space-time hub.

To be honest, this made the elite team, who were facing a formidable enemy, extremely puzzled - they also understood that the mountain range where they and others were just now, which is where the Akrafa hub is located, was exactly the group of elves in front of them. They were talking about the mountain of sacrifices, but now that the mountain of sacrifices collapsed, they were not surprised at all, not even a little bit surprised and panicked.

Do they regard that mountain as a sacred mountain? !

What is even more surprising is the contradiction in the level of civilization displayed by this group of elves.

According to Priest's speculation, the elves in this strange world should be like them. They accidentally ended up here due to an error in time and space transmission during the final battle of the Era of Glory more than 1,300 years ago. In other words, They should be the descendants of the original elven colonists - but if they were really elven colonists, they would never have become the primitive people they are now, living in caves!

Elves are immortal species. The lifespan of a generation may be longer than that of most human kingdoms. Their knowledge inheritance is far more stable than that of short-lived humans. How could a group of elves become what they are today in just 1,300 years? What does a primitive person look like

Priest even saw that the elves here were still using bone arrowheads. They had even lost their iron technology!

However, regarding this strange contradiction, these elves answered part of the doubts for everyone.

"Are you curious about the scars on my hands?"

The leader of the deer crown elf, after the exchange was over and both sides were no longer in confrontation for the time being, stretched out his arm. He had long noticed that Priest and others often looked directly at the scar on his right hand, so he was open-minded. He smiled and said: "This is an alien disease - the dead gods in the sky often drop parts of their flesh and blood, corroding the beasts or elves in the forest. As long as they are scratched by flesh and blood or infected monsters, basically no one can be spared... I This is considered mild, and it will probably take decades before it kills me.”

"It's useless to cut it off. This thing will be transferred to other parts of the body. Countless ancestors have proven this with their lives."

The deer crown elf called the nine-headed giant beast in the sky the 'dead god'. He was very open-minded when he said this, and seemed not to care about his lifespan at all. He even joked with his companions: "I'm almost Are you about to break the record for the longest-lived leader?" "No."

Based on this information, the exploration team can barely understand why these elves lost their inheritance so quickly and fell to such a primitive state—if we say that most of the first generation of elven colonists died under the erosion of Chaos, and The remaining elves often die due to the erosion of chaos, so even the immortal species cannot maintain the existence of civilization.

It is for this reason that after these elves noticed the elite team falling from the sky, they identified them as infected alien monsters. The black magic armor does not look like decent equipment at first glance. , on the contrary, it has a gloomy and depressing temperament.

As for why elves can recognize humans, the reason is very simple, because according to them, hundreds of years ago, there were humans living around the mountains in this world, but recently they were completely invisible and they should have gradually become extinct. .

"To be honest, the situation here is weirder than we thought."

Priest temporarily stopped recalling and shook his head. He didn't know whether he was talking to the mage on the other side of the bonfire or to himself: "The recorded history of the Starfall Era totals eight hundred and thirty-nine years. Counting that, I don't know how many more years there are." A long period of time, about eighty to one hundred and thirty years, the primitive chaotic period after the opening of the sanctuary against the beast tide in the Black Forest, and the lost three hundred years before the opening of the sanctuary—this adds up to a total of more than 1,200 years Years, even if other possible spare time are taken into account, the maximum is thirteen hundred years."

"Even if these elves are short-lived due to the 'alien disease', which is a mild Chaos infection, they still have a lifespan of about two hundred years. For them, one thousand three hundred years is a matter of six or seven generations. , it is impossible to forget it so completely!"

Following Priest's voice, everyone else woke up one after another, but the mage, who had been staring at the entrance of the cave and didn't know what to think, lowered his voice and whispered to himself: "Maybe, it will take more than 1,300 years. ?”

"What's the meaning?"

Priest keenly heard the mage's muttering, and he asked in confusion: "Do you mean that these elves already lived in this world before the final battle?"

(End of chapter)