Chapter 303 The Truth of the God Record

It seemed as if a piece of glass was broken, and the pictures in front of them were broken one after another. Roddy seemed to be standing in the darkness, her mind was empty, but a huge question suddenly emerged in her heart!

Why??

Judging from these memory fragments, humans and the dragon clan in ancient times are much stronger than the current ones!

In ancient times, there were so many human masters on that city wall, each of which had the strength of a high-level warrior and a great knight! If such powerful strength were placed in modern times... I'm afraid it would have swept across two continents long ago!

At least now, there are not so many masters among all humans.

Moreover, compared with the dragon clan in the memory fragments, the dragon warriors brought by Yarslan are really pitifully weak.

If these dragon warriors were as powerful as those of ancient times, I am afraid that today my own group of people would not even be left with scum!

What exactly is the reason that the races in this world seem to have weakened their strength??

As if in response to this question in his mind, Roddy saw a bright light suddenly erupting in front of him!

Then another picture flashed in front of my eyes...

The picture seemed a little blurry. I saw a slender man vaguely dazed against a huge, smooth rock like cold jade. Then he suddenly took out a book made of sheepskin from his arms.

I saw a broken wooden stick-like broken wooden stick suddenly transformed into the man's hand, and he quickly wrote it on the sheepskin booklet in front of him with one end of the wooden stick...

The tree stick seemed to carry a strong magical light. Every time he wrote a stroke, a trace of golden light shone out on the sheepskin. Roddy could not see the words clearly at all, but he could vaguely feel that these words carved with magic marks carried a powerful magic fluctuation...

Roddy was curious, and felt that the picture was getting blurry. She couldn't help but want to get closer to see it, but in this world of thoughts, she had no body. The thought in her mind moved, as if the picture was really approaching a little. Roddy was surprised and was about to continue to get closer, but the man who was copying it quickly with a wooden stick suddenly exclaimed, raised his head alertly, and seemed to glar at Roddy fiercely.

"It's you?" The man said clearly.

Roddy was surprised again. The memory fragments he saw were all relatively messy and broken, and there were rarely such clear sounds. Roddy was the first to react, thinking that the other party was talking to him.

Then the man's face became clearer and clearer, as if the once mist-like thing that had been shrouded on his face gradually dissipated. Looking at the thin face, Roddy felt a little familiar!

I saw the man seemed to be looking at him coldly: "I didn't expect that Lord Dragon God of the Dragon Clan was actually interested in it?"

Suddenly, his face changed and he sternly said: "Don't come over!"

The man raised the wooden stick like a tree stick in his hand, and quickly drank a magic spell from his mouth. With a scream, a golden light rushed out of the wooden stick. The golden light made Roddy's mind buzz, and the picture in front of him trembled violently.

It is conceivable that in the memory of this guy who calls himself the Dragon God, he must have a deep impression of this picture, otherwise he would not even have such vivid memories.

A black light shot over, barely blocking the man's attack. Then the man holding the wooden stick shook twice, but the wooden stick in his hand emitted a stronger golden light.

Obviously, the master of memory, the son of the demon dragon, and the guy who calls himself the dragon god, are fighting fiercely with the man holding the wooden stick, as if they are fighting for the sheepskin booklet in the man's hand.

Finally, Roddy suddenly heard a familiar voice, which was the voice of this guy who called himself the Dragon God!

"Moses, do you want to betray the gods?!"

Moses!! Roddy's mind buzzed and immediately understood! The man holding the wooden stick was the first pope, Moses!! It was the old man Moses he had seen in his mind!! No wonder he seemed very familiar to him!

And the wooden stick he held was indeed the Moses staff he had obtained!!

I saw Moses sneering when he was young: "God? It's ridiculous. Has the son of the demon dragon really willing to become a servant of the god? The word God is really ridiculous when you say it from your mouth!"

With a bang, Moses took a step back again.

At this moment, a strong beam of light shot down from the sky! The beam of light was impartial and hit Moses! Moses screamed, and the wooden stick in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and his body trembled and fell to his knees.

There seemed to be a thick, majestic and majestic voice in the sky.

"I blaspheme the gods, and I give you no words, and I will praise me if you speak!"

Seeing that Moses was struggling more and more, he was unable to say a word even though he tried his best...

Moses's body disappeared without a trace in a loud light. The Dragon God, the son of the demon dragon, smiled miserably, picked up the sheepskin booklet on the ground, and smiled and said, "Shenlu, Shenlu..."

But the huge change happened again! I saw a hand holding the sheepskin booklet, but a golden flame suddenly appeared on the sheepskin booklet, burning the palm violently.

With a scream of exclamation, the hand suddenly let go of the sheepskin booklet.

A sigh came from the sky, and the thick and majestic voice seemed to have a little helplessness: "This thing can be sealed and cannot be destroyed. I give it to it without seeing the sky, the earth, and the people!"

What exactly is the God Record? What is it recorded on it?

Why did I just remembered that question, and I just felt that the ancient human and dragon clans were stronger than modern times, and then I immediately drew such a memory about the "Shen Record" in my mind?

Could it be...Is the weakness of humans and the dragon clan related to that "Divine Record"?

Roddy felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer and could hardly help but shouted: "Yes...yes! So that's it!!"

Thinking of this, Roddy was all focused and stared at the "Divine Record" that fell to the ground. Suddenly, a light shone in the sky, and Roddy's mind was painful, and then when the eyes were dark, he could not see anything...

"ah!!!"

Roddy roared lowly and suddenly struggled to sit up from the bed. His head was covered in cold sweat, his face was even more red, and his chest was fluttering violently while his breathing was rapid.

"Awaken?" Old Mark's cold voice rang at the edge of the bed: "You have been sleeping for a long time in a coma."

"Coma?" Roddy's mind was still a little confused, and there seemed to be still some scenes in his mind that made people feel heart-wrenching on the battlefield of gods and demons in ancient times.

Have you fallen into a coma?

Roddy felt a sharp pain in his head, but he could still remember that he had just killed the guy who called himself the Dragon God, well, that is, the other son of the Demon Dragon. He then absorbed his spirit body and carried some of his memory fragments...

Speaking of which, the Demon Dragon had two sons killed by himself. In the mountain tribe in the southern empire, and this guy who called himself the Dragon God. Roddy let out a long sigh, feeling that every inch of his muscles seemed to be sore.

"Does it hurt?" Old Mark seemed to be smiling bitterly: "Sorry, we don't have magicians now and cannot perform healing techniques, so the injuries on our bodies are treated with drugs. It is normal for you to feel the pain."

"How long have I...I've been sleeping?" Roddy felt a little dry and bitter.

"Not long, two days." Old Mark raised two fingers: "In addition, I want to tell you one more good news, we are on the boat now."

Roddy could indeed feel the room as if it was rising and falling, as if it was in a cabin. He felt a little sore in his eyebrows: "Where are the others? Where is the Seit? Where is the Miaosi? They..."

"The good news is that they are all alive, and they are on this boat." Old Mark shrugged his shoulders, and there was no expression on his old face: "The bad news is that the hellish combination magic has some tricks. Until now, your lover who likes to wear black veil can't get out of bed, and he can't even stand firmly. Of course, that sow is almost the same."

"Sow...wait, are you talking about Princess Ruolan? You...have you taken her away?" Roddy's eyes widened.

"It's my idea." Seit's voice came from the door of the dim cabin: "It's obvious that it's not just the temple that wants our lives, but that King Sauron didn't have any kindness... So, with this princess, we can at least ensure a little safety. At sea, we don't have to be afraid of the temple, but at sea it's the world of the Sauron Navy!"

On the main peak of the temple, on the top of the highest tower, a giant bell that had never been ringing for many years suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then the sacred knights of the brigade rushed up from under the ladder. This urgently summoned golden giant bell was only allowed to be ringed at the most important moment of the temple.

Countless knights with bright armor stood around the square of the Gods Highness. The flags fluttered, and the killing aura set off the original sacred and solemn atmosphere even more astonishingly...

Although these knights who were trained quickly gathered together in serious and nervousness, most of them still had a little doubt in their eyes.

The golden bell that has not been ringed for hundreds of years was suddenly ringed. What big thing happened?

Has it been declared?
Chapter completed!