As the Balor Demon emerged from the cracks, the entire tower was completely reduced to powder like a collapsed snowdrift.
The old man was lifted up by an invisible force and slowly floated in front of Balor's eyes.
"Just in time, I have this time." Balo Yanmo stared at him and said slowly.
The old man was lifted up by the power of the Balor Demon and had no power to resist.
He smiled.
"It's been too long. When should I start talking about it? Let me think about it..."
The old man murmured to himself, "Oh, by the way, we should start from the ancient Byron Empire period."
He fell into memories.
"At that time, the rulers of this continent were not humans. We humans were very weak at that time. Spellcasters and knights were all extraordinary paths that appeared later.
At that time, the orcs dominated the entire continent with their powerful bodies and abnormal reproductive abilities. The elves occupied the endless Morne Forest, while humans lived in the cracks between the two races.
To be honest, the humans at that time were not much better than the goblins today."
Balo Yanmo looked at him quietly without any impatience.
"Later, the ancient Byron Empire was established. It was established by mankind's first spell caster. He was not only the pioneer of spell casters, but also the savior of mankind!
He opened up the path of a spellcaster, and humans began to master extraordinary powers, gradually establishing a foothold on the continent. Even, with their amazing reproductive capabilities, humans became one of the overlords of the continent.
Later, the spellcasters opened up new extraordinary paths, knights!
Compared with spellcasters who require higher qualifications, the path of knights seems to be easier. Even if they cannot become extraordinary knights, it is not difficult for ordinary people to become a high-level knight as long as they train hard.
That period was the most united period for mankind.
Knights respect spellcasters, we follow them, and are even willing to sacrifice our lives for them. Spellcasters selflessly protect humans and knights.
Although we humans were not yet the overlords of the continent at that time, I felt that humans at that time were invincible.
Later, we became the overlord on the continent, the orcs were almost exterminated by us, and the elves were driven to the southernmost part of the Morne Forest, unable to escape.
At this time, the first civil war broke out in mankind, the war between spellcasters and knights!
There is no doubt that the caster won.
They demoted the knights into slaves, and almost every knight was controlled by them with a soul contract. They controlled the life and death of the knights at will!"
Speaking of this, the old man became excited. After a while, he calmed down.
"This period is called the Magic Empire period! It is also the period when you were sealed."
The old man looked at the Balor Balrog calmly.
An inexplicable aura was eroding his body, and the old man's withered face gradually rotted away, but he remained unmoved and continued to talk.
"During this period, countless knights resisted the spell caster, but the spell caster was too powerful. In addition, the knight's path itself was opened by the spell caster, and it was an imperfect path.
We have been suppressed.
Later, as the paths of spellcasters were continuously improved, they became more and more powerful, becoming fifth-level spellcasters, sixth-level spellcasters, legendary mages, and even demigods!
You should be very impressed by this demigod, right?"
The old man looked at the Balor Balrog.
For the first time, the aura of the Balor Fire Demon became fluctuating.
Obviously, the old man poked its sore spot.
The old man ignored it and continued: "Later, the casters discovered that no matter what they did, they could not live forever. Even if they used various methods, they could only delay their aging. At most, they would turn into human beings in a few hundred years.
dust.
These proud spellcasters simply could not accept that they had become dust. At that time, the spellcasters had already discovered that there were other planes outside our world.
They want to complement the extraordinary path of the spellcaster.
So, they thought of us.
Countless knights were used as living experimental materials by them, and no one knew how many knights died.
We hate them! But we are too weak.
It wasn't until three thousand years ago that things took a turn for the better.
We accidentally obtained a corpse. No one knows the origin of this corpse. We speculate that it should come from other dimensions.
We who can only become sky knights at best finally have the opportunity to transform again.
Blood Knight! This is the name we gave this transformation!"
Balo Yanmo looked at the old man who was wrapped in black aura, and said slowly: "No wonder, I felt a special aura on your body. It turns out... it's the corpse of a god!"
The old man seemed to have lost his mind, and could only continue to narrate slowly: "But, even if we become blood knights, we are still too weak compared to the legendary mages of the Magic Empire!
Until one day, the seal of the Holy Land broke! All thirteen mages from the Magic Empire rushed to the Holy Land to strengthen the seal.
We know the opportunity has come.
We sneak attacked them just as they were strengthening the seal!
But what surprised us was that even so, they still did not choose to fight back, but risked their lives to strengthen the seal.
At that time, we didn't know that this formation sealed you."
Black energy surrounded the old man, and his eyes slowly turned red.
"The Magic Empire, which lost the legendary mage, was finally defeated in our hands. We knights, after thousands of years, finally turned around.
We cheered and jumped for joy! Until we knew you existed.
As a result, this holy land became the current forbidden land, and the most powerful blood knights of each generation would guard here.
However, compared to spell casters, our knights' attainments in spells are too low. In the end, we still let you escape."
"So, you regret it?"
There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Balo Yanmo's mouth.
"No!" The old man's shriveled body swelled up again, his explosive muscles knotted, and his eyes turned blood red, "Even if we do it again, we will still choose to do this!"
"Because we hate them more than you!"
The old man said this last sentence almost through gritted teeth. Although he had not experienced that miserable history, he knew that history and fully understood the actions of his predecessors.
After saying this, the old man completely lost his mind.
He, no, its body has completely mutated.
A pair of goat's horns sprouted from his forehead, and demon wings tore open his back and ripped open his coat.
It turned into a miniature version of the Balrog.
However, this "small" is for the Balor Balrog. In fact, its height is more than four meters.
"I'll take your soul!" Balor Balor showed a ferocious smile.
The wrinkles on the old man's face slowly disappeared, layers of cuticles clung to his face, and a line of tears flowed down from his scarlet eyes.
"Hug...sorry..."
This voice is inaudible.
However, his apology was destined to be unheard by the world.
"roar!"
As soon as the old man transformed into the abyss monster, he let out a shrill roar, seeming to announce its arrival.
The entire Andes Mountains seemed to be silenced by this roar.
All the animals were trembling.
Including those evil creatures.
They felt an aura that was far more evil than themselves, coming from the forbidden area.