If the words of the white snake man priest have made sitter fall into a great shock, then the statue which has become the sand table of the grey lion makes the young king completely lose the ability of thinking. Because when the whole statue turned around, its changes did not stop. I mean, although the lion on the ground has been completed, the kingdom in the underground part is facing a great change.


    Some seed like things sprout in the soil, spreading their terrible tentacles and swallowing the surrounding normal soil. As the seeds grow larger, some of them have surpassed the human cities on the ground. But they did not stop, the expanded tentacles became more active, and their range of activities gradually approached the surface of the earth, and a small part of them finally broke through the ground!


    Those tentacles as big as cities and towns are sweeping across the land of Cang lion, wantonly destroying. The civilization built up by generations of talents dies out with naked eyes under their activities. No one can survive in this catastrophe.


    "No!" The king, completely affected by the apocalyptic scene shown in the statue, roared, throwing the blade of his fist. The weapon from the dwarf''s hand made a piercing sound, hitting the largest of those tentacles. "Ding Dong!" The sound of metal collision sounded, and the statue made of nuclear gold was naturally undamaged, and seater''s fist blade, as powerless as his resistance, fell to the ground.


    "The prophecy has been written, and it will be the same in the future." The serpent priest leaned over to pick up the weapon on the ground and said in a cold voice, "your ancestors called on him to help create a kingdom for themselves. Now he will reap all life in the kingdom in return. The good news, though, is that the great mother earth is not in a hurry, and you and your country can enjoy the last good things before the end. For short-lived humans, this is the greatest kindness


    After hearing what the other side said, sitter lowered his head and did not answer. The White Snake priest looked pitifully at the king in front of him. Obviously, the human will had been defeated. He could only live in the shadow of today for the rest of his life. But what does that matter? Anyway, I just need to use him to leave here. As for the fate of the land Kingdom, it is not the radnos'' business.


    Andrea doesn''t care. As an old comrade in arms of sitter, he was very aware of the temperament of the human beings around him. The words of the White Snake priest just now undoubtedly deeply hurt seater''s heart. Under such circumstances, the dwarf was very aware of what stupid things his friends would do. So he held out a hand and held the human wrist to prevent him from rushing up to attack the snake head man.


    "Let me go." Usually the feeling of sitter is warm, even for the complete stranger, this man with golden pupil like a lion will not make people feel gloomy. But now, the king''s voice sounded so cold that Andrea''s breath was choked by his undisguised intention to kill.


    "It won''t change if you kill him." The dwarf said obstinately, and grasped the human wrist more forcefully. "Nothing can change but put us in a more dangerous situation."


    "Yes, it''s not your country that is destroyed. Of course you don''t care. How can you care if you persuade the snakes to tell us how to get out? " His companion''s admonition was rewarded with sitter''s cold ridicule. The king, blinded by anger, uttered his most hurtful words without thinking.


    "Well..." Andre did not speak any more, but his hand did not release.


    "Well, I''ve said almost everything I want to say. Now please take over the place and let us go." The snake priest didn''t notice the conversation between the two. Although he could skip the language to talk to others, it didn''t mean that he could pry into other people''s hearts. Otherwise, he would never be so leisurely close to sitter.


    "How do I take over here?" The king tried to silence his voice, even though his knuckles were white with too much grip.


    White radno held the blade of his fist in the palm of his hand and held it in front of sitter. "It''s very simple. Just sit on that statue. It is the core of this deep heart, and with your bloodline, you can control it well. "


    "Aren''t you afraid I''ll make something terrible? I''m not sure about that myself The man slowly took the blade and restrained his impulse to put the weapon into his opponent''s eyes.


    "Oh, I''m sure you won''t hurt yourself. What''s more, mother earth''s creation does not harm her own people. " The snake head man said, let open the road to the nuclear gold statue, and bent down to make a please posture. "Come, save us from this long loss, so that you and your kingdom may have our friendship before destruction."


    Sitter laughed, first in a low voice, then quickly expanded, and finally the whole person was in a state of uproar. In the process, his tight muscles relaxed, and the blades of his hands fell to the ground. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The king''s laughter lasted for nearly a minute, and no one knew why he was laughing.


    "Forgive me for what I said, Andrea, please forgive me." This was the first word sitter said after he stopped laughing. Without waiting for the dwarf to answer, he shook off his companion''s hand and did not pick up the weapon on the ground. The young king went straight to the statue of nuclear gold. In front of him as like as two peas, the original white rock head sits on the rock table. When it becomes a throne, it looks like the one in the castle of the lion king. The difference is that the former is made of nuclear gold."Remember when we laughed at Carus for not having the courage to fight against his fate for the first half of his life? I didn''t expect that I was the one who was bound to death by fate. I could feel what a stupid decision my grandparents made. They made a deal with the existence that absolutely could not be dealt with. Maybe you are right. We human beings are so short-sighted that we can''t see the future at all. It''s ironic. " The king reached out and stroked the armrest of the throne and said to his companion behind him.


    "So what? Don''t forget the devil, but he killed his father with his own hands! Your future cannot be determined by the fault of your predecessors! " The dwarf raised his voice and roared at the nearby human beings. He knew that the contact with the nuclear gold throne would make sitter more aware of the power of the crypt mother, but he would never allow his friends to become puppets of evil gods.


    Sitter laughed, and the moment he turned around and sat down in front of the throne, there was something crashing in the whole space.


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