"Aren't you going to fight?" Seeing that the whole place fell silent under Heloise's fist, a giant turtle whose back was like a miniature mountain slowly spoke.
"No fight."
"Ashborn, are you going to call your father to take action?"
"When will you stop calling you father!"
...hearing this uniquely shaped giant turtle speak, many of the strange beast cubs laughed.
"Tch, I'm only at the gold level, and I can't restore such a large-scale landscape." The giant turtle snorted, looking helplessly at the damage caused by the battle between the soul-level titan Atreon and the blazing god Ilves.
The devastated land.
The ravines created by the sword energy and spear light from three hundred to one thousand meters long crisscrossed the ground, like ugly scars. There were also mountains with their upper parts broken into pieces around them, some with low
The hills were simply leveled.
"Ouch!" The big turtle looked up to the sky and roared. Then, the earth began to shake. Muria looked in horror at the majestic and majestic peaks in the distance rising slowly from the ground one after another.
Four turtle claws that were like giant pillars holding up the sky stretched out from under the mountains rising into the air. Then, a huge turtle head covered with thorny rocks slowly stretched out from the mountains.
"This is..." Muria saw this incredibly big turtle, and suddenly lowered his head to look at the giant turtle with a strange-shaped carapace not far away from him, and then looked up again.
Like a giant tortoise carrying dozens of mountains on its back, it suddenly woke up.
The appearance of these two turtles is basically the same. They belong to the same species. When the big turtle next to Muria grows up to be the same size as the giant turtle, the tortoise shell on its back will become like mountains.
Something happened that shocked Muria beyond words. Like a giant tortoise carrying mountains, it lowered its head slightly, glanced down at the fragmented ground beside Muria with its pale yellow eyes, raised its claws, and then
fall.
"Buzz!" The huge shock that Muria expected did not happen. Instead, an invisible wave spread as the giant turtle's claws landed on the ground, under Muria's stunned gaze.
The earth began to squirm as if it were alive, and the ravines hundreds of meters long began to close under this wave of fluctuations, and the rocks all over the ground that were shattered by the broken peaks also followed this wave of waves.
Integrate into the earth.
The mountains that were cut into half due to the battle between Atreon and the Seraph Goddess also changed. On the fracture, a section of the mountain peak began to grow like bamboo shoots from the end surface.
This piece of land that was shattered by the soul-level battle seemed to come to life under the claws of the giant turtle. All the wounds were healing, the broken mountains were growing, and the split earth was healing...
Everything in front of him is like a creation. It is far easier to destroy than to build. At the beginning, the battle between the Titans and the Seraph made Muria's heart surge, and she was envious of that kind of power. But now, Muria is being repaired by this kind of thing in front of her.
The power of the world impressed me.
"Rumble!" The mountains were roaring, as if they were shouting for their own rebirth. Muria stared blankly at everything in front of her. If it weren't for the fallen and broken trees on the ground, Muria would never have thought that something happened here.
Through the battle.
The landform changes caused by the battle on this land were all repaired by the giant tortoise carrying the mountains on its back. Such power made Muria fascinated and yearned for it.
"Let's go after reading this. I will help you choose a mountain to build a residence." After the giant tortoise lay down again and fell asleep amidst the roaring sound, Heloise patted Muria on the shoulder.
"What kind of creatures are they?" Muria asked Heloise with a shocked face. His dragon heritage and Titan heritage were all opened in sequence as he grew up.
Therefore, the inherited knowledge of Muria is not complete now. There are many legendary creatures in the clan that he does not know, because their number is too rare. There are only a few dragons in the entire world.
Even if you grow to the ancient dragon stage, you may not encounter creatures of this level.
Such a powerful and rare creature is obviously not within common sense, so Muria did not find relevant information in the dragon clan's inherited knowledge, and Muria could not recognize what kind of creature this giant turtle that could restore the landscape was.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you!" Heloise heard Muria's question and pointed at the giant tortoise whose back was like a miniature mountain: "No matter who you fight with in the future, you will have to hone your martial arts skills.
Yes, but I can’t find it.”
"Why?" Muria looked confused.
"Hey, because if you beat it, you will be very unlucky for a while." Troy, the white tiger on the side, couldn't help but said.
"What do you mean?" Muria still didn't understand. This sentence sounded like a threat.
"Let's make it clear to Muria." A green-scaled giant roc said impatiently after hearing the white tiger's dumbfounded description.
"In addition to martial arts and some language knowledge, there is nothing else in the inheritance of our Titans. Muria is a bit special, and there is also the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, but it is estimated that the information about the Land King Turtle has not been unblocked." Photographed by Titan Atreon.
He patted his head and said somewhat helplessly that he also felt desperate for the inheritance of his race.
"Let me start from the beginning. The existence you saw just now still has it." Heloise pointed at the magical turtle with her head raised high: "They all belong to the same creature, the King Turtle.
They first appeared at the end of the ancient times and are the direct descendants of a great being..."
Following Titan Girl's description, Muria gradually understood what kind of existence the King Turtle that had just taken action to repair the landscape was, and why he couldn't do anything to it.
This starts with the reason why creatures like the Lu Huang Turtle were born. In the early days of ancient times, various beings that were legendary as soon as they appeared were rampant in the world. There were some conflicts between them, and then battles naturally broke out.
The legendary battle made things like the vicissitudes of the world happen in this short moment. The mountains were leveled, the plains were turned into basins, and the vast blue lakes evaporated and turned into deserts...
In this way, legendary level battles have frequently changed the terrain of the world. The originally vibrant land has been reduced to a barren desert because of legendary battles.
The world has been greatly damaged in the conflict between powerful beings, and the natural recovery ability is far unable to keep up with the speed of destruction.
A long-lasting storm blew up on the sea, and space cracks that could not be healed appeared in the sky. On the earth, volcanoes erupted, and a large amount of volcanic ash was sprayed into the sky...
Under this situation, six special behemoths were born with the anger of the world. Each of them possesses the ultimate power in some aspects. With the assistance of some powerful races, the six behemoths suppress everything and cause extreme consequences to the world.
The existence of great destruction ended the chaos of the world.
However, this is not the main purpose of the birth of these giant beasts. The duty of these ridiculously powerful beings is to repair the devastated world. The world has given them almost the authority of creation, and they use their authority to repair the world.
The violent volcanoes were extinguished one after another, the space cracks in the sky were forcibly healed, the big storm that never went out day and night on the sea was calmed down, and the dead land where life was extinct was re-given life by these six beings...
"So that giant turtle just now was one of the beings who restored the world?" Muria asked curiously after listening to Heloise's story with excitement.
"That's its descendant." Heloise rolled her eyes helplessly when she heard Muria's question, "I don't know where the real land turtle is sleeping in Erathia."
"Are the descendants that strong?" Muria murmured while touching her chin, and then looked at Heloise curiously: "Then why can't you attack them?"
"Because those six beings restored the world, their descendants have all been favored by the world."
"Being favored by the world." Muria looked at the "little" land turtle with some curiosity. He was a little confused: "How did the world favor them?"
"You want to know?" The "little" land turtle, whose shell alone has a radius of fifty meters, looked at Muria and said with a smile: "Then let me tell you."
"There once was a god who wanted to kill one of my kin." Lu Huanggui smiled, but his tone was extremely cold, "Because that god lacked a defensive artifact, he fell in love with my weapon.
A tortoise shell of the same species, he wants to use the tortoise shell of our land turtle as raw material."
"What happened next? What happened to your compatriot?" Muria already had a bad premonition after hearing Lu Huanggui's tone.
"Dead. That god came down and took his entire church's followers to surround and kill my people." When "Little" Lu Huanggui said this, he could no longer hide the sadness in his tone, "Facing a group of
With the incarnations of gods, seven legends, and the siege of dozens of soul-level souls, my people fell like this."
"How...how could this happen?" Muria was confused. Is this the so-called blessing of the world? It causes the greed of the gods?
"Muria, do you know the final fate of that god?" Titan Atreon asked Muria.
Muria shook his head. He guessed that it was the actions of the gods that angered the ancestor of the King Turtle whose descendants were killed, and then this being who calmed down the ancient chaos took action.
"The moment he killed my compatriot, the god's power dropped from medium to weak." Before Muria could express his guess, the little land turtle gave the answer, which was completely consistent with the answer.
Muria thought very differently.
"Subsequently, the opponents of that god immediately united and launched a divine war. They invaded his kingdom and killed him." The little land turtle showed a cheerful expression and continued to tell: "And, here,
The moment a god fell, his name was erased by a powerful force. Except for some special beings, no living thing in the entire world, including his fanatical followers, could remember his name."
"Isn't this the same as complete destruction?" Muria was a little dazed. The most powerful thing about the gods is not how good they are in fighting, but their ability to survive.
Even the fallen god can still be resurrected and return in the long river of time as long as enough intelligent creatures believe in him. But if you don’t even know the name of the god, who will believe in him? This wave of operations directly makes this god