Quadruple split.

Chapter 70 The Sun Dynasty
It was still early, Mo Tan was going to rush to Karan City overnight. Cole and Xiao Ai should have arrived one step ahead, and there might also be a Wanderer Hotel in that place. He felt that it was time for him to speed up the pace a little...

But as the saying goes, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and disasters and fortunes for people. Just when he was just about to concentrate on speeding up the journey, something pleasant happened.

【You have been disconnected, please choose whether to reconnect】

……

A few minutes later, Mo Tan sat beside the game cabin quite absent-mindedly, feeling very complicated.

"What am I thinking, when I can't catch up on the road..." He shook his head, just leaned directly beside the game cabin, closed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Now is not the time to relax, the people behind the class The Marshall family will never give up easily, everyone's bodies are still in the wild, Futaba should have been offline, but there may be traces left... If it is searched on a large scale... No, you must go up and confirm."

Concentrate as much as possible, Mo Tan, who has just suddenly turned into a state of [Lawful Good], is ready to take the initiative to make another personality transformation. The previous analysis has already been done when he played the game with 'Tan Mo', but this does not mean With the end of the matter, action must be taken before the Marshall family confirms Bene's death!

Whether it's clearing the battlefield or going to get clues, this time is perfect, and if Futaba leaves any conspicuous traces before going offline, I can help deal with it myself. The most important thing is, at least Ned Awaiting burial.

Even though they are only NPCs in the game, Mo Tan absolutely can't tolerate exposing the corpses of his partners in the wilderness, at least they must be properly buried.

but……

"Can't you do it?" Mo Tan opened his eyes after working hard for a while. He was very sure that he was still the 'self' before. The active personality transformation that had a high success rate turned out to be a failure. He is a little haggard, and there is no possibility of conversion in a short time.

Some tiredly climbed up from the ground, Mo Tan clenched his fists tightly, although it may not be [-]% successful, but this time it is a bit too coincidental, and it makes people angry!

"Damn, why is it at this time!" He complained a little angrily, then turned and lay in the game cabin to prepare to land in the realm of innocence.

He wanted to take a closer look at the Mag's Notebook, hoping to find some information about the Marshall family from it. Although he remembered that the Notebook didn't record much detailed information about the Southeast Continent, at least it was better than nothing!
……

【Your spiritual connection has been detected, personal information is being synchronized...】

[Connection completed, reading character information]

[Welcome back, lawful and kind silent, about to be loaded into the realm of innocence, I wish you good night]

Northwest of Innocence Continent, Waste Capital Underhill

The last time I came, Mo Tan, who had not observed the surrounding environment because of the flying dragon crash, plane crash, misunderstanding, pumping, and disconnection, was shocked the first time he went online.

Countless broken walls and ruins that have been through the years look particularly desolate in the moonlight. There are tall buildings crisscrossing the horizon as far as the eye can see. The stone base standing not far away is towering and tenacious, but it should have been sitting The bell tower above was scattered in rubble, covering the main road that was carved with decorative patterns...

As for the site of a square where Mo Tan was offline, there are a large number of stone sculptures and seven or eight stone pillars. The former seems to be the sculptures of various races in the Innocence Continent, each of which is no less than the two stone statues before the Adventurer Branch Majestic, the latter is engraved with totems and coats of arms, and even countless enchanted engravings that have been scattered for thousands of years, they are silently silent in this ruins, no longer brilliant and magnificent, but turned into The tip of the iceberg, which can be seen everywhere in this ruin, uses another form to mourn the glory of the past...

The perennial north wind leaves this place with little dust, but it makes people feel even more desolate.

There are enough spectacular scenery everywhere, even the city of Pato has the same grand Holy Church chapel, but when countless majestic and magnificent wreckages cover the land, they all turn themselves into a part of this abandoned city that can be seen everywhere. , this shock is enough to make anyone who sets foot here for the first time tremble.

Mo didn't tremble, but let out a long sigh with a complicated expression. He was not a sentimental person, but he still felt a sigh of relief for this waste city that was once known as the 'City that Never Falls'.

"The Sun Dynasty almost unified the Northwest Continent back then." A voice also sounded in Mo Tan's ears with a hint of disappointment: "In the beginning, it was just a small force of thousands of exiled people, in this most chaotic Northwest Barbarian Territory. They survived tenaciously, and spent nearly two thousand years building a kingdom, and their original camp is the land under your feet, the wasteland of Ondochel... The ruins of Underhill."

A line of blue system prompts drifted past abruptly...

[Civilization attribute: Knowledge +1]

Mo Tan already recognized who the other party was at the moment when the voice sounded just now. He quickly turned over the Mag's notebook in his hand and asked with a smile and a soft voice, "Fimigel?"

Although there were no suspected living creatures in the field of vision, Mo Tan believed that the giant dragon who could speak in the ear of others should be able to hear it.

Sure enough, after he closed the notebook in disappointment, the deep and generous voice sounded again: "I and those orcs are stationed not far south of you, do you want to come over and chat?"

But Mo Tan didn't move, until he just looked up at the sky and didn't know what he was thinking.

"A lot of people are like you when they first come here, but sometimes thinking too much just adds to the annoyance."

Femigel's soft voice rang in Mo Tan's ears, and the former was still very affectionate to this modest and upright half-dragon man.

but……

"I'm really worried." Mo Tan scratched his hair awkwardly: "Excuse me, where is Nan?"

Femigel: "..."

five minutes later
Mo Tan, who had assured the dragon many times that he was really not playing with him, guided him to a small camp.

That is, near a few tents on a relatively flat ruin.

The sound of snoring was deafening. It seems that the quality of sleep of the orc warriors I met before was very good. Although there were only Huo Yanyang or two orc warriors besides High Priest Meng, there were actually some entourages there. There is no past, because only those three people need to be tested on the way.

In other words, if it wasn't for Femigel who just flew here at the time, Mundo, who was very relieved to let the 'children' receive the experience, would not have shot.

Maybe it was because the tents weren't enough. Mo Tan also saw a few dark orcs sleeping a little farther outside without even a blanket.

It was so dark that Mo Tan wouldn't even be able to find them if it weren't for the faint sound of breathing and the occasional babble.

And Femigel was lying on the back of several tents a dozen meters away, stretching his neck to look here.

"It's been a long wait~" Mo Tan hurriedly greeted the giant dragon: "My sense of direction is a bit poor..."

"No, my friend." Femigel shook his head with a convulsive expression (it's a very hard expression for a dragon), and his huge ice-blue eyes blinked twice: "You need to know the sense of direction. Poor and not having a sense of direction are two different things."

Mo Tangan laughed twice and quickly changed the subject: "When did you find me?"

"Just call me Fimi, you also have the blood of the dragon family, and you can also be said to be my compatriot." Fimigel restrained the dragon's might inadvertently exuding from his body, so that Mo Tan could rely on it. He got closer and said in a low voice, "I wanted to go there when I first discovered you, but in the end I decided to use the more convenient dragon language to say hello to you first~"

Mo Tan was a little stunned, and then used his snapshot-like memory to recall the mouth shape of Femigel in the previous few seconds, and immediately reacted: "You have been speaking the dragon language?"

"That's right~" The other party grinned: "Although I can speak Common Tongue, I need to make a loud noise, and Dragon Language is usually inaudible to people~ I hope it doesn't scare you."

Mo Tan immediately shook his head: "I understand, after all, if you sneak up to me, you might disturb other people."

"Uh, that's not it." Fimiger muttered: "The main reason is that my wings are still a little cramped, and the previous one was a little too hard."

Mo Tan immediately didn't know what to say...

"Let's talk about this land." Femigel lay flat on the ground like a lazy corgi: "Do you know its history?"

Mo Tan sat on a cracked slate next to him and shook his head: "What I know is not as much as what Fimi told me before."

"The Sun Dynasty was destroyed [-] years ago." Fimiger said softly: "But they are not worthy of sympathy."

"Oh?" Mo Tan noticed that the dragon's eyes seemed to be burning with cold anger, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

The latter asked back: "Do you know Dragon Soul Town?"

This time Mo Tan nodded, and Mag actually mentioned that place in the notebook, so Mo Tan, who had memorized almost the entire notebook (excluding pages 77-82), immediately replied: "I heard that However, that place should be in the most northwest part of the continent, it is said to be one of the largest gathering places for half-dragon people, and after that is the Dragon Breath Wilderness and…”

"The end of the dragon." Femigel sighed: "Located in the most northwest corner of the continent, the largest tomb of the dragon is the burial place of the bone bandits and necromancers all year round."

Mo Tan frowned slightly. He did know the place of the Dragon's End, but Mag's handbook did not mention what the bone bandit was and the news of the necromancer running there.

But it's not too hard to guess...

"The person who stole the keel and the necromancer who desecrated the dragon tomb?" Mo Tan asked with uncertainty.

"Haha, although the Dragon Tomb and other things are actually pretty words, but what you said is generally correct." Fimiger laughed dryly, and then said: "A long time ago, there was the only dragon peak in the world. Most dragons and half-dragons gather together without distinction, and inhabit that kingdom of dragons."

Mo Tan has always been a good listener, so he just nodded silently.

If you think about it for a moment, you will know what the place where countless dragons and dragonborn once gathered has now become...

"The rise of the Sun Dynasty is too fast, especially for dragons." Fmiguel looked around at the magnificent ruins around him and sighed: "It seems that in the blink of an eye, they have gone from an unknown The famous little settlement turned into a huge kingdom..."

Mo Tan listened quietly.

The so-called Sun Dynasty was actually just a group of pioneers who were sent to die in the beginning, or they could also be called exiles. They were sent by a powerful empire to the southwest of the mainland to 'open the frontier'. There were outcast scholars, out-of-power aristocrats, criminal commoners, bankrupt merchants, and legal slaves of every race.

In that turbulent era, being sent to the most chaotic Northwest Continent 'Kaijiang', everyone knew that it was just a death sentence that was definitely not gentle.

But those people had no choice, because if they disobeyed the order they would die, and they were sent there to live at least a few more days.

As the saying goes, you will die now, you will die if you make a big plan, and if you wait for death, let's go...

So they went.

No one thought that those people would survive in the most turbulent Northwest at the time...

The lost nobles wandered around, and signed countless unequal treaties in order to preserve the stronghold that was not even a stockade. In order to survive, they were even willing to serve as servants to the special two land spirits and ogres who were not very smart. .

The slaves with the lowest status scattered out, rushing into the countless meat grinder-like battlefields, and fetching anything that could be used, just to exchange for the status of becoming a 'free man' again.

Although they have become 'dead' in the eyes of those in their hometown.

The bankrupt merchants washed and rinsed the tattered weapons and armors that were brought back, and sold them for money. They also repackaged the picture albums found from some corpses and sold them as small yellow books to those who suffered losses. Nor can they reach their remote savages.

Weak scholars could not strike iron or build houses, but they did their best to tell the younger children and smart-minded slaves of the principles.

And just like that, the hardest time has passed...

After ten years...

With their own territory and power, the 'frontier pioneers' who had initially established a firm foothold in the northwest were valued by the increasingly bloated and weakened motherland. The latter sent several special envoys to let the gang of homeless wanderers send some The son returned to his hometown to help, and by the way, he also developed a complete set of tribute guidelines.

On the day of receiving the envoy, the dwarf leader of the pioneers who looked like a bandit leader, the former nobleman who had been awarded the title of viscount because of his strong iron work, only said one word, and announced the exile of Andochère. Independence, but also complete the naming of the Sun Dynasty...

["Sun!!" - the first consul of the Sun Dynasty: Buford Leon Dihua Sacred Shield]

[You have unlocked the Story Book: "The Rise of the Sun Dynasty", Civilization Attribute: Knowledge +5]

Chapter 67: Final

(End of this chapter)