Chapter 575 Who Wants to Live a Humble Life? (Five Thousand)

There was a deathly silence in Kaya's room. Everyone was silent, digesting the information brought by Ron.

Every word that Ron said was like a heavy mountain, weighing on their hearts, making even breathing feel like a luxury.

Eight thousand years.

What a long time.

How many amazing and talented people have appeared on the Dusk Continent?

Their strength increased by leaps and bounds in the first half of their lives, and they became idols that everyone envied and worshiped. However, in the second half of their lives, they were left with nothing but waste.

destroy.

These two words are like a mountain that is hard to look up at, which makes these amazing and talented seniors trapped in their lives. They can no longer take that step, let alone how many seniors and ancestors have even sacrificed themselves in order to take this step. His own life was lost.

And all this is just because of the yoke that the sky has placed on all living beings.

Why?

Why do this?

Why add such a yoke?

Could it be that the sky does not allow practitioners above the legendary realm to appear in the Dusk Continent?

A thought quietly emerged in everyone's mind, but then came more questions.

Doubt, fear, despair, anger...

Various emotions lingered in everyone's heart. For a while, the atmosphere around them seemed particularly depressing, and the air seemed to become heavy.

The gloomy atmosphere slowly flowed in the air, like thick ink.

"That's not right." At this moment, Kaya's soft but firm voice tore through the gloom of the scene: "No, that's not the case... Although I have not experienced that era, I at least know that in the Twilight Dynasty there was still At that time, hundreds of tribes were contending, and the masters of the Destruction Realm could not be said to be as numerous as dogs, but they were at least everywhere, and even existences at the level of demigods were not uncommon. Could it be that they could easily break the shackles of destiny. "

Ron glanced at Kaya with admiration and had to admire the former saint, who was indeed very knowledgeable.

Perhaps, her strength is not the strongest, but her knowledge reserve is definitely the most abundant.

But soon, the admiration on Ron's face turned into ridicule: "How do you think the Twilight Dynasty fell?"

"Have you forgotten the so-called seal of the Heart of Nature Church? Are the chains wrapped around the coffin carrying the remains of the last Twilight King somewhat familiar?"

Buzz!

When these words were spoken, it was like a thunder that exploded in everyone's ears.

Almost everyone's bodies couldn't help but swayed slightly. They felt as if their throats were blocked by something, and they could no longer utter any normal syllables except for huffing and puffing.

No, that's right.

After being reminded by Ron, they finally remembered that the chains wrapped around the ancient bronze coffin were exactly the same as the shackles of destiny they had just glimpsed, in style, and even the symbols engraved on the surface.

Apart from the difference in size and thickness, there is almost no difference at all.

They thought of some kind of terrible speculation in their minds, but this speculation was so shocking that they didn't dare to express their thoughts at all. Unknowingly, a dense layer of fear appeared on each of them. Little pimple.

The fear that originated from the deepest part of their souls only made their hands and feet cold.

They were unwilling to speak, but Ron was ruthlessly peeling away the things they were trying to maintain.

Very cruel, very heartless.

But, this is the truth.

The corners of Ron's mouth curved into an indifferent arc, and the mockery on his face became more and more intense: "Those things in the sky will never allow any power in the lower world that can threaten their status and existence."

"Once upon a time, the Twilight Dynasty had this kind of strength, and the Twilight Dynasty fell."

"It is even said that in order to prevent the Twilight Dynasty from ever having a chance to rise again, they divided the body of the last Twilight King into seven parts: the head, torso, limbs, and heart. Each part was suppressed in an orthodox headquarters separately and would never be allowed to live again. Turn over."

"It is said that the last king of the Twilight Dynasty was cruel and bloodthirsty. He used the children of hundreds of tribes as food and his favorite thing was to eat people's hearts..."

"But who can guarantee that these are true?"

"I once entered the Twilight Temple. Why are the contents recorded in the documents I saw in the Twilight Temple so different from the legends of the Twilight Continent?"

"In the era when the last Twilight King ruled, it was the most prosperous era in the Twilight Continent in tens of thousands of years. Even the number of powerful dragons exceeded one hundred thousand. But look at now, how many were there before the dragon clan was destroyed? But The number is ten thousand.”

"The fall of the Twilight Dynasty was just a lie from beginning to end. It was not because of his cruelty and tyranny that he caused the crusade of hundreds of tribes. The real reason for his destruction was that the existence of the Twilight Dynasty posed a threat to some existences in the sky. Only That’s all.”

"In order to avoid the emergence of the next Twilight Dynasty, those beings in the sky have tied shackles and increased restrictions on every creature on the Twilight Continent, so that the lives on the Twilight Continent will never enter the realm of destruction again. Opportunity."

"Even if there is such an amazing genius who breaks through this level, there are still layers of hardships waiting for him."

Gudong.

There were sounds of swallowing again all around.

Every word Ron said was like a ghost whispering in their ears. They didn't want to listen, and didn't want to accept this reality, but the voice silently passed through their ears and drilled into their heads, making their minds buzz.

"Huh..." After an unknown amount of time, the former Saint Kaya, who had the richest knowledge, was the first to digest these contents: "Sir, how much do you know about what happened eight thousand years ago? Can you tell us everything?"

People are curious.

Although the truth may be terrifying, they still want to know the truth.

No one wants to live a humble life, being kept in captivity by a more powerful existence, just like... piglets in a pigpen, chickens in a chicken coop.

Ron smiled: "Do you really want to know the truth?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you... What I've told you may be the limit of what you can accept. The rest of the content... may subvert your worldview. Knowing so much may not be a good thing for you."

"You'll go crazy."

The last sentence of "You'll go crazy" was said in a very light voice, but it inexplicably carried a chilling magic, and everyone couldn't help shivering.

But people are like this. Once curiosity comes up, it can no longer be controlled. The more likely the news is to bring disaster to oneself, the more curious they are.

Each of them, although they were swallowing their saliva, their expectations deep in their hearts were completely hooked up. Their eyes just stared straight at Ron, obviously looking forward to what Ron would say next.

Ron is a good storyteller.

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it carried a kind of bewitching magic.

He began to narrate the story bit by bit, starting from the scene he saw when he came into contact with the Nine-Step Heavenly Monument. His narration was full of emotion, making everyone seem to have witnessed the birth of the Dusk Continent with their own eyes.

When they heard that the first life to be born on the Dusk Continent was actually a group of prehistoric beasts, the expressions on their faces were very strange, which was completely different from the common sense they had mastered.

According to the widely circulated saying on the Dusk Continent, shouldn’t the first life to be born in this world be gods? The gods came first, and after the gods were born, they created humans, dragons, giants, elves, orcs and many other intelligent races.

But why did Ron say that the first life to be born in the world was actually a group of wild beasts that knew nothing and had no wisdom?

Obviously, what Ron said sounded like a fairy tale to them, but they didn’t know what was going on. They always felt that what Ron said was very likely the truth.

After the wild beasts, the Dusk people were born.

Immediately afterwards was the explosion of intelligent life, and dragons, giants, and humans began to appear on the historical stage of the Dusk Continent.

When they heard that the dragons, humans and other intelligent creatures were able to survive on the Dusk Continent at first, they relied entirely on the care of the Dusk Clan.

It was a mess, a mess, all messed up.

No wonder Ron said that they might go crazy after listening to his words. No wonder the history Ron told was too different from the common sense they knew.

Everyone at the scene felt that their three views were suffering from an unprecedented violent impact, and it seemed that they could collapse at any time.

However, Ron didn't care how much impact his words would have on everyone. Since the conversation had begun, there was no reason to stop.

The history Ron told continued, from the Dusk Clan leading hundreds of races to fight their way out of the Dusk Continent in the ancient barbaric era, to the establishment of the Dusk Dynasty, and the first generation of Dusk King ascending the throne in the worship of hundreds of races.

From the invaders tearing the space and descending on the Dusk Continent, to the first generation of Dusk King dying in the fierce battle with the invaders.

From the first generation of Dusk King, the evolution of the rules with the body and soul, to the invaders creating gods, angels, and evil gods.

From the inexplicable deaths of generations of Dusk Kings, to the determination of the world line and the fall of the Dusk Dynasty.

From the first war of the gods against the administrator, to the evil spirit disaster thousands of years ago, from the birth and fall of the blasphemer Archibald, to the appearance of the sage Partridge, and then the inheritance of the guardian of fate.

From the cemetery of the gods, to the fall of the dragon clan.

Then, it was the revival of the black beast and the young god, to the real goal of the administrator.

This is tens of thousands of years of history. Even if Ron is good at speaking, he still makes Ron dry-mouthed just by selecting the most important nodes from this long time.

Just telling this history takes a long time. When Ron finally stopped talking, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, the sky outside had already turned pale.

And it takes even longer to digest this history.

Looking up, there were faces full of shock, astonishment, disbelief, and even some madness.

Even Philomena and Niafu were shocked. Many of the things Ron told them were secrets that neither of them knew.

Crazy, really crazy.

They originally thought that the first life in the world was not a god, but a group of beasts without intelligence. This news was shocking enough, but who would have thought that this was just a pediatric of pediatrics.

Everything Ron told easily overturned their beliefs.

Faith was collapsing silently.

They didn't want to believe that what Ron said was true. The gods they believed in were actually powerful creatures created by a group of foreign invaders, but these powerful creatures betrayed their existence.

However, deep in their hearts, they couldn't help but have a strong urge to believe.

If what Ron said was false, then where did the chains wrapped around their necks come from?

Why did the powerful dragon race inexplicably perish overnight?

Why did strange creatures such as black beasts and young gods suddenly appear on the Dusk Continent without any signs?

If it weren't for Archbishop Gerald of the Dawn Goddess Church Branch swallowing the spores of the young god into his body, and letting these spores wreak havoc on the Dusk Continent, who knows what the Dusk Continent would look like now?

Ron gave these people enough time to think for themselves. From their constantly twisted faces, Ron could probably guess what they were feeling and how entangled they were.

They subconsciously believed what Ron said, but on the other hand, they instinctively didn't want to believe that all this was true.

"Ni Yafu..." At this time, Ron gave her another strong medicine.

After all, Ni Yafu has been with Ron for a long time. Although the two of them cannot be said to be in tune with each other now, it is definitely not difficult for Ni Yafu to understand Ron's meaning.

Hearing Ron's voice, Ni Yafu just smiled and walked in front of everyone.

The next moment, there was a crash, and six black wings bloomed behind Ni Yafu.

Seeing Ni Yafu's figure floating in the air, everyone felt dry mouth.

The sexy girl, under the background of the black wings, has a kind of enchanting evil charm.

This is a six-winged fallen angel.

"Angels, originally have pure white wings."

"Only angels who perceive the evil of the administrators of the heavens, betray the administrators, and fall on their own will have their wings appear in black color."

Ron's voice continued to echo in everyone's ears, like the whisper of a devil, bewitching people's hearts and souls.

"Angels are falling, gods are falling."

"Before this, I don't know how many gods have died. I only know that the cemetery of gods is covered with thick ashes. I only know that a few years ago, the Lord of Eternal Freedom...ah, the God of Love, Seleos, fell."

"I only know that not long ago, the God of Wilderness fell on the snowy plains. Before he died, he passed on his laws and power to Bai Yuan and Bai Lan."

Ron's voice paused briefly, and then he ignored the shocked and panicked eyes around him and spoke again: "The two wars of the gods led to the fall of a large number of gods and angels, and the surviving gods were also seriously injured."

"Some gods gradually died in the following time."

"Some gods are looking for the next opportunity to fight back."

"Here, there should be many people who have obtained the inheritance of gods, right?" Ron said, sweeping his eyes around.

Many people's faces changed slightly.

Even Barumonger and Balk had strange expressions on their faces. They couldn't help but think of the light column that descended from the night sky.

"I got the inheritance of the God of Blood and Slaughter." Cecilia said slowly.

This was something that the gentleman had known for a long time, and she didn't think there was anything to hide.

"I got the inheritance of the Dragon God." Ifrit also said.

This is normal. There are only two dragons left on the Dusk Continent now. Ifrit's chance of getting the Dragon God's inheritance is too high.

"I awakened the blood of the Dawn Goddess Ostara." Irelia also spoke slowly.

"I became the follower of the Plague and Disaster Body." Agnes nodded slightly.

"We two have received the gift of the Mother Goddess of All Things." Mirabelle and Carol also spoke almost at the same time.

Charlene raised her hand timidly: "I seem to have been favored by the God of Shadows."

Lydia frowned slightly: "I have been blessed by the God of the Dead."

Even Isabel looked strange: "If it was the light column that suddenly descended from the sky, then I should have been watched by the Goddess of Nature's Heart."

Good fellow, I didn't know until I said it, and I was shocked when I said it.

The faces of Barumong and the others were extremely strange. Before these women blew themselves up, no one could have imagined that there would be so many people favored by the gods around them.

Looking at these girls and then looking at themselves, Barumong and the others actually felt ashamed and ashamed for a while.

Ron's sight also became a little lonely: "The gods are looking for inheritors in large numbers, which is a signal in itself."

"Whether you like it or not... Anyway, the war is about to begin."

"This will be a war that sweeps all the creatures in the entire Dusk Continent. No one can escape from this war, no one is an exception."

War?

This is not the war between countries or between different ethnic groups on the Dusk Continent.

This is a higher-level, more destructive conflict.

Ron's words made everyone feel heavy and depressed.

"So, what to do depends on your own choice."

"You can pretend that nothing has happened, that you haven't heard anything, that you don't know anything, that you don't know the shackles around your neck, and that you don't know the truth of the world. In this way, maybe you can still hide in the future wars. A chance to live."

"How you choose is up to you."

silence.

Still silent.

Ron is right. If you don't know what to do, it is indeed possible to spend your life in confusion.

But, of all the people present, who is not a proud man of heaven?

Who isn’t a little arrogant yet?

Who wants to live a humble life?

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