Chapter 94 Winter Explosion 2

Aran entered the so-called aristocratic living area of the city from the industrial area of the Rock City to the east of the huge cave. No soldiers or patrolling here noticed that he had been here, and only a few simple stalagmites were fixed on the flat ground. Allen began to exert force and accelerated to run wildly by the snow-covered lake. There is a small island full of moss in the city's exclusive pond, on which medium-sized Los beasts are raised. Hundreds of goblossoms and orcs continued to fish or graze, and they looked up and noticed the rapid pace of the human warrior. However, they also knew their taboo as slaves and dared not look directly into Allen's eyes.

Anyway, Allen didn't have time to pay attention to them. At this time, he was on his way wholeheartedly. When he came to the narrow alley between the two areas, he walked faster towards the living area in the center of the city. Many beautiful plants were planted in each courtyard, and a few houses also opened up underground hot springs, and the hot images ejected by different hot spring cracks rolled in the whole cave.

Aren's footsteps slowed down, and he came to the magic fence surrounding the two dwarf stalagmite towers of the Cullen Rennes family, in which was the compound of the Cullen family. The fence is made of the hardest gold in the world, among which hundreds of statues of hungry wolves with weapons are decorated, each with deadly spells and boundaries. The majestic gate of the Rennes family is the envy of many other families, but it has also prompted more people to hate them and try their best to defeat them.

Aren carefully walked through the shadow - he noticed the sentry tower at the top of the stalagmite, and there was more than one. After bypassing a section of the road, he quickly found a foothold, which was an irregular corner lint. As long as there was some place to borrow, he could climb up.

Floating? Allen smiled and was not sure about this seemingly unskill.

With Allen's agile movements, he quickly fell lightly on the balcony on the second floor.

But the flowing action did not stop at all. He rushed across the arch and came to the corridor. There was a faint demon fire faintly lit here, so that normal vision could work without disturbing the use of night vision. The map told by the owner of the magic shop in Allen's mind gradually coincided with reality, and he clarified his purpose.

After a short pause, Allen listened to the sounds around - there was nothing abnormal, so he quickly flashed down the stairs and prepared to go to the main conference hall.

But he stopped when he passed a wooden door - he was not sure if he heard anything, so he gently pushed the door open and pulled out his machete to meet the sudden change.

It's not a room behind the door, but a downward passage, which intuitively guides Allen down, although he doesn't know the reason yet. After turning a corner, the corridor leads to a gorgeous brass door, which is decorated with almost all kinds of wolf variants. It must be here." Allen said to himself and clenched the machete.

Alen walks along the curved walls of stone columns, and his cold body and rocks are almost perfectly integrated. At the moment when he approached the door, he suddenly jumped up and put himself in the darkness of the ceiling.

At the same moment, the door was pushed open, and two obvious humans came out of the door, followed by a wolf patriarch. Although he covered his whole face with a hood, Allen still recognized that one of the human professions was an assassin from his size and walking. Is this a killer? Allen asked himself with doubts.

The ensuing conversation directly relieved Allen's doubts. "Oh, Chief Cullen, your arrangement is very good," one of the men said in an arrogant tone: "If your action plan could be as perfect as arranging these things, your family would have been able to monopolize the whole orc king long ago. The country's arms trading market!"

"Thank you for your praise," Cullen, the werewolf patriarch, said happily, "As long as the adult is satisfied, I will follow the guidance!"

"Also," the man turned around and said to the assassin, "Don't toss around for so long every time - the task must avoid frightening snakes!" He was very rude in his words and obviously expressed dissatisfaction with some things.

The assassin bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry! Lord Smyr, I just want to defeat them one by one!" He explained.

The first man known as Smyr nodded, "Get this done," he told him, "Although those sailors are not very good at martial arts, this newcomer," he paused: "It's not easy to deal with! It's hard. I don't want you to be so careless that the plan fails!"

"I know!" He said laboriously, "I'll check it out in a few days and discuss a plan with Chief Cullen!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The werewolf nodded one after another.

Smir took a look with satisfaction: "That's the best! - Now I'm ready to go back. Send me a letter when you're done," he took out a scroll, "Lili," he shouted.

Something began to shake in the shadow, looking like a candlelight, but slowly stood up, and a beautiful young woman came out of it. She giggled, "Your Excellency!" She replied and walked to Smir's side.

Fortunately, I didn't jump down rashly, Allen thought. He was going to take a look again and then decide what to do.

"For your plan, you asked me to come here in person!" Smyr whispered, and he opened the scroll and was still on the ground.

The scroll began to glow when it landed, and the light slowly condensed, and finally formed a magic portal, "Remember my words!" As he spoke, he stepped in and followed his steps. Lili also walked into the Gate of Magic.

When the Gate of Magic disappeared, the patriarch who bent down to see Smir away suddenly stood up and said, "It's laborious!" He roared, "Why did you kill those two idiots? - Now that you have alarmed them, how did you complete this task? Tell me!"

Before the words fell, a dagger had hit his throat with a "swish". You're welcome!" A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "I'm not your subordinate! - Remember me whenever you want!" He stared into Cullen's eyes with a little force.

Under the pressure of his eyes and the dagger, the werewolf began to give in - he withdrew his vicious eyes and changed into an expression: "So what do you think we should do now?" And try to move your throat away from the edge of the dagger. "You have to come up with an idea!"

"An idea?" Strive to take back the dagger: "I don't need that kind of thing at all - I'll just get on the boat and kill them all tomorrow!" He was confident: "At that time, you just need to send 20 family soldiers to guard the ship and don't allow anyone to come up!"

"Where's the child?" Cullen asked, "This is the sacrifice that the lord wants. Don't hurt him!"

"I know," laborious and rude: "It's hard to find divine descendants. I will be very, very careful!" He let out a cathartic laugh.

"If you insist on this," Cullen brushed its sparse beard: "Then I will support you - but I will hire killers outside instead of sending family soldiers!" He was obviously still a little dissatisfied: "I don't agree with this method!"

"Whatever you want!" Saying carelessly, he pushed open the brass door again: "Now I'm going back to rest - you'd better not disturb me!" The door slowly closed behind him, making a slight noise.

When the door opened and closed, Allen heard a faint moan from the door, like a dying person, and the voice of a young woman.

"Little man!" Cullen said anstly, he turned to walk up the passage and began to go upstairs.

Do you want to act or not? After thinking about it, Allen decided to go back and discuss with Aurora first to see if he had any suggestions about the gods.

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"Gods?" Aurora shouted in surprise, "I didn't think I could meet here!" It stared at Obix's sleeping face: "I really didn't expect it!"

"What on earth does the divine descendant mean?" Allen asked strangely that he seemed to have grasped something about this word, but he didn't know why.

The little angel thought for a moment and began to tell the story of this divine world.

When the dwarf civilization flourished, the Protoss had begun to prepare for the annihilation of this race, so the gods sent many gods to this plane, mixed into various races, and began to plant the seeds of resistance among them. Fighting spirit and magic all emerged at this time, and at the same time, many astrologers and prophets appeared, and even many factions coexisted. But what the Creator did not expect was that some gods had human lust because they had been in the world for too long, and many gods combined with human beings to give birth to offspring. After the battle of the gods, some of these descendants who did not want to return to heaven were sent to the space of the gods where Aurora was at that time. With the passage of time, some of them secretly sneaked back to the world, so the so-called gods of the world appeared.

"Do you mean," Allen grew up and said, "That fat man is also a god?" A pattern of a fat man flying in the clouds appeared in his mind, and he felt a chill.

"That's not true," the little angel smiled: "The divine lineage means that the protoss bloodline in this person's body is stimulated to appear, and with the characteristics of the protoss - the fat man can't see it at all!" It thought for a moment: "You go shopping and come back, and I'll make something that can verify the blood of the gods!"

Soon a list got into Allen's hands. Looking at the simple lines on it, he ran out quickly.

"By the way, verify your bloodline," the little angel said to himself proudly after he left: "Your bloodline is really strange!"