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The mortal can’t understand the World after all, even if his innate talent is superior, but just like a smart monkey can only be king in the monkey group, Darus used to be such a good promiser, but his descendant is I can’t see such a drop of blood flowing out of myself. This is the pure bloodline, the dirty blood flowing in the body of the Black Iron races, and the difference in the past with the glory of the past.

This is the sorrow of the world.

“The woman’s bloodline is also quite purified.” Brynhild, the head of Valkyrie, suddenly started talking. The low-pitched voice is like a whisper in the ears of everyone.

“It seems that the experiment of the Queen’s Majesty is not at all impossible,” Ciel replied.

Only Medissa didn’t care about this. Constance’s words made the Little Princess feel a little uncomfortable. She said: “Lord Thane didn’t rely on anyone. Before that, he didn’t even know that one’s own was born, he was only twenty. Even if I am in my clansman, it is enough to write an epic.”

“The arrival is not unprecedented.”

“I?” Medissa shook his head and said softly: “I can’t compare to Lord Thane. I can’t say it to Princess anymore. Clansman is not less devoted to me than anyone else.”

Ciel smiled and patted the shoulder of the little Her Highness the Princess. He said:

“The life of a person is like the star of the sky. We see the stars dotted the night sky, often overlooking the most dazzling rays of light. However, some people are born to shine an era.”

“Fools don’t know this, so history and books will be filled with myths and Legendary.”

This is a heavy age.

Everyone loses the favor of the gods.

Hundreds of millions of lights have been extinguished, and people have been admired for the sages. Difficult in the darkness, they built the kingdom and the city-state above the suffering, and lit the torch in the wilderness.

The glory of civilization, after all, is inheritance.

But people still have this or that mourning in the past, some people are indulging in the past, but some people are not willing to die in Enron’s memories.

Someone took a step, and some people first went to everyone. That’s it. After Miirna, there will be four empires standing on the earth.

The name of the first mover is engraved on the stone monument. However, the name of the millennium, the name on the stone tablet is still blurred.

Among the Holy Cathedral of the Wind Empress, in the holy palace of Faanzan, the two pairs of calm eyes are renewed with their indulgent colors. Outside the White Harbour, the bells echoed to remind the sails in the port to escape the storm.

William Pester looked at the blizzard of the sky. The huge body shape of the evil dragon Fucia is gradually diminishing, and her voice is heard from the snowy sky:

“Goodbye to our elemental boundaries. Buga people.”

The time has come.

Three hundred 70 years Vaunde has eight 40 seven promises, of which Chosen is thirteen. In the past 100 years, this number has increased to half. Since the First Era, the historical process seems to shine with the name of genius. Every dazzling star has profoundly changed the trajectory of this world.

But Brando didn’t tell The Silver Queen:

This is not a sign of the re-purification of the mortal bloodline. The era of the gods has long passed, and the Dragon of Darkness will not come again. Miirna’s country will become a fragmented word on the book, and a new era is coming. But it does not bring a glorious past.

It is a bloody war.

This is the m war of the world.

Brando raised the long sword, and there was a dazzling golden red rays of light between the debris and the debris. He cherished the opportunity of other people’s charity, but the people around him.

Unfortunately, he will not say it.

Because he understands that for some people, they are meaningless.

This is a truth that only a few people understand, summed up with tens of thousands of bloodshed and death.

The first thing that rushed to him was the Head Commander of the Flaming Knight group, the Richard of the Empire, who raised the sword, the Blade of Flame in his hand and the sword of Knights Captain, and then made a sharp sound, sparks from two The sword’s sword edge shines out, three swords in a row, and each of them takes a step back.

Hua la la, Ogos Prince pulled out half of the body from under the ruins, head and face filthy with grime. The slate climbed out and looked at the scene with red eyes. This is the war of Ji Realm, but he But I have never heard of it.

He has never suffered such a great suffering in his life, it is a shameful shame.

In the Vala, there is a father who is on his head, but no one here can control him. The flawed side of the Prince’s character, the flawless side, is magnified without restriction. His first thing is not To check the injury, go and explore one’s own sabre.

“I really have no eyes…”