Chapter 693 9.117

Chapter 693 117

When the "Lord of Shadows" Myra was captured by Bakambush, on the other side of the city, the "Lord of Twilight" Fitzro also encountered a life-and-death crisis.

However, the crisis he encountered was obviously much more dangerous than that of Myra.

After a whole afternoon of pursuit, Myra fled all the way from the city center to the north dock of the city. Fitzro originally planned to board any cargo ship to leave the city.

However, he never expected that after an afternoon, all the ships originally anchored in the port had left their posts.

Roman citizens are not fools.

On weekdays, when they hold beer in the tavern and listen to the minstrels singing, they will really feel their blood boiling when they hear what Loki does in the lyrics.

But when this group of armed thugs kill in front of them, everyone knows that they will be greeted by a catastrophe.

The most astute businessmen had already escaped from the city when Loki attacked the Senate. When the blood mist began to spread in the city, even the dumbest merchants could sense that disaster was coming.

All the merchant ships docked at the pier had already left the port, and not even a single wooden board could be seen on the dark sea with blood mist rolling.

The entire pier was empty.

Fitzroy only felt that his eyes were black.

He was also hit by a rune arrow shot by Green.

Myra had a spell that could dispel evil spirits, but Fitzroy didn't know any spells. The ghosts and evil spirits were invisible and invisible, and they attacked his consciousness non-stop after entering his body.

Fitzroy almost fled from the center of the city to the port in a panic.

When he saw that all the ships had disappeared, you can imagine how he felt at this time.

Looking back in despair, he saw a row of dark figures holding torches in the dark fog behind him.

They were the pursuers who had followed him all the way.

Black hair, yellow skin, and eyes as deep as the dark night. This was a group of enemies he least wanted to see.

The Vikings wanted money, the Slav hunters wanted people

But this group of Donglu Ren had a blood feud with the Illuminati.

They just wanted his life.

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Among the 12 leaders of the Illuminati, Fitzroy was one of the few who had never practiced self-defense skills.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and each son was different.

The 12 leaders were all created by the hands of the light giants, but the personality consciousness of each individual was also completely different. Some of his companions were good at strategy, some were good at research, some were good at observing life, and some were born with strong ambitions.

Fitzroy yearned for a comfortable life.

When the huge wild beasts occupied the planet, he liked to stand on the back of the wild beasts and follow them into the dark underground world. Explore the dark rivers, caves, and look for cities where the outer gods and ancient gods lived.

Tens of thousands of years later, the severe cold froze the entire planet again.

The wild beasts died, and the giants created by the gods, the dragons, began to rule the planet.

Unlike his companions who always wanted to obtain resources and power, Fitzroy was more interested in riding a dragon to fly to higher mountains, or sitting on the shoulders of a giant and migrating with this group of silent giants.

He liked the various scenery he saw during the journey.

In his spare time, he liked to lie on the hills where the breeze blew, sometimes for three days and three nights.

Later, the ancestors descended from the sky.

To be honest, he did not like this group of hairless creatures in the first tens of thousands of years. As a group of outer gods, they were too strong and too arrogant.

Only a few thousand years after landing, they began to turn from defense to offense and slaughtered giants and dragons in turn.

During that time, Fitzroy, who was not good at killing, spent a period of confused days, until the Lord of Disaster Betugu brought a flood, and the ancestors experienced a long period of degeneration and became the mortals of today.

He gradually realized the loveliness of this tribe.

Fitzroy liked to wear human skin and mix among the mortal tribes.

The order of the clan leader was to let everyone develop peripheral members.

Fitzroy also didn't like the way his other companions lived.

Mutu was too high-profile, Sadin was too flamboyant, Myra was devoted to studying its own technology, and as for Betugu, this man was always too mysterious, so that even other lords felt that he was dangerous.

Compared with others, Fitzroy preferred to sit down with the same identity and do business in harmony.

He preferred to become real friends with mortals.

For this reason, among the 12 lords, he chose to cooperate with Sadin, the "Lord of Dusk". The real masters of several temples in the Black Desert of the Northern Continent were actually these two lords.

Sadin went deep into the underworld to control the passage for mortals to enter the underworld.

And Fitzroy lurked in Constantinople, the richest city in the Western Continent, to win over parliamentarians, wealthy businessmen, princes and nobles to provide them with reincarnation services.

When the reincarnation ceremony could proceed smoothly, Fitzroy had a very high reputation. The Byzantine merchants knew that his origins must be full of mystery, but at the same time... Who can refuse immortality?

If you haven't lived enough in your life, you can separate your consciousness from your body and store it, and live again when the time is right.

Is there any more comfortable way to live than this?

During this period, Fitzroy was able to call the shots in Constantinople. His human identity "Hovar Gannicus" even made him the captain of the city defense, guarding the outer walls of Constantinople that had not been attacked for three hundred years.

He didn't need to take responsibility, and he could raise a private army in the name of the king. This was a lucrative position recognized by the city.

However, Fitzroy never expected that the "Lord of Dusk" Sardin would be killed quietly.

Who did it?

Was it Loki, the assassin of the Fa family, or the natives of the Black Desert?

It doesn't matter now. After he could no longer provide reincarnation services, he instantly lost all his customers, and lost his identity as "Hovar Ganniks".

It took only one month for the "Lord of Twilight" Fitzroy to go from having everything to having nothing.

In the following days, he could only follow the lead of the "Lord of Disaster" Betuge, and he said in his conscience that he didn't like this companion who always looked gloomy on weekdays.

But half of the city was chasing him, what could he do?

Fitzroy was not a researcher like Myra who focused all his attention on research. He had been in the Byzantine business circle for a long time, and he had been influenced by hundreds of years, so he also acquired the way of thinking that belonged to a businessman.

From the moment Betugu agreed to Loki's suggestion and ordered the three to take off their human skins and enter the Colosseum, he knew that this was not his style.

Betugu must have a shocking conspiracy in his heart, and he did not choose to tell Myra and himself.

This shows that the two of them are also part of the plan.

It is even very likely that they are abandoned by Betugu.

The battle begins,

Knowing his identity, Fitzro has no other way. The leader seems to be brilliant, but the Illuminati has been able to stay together for 200 million years. The leader has a very strict set of disciplines in managing his subordinates.

For the 12 leaders with a lifespan of billions of years, humans are just a passing cloud in their long lives. The leader is a towering tree that always looms over their heads.

Even if he dies alone, he dare not go against the leader's wishes.

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Lizardmen can't swim.

When they saw Fitzro trapped alone in the middle of the dock, all the secret agents of the Fa family stopped at the same time.

The abilities of the leader of the Illuminati are well known to the world.

An ancient saying from the East Continent: A trapped beast will still fight.

When a beast with no way out knows that it has no hope of survival, it will definitely burst out all its potential and give it a try. In this case, they will become more dangerous than usual.

The closer the net is to closing, the more you have to stay calm.

The first person to walk out of the crowd was the commander-in-chief Gu Huai'an.

Born in a dangerous situation since childhood, Gu Huai'an never trusts others easily.

He has always been skeptical about the information provided by others, and believes that the only thing in the world that is trustworthy is his own eyes.

Long before leaving for the Western Continent, Li Chunfeng, the right prime minister of the Legalists, had spent a lot of money to buy all the information about the 12 leaders from the Zoroastrianism.

According to the investigation of the Zoroastrianism, "Lord of Twilight" Fitzroy did not have any means of attack. His actual combat ability is equivalent to that of ordinary human soldiers, and the threat level is extremely low.

Gu Huai'an never believed this information.

He thought it was simply impossible.

**

In the Tang Dynasty of the East, "Taoist Sword Cultivator" is the profession with the highest threshold and the strongest talent requirement among all schools.

However, even so, for those with mediocre qualifications, as long as they are willing to spend time and energy, they can continue to devour natural materials and treasures and study hard in their long lives.

It is not uncommon for those who build their foundation in 60 years and those who reach the golden elixir in 80 years.

The "Taoist School", which has only been established for a short period of more than 800 years, only needs 80 years to cultivate a mediocre golden elixir sword cultivator, which is quite long for mortals.

However, for the Lizardmen Sect Master with a lifespan of billions, 80 years is just a blink of an eye.

They only need to invest such a short time to cultivate the divine power that mortals can't imagine, and the Lizardmen have experienced more than a dozen rounds of civilization. Gu Huai'an dares to guarantee that Taoist sword cultivators are definitely not the most powerful sect.

They can acquire skills that ordinary people can't imagine by just entering any sect and spending a short moment.

They say that these Lizardmen Sect Masters have no self-defense skills.

Gu Huai'an doesn't believe it at all.

Stepping on the wet bluestone, he lightly avoided the fallen bodies on the dock.

It is not difficult to see that a bloody battle had taken place on the dock during the evacuation of the city. The usually gentle Roman merchants would still take up weapons and kill strangers in the face of life and death crisis.

Once in trouble, civilization will be quickly wiped out by bestiality.

Only wild beasts can survive in harsh environments.

He believed that this group of lizard hybrids must be more brutal than humans.

Approaching the end of the dock step by step, Gu Huaian could see that the Illuminati leader had no way out now. He stood at the end of a row of fragile wooden boards.

There was only an endless dark ocean behind.

Squinting his eyes, he could see that the lizard leader was shaking all over like a sieve. When watching the battle on the edge of the Colosseum, Gu Huaian had seen the rune arrow pierce his back, and he knew that the seemingly ordinary wooden arrow must be strange,

but at this time, the Legalists had surrounded him with an absolute advantage in numbers.

There were no shops or houses around the dock.

It was quiet and silent, and they were the only ones gathered here.

Gu Huai'an did not need to take any risks.

He approached Fitzroy 20 steps away, put down the torch in his hand, and stuck it on the wooden fence on one side of the dock. His face was reflected in the firelight.

At the same time, Gu Huai'an showed his hands, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons.

"Your Highness Fitzroy, you may not recognize me"

"But I have already seen you in the Eastern Land of the Tang Dynasty forty years ago."

Creating killings is by no means all the work of a Legalist mentor. Talking with people and spying on intelligence are also very important parts of his daily work. When Gu Huaian discovered that Fitzroy had no murderous intention for the time being.

He continued to show his hands and took a few steps forward.

"You are a very confident person.

You were wearing the same outer skin you wore when we first met 60 years ago. Horval Gannicus I was still young and had not yet learned Latin. "

"But I trust my memory."

"The name you used back then was also the same!"

Gu Huaian walked forward until he came to Fitzroy. From this distance, he could clearly see the exquisite Chinese characters on its scales, its orange eyeballs like agate gems, and the faint black mist floating on its face.

You came to the Eastern Tang Dynasty to catch up with the most embarrassing period of our country. An Lushan's army drove all the way and invaded the middle of Henan Road. The entire northern territory of the kingdom was a scorched earth.

I was just 12 years old that year.

All the food in the village was robbed by the barbarians. In order to leave some rations for my siblings, my parents fought with the rebels and their heads were cut off and hung on the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

That night I wanted to see them one last time and steal their heads back if I could.

But I didn't expect that in just one afternoon, all the human heads hanging on the big tree were eaten by crows and wild dogs.

It was a disaster year, and animals would also feel hungry.

My sister was desperate and was sold by the village chief to Jiangnan as a child bride. The day my sister left, the village chief handed me a bag of millet, which was the best food that could be found in that chaotic era.

That was the life-saving food my sister sold her life for.

Relying on such a small amount of food, I actually walked all the way from Henan Road to Shannan Road. Now that I think about it, that's really quite a miracle.

Finally, I found a job to make a living in a tavern at the foot of Jianpai Mountain in Hengshan Mountain, where I helped the chef prepare chicken blood, duck blood, and pig blood into blood tofu.

In a year of great calamity, no bite of food should be wasted.

As long as you can eat it to keep your stomach full, it is better than eating tree bark.

It was in this tavern that I met you. "

Gu Huaian stretched out a slender finger and pointed at Fitzroy's eyes. He could see the pair of golden vertical pupils shrinking slightly, which was because he was caught up in the memories of the past.

"Looking back now, I probably know why you want to go to Hengshan Sword Sect."

“The main purpose of this war among you sect masters is to kill a sufficient number of people from the Eastern Land to create a sufficient number of undead from the East to support the Lord of Twilight, Sardin, who is in danger in the underworld. "

"A hundred civilians may not be worth a powerful Taoist sword cultivator. Compared with the battle between mortals, you hope that the powerful monks can join this chaotic battle and lose their lives in batches."

"So you must wander among the major sword sects, sending people, money, food, and everything they need! As long as you can drag several major sword sects into this war at the same time, your mission will be completed. ”

"It's a pity that no one in the Eastern Tang Dynasty knew this at that time."

Fitzroy has been tortured to the point of being transformed into a human form by the "ghosts of the Nicholson family" residing in his body. Gu Huaian did not attack him, but sat next to him.

The two of them were like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, chatting about daily life beside the quiet sea.

"It's a pity that no one in the Tang Dynasty knew that you guys were the real masterminds."

Many officials even lamented that only when you are caught in a war can you tell who your true friends are.

We usually get married and help each other, but the Hokuriku Hu people who treat us like brothers every year do not regard us as friends at all.

On the contrary, the culprit in Xilu who sold them dozens of disks and porcelain bowls one by one became a closer ally after the war began.

Distance and close attack

The wisdom of the ancients does not deceive me.

Gu Huaian shook his head rather dejectedly, as if he felt sorry for the former ruler of the Eastern Continent.

This is the eternal pain in the hearts of all those who have experienced that dark era. They watched with their own eyes as a country that had come from all over the world turned into the desolate state it is now in, overnight.

Whenever I think of it, I feel sad.

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"You're not like the others."

“I remember that day clearly, it was the first snow of that winter.

You entered the store with a group of blond Romans. Instead of taking out the useless gold and silver, you opened the portal and took out a room full of rice, flour, bacon and ham. "

In that hungry era, this was a treasure more precious than gold.

With this move alone, you suppressed Huai Shanzi, the leader of the Hengshan Sect, who came to the banquet.

At the dinner table, you talked loudly to a group of Taoist priests. I still remember it clearly.

You think a stable purchase channel is far more important than temporary gold and silver. The Ganix family has worked hard for several generations to open up a trade route. If the Eastern Tang Dynasty falls into permanent chaos, all their efforts will be in vain.

Practitioners are beyond the three realms. Perhaps in the eyes of the Taoist priests, the battles for power among mortals are just passing by, but you can see how your people live.

At this moment, everyone in the room looked at me.

It's quite embarrassing to say that a group of Taoist priests with celestial spirit were listening to your talk, but I was the only one looking straight at the food on the table because I was too hungry.

I was thinking at that time

Baked carp noodles, bowls of steamed crispy pork, roasted large intestines with green onions, and republican tofu. Not to mention the year of disaster, even in the peaceful and prosperous times, how many sons of farmers have seen these exquisite Kung Fu dishes?

I couldn't stop swallowing, even when you turned to look at me. "

Gu Huaian shook his head, and Fitzroy on the side also smiled.

This is the first facial expression he has shown since their conversation.

"The promise you gave is that as long as the Hengshan Sword Sect is willing to help the Tang army defeat the rebels, your Chamber of Commerce can support all their expenses, including food, weapons, medicine, steel and everything they can think of."

Afterwards, when these veterans were making tea and chatting in the box at night, they were still laughing at you, Westerners, for being crazy about business, that you would waste time and effort on making such a loss-making business.

No wonder they are.

20 years ago, even those of us who specialize in intelligence work naively thought that you were providing help in times of need when Datang was in its most difficult time, and it was really to "maintain the source of goods."

hehe

Looking back now, I was really naive back then. "

After a rather long silence, Gu Huaian stretched out a finger and pointed at Fitzroy's eyebrows.

"It's the same old saying."

You are different from others.

Practitioners absorb the essence of the sun and moon through breathing and exhalation. They have got rid of the very inefficient way of obtaining spiritual energy by "eating food".

When all the guests left, a table of cold dishes was left almost intact. "

Gu Huaian shook his head gently. He wiped a cigarette from his arms, lit it in front of the torch, and took a deep breath.

At that time, I was a person with nothing. At the age of 15, I was so skinny that I only had a handful of ribs. I come to the hotel every day and work like an animal, just to get a mouthful of swill that can sustain my life.

At night, I dragged my exhausted body and other companions back to the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city to spend the night, forcing myself to fall asleep under the attacks of rats, fleas, and mosquitoes.

In that era of constant war, this is how homeless teenagers survived.

There is no light in our world.

And you gave me the first ray of light in that long dark night.

"The rule on the grassland is that after the lion eats the hyena, the hyena eats it, and then the hyena and the vulture take their turn."

"It's the same in hotels in disaster years. The chefs and shopkeepers have to pack up the leftover goodies and take them away. We busboys can eat a mouthful of swill on weekdays. If we don't starve to death in disaster years, it's considered a blessing. "

Maybe you don't remember

That day you gave all the food on the table to me and my hungry companions.

That’s a table of delicious dishes that even the shopkeeper and chef will covet!

And it has barely been touched by anyone!

A group of us brothers in rags sat at the table, looking at each other and no one dared to pick up the chopsticks. You shook your head and put the chopsticks into our hands, and asked the kitchen master to steam out a large pot of cakes and place them in front of us.

Only then did I believe that it was all true.

Many companions cried on the spot

The night was already dark, and blood mist was still billowing in the city, but the violent shouts of killing had gradually faded away. Gu Huaian smoked the cigarette in his hand, seemingly immersed in thinking about the past.

"I told you, you are a different person."

The actions a person makes unconsciously best reflect his true thoughts.

"Other sect leaders either hate or control mortals, or simply treat them like cats and dogs. Only you believe from the bottom of your heart that these children who may starve to death at any time are also worth saving."

"You are not the destroyer like Bertug, nor the madman who is trying to destroy the world like the mysterious patriarch!"

“In the forest, once a tiger or cheetah hurts someone, it must be executed immediately, but mules and horses can live in peace with humans for a long time.

Mr. Fitzroy, I have seen how you treat humans unconsciously.

I know what's really going on in your heart.

The clan leader is our enemy.

So are the Adventists who want to summon the Father of Light to come again.

But you are not!

After finishing speaking, Gu Huaian showed his palm and patted Fitzroy's head without any warning.

Fitzroy was already possessed and tormented by evil spirits and was reduced to a human form. When the two of them were so close, he couldn't even dodge. This one hit him firmly on top of his head.

A ray of fiery spiritual energy spurted out from Gu Huaian's palm.

The evil ghost in his consciousness let out a shrill wail, and Fitzroy felt that the world in front of him immediately returned to light.

With his eyes widened, he looked hesitantly at the Legalist mentor beside him.

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The evil ghost was driven away by the true energy, and Fitzroy's confused mind quickly returned to clarity.

The originally chaotic haze in his brain was quickly sorted out, and he turned to look at Gu Huaian.

At this time, his eyes were no longer distracted, but his eyes were straight.

As an ancient god with a lifespan of more than 200 million years, Fitzroy is indeed "unambitious" compared to other sect leaders.

But this does not mean that he is a simple-minded person with no merits.

The story told by Gu Huaian did happen.

60 years ago, the leader ordered that all resources in the Guangzao Association be tilted towards the "Lord of Dusk" Sardin. All the leaders entered the Eastern Tang Dynasty at the same time, and used all means to send more Eastern monks to the battlefield.

Only when they enter the battlefield will they die.

And only when they die will their souls enter the underworld to resist the "God of Death" Hela.

When entering the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Fitzroy was indeed wearing the human skin of "Hovar Gannix", and he also used the name of Gannix.

As Gu Huai'an said, he did visit the Hengshan Sword Sect, opened the portal and took out a lot of supplies that were in short supply in the Eastern Land, forcing them to send swordsmen to fight the Hu people.

In the restaurant at the foot of Hengshan, he did see a ragged boy who invited him and a group of hungry companions to eat the leftovers on the table.

But he dared to guarantee that the boy was definitely not the Gu Huai'an in front of him!

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As mortals grow up, their faces and habits will change, but their innate temperament is extremely difficult to change.

In the long years of 200 million years, Fitzroy has dealt with various creatures that once lived on this planet.

He did not look down like an emperor, or stand high above as a religious leader, but went deep into their lives and shared their joys and sorrows.

In Fitzroy's cognition, a person's temperament is determined by the soul, and the soul is something that is innate and cannot be changed at all.

Although the boy who met him once 60 years ago was thin, he was a person as gentle as jade in his heart. Gu Huai'an tried his best to create a restrained character like a Confucian mentor.

But what's the use of seeing through it?

Now he is isolated and trapped at the end of the dock by a group of Legalist spies. If he wants to escape, he can only turn over and jump into the sea. The deep-water port where large cargo ships can dock is dozens of meters deep.

And his lizardman scales and bones are extremely heavy.

He does not have the ability to float in the sea.

The powerful vitality given by Father Guang would not kill him immediately.

Once he entered the sea, he would sink to the bottom of the sea like a weight, and no one knew where the ocean current would blow him to. When he was pushed to the shore by the waves again, the sea might have turned into mulberry fields, and it was unknown whether there was still life on this planet.

He could not make such a choice.

"Your Highness Fitzroy, you are a smart man." The last ember of the cigarette in his hand went out, and Gu Huaian turned his head. "With the passage of time and the awakening of my Legalist School, you are gradually losing your powerful control over mortals."

"Mutu defected, and Sardin died."

"Today in Constantinople, your two companions are at an absolute disadvantage. Do you think that group of arrogant Romans will help you?"

"If the three of you die at the same time, half of the 12 clan leaders have died."

"How long do you think the remaining group of people can live?"

"My Legalist School believes that order can rule everything. If I want to hurt you, I guarantee that you will wish that the Lord Guangfu made you a weaker scale armor so that you will die immediately."

"But I don't want to do that today."

"I want to negotiate a condition with you."

I only need one question from the Liao family.

Who is the mysterious clan leader?

Which human skin did he wear in my court, and what is his current identity?

Tell me the answer, and I can make you an advisor to my Legalist School. You can spend this period of time in a stable and safe manner, just like Mutu, the ‘King of the Earthsea’ in the hands of the Vikings.

Wait until we kill the clan leader and everything will be settled.

Lord Li Chunfeng will give you the body of a death row prisoner last time, and you can choose your own life in the future.

As long as you stop trying to summon the light giant and stop killing people in the East Continent.

“We will no longer interfere with all your actions.”

Fitzroy was not surprised by Gu Huai’an’s request.

In these many years, he has seen many rulers who regard the people as faith, but few can be as extremely paranoid as the Legalist School.

They can’t be blamed for this.

The An-Shi Rebellion achieved such a remarkable effect in a very short period of time, which even the clan leader himself did not expect. The Eastern Tang lost one-third of the kingdom’s population in just 8 years.

This is nearly 30 million lives.

Each of these lives is a blood debt to the Legalist mentor.

And blood debt can only be paid with blood.

Now they have used iron-blooded tactics to eliminate the initiator of the An-Shi Rebellion, "Lord of Dusk" Sardin, and the strongest warrior under "Lord of Disaster" Betugu.

These are the most dangerous enemies of the Illuminati.

They look down on marginal figures like Fitzroy and Myra. Instead of wasting time chasing these useless little people, they will definitely focus all their attention on the most important issue at the moment.

Who is the head of the clan.

Before answering the question, Fitzroy took a deep breath and turned to look at Gu Huai'an.

It is obvious that this man is more powerful than he imagined.

In the eyes of the Legalist School, "Lord of Disaster" Betugu is obviously a better target than himself, especially now that "Destroyer" Wang Ergulei has been lost, Betugu does not have too strong combat power at hand.

But Gu Huai'an did not fall for it, but instead accurately aimed all his attacks at himself.

He must have smelled the conspiracy of Betugu's entry in advance.

And this conspiracy, even he did not see through.

(Maybe they can really succeed?)

"I don't know the specific name of the clan leader, because I have never seen him in the past few decades."

"The clan leader is also very cautious in his daily behavior. He changes his identity every ten years. After each change, even his closest subordinates find it difficult to find flaws in his disguise."

"Don't underestimate the clan leader's strength. My Illuminati has accumulated a huge amount of resources in more than a dozen rounds of civilization, and more than half of these resources belong to the clan leader."

"He has the strongest relics, the strongest subordinates, a large group of dead men who swear allegiance to him, and countless ancient secret treasures."

"The clan leader is a person with a strong sense of crisis. It is even blunt to say that in this long wandering that has lasted for 200 million years, he often carried all of us forward."

"He protected us from surviving round after round of destructive crises."

"If your information is true, he is already in Donglu. He must have set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for you to step into it."

Hehe

Gu Huaian chuckled twice and did not take Fitzro's warning to heart.

"Don't talk about traps. In order to prevent our people from being destroyed and massacred again in the future, we have to try even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire."

Fitzroy nodded gently.

"Okay."

"You can take me to the East Land. When it is safe, I will identify the clan leader for you."

"I recognize the smell he emits."

"But I also want to kindly remind you that the most likely thing to happen if you bring me with you is that you will be discovered by the clan leader in advance and all die in an accident one night."

"Don't think that I have framed you then."

Gu Huaian nodded again. Then he stretched out his big hand and gently patted Fitzroy on the shoulder.