Demon King

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The Cold Night Mountain Range is the northernmost area of ​​Friega and occupies a small half of the continent. No one can cross the Cold Night Mountain Range from the land. The navigator sailed around the mainland and found that the northernmost part of Friega is a continuous mountain range with towering cliffs. , The ship could not be moored, and a cliff stretched into the ocean. The navigator named it "The Cape of the North" and recorded it on the world map.

The Cold Valley tribe is located deep in the mountains. It took Ivo for more than a month to transform into a white bear to escape the pretense of beasts and follow his memory to find the tribe.

Ivo looked at the gate of the tribe, inexplicably nervous.

After more than two years away, there was a hint of homesickness in my heart.

The demon statue outside the tribe has been repaired, and Demasia's dead appearance is vivid. (Old German: I can hear you!)

Ivo took a deep breath, settled, strode towards the tribe, approached the gate, and heard the breaking wind of the weapon waving and the immature roar, which was a bit familiar.

In the clearing next to the gate of the tribe, a six-meter-tall child wielded a warhammer and exercised his combat skills in a decent way. He looked familiar. Ivado looked at it twice and was immediately happy. This kid is not Chat. Yes, this guy is undergoing enlightenment training.

It was Bogotá’s boss who was instructing Chat. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of Ivo. His beard trembled, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Ivo?!"

"It's been a long time since I saw you, Boss Bogodo, you are still so short." Ivo laughed loudly, and quickly stepped forward and hugged Bogodo in a daze.

"Why are you back?" Bogotá was still a little confused.

"I miss the air in my hometown, the fragrance of flowers in my hometown, and the land in my hometown. I don't need a reason to go home."

"speak English!"

"I have something to ask the village chief..."

Pogodo was speechless, turning his head and shouting to the tribe: "All come out, Ivo is back!"

After hearing that, the members of the tribe came out with surprise and surrounded Ivo one after another.

"Yo, Ivo is back."

"The young man has grown taller."

"have not seen you for a long time."

At this time, the village chief pushed aside the crowd and said unhappily: "The expulsion of you by the tribe has not expired, how can you come back?"

Ivo chuckled, "Be comfortable with the village chief."

The village chief was speechless.

Do you dare to treat the tribal trial as farting? !

Anthony squeezed Ivo's shoulder and smiled on his face that had always been cold, "I'm very strong."

Uncle Ying uttered two words: "There is progress."

Lore said timidly: "Brother Ivo, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Ivo responded happily, and Chatter's tender roar suddenly sounded behind him, "Pick me a hammer!"

With the strong wind blowing behind him, Ivo turned his head to look, and Chat with a cruel expression, raised his hammer to hit him on the back.

Ivo didn't care, stretched out his hand to catch the warhammer steadily, and raised it high, Chatter was hung in the air, struggling, Ivo's palm was like cast steel, motionless.

"Let go of my hammer!" Chatter's face flushed and roared angrily.

"Warhammer... is used like this." With a twist of his wrist, Ivo easily took the warhammer, pointed at the sky, and twisted out a powerful shock wave. The air was rippled, and the snow on the surrounding trees fell down.

Ivo pretended to be a faint force and threw the warhammer back to Chat. Chat caught it in a hurry, with a dull face, shocked by Ivo's strength. He received two years of enlightenment training and was already an elite fighter. I thought it had narrowed the gap with Ivo, but now it seems that the gap has not only not become smaller, but has become a gap.

"Damn it, I will definitely surpass you!" Chatter said fiercely.

Ivo laughed and grabbed Chat's hair with his hands. "Little bastard, you can chase slowly."

"Humph!"

Berman came out more and more, grinning bitterly and patted the uncomfortable Chat on the head, "My boy hasn't changed at all."

Ivo nodded, glanced, and said strangely: "Where is my father?"

"Mock went hunting with the hunter team."

Ivo was furious: "My father has a lung injury, how can he go hunting himself?!"

Bogdo’s boss said helplessly: “There is enough iron in the tribe, the blacksmith shop is not doing well, and your family’s food is getting less and less, so Mok has to go out hunting by himself.”

Ivo smelled and touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

Maybe... I left too early.

You should accompany your father more.

Ivo shook his head, suppressed his emotions, looked at the people of the tribe, and asked doubts: "Have you all experienced the blessings of ancestors?"

All the tribesmen looked at each other, and Bogdo chuckled and said, "We have all experienced it."

Chater wondered: "What is the ancestor's blessing?"

Berman patted his head and said with a smile: "You are still young and it is not yet time."

There were memories on the village head’s face, and he sighed: "Blessed by the ancestors, what a distant memory. The souls of the ancestors will disappear during the second simulacrum fusion. Ivo, who is the ancestor who guided you?"

Ivo honestly said: "It's the'Pioneer's Left Hand' Guding Skye."

Many tribesmen exclaimed.

The village chief said earnestly: "This is your luck, take it well."

Seeing the tribesmen nodding their heads, Ivo confirmed that the ancestors' blessings really existed.

In his mind, Old German's face became ugly, he snorted and disappeared.

An inexplicable light flashed in Guding's eyes.

After the greeting, Ivo's face became serious, and he said solemnly: "The village chief, I need to talk to you."

...

In the village chief’s house, Lor poured a cup of hot animal milk for Ivo, blushing and ran away. Ivo smiled and shook his head. The little sister was still so shy.

"What is Lore's enlightenment training?" Ivo was a little curious.

"She is talented in archery, and Anthony is her enlightenment teacher." The village head touched his beard and smiled: "What do you want to ask me?"

After taking a sip of the mellow animal milk, Ivo sat down tightly and asked slowly: "Village Chief, do you know Sandhiti?"

The village chief touched his beard, did not speak, and his face was slightly puzzled. Upon seeing this, Ivo explained, "I broke into a ruin in Friega, and it turned out to be Sandhiti..." He explained the origin of Sandhiti I said it again, emphasizing that the unlocked item in the Sandhity Treasury's secret lock turned out to be the blood of the simulacator, Ivo solemnly said: "What the **** is going on, is there any historical record in the clan? We weren't we at that time? Has the clan already been sealed?"

The village chief twisted his beard, pondered for a long time, and slowly said: "It seems that you have come into contact with something incredible, maybe it's time to tell you about it."

"We are not the only race of mock-ups..."

The news was shocking, and Ivo was shocked.

The village chief slowly explained: "At the end of the dark age, Pioneer Ames decided to seal the clan and cut off from the world, but not all clansmen are willing to swallow the unwillingness in their hearts. We have an endless future, but because of other races’ Suspicion and greed, we bear three major curses, and the pioneers chose patience. The world is our enemy. Regardless of race or god, we may be strong, but not strong enough to be the enemy of the world. What determines the destiny of a race is the ability to reproduce , The first curse, let us lose the possibility of growing our ethnic group."

"But not everyone can extinguish the anger of hatred~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The pioneers chose to enclose the clan, while some people chose to take revenge. In a certain corner, there may also be another tribe of mock-ups. We don’t know anything about them. The Sandhiti you mentioned must have something to do with them."

Ivo frowned, and he got the answer he didn't want to hear. The Hangu tribe is not the only place where the impersonators live. He asked Guding in his mind: "Ancestor Guding, is this true?"

Gooding said slowly: "That's true. When Ames decided to enlist the clan, Halton led one-fifth of the clansmen and left us. Halton, like me, is the pioneer’s right-hand man, but his philosophy Unlike us, Halton believes that only blood can wash away the shame of our race. Maybe he is right. But the pioneer cannot take risks. He is responsible for the reproduction of the race. The fate of the Avengers is always full of risks, and the shadow of death is full of revenge. On the way, the pioneer is a great simulacator, he is not blinded by hatred."

Ivo was silent, tapping his fingers on his knees, digesting the information he heard today.

Another colony of simulacra...

(To be continued.) (Demon Royal Family..4848761)--(Demon Royal Family)