Fengyue keeps her word.
After learning that Alan has obtained the essence of the Golden Titan's bloodline, he takes him into the riverside cabin again.
He agreed to pick him up from the quarantine in thirty days, and then left quietly.
After seeing Fengyue off, Alan walked out of the cabin and found himself under the vast and empty starry sky.
Adjust the direction of gravity and fly straight to the Blood Galaxy.
Blood Galaxy, the border between reality and meditation.
Meditating by the river will double your efficiency.
The specific number of times the increase depends on how close you are to the Bloodline Galaxy.
However, the closer you get to the Bloodline Galaxy, the stronger the mental pressure caused by the billions of ancestral spirits in the river.
If you are not careful, your will will collapse and you will revert to being a demon.
Allen used the 7th level of soul-soothing meditation to resist mental interference.
When you feel like you can't hold on any longer, stop immediately.
Alan plans to practice by the river for thirty days, which is equivalent to five years of practice in the outside world!
During this period, he not only had to initially integrate the blood of the Golden Titan, but also had to strive to advance to the late sixth level.
Calming his mind, Alan began to meditate.
Being by the river, there should be many ancestral spirits for him to merge with.
However, unexpectedly, the Titan ancestors that Alan sensed were very rare.
Most of them are bronze titans.
Silver Titans are rare.
As for the Golden Titan, after searching for half an hour, he only sensed one ancestor spirit.
Alan vaguely realized that there was something wrong here!
Something is wrong!
The Titans once had a glorious history.
From the Golden Age to the Silver Age, and then to the Bronze Age, the Titans were active in all areas of the Warlock world.
It was not until the end of the Bronze Age that the Titans were severely damaged in the decisive battle with the Dragons and replaced by mixed-race giants, and then they withdrew from the stage of history.
Such an ancient race that has existed for countless centuries should have millions of ancestral souls returning to the bloodline galaxy. Why can't I sense them?
Alan pondered and guessed there were two possibilities.
First, the more powerful the ancestral spirit, the more likely it is to lurk deeper in the bloodline galaxy.
A warlock who is not strong enough is not qualified to establish telepathy with him.
Second, in addition to blood and the galaxy, the soul has other destinations, such as the kingdom of God created by the gods.
Will the Titans, at some stage, collectively convert to a certain god and return their souls to the kingdom of God after death?
With doubts in mind, Alan released mental fluctuations and merged with the only golden Titan ancestor spirit he could sense.
Enter the Bronze Age where the Titan ancestors lived.
…
The young and handsome golden Titan was shirtless, his hands trembling as he held the adamantium giant axe.
The execution platform was surrounded by a crowd of people watching the execution.
In addition to the Titans, there are many more giants of various skin colors.
In this era, the Titans have declined.
Titans of pure bloodline, even bronze Titans, are already very rare.
The Titans, as a nation, have, in a statistical sense, transformed into a race of giants.
Atreus, the executioner who was in the spotlight of everyone, had not yet realized...
He is the last naturally born Golden Titan.
After him, there was no more Golden Titan in the world.
Atreus' parents and brother were all Silver Titans.
In the entire family, he is the only Golden Titan!
Such a rare genius is naturally eagerly anticipated by the tribesmen.
People's expectations have caused unbearable mental pressure on this young man.
Atreus' greatest fear was doing something wrong, or performing poorly, and disappointing his family and friends.
He always strives to do everything to perfection.
Although I had already felt overwhelmed, I dared not say a discouraging word for fear of disappointing everyone.
However, he never expected that he would be appointed as the executioner by the elders and asked to chop off his brother's head with his own hands!
Atreus loathed this task from the bottom of his heart.
He didn't want his hands to be stained with his brother's blood.
However, he did not dare to disobey the orders of the elders.
Even though those arrogant and stubborn old guys were just Silver Titans and their bloodline was far less noble than his.
Contrary to his tall and strong image, Atreus is actually an introverted, shy and somewhat weak boy.
Growing up, he was used to being an obedient child.
After his parents died in a war with a dragon, his brother Atlas became his guardian.
Atreus habitually consulted his brother on everything.
However, Atlas did not like his brother's timid character and repeatedly encouraged him to follow his inner guidance.
Don't be led by others like a donkey, and don't be afraid of other people's eyes and comments.
"But...what if I act according to my own ideas and cause trouble?"
Atreus asked his brother anxiously.
"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. You can't just not drink water because you're afraid of choking to death, right?"
Atlas smiled and encouraged his brother.
"You must make a decision that convinces you, Atreus. If you are proven wrong later, it is better to admit your mistake like a man and bear the consequences than to regret it!"
Atreus has been trying hard to practice his brother's teachings.
But he gradually realized that he was just imitating his brother poorly. Could this be considered showing his individuality?
Before he could figure out the mystery, his brother got into big trouble and committed a capital crime!
According to the code of the Titan clan, only the Golden Titan is qualified to execute the Silver Titan who has committed a capital crime.
As the only golden Titan in the clan, Atreus was forced to pick up the axe and execute his brother in public.
The executioner had already blown the horn, urging him to act .
The people watching below the stage were also expecting him to take action.
Atreus' hands were shaking.
He knew his brother had committed a capital crime.
But that's his brother!
He couldn't bear to do it!
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the crowd began to make a commotion and whisper.
The elders also looked gloomy.
Everyone can understand the pain of fratricide.
However, as the Golden Titan, the future leader of the Titans and Giants, people will not allow Atreus to be weak!
He must possess a will far stronger than that of ordinary people, and must not waver under any circumstances. Otherwise, how can he win the support of the people?
If he can't do that, he will be unworthy of his noble bloodline and people's expectations.
"Go ahead, Atreus."
On the execution platform, Atlas, who was bound by shackles, spoke.
"I don't think I'm guilty, but... my brother, you have no choice."
"When you see Barcelissa, remember to tell her for me... Although she never responded to my feelings, I never regretted falling in love with her... If possible, please take good care of her for me."
His brother's comfort gave Atreus a reason to be weak.
As he had done countless times before, he chose to go against his own will and obey the orders of others.
Because in this way, no matter the result is good or bad, he does not need to bear the responsibility and consequences.
The giant axe fell and blood splattered.
Atreus seemed to have been drained of all his energy and dropped his bloody hands dejectedly.
The cheers from the crowd made him feel dizzy and nauseous.
In the end, I killed my beloved brother with my own hands.
Of course he can find all kinds of excuses to exonerate himself.
But deep down, I have to face self-blame and frustration.
Especially the feeling of frustration, which is stronger than ever before.
The death of his brother meant that Atreus's attempt to become a responsible and individual man had completely failed.
He had thought about protecting his brother regardless of the consequences, even at the cost of his own life.
But he eventually gave in and backed down.
The world has become dark since then.
"What's the point of living for someone like me?"
Atreus thought dejectedly.
He even hated his noble golden bloodline.
If I were not a golden Titan, but just an ordinary bronze Titan, or a lower-level giant.
Then he will not be the focus of everyone's attention, nor will he become the future leader that people have high hopes for.
As an ordinary person, there is nothing wrong with him even if he is a coward.
However, his outstanding talent and noble bloodline did not allow him to have any spiritual weaknesses.
Otherwise, he would be wasting the talent given to him by God.
Atreus did not like to play the role of a genius in the eyes of others.
In fact, he also knew deeply that he could not meet people's high expectations.
But what can he do?
Standing before his brother's body, Atreus felt lost and exhausted.
Especially when the elders praised him for his integrity and selflessness...
Atreus finally couldn't stand the strong feeling of nausea and vomited in public.
There was a sudden silence around the execution ground.
Atreus vomited and had to hold back tears.
As a golden titan, vomiting in public is embarrassing.
If you can't help crying out loud, you will lose all your face.
He exposed his true nature as a coward in front of everyone and became a laughing stock.
Rather than living like this, I might as well just die!
Dark thoughts filled Atreus' mind.
Just when he was at his lowest point, Alan's will took advantage of the situation and took control of the golden Titan's body.
"Ahem... Sorry, I'm being rude."
Alan stopped vomiting and apologized to the crowd.
"I would rather kill a thousand dragons than have my hands stained with the blood of my loved ones."
"Killing people outside of a battlefield, especially your own family, really makes me sick!"
"Your Highness Atreus, we all understand that you don't want to execute your brother, but according to the code..."
An elder trying to teach the young Golden Titan a lesson.
"Shut up!"
Alan snapped.
"I haven't finished speaking yet, who allowed you to interrupt?"
The elder's face changed in shock.
"The Silver Titan dared to offend the Gold Titan. Is this in accordance with the ancestral teachings? According to the code, how should it be dealt with?"
Alan's series of questions made the elder sweat on his forehead.
Under pressure, he had to apologize in public and surrender.
Alan used this old guy as a punching bag to calm the ancestral spirits' resentment a little.
Afterwards, he ordered his servants to collect Atlas's body and bury him with honor.
After integrating with the ancestral spirit, Alan changed his previous weak style and tried hard to show his strong side.
Finally, he eliminated the negative impact of vomiting in public and consolidated his position.
However, Allen was not at peace.
The tragedy of the ancestor spirit he merged with, the Golden Titan Atreus, had just begun.
Today, Atreus was forced to cut off his brother's head.
The elder brother's crime was that he was bewitched and brainwashed by an evil dragon, spreading heresy and trying to overthrow the ancestral caste system .
Who could have imagined that just one year later, Atreus himself would be charged with the same crime and face a death sentence.
…
The Titan ancestor spirit that Eren fused with lived in the so-called "Bronze Age".
In fact, the gods and the ancestors of sorcerers are the real protagonists of this era.
The war between the two sides has lasted for a whole century.
It was common for the two opposing camps to kill each other.
The war is sweeping the world and no one can stay out of it.
Even the self-important Titans and Dragons had to choose sides.
The Titans and the five-colored dragons are all proud of their bloodline and worship the founder of their tribe.
Annan, the god of Titans and giants, and Tiamat, the goddess of the five-colored dragon clan, are also hailed as gods, but they are first and foremost the creators of the world.
This type of highly humanized "racial god" did not design a set of religious theories, write biblical books, or have any interest in establishing a church or spreading doctrine.
As gods, they are worshipped almost exclusively by their own people.
The five-colored dragons worship the dragon mother Tiamat, and the giants worship Annan, the father of giants, not out of ideological resonance.
This is because the other party is his bloodline ancestor and the source of his own extraordinary power.
If they believe that their idol is the savior, then only their own family members are eligible for salvation.
As for the universal gods and universal churches that treat all ethnic believers equally, neither the giants nor the dragons are interested.
It can be imagined that the five-colored dragons and the Titans are actually worshipping their ancestors rather than gods in the religious sense.
This is essentially the same thing as the warlocks honoring the ancestor who gave them their extraordinary bloodline.
Therefore, the five-colored dragons and the Titans are both considered to be natural sorcerers.
During the war, the two old enemies were both classified as the Originals.
Although the two sides have never fought side by side as allies.
However, in this era, there are not only five-colored dragons in the world.
The Metal Dragon Clan is also a force that cannot be ignored.
Unlike the five-colored dragons, the kind-hearted metal dragons hate the caste system advocated by the five-colored dragons and giants.
They are proud of being dragons, but do not discriminate against other species.
The Metal Dragon Clan does not believe that only metal dragons are qualified to worship their creator, the "Platinum Dragon God" Bahamut.
Humans, dwarves, elves... any creature that identifies with the just cause can worship Bahamut, become a priest or even a paladin of the Platinum Dragon God, and gain the respect of the metal dragon clan.
Obviously, the metal dragon clan is different from the five-colored dragons or giants, and is more inclined to universal beliefs.
Naturally, the metal dragons were classified as part of the gods' camp and became enemies of the Titans.
Atreus, the ancestor spirit that Alan merged with, was taught to hate dragons since childhood.
The elders warned him that the evil of the five-colored dragons was only superficial and anyone could see that these giant dragons who were keen on burning, killing and looting were a group of villains.
However, what we should be more vigilant about are the metallic dragons, which are more insidious hypocrites than the colored dragons!
On the surface, metallic dragons claim to be kind and uphold justice, and rarely hurt others for no reason.
However, their minds have long been occupied by heresy, and they always seize every opportunity to instill fallacies into others.
Trying to persuade the warriors to give in to the weak, trying to degrade the nobles to the same status as the untouchables!
Unfortunately, Atreus' brother is a negative example of a person who was poisoned by the metal dragon ideology.
Atlas fell in love with a woman named Basilisa.
Basilisa's public identity is the Elf Queen of the White Deer Forest.
In reality, she is a silver dragon disguised as an elf, a cleric of Bahamut.
The silver dragon race is so despicable.
Although it is a dragon of noble blood, it always likes to transform into a weak human or elf and live among people.
Even fall in love with humanoids, start a family, and have children.
The elders believed that Silver Dragon's behavior could only be attributed to his lustful nature and his willingness to debase himself!
Young Atreus did not understand why the elders reacted so violently.
The Titans, nominally, do not intermarry with other races.
However, this ancestral precept has long been in name only.
Otherwise, where did the world's first stone giants, frost giants, fire giants, cloud giants and storm giants, as well as the hill giants that the Titans don't want to mention, come from?
It's just that the difference in size and appearance between the Titans' inter-race marriage spouses is not as big as that between silver dragons and humans or elves.
However, there seems to be no essential difference.
Later, when he was older, Atreus gradually understood that the Titans believed that they had no choice but to marry other races, and deep down they looked down on their spouses of other races and felt that they were wronged.
They look down upon giants born from interracial relationships.
The caste system in the giant society is actually a concentrated reflection of this chain of contempt - the more a giant resembles a Titan, the nobler his caste.
The metal dragon clan, represented by the silver dragon, does not intermarry with other races with the mentality of giving alms or compromising themselves.
I just simply like each other.
Mixed-race children will not be systematically discriminated against in the metal dragon clan.
The silver dragon Basilisa lived in the White Deer Forest for many years as an elf. With her powerful magic power and prestige, she became the queen of this elf tribe and founded the Church of Bahamut.
Out of curiosity, Atreus' brother cast a spell to transform himself into an elf and went to listen to Basilisa's sermon.
As a result, he was not only captured by Basilisa's stunning beauty, but his thoughts also changed under the influence of the silver dragon.
When he returned to the Titans, he actually had the crazy idea of ​​abolishing the caste system!
Of course, Atlas's heretical ideas could not be widely accepted among his people.
The elders believed that he had been brainwashed by the evil dragon and publicly executed him for the crime of treason, and he ultimately lost his life.
Atreus was also implicated by his brother.
A few days after he personally executed Atlas, he received the commission from the elders.
Let him go to the White Deer Forest, capture the evil dragon Basilisa who bewitched Atlas, and execute her to avenge the shame she brought to the Titans!
With the strength of the Golden Titan, it should not be difficult to capture an adult silver dragon alive.
However, Allen doesn't think this is an easy task.
Basilisa is not only a silver dragon, but also a priest of the Dragon God and the queen of the elves.
In addition to her dragon vein innate spells, she is also proficient in divine magic, and is surrounded by a large group of devout elven believers.
I don't think Basilisa will surrender, so don't expect to fight her one-on-one.
So before going out, Alan disguised himself.
The Titans are born with the ability to transform.
Can transform into the appearance of a humanoid or giant.
In order to keep a low profile, Alan turned into an old warlock with gray hair and beard.
He was wearing a grey robe, a pointed hat, and holding an oak staff.
Now that I’ve become like this, it’s not quite appropriate to call myself a handsome guy.
Alan gave himself a pseudonym, Gandalf.
After everything was ready, Alan said goodbye to his tribe and set out on his journey alone.
In front of the elders, he patted his chest and guaranteed that he would capture the evil dragon and execute it within a month.
In fact, this is just talk.
Alan's ancestor's spirit was ordered to capture his brother's lover, and he was still struggling in his heart, feeling sorry for his brother's spirit in heaven.
If he showed mercy and let Basilisa go, he was worried that he would return empty-handed and would not be able to report to the elders.
So, in real history, the ancestral spirits wandered outside for more than half a year.
Most of the time he secretly observed Basilisa, like a creepy stalker.
Whenever Ms. Silver Dragon encountered trouble, he would appear in the image of an old sorcerer to help her solve her problems.
After a while, he and Basilisa became good friends who could talk about anything.
It was natural that I fell in love with this beautiful and kind female dragon.
Like his brother Atlas.
From this moment on, the tragedy of his life was doomed.
Eren is no weak and shy Atreus.
Emotionally, he sees things more clearly than the ancestors.
If you want to make up for the regrets of your ancestors during their lifetime and achieve perfect meditation, there is only one principle: boldly pursue Basilisa!
Don’t the ancestors know what they want?
But in the end, he still couldn't take this forbidden step.
In addition to the enemy-enemy confrontation and the prejudice instilled in me since childhood, the main reason is that I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. I feel that pursuing my brother's lover before his death is an immoral behavior.
Allen had no such scruples at all.
He has no pretentious moral purism.
I have no prejudice against metal dragons.
Rather, as a time traveler, he admired the Silver Dragon Basilisa's tolerance towards weaker races more than the Titans who advocated bloodline theory and caste system.
As for how to report to the elders?
Alan didn't care about this problem that once troubled the ancestors.
Just make up a bunch of nonsense, for example, after he killed Basilisa, her body fell into the crater and burned to ashes...
If any elder doesn’t believe it, just go into the crater and check it out yourself!
What can the old guys do if they know he is making up stories?
Silver Titan, dare you question the noble Gold Titan?
He is the only and irreplaceable Golden Titan in the world!
This status ensures that he has the right to be a little willful.
Unfortunately, Zu Ling never used his noble status to exercise his privileges and live a willful life.
He is too thin-skinned and cares too much about what others think.
In order to satisfy others , I would rather put myself in a difficult position.
Allen felt that the greatest tragedy of Zu Ling was that his character did not match his identity.
It is like a pure artist being pushed to the throne, which is not a good thing for him or the subjects under his rule.
It was already late at night when Alan teleported to the White Deer Forest.
From the depths of the forest, flames shot up into the sky.
The sound of shouting and killing came with the wind.
Alan frowned slightly, holding the wooden stick, and flew into the air.
The Titans are born with the ability to ride the wind.
Soon, Alan floated over the melee zone.
The elves' village is under siege.
The attackers were a group of ugly and ferocious orcs.
It is estimated that the number is no less than two or three hundred!
The number of elves guarding the village is much smaller.
Hiding in a burning house, shooting arrows out of the window in despair.
Alan landed directly in the middle of the fire.
The level 5 fire resistance absorbed from the red dragon is enough to offset the burning flames.
Alan waved the wooden stick and pretended to cast a spell.
In fact, it draws magic power to activate ice-based martial arts.
Expanded Super Magic!
Super shaping magic!
Ice Soul Freezing Wave!
Swish!
A pale ice ring radiated out and instantly extinguished the fire.
The elves who were struggling in the fire were all included in the protection zone of the "Shaping Super Magic" and were not harmed by the cold.
At the edge of the fire, many orcs were frozen into ice.
The look of astonishment was forever frozen in the ice sculpture.
There was a group of orcs outside. They realized that someone was disturbing the situation, cast a spell to put out the fire, and immediately surrounded them.
"You old man, you dare to meddle in my business, you're dead!"
The orc leader waved his mace and shouted.
Alan turned around and glanced at him calmly.
The golden pupils flashed with brilliant electric light!
Crack!
Alan's sight turned into two bolts of lightning, which struck the orc leader, instantly burning him to charcoal.
This is not the end yet.
With the orc leader's corpse as the origin, countless arcs of electricity shot out in all directions like shining whips.
Crackling!!
All the orcs within a hundred feet were mercilessly whipped by arcs of electricity, and their screams echoed through the night sky.
Hundreds of orcs died in an instant!