Ride and Cut

The entrance of 　　 extends upward in the underwater corridor, and if it exceeds the height of the water surface, it will form a water-free area.

　　 This place is underground, and the entrance is winding to prevent the possibility of light entering. What you can see is a dark room with almost no light.

　　 "It's so dark." As soon as the lord's voice exited, layers of shock echoes were formed.

　　 "It's so dark..."

　　 "Black..."

"what……"

　　 "You must be quiet in this." Someone patted him on the knee, the voice was very low, and it sounded like Robbie.

　　 "The air is quite fresh."

　　 "There should be a connection with the outside world that we haven't found."

　　 In the pitch black with no fingers visible, Richard saw that a little orange fire suddenly lit up in front of him, and Sendak took out the fire in the sealed tube.

　　 After he walked two steps away, he tilted the wooden barrel slightly, the fire fell vertically, and a blazing flame lit up at his feet. The fuel in the brazier on the ground was lit, and it was even more flammable than high spirits.

　　 a dozen yards around are as bright as daylight, and the direct consequence is:

　　 "Worri." Lord Lord didn't control his emotions, so Echo returned his foul language again and again.

　　 I really can't blame him for making a fuss. Even if he was here with the Pompeian knight King Arthur, who had never changed his appearance hundreds of years ago, he would have to respect him.

　　 is different from the corridor formed by the natural stone cracks in the front. They are at the entrance of a ten-edged basement room, and there are obvious signs of man-made processing on the flat corners of the wall.

　　 There is a decapitated head placed on the open space in the middle of this room, with his eyes closed tightly. There are no extra racial characteristics on the outside, and the whole looks very old. Just because the conditions are too suitable, it seems that it has been completely saponified, and it is almost lifelike except for a little dehydration, and even the fragile eyelashes are well preserved.

　　 The real reason for Richard's gaffe is that this head alone is almost as tall as his whole person!

　　 Lord Lord was really taken aback, habitually grabbing his empty back, but didn't touch the Dragon Slashing Great Sword.

　　 "This is a giant, so big." He finally remembered to speak quietly this time.

In general, the height of a giant is probably in the range of five to ten blades, and the original owner of this skull is conservatively estimated to be more than fifteen blades in proportion. It is simply a giant among giants. Richard would really not figure out which pedigree for a while. Giants can reach this height.

　　 "Sir." Sendak's voice resounded beside him, and there seemed to be endless loss in his pride, "It's the Titan, this is the head of the Titan."

　　 "Damn!" The echo echoed again one after another.

　　 The secret of the dwarf is really shocking enough that Richard almost sat on the ground without a butt.

　　 Titans are a kind of magical creatures in ancient times. Legends have a higher rank than dragons. Some myths even believe that they participated in the creation of the world.

　　During their active years, humans were studying the kind of stone that would make it easier to break nuts. Half-orcs have not yet gotten rid of the custom of eating hair and drinking blood, and even the elves are just a group of tree monkeys who have just learned to make bows and arrows.

　　 If you try your best to go back to the ancient times with the help of scarce records, you will find that the three major races today were just lucky to get some of the favored family members of the Titans.

　　 Their existence is a symbol of power, and the magic they master is the original light of all intelligent races. They use their wisdom to light up the fire of civilization in an obscurity!

　　 In the era of the elemental tide, these traversers ran across the vast land, and they were undoubtedly the only overlord.

　　 Unfortunately, time is enough to obliterate everything, and the glory of the past only belongs to the past.

　　 For the beings living in the elemental tides, the ebb and flow of the tide are the destiny of the destiny, and how can they resist it?

　　 The Titans with the original stock of creation became more and more difficult to survive with the decline of the elemental tides, and the members became scarce, and eventually disappeared in the long river of history and never seen again.

　　 Now that it is impossible to find a pure-blooded Titan on the entire continent, people have to be embarrassed by the experience of this ancient overlord. But fortunately, they still have mixed-race descendants active everywhere, inheriting the last glory of the Titans. One of them is a giant, and the other is said to be a dwarf.

　　Never mind the giant, the dwarf... Richard felt quite nonsense in his selfishness. The Titan itself was taller than any other giant nowadays. He did not know how to breed a mutation to give birth to a dwarf.

　　 "Since I discovered this secret." There was something shiny in Sendak's eyes reflecting the fire, and his voice was close to choking, "We are the descendants of Titans, how can we give up."

For the first time, this strong and stubborn old warrior couldn't help showing a bit of weakness. The defense battle was a serious disaster for the dwarf tribe. The younger generations and compatriots he knew fell one after another, and his peaceful life was soaked in blood. .

　　'S heart felt as painful as a Bayeux cutting flesh, but he had to take charge of himself, insisting on fighting the war, even at the expense of more tribesmen.

　　 It is true that dwarves are stubborn in nature~www.readwn.com~ But this does not mean that they are the peony in the dungpit and can't judge the situation, otherwise it is impossible to continue the race all the way to this day.

　　 "Protection of the God-given Mine" is just a guise for disguising. If it were just an iron ore dwarf, it would have been a collective run away for the future. There is another reason why they do not want to go because they are dead-to guard the **** in their hearts! The remains of the Titans!

　　 "Well, why don't you run with this big head?" Lord Lord opened his mouth, and the solemn atmosphere disappeared without a trace, "Or just dig down the corridor outside, and no one will be able to find it."

　　 "Brother Richard, please come over." Robbie bowed to his head and led Richard to a step away from his head.

"look."

　　 His gaze focused on the place Robbie pointed out. Lord Lord discovered that Titan's giant ball-like right eye was actually glowing, and the slight cyan light illuminated the blood vessel network in the eyelid clearly.

　　 "But if I go far." Robbie left Richard in place, strode back, and the light dimmed until it disappeared. He approached again, and his eyes lit up again.

　　 The lord looked very strange, and he took two steps to try it-the other party obviously didn't recognize which onion he was, and there was no response.

　　 "Will it glow as the Titan's bloodline moves away and close?" His brain reacted very quickly.

　　 Robbie nodded vigorously.

　　 "Why?" In Richard's impression, the Titans should have died out during the ancient elven empire. For ordinary people who do not specialize in history, trying to trace the history of that era is basically equivalent to self-inflicted shame.

　　 Such a long time is enough to kill everything. In the face of this time dimension, whether an individual is strong or not has almost no meaning. Why should a head that has been dead for so many years continue to be a demon.