Chapter 445 Lord Croka’s Answer

The Dragon Lord came to Itaza with the Death Fang. Looking down from the sky at the place where the Ancient Saint first descended, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After all, the city wall to the west was in ruins, how could I not feel anything.

"Wherever we land, I don't want to eat laser cannons."

Deathfang's words interrupted Imric's feeling. From a long distance away, he could feel the breath of two compatriots, one of whom was Clarisse who was talking about him on the road.

"Central Square, go directly there."

Imric didn't think much about how much Itaza lost in the surprise attack, because Master Ma was already in the central square, along with two legendary lizard lords - Ku Ga and Gorok.

Osyotan, nicknamed Brother Drag, must be in the City of Echoes to help deal with the Chaos Portal, and there were three legendary lizardman lords present in the defense of Itaza, plus the future Butcher King Agrim, then That’s four.

Even if there is some damage, it should not hurt the muscles and bones.

But unexpectedly, Master Ma's expression was very serious. Although it was a bit ridiculous to put it on the big toad, Imrik, who had been in contact with it for a long time, knew that the dim light in the big toad's eyes showed that it was in a very serious mood now. not good.

"Master Ma, what's wrong? Are you happy after winning?"

Jumping into the central square, Imrik ignored the two Thoros next to him and asked Master Ma what was going on.

Davian’s report to himself showed that only the technological equipment of the Skry clan caused a lot of trouble in the early stage. After the Sun Legion, Guardian Legion and Caledor Legion arrived, a member of the Thirteen Ratmen Council But he was chopped into pieces by Agrim on the spot.

Rebuilding the city wall is only a matter of time, and it is not difficult for the lizard people.

Master Ma did not answer this question. The originally dim yellow light in his eyes became brighter after seeing the elf cub.

This time, he no longer communicated with his mind, but instead spoke with the organ that had not spoken for a hundred years.

"The teacher is waiting for you, your fate will be revealed at this moment."

After saying that, the floating chair turned around and flew to other places. It seemed that he did not intend to explain Croca-related matters to the elf cub.

Grok took a few steps forward, and four ancient blood warriors carrying stone sedans followed him.

The great white lizard's dull voice was as powerful as its huge body, gesturing for Imrik to sit on it.

"The lord wants to see you."

The ancient blood warrior carries the stone sedan chair? This situation made Imrik feel a little surprised. Before, he had only enjoyed the services of the temple guards at most, but he did not expect that he would be an ancient blood warrior in Itaza.

But what was even more unexpected was that Grok and Ku Jia took over the supporting point at the front end of the stone sedan and dragged the stone sedan on their shoulders towards the Great Pyramid Tower in front.

I'm afraid even the High King will have to put down his throne of power when he sees this team of sedan bearers.

There was no time to consider how terrifying the combat power of this stone sedan unit was. Imrik looked up at the towering Great Pyramid, knowing that what he was going to face next would probably be the moment when all the answers to the mystery would be revealed.

After walking up the long stairs, the team of ancient blood warriors put down the heavy objects on their shoulders and bowed to the open door.

A mist shrouded the gate, making it impossible to see the internal environment. However, Imric knew that this was where the remains of Lord Croca were stored, and only Croca could allow these ancient blood warriors to do this. There is no such thing as carrying a sedan chair.

"Imric, be careful what you say." When Imric stepped forward and walked towards the door, Ku Ga did not address him as an elf cub for the first time.

Imrik, who was kindly reminded, nodded to express his understanding and placed the spear of valor on the stone sedan, as did the long sword at his waist.

No matter what Lord Croka's purpose is, as the teacher of the ancestral dragon tamer, he needs to show due respect.

The door slowly closed, leaving only Imrik alone and a huge corpse sitting on a platform covered with ancient holy texts.

The remains were wrapped in magical cloth, and a death mask made of gold was used to cover the face to protect the soul from outside interference.

A green shadow emerged from the remains, staring at the elf entering the door with eyes like starlight.

"You are here at last, Imric."

A chair suddenly appeared from the void and was placed behind Imric.

As a guest, Imric was not polite and chose to sit down directly. This conversation may last for a long time.

"Sotek predicted, I need to know the ins and outs of this matter. Among the lizard men, I am afraid you are the only one who truly understands what the forked snake symbolizes."

Without too many pleasantries, Imrik chose to ask the question he was most concerned about. He took out the last items Negriq left in this world from his waist and continued,

"Originally, I thought that the seventh sacrifice would be Negrich, or the Great Prophet of Gray Claw. If this was the case, it would be relatively normal, but Tehenhoin told me that the seventh sacrifice was in Itaza, and the largest The possibility..."

Looking at Lord Croka who had transformed into a soul state but still exuded immense mental power, Imric told the answer he had been guessing for a long time,

"only you."

"You don't have to be so anxious to ask about things now. Everything has an end and a beginning. This is the law of the universe."

Croka kept his soul floating, raised his illusory palm, and said slowly,

"The arrival of the enemy of Chaos has been foreshadowed for a long time, and you know this very well, right, Wang Boming."

Not caring about Croka's name, Imric squinted his eyes to look at the extremely mysterious soul toad. The palms holding the dimension stone couldn't help but have veins, and he wanted to crush it on the spot. The golden chair beneath him There also started to be a creaking sound.

A deliberate time travel, a time travel that has been arranged long ago, this is the hint that the ancestor dragon tamer gave himself in his dream!

"So, it's really good that you place your hopes on an ordinary man who is running a transportation business on the earth, and think about using external force to survive the end of time, rather than just relying on the little strength left to escape. Ancient Sage Bi I expected more backbone.”

Applause gradually broke out in response to all this.

"You have some misunderstandings about your identity, but even I was surprised when I found out about it."

"Go on, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"We are looking for a hope. The decline of the ancient saints is inevitable, but the enemy of chaos still exists in every world. So in this world, we met a giant dragon that can compare to the gods with its physical strength. An act of self-rescue begins.”

"Black Calzaranos, which became two symbols, first the Dragonfather worshiped by elves and dragons, and secondly Sotek hidden in Chakua."

"But it still exists in a living thing."

Croka looked at Imric, his starry white eyes sparkling with light. He didn't care about the gloomy expression on the elf's face and continued,

"You are Sotek!"

"evidence."

"We left a seed of hope, which is the cowhide book in your soul. Before leaving this world, all the ancient saints instilled power into it, letting it float to the distant starry sky and find a man named Wang Boming. people."

"Sotek is lurking in Chakua, waiting for Tehenhoin to awaken him, but this is not the real hope of the Ancient Saints. Only you, when you appear in this world, will the big plan really begin to be implemented."

Anger, this was Imric's first reaction, but his remaining sanity still allowed him to listen to Croca's words.

"You have three different identities. The characteristics of the distant starry sky allow it to ignore the influence of chaos and recover the power scattered everywhere. The dragon lord can accept the power of Sotek, and the identity of the elf..."

Croca chose to directly explain something that Imric had been afraid of for a long time.

"Asuryan has been silent for too long, allowing chaos to invade this world..."

"So how do you ensure that this plan can be successfully implemented instead of waiting for the end according to the original timeline."

Imrik originally had great expectations for Croca, thinking he could get some answers.

Unexpectedly, when I came to Itaza, I did get the answer. A question that had been bothering me for a long time was finally revealed.

No power is obtained for no reason. Since the cowhide book can take him across the world, there must be an existence that created this intermediary, and his own journey through the world is also full of doubts, especially in Minas Nir.

If Minas Nir had not seen through its identity as a time traveler, it would not have taken him to Wyrmrest Temple and used the soul of a non-elf to pass through the Hall of Dreams.

Without passing the Dragon Lord Trial, he would not be able to obtain the power of the Dragon Father. He could only spend time to improve his strength step by step. He would never reach what he is now, even if he is known as the two gods chosen by the most powerful emperor after Sigma. Magnus is much inferior.

Without strength, that means there is no such thing as what is happening now!

The most important connection point among them is Minas Nir. Thinking that Lao Mi, who is connected to his flesh and blood, and even his soul, is actually used as a chess piece, his originally calm face becomes ferocious, and the white armor is surrounded by Air blur due to high temperature surge occurs.

"Don't be impatient. I believe you don't come here just to fight me. Impulsiveness can't solve any problem." Croca raised his hand and cast a calming spell for Imrik.

Under the influence of Croca's spell, Imric calmed down a bit, took a few deep breaths, and continued:

"answer my question."

"Nothing is inevitable. If you had not come here, we could only wait for the end, and the world would be in ruins."

"That's not an answer."

Croca was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking about how to explain the relationship in words that Imric could understand.

"A preset. As long as you appear in one of the countless timelines, the fulfillment of the prophecy will be confirmed, and when everything continues as it is, it will prove that the enemy of chaos has won. This hope is a potential concept, and only It will really happen when it all comes together.”

"You have made a move that you have absolutely no idea whether it will come true. It is as ridiculous as your race!"

Imrik suddenly understood that these bastards of the ancient saints, using Sotek as a disguise, coupled with the power gained from each world and the divine power of Asuryan, wanted to create an ultimate hybrid.

This premise is that there must be a creature that can escape the interference of chaos and be isolated from the subspace. Its projection cannot be found in the subspace and avoid being noticed by the gods of chaos.

And this premise exists within myself.

"What is the purpose of you doing this? Don't tell me that you are just escaping the end of time. This is completely unnecessary for the Ancient Saint who has already escaped." Imrik looked at Croca, and a time span reached Tens of thousands of years of planning cannot possibly result in a meager return.

But Croca just shook his head slowly and did not intend to answer this question.

"You need to find the answer to this question yourself. The time has come. Crush the sacrifice in your hand. Sotek will give you the answer later, but I have no way of knowing the final result."