Quadruple split.

Chapter 71 The Fall of the Dynasty
"It's shocking." Mo Tan exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "Their rise is not accidental..."

Although Femigel did not have a favorable impression of the Sun Dynasty, Motan was still moved by those who did everything to survive. Every life had a strong survival instinct, but it was able to survive in the Northwest Continent at that time. Shengsheng broke into a world from scratch, and stood firm under the watch of countless powerful enemies. This can no longer be described by the word 'luck' that floats.

In a land where 'life' is much more expensive than 'death', the founders of the Sun Dynasty performed a miracle.

"Of course it's not accidental." The azure blue dragon shook its wings and sighed to Mo Tan, who was almost swept away: "Obviously, their identities, backgrounds, races, knowledge and abilities are completely different, but they seem to have the same A tenacious will, and a tenaciousness that even a giant dragon can't match..."

After expelling the envoys of the motherland, the newly independent frontier pioneers did not slack off, and they were unwilling to settle for the seemingly improved status quo at that time. They seemed to have already lost the so-called sense of security. Can sleep peacefully, these crazy guys don't even want to stop to catch their breath...

They incited wars and made huge fortunes.

They fought far and near, annexing the population.

They cultivate combat power and form armies.

They placed eyeliner, expecting the enemy to come first.

They do what others do, and they do what others have not even thought about.

Abelingen, the fourth consul of the Sun Dynasty with rich agricultural knowledge, announced the abolition of slavery that had been followed for countless years on the first day of his election, and promised that at least on the land of Ondochel, there would be no There will be slaves again.

The elf, who had been a slave for seven hundred years in a family and was beaten for life after failing to escape, burst into tears on the day he was elected. On every floor tile, every building, every consul's stone statue in Hill City.

"Look up at me! Look at this crappy old man who's about to go to the ground, a slave with a stigma on his face! If any of you think you can do better than me, please come forward! If not, let' "Slave' these two absurd words that have been passed down for countless centuries, go to hell! Stand up for me!!"

At that time, in front of all the awe-inspiring people, Abel, who had just been elected as the consul, knelt down on his knees, pointed at himself with red eyes and roared, "I! I would like to be the last person on this land to kneel!"

This is Abel's first and last speech. He has fulfilled his lifelong long-cherished wish and stopped breathing after uttering that roar that changed the whole continent in the future...

Abel, who only served as the chief consul for five minutes, was called the 'slave king' and 'the holy king' by the people of the Sun Dynasty.

"That's how they rose~" Femigel said with a wry smile: "In the later wars, the troops composed of slaves surrendered almost in pieces, and many people would rather risk their lives to escape than want to die in Angola. On the land of Dehill, I have to admit that Abel is a great person."

Mo Tan nodded in agreement. The old man who had changed the course of history with a roar seemed to be speaking loudly in front of him, roaring furiously. His god of death shivered before the man said the last word...

"This world is absolutely unfair, no one can decide their own birth, talent, health and other innate things." Mo Tan sighed in a low voice: "But the world is relatively fair, because hard work always There is reward, even if the two are completely disproportionate, being able to reverse the absolute injustice of countless people in future generations is not limited to the word great..."

[You have unlocked the character illustration: "Slave King - Abel Linken", civilization attribute: knowledge +1]

The system beeps sound at the right time...

"I admire you very much." Femigel suddenly grinned and laughed: "As smart as you should have guessed that the Dragon Kingdom of the past, the end of the Dragon is inseparable from the Sun Dynasty, but there is still no Changed the position because the object of the chat is a dragon."

Mo Tan shook his head and smiled: "I can see that you wouldn't care, Fimi, otherwise you wouldn't be so objective to help me popularize history~ Hatred cannot be used as a basis for denying greatness, prejudice is a sober person. It doesn't make sense in the eyes."

At the same time, he also tried to ignore the large vegetable leaf in the grinning dragon's mouth...

"You are the sober person." Fimiguer sighed: "You must know that it took me hundreds of years to look at hatred objectively."

Mo Tan shook his head, and said helplessly, "I think I'm more like a psychopath..."

"Then you must be an excellent psychopath~" Fimiguel was only joking in front of the new friend in front of him, and continued: "In just a few hundred years, Ondochel's Sun Kingdom has become the strongest force in the Northwest Continent. But the unease in their bones and the arrogance that quietly breeds gradually swallowed them up. Slowly, the Sun Kingdom gradually could not tolerate any existence that could threaten its own existence, even if the other party was indifferent to the world, it was the same... "

The power and success that followed are enough to stun anyone, or even a nation, and transform any mentally tough person into paranoia.

Mo Tan, who had expected it before, lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Dragon Kingdom?"

"Too many." Fimiguer shrugged his wings: "The Dragon Kingdom is just one of them, and they didn't declare war on us until the end. Before that, almost two-thirds of the entire Northwest Continent had been annexed. assimilated."

Mo Tan couldn't help but click his tongue: "How strong are they?"

"Victory knights are invincible, firearms roar invincible, holy relics swallow the sky and the earth with curses, cast souls are not afraid of light and shadow attack." Fimigue said in a special rhyme in common language: "This was at that time. A little poem that is very popular in the Sun Kingdom, the Knights of Victory Glory, the Fire and Explosion Engineering Team, the Holy Trace Thousand Curses Mage, and the Guardians of the Soul Casting Kingdom, almost no one is their opponent."

"Then what?" Mo Tan looked around at the abandoned capital that had spread out of sight, and guessed, "Could it be that in the end, the Dragon Kingdom will return with them..."

"To perish together?" Fimiguel sighed bitterly: "No, no, the arrogant dragon has never put other races in the eye, and the internal opinions have never been united, and the result is listed as the last to last. We, the two targets, were attacked head-on by the Sun Kingdom almost as soon as we met each other. In just two days, after sacrificing one-tenth of our clan, we fell apart and fled in all directions. At that time, in the eyes of all the giant dragons, the inactive Dragon King was He led the golden dragon clan to fight to the death and bought time for the dragons of other ethnic groups... In [-] days, [-]% of the dragons escaped from the kingdom, while the entire golden dragon died in battle, and no one survived."

An inexplicable sadness emerged from the bottom of Mo Tan's heart, but it did not affect his emotions at all. It was a memory in the blood of this race.

[This game...can it do this? 】

Feeling the unreal emotions in his heart, Mo Tan felt a little unbelievable. At least in his cognition, this kind of 'simulation' that is not the five senses is beyond the scope of a game.

Forcing himself to calm down, he asked Fimigel: "Then what happened to the Sun Dynasty... No, what is the final goal of the Sun Dynasty?"

He remembered that the other party said that the Dragon Kingdom was the 'second to last target', and the Sun Dynasty completely defeated it in less than half a month, so the existence that can completely destroy the latter can only be...

"Tianzhu Mountain." Femigel said solemnly: "Whether it was then or now, it can be said to be one of the most mysterious forces in the entire continent, and it is also my current shelter, Tianzhu Mountain."

Tianzhu Mountain...

Given the place of non-mainstream races in Cordova.

Countless years ago, the existence of the Lin Jing family was saved.

The only faction not affected by the blacklist of neutral organizations.

Mo Tan remembered a lot of information about it in an instant. This is either the most stable backstage or the biggest BOSS in the conventional routine, but will this book really unfold like this?
Cross out the last sentence...

"Is it convenient to talk about?" Mo Tan was really curious.

"I'll say it easily~" Femigel nodded slightly: "You have the blood of the dragon family, at least you should know how our enemies perished..."

The Sun Dynasty dismantled the Dragon Kingdom, which made their confidence and pride reach a critical point, so the last one stood in the northwest, and the mysterious power that was indisputable in the world was naturally targeted.

Complete the unification of the Northwest Continent, become the strongest dynasty in history, and level Tianzhu Mountain!

From the grand consul of the Sun Dynasty to every commoner, this is what they think...

They thought everything would work out.

Even the dragons can't stop them, let alone a mysterious force that hardly cares about the world and has a small scope.

As a result, on the day when the vanguard units of the Knights of Victory and Glory set off...

Disaster has come.

The process is incredibly simple...

A thing that seemed to be a meteorite fell from the sky and smashed directly into the wasteland of Ondochel, which was the largest city that never fell on the continent at that time.

Next...

Gone.

"No?" Mo Tan was stunned
"No more." Fimiger nodded calmly: "That's all that's left, what you see, the abandoned capital Underhill."

This meteorite escape is a little too slippery, isn't it? !
Just finished the Sun Dynasty? !
There will be no great battles, no pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, no fangs will appear, no arrogant soldiers will be defeated...

Just a meteorite fell, and with a bang, Underhill was gone?
Programmers really have no inspiration or what! ?
Although it's not a rant, Mo Tan is still a little flustered at the moment...

"Everyone in the Sun Dynasty has evaporated?" Mo Tan asked twitchingly, "Did you hit it directly?"

"No, the thing that fell down evaporated." Fimiguer shook his head: "It is naturally impossible for the huge Sun Dynasty to survive, but Underhill, the core of everything, was instantly destroyed, including the chief consul. All the high-level leaders within it are dead, and the surrounding forces that were forcibly annexed before took the opportunity to resist, in short, the once magnificent empire has become history in a very short period of time."

[You have unlocked the Story Book: "The Fall of the Sun Dynasty", Civilization Attribute: Knowledge +1]

Femigel turned over, lying on his back like a reclining Buddha and said with a smile: "I spend most of my time in Tianzhu Mountain, and it's been too long since I met a descendant of the dragon who can speak well, and it's rare to open a chat box. , If you have time, go to Dragon Soul Town to pay homage, after all, it is the place where countless people of our tribe fell, of course, the end of the dragon is a little too dangerous for you now, it is better not to go."

[You have triggered the side quest chain: 1. Go to Dragon Soul Town, quest reward: 1200 optional experience]

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded to Fei Miguel: "I will go."

"Well~ tomorrow, Cordova and I will return to Tianzhu Mountain." Fimiguer scratched his belly: "It's very late, you should rest early."

Mo Tan just nodded, and was about to go offline first, when he suddenly remembered something...

"By the way, Fimi, have you seen my two friends coming here recently?" Mo Tan felt that Ya Ya and Jadka were about to arrive, so he immediately asked Fimigel.

The dragon blinked: "Speaking of yesterday, when I was dozing off, it seemed that two people came over. Did you see some black orcs over there?"

Mo Tan noticed the dark-skinned orcs in the distance before, and said curiously, "I see, they are...?"

"It seems that it was bombed when I was chatting with one of them." Femigel pondered: "The movement was so big at the time, I was almost woken up by the shock."

You slept really well! ! !

"Hehe...hehe..." Mo Tangan laughed: "That should be the two of them, I don't know who..."

"Three matures, the high priest has already dealt with them." Femigel smiled: "It's not a big deal, they sleep outside just for fear of being eaten by their companions as barbecue in their sleep..."

Mo Tan was in a bad mood, and asked helplessly, "Where are those two people now?"

"The second tent outside." Fimigue raised his neck: "Cordova and the red-haired orc boy are also inside."

Also in there?

So they're not offline yet?
"I'll go take a look." Mo Tan said immediately, saying goodbye to Femigel, who was planning to make up for some sleep, and hurriedly ran over.

I knew that I would send a message to those two when I went online. Cui Xiaoyu and Huo Yanyang have been very difficult to deal with, and now I don't know what happened, and in case they haven't been blown up by Jadkar or bitten by their teeth If so, you should wake up quickly.

As a result, he leaned over and listened, and there was laughter inside.

"Cui...Brother Ke, I'll mess with you in the future!"

"Mr. Cordova is such a good assistant."

"Wang!"

Opening the tent, Mo Tan immediately saw the four smiling faces inside...

And a lot of equipment, props, potions and the like are piled on the ground.

"Are you guys here to rob a group?"

Chapter 68: Final

(End of this chapter)