Chapter 270 The Game of the Ancient Gods

At this moment.

Although Captain Shanwang knew that he was doomed, a strange thought popped up in his mind: "In terms of insidiousness and cunning, I am no match for the Canglan people."

It thought that among the many people of the city-state, its cunningness could definitely be ranked among the top.

But compared with the Canglan people, it felt inferior from the bottom of its heart.

The next second.

The expected attack came.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder.

The captain felt a terrifying force enveloping him.

At this time, it was at the transition point of "the old power has been exhausted and the new power has not yet been born".

The strength that can be mobilized is less than one-tenth of the normal level.

It can only rely on its own physique and the ice armor on its body to resist the enemy's attack.

Another thought popped up in the captain's mind: "It's really worthy of being a Canglan person. It always calculates everything so perfectly."

Then.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The captain was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

This was an unimaginable pain.

Every cell in his body seemed to be screaming "It hurts so much".

Then.

The captain lost the sense of key parts such as his limbs, shoulders, and tail.

It naturally understood that it was not that he could not sense it, but that these parts were blown up.

In other words, it was completely useless.

The captain could not bear it anymore and began to scream loudly.

"Ah~Ah~"

After several seconds.

The captain finally regained some consciousness and began to pant violently.

He opened his eyes and saw a figure that appeared dozens of meters ahead.

The captain was stunned for a moment, trying his best to endure the severe pain, and asked: "Are you the Canglan people?"

He did not want to embarrass the Shanwang clan, and did not want to show his weakness in front of the Canglan people, so he tried his best to maintain a calm demeanor.

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, his right hand moved slightly.

A broken cone tail without a tail needle appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This was the captain's cone tail.

The captain's vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a flash of anger and a hint of embarrassment in them.

Yang Fan looked at the cone tail and said with a smile: "This is a good thing!"

The captain felt more and more embarrassed.

For it, its tail was actually played in the hands of the enemy, which was a naked and huge humiliation.

"Woo~"

Yang Fan swung the cone tail and made a light sound.

He talked freely: "I just found that in the face of the resistance brought by the force, this cone tail can reduce the impact to a surprising level.

"The knowledge contained in the cone tail is very worthy of Canglan civilization to learn."

The captain groaned in pain, but immediately forced himself to hold it back, and said sarcastically: "The way Canglan people learn is to dismantle the cone tail of the Mountain King Clan?"

Yang Fan said as a matter of course: "If Canglan civilization is strong enough, we will definitely not mind doing this. "

He paused and asked, "If the Mountain King Clan found the passage to Canglan Star, would you let the Canglan people go?"

The captain did not answer.

Yang Fan spread his hands and concluded, "So, weakness is the original sin."

The captain nodded gently and agreed, "I agree."

Yang Fan suddenly grinned, "What are you?"

The captain was stunned for a moment.

"Woo~"

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded.

The cone tail swung over quickly, brushing past the captain's face.

A sharp spike accurately pierced a vertical pupil and dug out the eyeball.

"Ah~"

The captain wailed again.

Ice-blue blood quickly flowed out of its eye sockets.

Yang Fan's tone was full of contempt, "I'm just a beginner warrior. As a high-level warrior, you can't even beat a beginner warrior. Are you worthy of agreeing with me? "

In his dream, he witnessed several members of the Mountain King Clan digging out the hearts of Canglan people alive and eating them raw.

There were even many young children among them, and the scene was bloody and outrageous.

This primitive race was extremely cruel, so Yang Fan would torture them severely.

The captain lowered his head slightly, and the humiliation in his remaining vertical pupil became more and more intense.

Damn Canglan people!

As long as there is a chance, I must pass the information back to the city-state, completely destroy the Canglan civilization, and make all Canglan people the most humble slaves!

The captain raised his head, and the humiliation in his vertical pupil disappeared.

It said calmly: "Excuse me, your behavior just now is meaningless."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "No! Canglan people who know me know that I never do meaningless things. "

The captain's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Fan moved his right hand again.

A dark wooden sculpture with a Buddha face carved on the surface appeared out of thin air in the ice water.

The Buddha face originally had a sly look, but the moment it felt the ice water, it suddenly turned into a grinning look.

It couldn't help but shout: "It's so cold~"

Yang Fan asked curiously: "You are just a piece of wood, is wood also afraid of cold?"

The Buddha face looked obedient: "Supreme Master, my body is indeed made of wood, and I am not sensitive to temperature, but my soul can sense the environment. "

This thing looked around a few times and said: "I don't like cold environments. "

The captain looked surprised: "Is this a trick weapon?"

Buddha Face ignored the Mountain Royal Family, as if the latter did not exist at all, and still looked at his master with a flattering expression.

The captain was even more surprised.

It has seen many strange weapons in the city-state, but the characters of these things are worse than the last.

It has never seen a trick weapon be so respectful to its owner. The captain looked at the wood carving and then at Yang Fan. Suddenly he remembered the sentence "I never do meaningless things" and felt a little bad in his heart.

The woodcarving sensed the captain's thoughts and the master's thoughts, and then answered the captain's doubts: "When emotions fluctuate violently, the soul is often prone to cracks.

"Your mental power is quite strong. It's not easy to pry into your thoughts. Master stimulated you in this way, and I took the opportunity to find a crack in your mind."

The captain was shocked: "You are an eavesdropper."

The woodcarving looked at its owner and proactively explained: "According to the Mountain Royal Clan, an eavesdropper is someone or something that has the ability to listen to the soul."

It suddenly showed salivation: "Supreme Master, can I have a piece of meat?"

Buddha Face immediately emphasized: "Just a small bite is enough. It's the first time I encountered such delicious food, and I really can't help it."

The captain was shocked and angry.

This guy found out that he was extremely unlucky. He was treated as a slave by the Canglan people and was abused as much as possible, and was treated as food by the magic weapon.

But when people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads. The captain can only comfort himself that "a small mouthful" is not too much, and it will be over after he endures it.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Of course!"

The words just fell.

The captain felt a sharp pain coming over him and howled "ah" again.

It looked down and found that a large piece of its abdomen had disappeared out of thin air.

The captain wanted to scold his mother.

Is this called a "sip"?

Yang Fan asked: "Han Yuan creates countless ancient corpse spaces every year. The Shanwang Clan has obtained so many 'ancient corpse relics' from Han Yuan. Where did these relics go in the end?"

The captain tried his best to restrain his thoughts and not think about any information related to the ancient remains and relics, so as to avoid being listened to.

Because it knows that as long as the Canglan people obtain all the information they want to know from their brains, the other party will definitely kill them without mercy.

The longer you persist, the longer you will live.

Buddha-face glanced sideways at the captain and laughed: "You actually want to send information back to the city-state. It's so interesting!"

The captain turned a deaf ear.

Buddha's face added: "You may not know that the supreme master has made arrangements, and the master will help you send a distress message to the outside world."

The captain couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but cursed: "Canglan man, I will curse you forever!"

I don’t know where this guy is, but this treacherous Canglan man plans to use his own team to fish.

If another team sees the distress message and breaks into the ancient skeleton space, they will definitely be played to death by the Canglan people.

It had already estimated the Canglan people's insidiousness as high as possible, but it didn't expect that the Canglan people were more cunning than it imagined.

The captain quickly regained his composure and continued to maintain his spiritual defense.

The Buddha smiled: "Master, I just found another spiritual rift and found the answer you want from this fool's mind.

“The ancient remains and relics collected by each city-state were sent to a higher-level city-state, and finally gathered in the largest city-state of the Mountain Royal Clan, which is the so-called ‘Eternal City-state’.

"There are rumors circulating in various city-states that the three powerful demigods of the Mountain Royal Clan have been competing to see who can collect more ancient remains.

"I can be sure that the rumors are not groundless, otherwise the ancient skeleton space would not become the highlight of the Ice God's trial."

The captain couldn't help but said: "The news about the demigod's order has long been proven to be a rumor. Ordinary warriors like me can enter the ancient corpse space. How can you, the demigods, pay attention to such a trivial matter?"

Buddha's face curled his lips: "Only a fool like you would think this is a rumor. Have you ever thought about a question, why do some people associate demigods with the ancient corpse space?"

The captain ignored the woodcarving and mocked: "Canglan people, there is a high probability that your civilization has not even given birth to the first venerable person. You don't want to take advantage of the powerful demigods, do you? This is really ridiculous!"

Yang Fan didn't speak, just thinking.

The Buddha said unceremoniously: "Not only does Canglan Civilization have no sages, but the first knight has not yet been born, and the master is the first warrior of Canglan Civilization.

"As for you, as a small team of warriors from a powerful primitive race, you are being fooled around by a warrior who has just arrived from a new civilization. I really don't understand who is more ridiculous."

This is simply a critical blow that penetrates deep into the soul.

The captain is autistic.

But it cannot be refuted, because it is the fact.

A few seconds passed.

Yang Fan said slowly: "If my guess is correct, there is a high probability that the Ice God Trial of the Mountain Royal Clan involves the ancient gods' game."

The captain was confused.

What is an ancient god?

Buddha Face sensed the captain's thoughts and showed disdain: "It's a shame that you still claim to be the original powerful clan all day long, but you don't even know about it from the ancient gods."

It immediately explained: "The ancient gods are the creators of the original world. The original world is essentially the game of the ancient gods."

The captain was shocked.

Buddha's face became even more contemptuous: "You are really ignorant."

It looked at the master again and asked, "Master, what do you mean by the ancient god game?"

Yang Fan explained casually, "The ancient bones and relics that the Mountain King Clan is searching for, although there is an "ancient" in the name, are not ancient relics of a long time.

"In fact, I personally think that the more accurate name should be the relics of the gods, and the ancient bones space should be called the God's bones space."

"Because these relics are essentially derivatives of the ancient gods' divine power, the demigods of the Mountain King Clan attach great importance to them.

"It's just that the top strong men of the Mountain King Clan deliberately concealed this news from the middle and lower levels out of some concerns.

"I can be sure that there is a powerful ancient god standing behind the Mountain King Clan, and the demigods are just executing the orders of this existence. This is indeed not a rumor.

"And the real purpose of this ancient god's continuous collection of divine power items is most likely to weaken another ancient god.

"The Mountain King Clan found a divine bone space and searched for a few divine bones and relics, which did not have much impact on the other ancient god.

"But countless mountain kings have persisted for thousands and tens of thousands of years, searching every corner of the cold abyss, and can indeed significantly affect another ancient god."

The captain felt like he was listening to a fairy tale.

It instinctively thought that the Canglan people were talking nonsense, and the ancient gods and divine power were all unfounded conjectures.

But intuition told it that the Canglan people were not talking nonsense.

And logically speaking, this set of rhetoric can be regarded as logically self-consistent.

Yang Fan suddenly had an idea: "My previous guess may be wrong. The one who stretched out his claws towards the Arctic ice field may not have completely fallen."

The logic here is very simple.

If the ancient god of the ice field is really completely dead, why would the ancient god of the mountain king clan bother to do this?

This is obviously a game between the two ancient gods.

It is also the deepest secret of the original world.

Yang Fan gathered his thoughts and felt a little absurd: "I am just a small beginner warrior. Why do I worry about the ancient god?"

At this time

The captain couldn't help but ask a question: "Canglan people, what is the purpose of the two ancient gods fighting?"

From this question, this guy has already implicitly recognized the view of "ancient god game".

Yang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to it.

The wood carving laughed at him unceremoniously: "You poor frog in the well, now you hear the master's words, you finally open your eyes in this life, right?"

The captain's one-eyed vertical pupil flashed, and he wanted to punch the wood carving into slag.

Too cheap!

The wood carving continued to taunt: "Yo! You, a useless person without hands and feet, actually want to beat me? Besides, even if you are at your strongest state, you can't do anything to me."

The captain closed his eyes and stopped looking at the wood carving.

The wood carving smiled and said: "Let's go!"

The captain opened his one eye and was a little surprised: "Where to go?"

The wood carving smiled: "The master knows the information he wants to know and decided to send you on your way."

The captain was horrified.