After a short visit, the Thundercry King and the Terminator King, Melron's Waystone, left one after another.
Rumble!
The mechanical friction noises in the Eternal Sky City had yet to subside. The Second Generation Sorcerer King came to a mountain where Giant Long-Armed Apes were kept as slave monsters. He seemed to be subconsciously thinking about something. His gaze was deep as he looked at the group of strong ape-like creatures playing in the forest. There were about a few hundred of them, all captured before the Demon-Hunting Expedition to be used in future wars.
The Eternal Sky City was too vast, and there were many other slave tribes that were kept in such a manner.
Suddenly, a Giant Long-Armed Ape with white eyebrows and a two-meter-tall body walked over slowly with its hands on the ground. The vicissitudes of time had made its skin look extremely wrinkled and inelastic. However, it was not afraid of the mysterious Sorcerer in front of it, who had completely concealed his aura and was one with the rules of nature. It stopped a few meters in front of the Sorcerer and sat down slowly.
"Moo moo moo, moo moo moo moo …"
The old Giant Ape pointed randomly and made a simple and strange sound, which stunned the Second Generation Sorcerer King who was deep in thought. This little thing that could kill him with just a breath of radiation was approaching him on its own?
The tri-colored eyes that were as deep as the starry sky looked at this inconspicuous little thing. From the other party's gestures and moo, the Second Generation Sorcerer King could see the respect that the low-intelligence primitive creature had for him. Unfortunately, it could not even communicate with its will. It was small, petty, and unbearable.
After a wave of will, the Second Generation Sorcerer King easily obtained the slave monster's information.
"Honorable Sorcerer, I feel that I'm different from them. I want to see the wider world outside. Nothing can attract me except freedom."
The Second Generation Sorcerer King smiled disdainfully at the old Giant Ape's words.
As the representative of ancient Sorcerers, it was more than appropriate to describe the killings he had committed as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Although he was not as famous as the Black Mage King previously, he was not any worse than the Black Mage King when it came to killing. The Sorcerers' proposal for the construction of the slave monster army was partly due to him!
Now, a slave monster, a little thing that was only slightly luckier than a laboratory specimen, was actually expressing this to him?
With a creepy smile, the old ape was still moaning and gesticulating. Perhaps it had done the same thing to the previous sorcerers who were in charge of herding. These sorcerers who had received modern education had a relatively gentle worldview, so they did not do anything out of line to this special slave. However, as the second generation sorcerer king of the ancient sorcerers …
Moo!
With a casual stretch of his hand, he grabbed the old ape. It was suppressed by the power of time and space until it fit perfectly with his palm. It was as if he was grabbing a hot dog from the universe. Then, under the Mask of Truth, he opened his mouth, revealing rows of mechanical fangs. "Creak! Creak! Creak!" Amidst the screams of terror and struggle, he stuffed the old ape into his mouth. He chewed on it non-stop, and its juices splattered everywhere. It was extremely delicious.
After a while, the old ape stood up from the hill and slowly flew in another direction. He muttered, "Antonio and Grimm, what happened to the little sorcerers educated by the academy? These slave monsters are no longer afraid of the sorcerers. Sigh …"
However, the second generation sorcerer king, who was keen to restore the glory of the ancient sorcerers and promote the might of the sorcerers world through war, obviously did not have the mood to set up a sorcerer academy again. He had created the third famous saying after "Give me endless knowledge, and I will use myself as a fulcrum to move the endless world" and "The Sorcerer King has his own path, and the truth is boundless."
No one knew what happened on the hill, as if nothing had happened. Another peaceful day passed in the Eternal Sky City.
Whoosh!
The second generation Sorcerer King came to the core of the Eternal Sky City. A crystal coffin clone of Prometheus was studying the structure of the robot in front of him. Under the Mask of Truth, the second generation Sorcerer King glanced at it with his tri-colored eyes and said, "Is this a spy from the Fountain Ancestor's World? It's too weak, far worse than the Black Terminators. "
Like a teacher and a friend, the two had long been familiar with each other, far more than the relationship between Grimm and his three apprentices.
While dismantling the specimen, Phmerosius replied: "The Great Fountains would not let go of this great opportunity, and this thing should be one of them. If it were not for the fact that they wanted to sneak into the Eternal Sky City, it would not have been discovered so early. But this little thing, although weak and insignificant, was designed and built by man. Its power is a mechanical vibration collector, and some of the materials are also very interesting. It seems that the Fountain Ancestor's World has encountered a very interesting intelligent race. "
In fact, there was no need for Prometheus to say so much. The second generation Sorcerer King wearing the Mask of Truth had already seen through all this. But as Prometheus said, although this little thing was unique, it had a huge flaw in its essential principle. Compared to the scientific knowledge system of the Terminators, it was indeed not worth mentioning.
Not interested in this little thing, the second generation Sorcerer King said calmly, "After the Fool came to contact with the Bizarreness, out of consideration for some information that the first generation Sorcerer King secretly told me when he abdicated, I think it's better not to be too stable in this Demon-Hunting Expedition, because this is not what the Four Rings Celestial Sorcerer and The Fool represent want to see!"
"These Tendrils of Destiny, um … or the Dimensional Consciousness guys, if one day the Sorcerers are faced with the choice of breaking through the Dimensional Dimension or traversing the Void, infinite microscopic, they will be the first to be eliminated. Those higher dimensional creatures are likely to be influencing this place through them."
While talking about the mysteries of the Dimensional Dimension, Prometheus did not show any abnormalities, as if he was just eating and breathing.
No one knew that Four Rings Celestial Sorcerer, who had been sacrificed by the Book of the Holy Pagoda, had long been targeted by Prometheus, ready to be crushed at any time. After all, these guys who were called Tendrils of Destiny by Prometheus were not very strong.
"There's another piece of good news. The mission on the Six Stars side has been completed, and the Book of Destiny has added another Page of Destiny, hehe."
A sinister sneer slowly appeared under the Mask of Truth, and the second generation Sorcerer King said slowly, "Other than the Black Mage King, I've never seen anyone who can resist two Pages of Destiny. Even the Black Mage King's current state might be due to the effects of those two Pages of Destiny. It's just that he's a little slower than those guys, but he still can't escape this disaster. Hehehehe, now that we've gathered six pages, although it's useless to those Phaseless Demon Ancestors, what's the point of voting rights in this conference? After the Demon-Hunting Expedition, the effects of these Pages of Destiny should be more or less apparent. In the end, strength decides everything in the Endless World! When the Demon-Hunting Expedition succeeds, I, the second generation Sorcerer King, will be able to use the merits of the Demon-Hunting Expedition to abdicate perfectly. "
A beautiful fantasy, a beautiful ending. The second generation Sorcerer King did not say that his merits would be evaluated in the future history of the Sorcerers World, and it was still unknown whether he would surpass the first generation Sorcerer King.
Naturally, Prometheus knew his mentor very well, and he did not interrupt his mentor's beautiful fantasy.
"That's good too. The voting rights are just a pretense. I don't believe that these voting rights can really decide the distribution of benefits after the Abyssal Demons are defeated. In the end, strength decides everything. However, mentor, don't forget that when we return to the Ancient Sorcerers World, the real enemy we'll face is chaos, not the tribal council of this Abyss Battlefield. The Pages of Destiny are hard to come by, so it's better to use them carefully and leave some for the future Sorcerer Kings. "
The second generation Sorcerer King said proudly, "Don't worry, I'll carefully observe the enemies who are worthy of the Pages of Destiny. I won't waste them."
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