"But……"

Tulas pursed his lips.

He has a deep fear of the Winter King.

He is one of the most trusted personal guards of the Duke of Manhattan and the uncle of the Golden Lion of Xiwei. He has watched the Winter King since he was a child, so he knows what kind of terrifying talent the Winter King has.

Not to mention that after becoming the Eagle Lord, the changes that have taken place in the Winter King have gradually gone beyond what normal people can understand. The champion knight and king who was less than twenty years old, the warrior who defended the Emerald Fortress, was attacked by the undead army.

A hero with ease.

Any one of these things is enough to become a legend passed down from person to person, but when all these things revolve around the same person, they will only feel stunned and frightened.

"The aliens appeared half a year ago, that is, the day King Winter became the Eagle Lord."

The mysterious person sitting at the top suddenly spoke up. Her voice was sweet and gentle, but also contained a hint of indifference and coldness. The people in cloaks around her shuddered subconsciously.

The whole room also became audible.

"In the beginning, these resurrected aliens were in opposition to the Winter King. At that time, they had a leader named Ye Hao. Ye Hao, do you think such a name is very strange?"

The mysterious man raised his eyes. Those eyes were as beautiful as amethysts. The golden and red pupils overlapped and glowed in correspondence with each other. They seemed to be surrounded by the sun, moon and stars.

This man was actually born with double pupils.

She was obviously not asking a question, but was making an affirmation. After a pause, she continued: "In fact, according to the Star Map Council's investigation, the names of these aliens are very strange. They don't seem to be the same."

Just like the people who belong to this world, the meaning and spelling of the name are not similar to any race in the northern and southern continents!"

Her words caused a commotion among the people around her.

From other worlds.

Such a conclusion is really eye-catching.

In the past, on the continent of Cain, the temples of the gods were spread across every corner of the night sky like stars. Mortals could see the palaces of the gods by raising their heads, but now there are only the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and it is difficult to see the footprints of the gods anymore.

This is not because the gods returned the stars to mortals.

It's because the temples of these gods have been shot down.

That history.

It's called the Twilight of the Gods.

Countless gods were killed in that short ten years, or fell into a deep sleep in helplessness, all because of a group of invaders from other worlds, who called themselves the Old Ones or the Old Gods.

The abilities of the Old Gods are diverse, even richer than those of the Kane gods, and their corrosiveness is unparalleled. According to records in many ancient books, many of the Old Ones come with crazy gibberings.

There will still be shadows of great cities around us.

Among them, there was an old man who was as tall as a Titan, with a head like an octopus, a body like a human, and thick tentacles on all four limbs. He descended into the abyss, and a huge underwater city appeared around him, and was spoken by countless polluters covered with tentacles.

Shout "Raleye".

The God of Death in the Quiet Land was disturbed. He rose from the river of reincarnation. The moment he opened his eyes, the old city "Raleye" was already attached to his face. After that, the spirit of the dead was seriously injured, and the God of Death fell into

As they slept, the descendants of the Defilers gradually adapted to the environment of the abyss, and gradually formed a brand new race - demons.

in the years to come.

The demons gradually became more powerful, and the undead were driven out of the abyss, eventually settling in the desolate desert of the undead and becoming neighbors with the Holy See of Light, their mortal enemy.

Talk about invaders of the world.

The sages of Kalunkaya will always think of the old gods first.

For thousands of years, they have been studying things related to the old gods.

The demons they dissected were estimated to be comparable to half the first level of the abyss.

But maybe because they stayed in the abyss for too long, the pollution on these demons has become so thin that it cannot be detected.

They seem to have really become the native creatures of the Kane continent.

But all wise men understand.

The devil is actually an alien from Kane, but he was gradually assimilated due to the will of the abyss.

"So, do you suspect that those aliens are invaders similar to the old gods? And the King of Winter, as the king who controls the aliens, may have been contaminated by the old gods?"

Turas blinked his eyes and asked tentatively.

To get to this point today is really because of helplessness.

Who told him to drop a dog and lick a stone that was stained with bird droppings?

Then he was dragged into the Round Table Council of Kalunkaya.

If he doesn't join them, his wife and children will be made into soul cores by these great sages of Kalenkaya, stuffed into those cold armors, and become a pitiful creature imprisoned forever without a brain.

"I have reason to doubt that." The mysterious man sitting in the top position nodded gently.

"As we all know, the invaders of the past had obvious chaotic characteristics. Their thinking was distorted and their behaviors were irrational. And those aliens also had a small amount of this trait. Even the King of Winter occasionally

Similar characteristics will appear, and I think this is probably a sign that the old days are gradually seeping in. They seem not to be prepared to make a big deal this time, but to boil the frog in warm water."

The great sages around him also nodded.

This is why they established the Winter Breaking Organization, to stop the first wave of erosion from the Old Invaders.

Their mission is related to the survival of the entire Cain Continent, which is undoubtedly great, so their mood is also fanatical.

Even Tulas, who was reluctant to join the group at first, was gradually brainwashed by these fanatical sages and killed their relatives for the sake of justice.

"Then what should we do now?" Tulas was also worried.

He is the apparent person in charge of the entire Winter Breaking organization, and he was the one who had spoken to Barna before.

Now Xiwei Golden Lion is no longer the genius nephew in his eyes.

It is a monster that has been contaminated by the old gods. This can also explain why Xiwei can conquer an entire country in one fell swoop.

With the help of those terrifying old gods behind you, what else is impossible?

"Don't worry," the mysterious man sitting on top shook his head, his tone showing strong confidence and a smile.

"The aliens under the King of Winter can be resurrected, and our constructed soldiers can also be produced infinitely. According to statistics, these aliens only number 20,000, and the productivity of our Kalenkaya is more than hundreds of thousands or even dozens.

Wan? As for high-end combat power, the middle level has the Templar transformation technology retained by the Cologne Empire, and the top level also has us great sages from Kalunkaya."

At this point, the mysterious person paused, raised her hands, as if to catch the crystal lantern above her head, but her fists suddenly clenched, and she said loudly:

"No matter what plots the enemy has, they will eventually turn into ashes in the face of absolute strength!"

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