Well, we all know that the Bemon Behemoth is the oldest golden bloodline in the world, and naturally lives at the top of the food chain. They are also ancient elder races. They may not have the creativity and execution of Titan giants, nor the innate magic power of the real dragon and the mental power of the coordinated perception element. However, they only need to rely on this body of thick skin and thick muscles to withstand more than 90% of the world's attack methods, even divine power. The pair of arms that are about the same proportion as gorillas can completely stick on the ground and gently hit the ground can cause earthquakes. The sharp claws like razors are hard and can be compared with the star iron. A random whisper can trigger a storm and a swordsman-level slash.

If it were the brute force and blood bars alone, they would be the king of the Titan giants, as well as the golden dragon and red dragon with the best physical fitness among the dragon clan, and would never be the opponent of Bimon. In the mythological era and the new generation after the war of the gods, Bimon beasts were rampant in Orgrimmar and became an alliance with the wild and rough orcs, and therefore, for a long time, they played the role of a super villain of the same level as the higher demons. In the Qiming War, before Emperor Knous, with the help of the Dragon Knights and the Angels, annihilated more than 90% of the adult Bimon, this ancient giant beast represented the shadow and horror of the heaven and earth.

However, even such a powerful ancient golden elder race was still as weak as a child or even an ants in the eyes of the gods who had made a country with one word and destroyed a country with one thought.

In addition, we also know that in the ancient mythological era, these gods who had overwhelming power and were definitely not as omniscient and omnipotent as people imagine today. In fact, according to the true historical records, the way the gods in the Sky Palace ruled the world can even make any human tyrant feel that they are actually generous and kind old good people.

...What's more, the record of the Vulcan God Hesa ​​is still a petty and very cautious person.

Yes, according to various myths and legends, as well as the historical records of the difficulty, the earth goddess Mara is the gentle and tolerant mother of all things. However, her husband, together with her, created almost all races in the mortal world and gave the souls of all things. Although generally speaking, he should be within the category of good gods, he is definitely not a gentle-tempered god. In the wilderness era, even in the subsequent prosperous mythological era, mortals believed that thunder, heavy rain, landslides, and even volcanic eruptions were symbols of Hesa's anger. Even before Ramshid was still farming honestly and did not lead the army to invade the main plane, the fire god Hesa ​​was the controller of the disaster in everyone's mind.

This is very similar to the (relatively speaking) the generous Sun God and the little star mother. The ancient gods who seem to be combined into a husband-and-wife relationship are very complementary in temperament.

It is understandable that gods like Hesa ​​have a very irritable temper and have a bad career (not becoming a god king) and their mental structure is not very stable. In this way, it is indeed the style of the Vulcan God Hesa ​​using extremely cruel and even cruel means to treat those mortals who are disrespectful to themselves, and torture all blasphemers who try their best to challenge the authority of the true god. This is indeed the style of the Vulcan God Hesa.

But, although he thought so, when Lu Xi confirmed that the mountains extending beyond the horizon in his sight, the countless beautiful statues and murals on one side of the mountain were not great works of art, but a cage that was so gorgeous that it was difficult for us mortals to understand, he still felt his scalp tingling.

"In other words, these are actually enemies imprisoned by the Fire God. They look like reliefs and murals, but they are actually alive. Well, no wonder they are so lifelike!" Lu Xi looked at the reliefs of the Bemon beast with its teeth and claws in front of him, and his tone was inexplicably more sighing and sighing. At that moment, he remembered the previous person who arrived here, Ulfstein, the "King of the Hills" among the twelve heroes of the Qiming War.

When this legendary hero with a very literary youth came here, he knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, bursting with tears, calling the long painting of the mountains hundreds of meters high and hundreds of miles long as the "Sky Gallery". He himself was a great warrior and leader, but he was also the greatest sculptor of the present. If it weren't for the Qiming War, he would rather have spent his life as a sculptor. This was the plains of his memoirs. So, at that moment, the dwarf hero who was shocked by this great wonder and shocked his soul and soul in an instant, he felt that he had almost found the only truth in life. If it weren't for the sake of the country and tribe, Ulfstein would have prepared to live under the mountains and spend his life pursuing this "the greatest art treasure house in the world, even the little bit of gold sand and gems fell out." The above description still comes from his own adventure notes.

"It's a pity that this is not a great treasure house of art, it's just a small willful willfulness of great violence. Haha, if you think about it carefully, no wonder the birds, beasts, insects, fish and characters on it, whether it's carving or painting, are all in a broken expression. Oh, fortunately, he never knew the truth until his death. A life where the three views and beliefs have been subverted must be unhappy!" Lu Xi sighed and looked at Panarcis beside him: "However, this should involve the most core secrets of some gods, right? How did you know, a fat snow leopard?"

"...Well, because of Osha! His mother, the great queen of the Black Dragon, and the Wing of the Silent Night, was imprisoned here after offending the God of Fire Hesa. The proud Queen of the Night Dragon could not tolerate his humiliation at all, so she chose to break herself and burn her soul. Osha was also crazy because of this. He wanted to avenge the gods, but he needed strength. So he chose that way of no return that would only bring sadness."

"...Oh, so that's what a sad story!" Lu Xi said casually.

"...Well, little master, have you forgotten even who Osa is?"

"...How is this possible! Aosha is the dragon clan villain who fell in love with you, and he unilaterally killed you. He was trapped in Songjiade. Later, he escaped but was blocked again. From his soul to his body, he was just sent away before he died. Except for the last bit, the whole dragon life was full of tragedy, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that funny guy, but you really forgot about him, right? Otherwise, what does that subtle pause mean at the beginning?"

Lu Xi pretended that he hadn't heard it, and once again looked at the mountain painting in front of him with interest. Just now, he was shocked by this most spectacular artificial creation in human history, and felt as if he had seen the whole world. But now, through those beautiful, detailed and vivid lines, Lu Xi saw endless pain and despair.

The world is still the world, but it is a world like hell.

"History has long been recorded. The Vulcan God Hesa ​​is a guy who holds great grudges, but I never thought it would be exaggerated to the extent." Lu Xi put his palm on his eyes and looked over, but he still couldn't see the end extending beyond the horizon: "In other words, all of them are his enemies? Oh my, even if it's calculated for 100,000 years, it's really exaggerating!"

Panarcis laughed dryly, and wanted to say something, but heard a voice coming from the stairs: "It's not just the personal grudge of the fire god Hesa... Although it was built by Hesa's orders Lofi, it is actually a prison for the rulers of the entire Sky Palace to detain and punish "sinners"! The materials on the scroll were indeed only Hesa's opponents at first, but they were soon filled with various "blasphemers" and "criminals"! Interestingly, everyone knows the Taltas Prison used by the ancient gods to suppress the sinned gods, but the existence here has almost been destroyed in the long river of history."

The fat snow leopard's hair stood up again and rolled and crawled behind Lu Xi. Well, even though he had just passed the Demon God, when facing an emergency, this has always been the standard emergency response of the fat snow leopard.

In comparison, Lu Xi just glanced indifferently in the direction of the voice, without showing off his weapons, nor did he make any warning moves, as if he had just met a passerby who was talking to him.

"I thought you would wait for me to walk up and have another sneak attack or something." Lu Xi smiled and said, "This is usually a must-have setting for villains to appear."

"You seem to have determined that I was an enemy from the beginning? Why can't you think that I have prepared a banquet on it and are waiting to make a good friend with you?" The other party said, and walked slowly down the stairs.

"We don't have to fight this puzzle." Lu Xi said in a natural tone: "I say you are the enemy, then you must be the enemy! There is nothing to reason about."

As the footsteps stopped, the figure in the robes stood still about ten meters away from Lu Xi. This was also the first person that a person and a cat met after entering this divine realm, or taking off into the deep mountains of Hegaros.
Chapter completed!