Chapter 393: Dead god

"A civilization, whether weak or strong, is a perfect creation."
"Civilization is really something amazing."
Morin walked among the many Tur people. He looked at the Tur people who were all flushed and very excited, and he couldn't help but flashed such an idea.
It is true that the Tur civilization in the Mosang world is very weak, and it is not as good as the wizard world, but in these Tur people, Mo Lin feels a lot of things.
Is not only destruction, strength, struggle, but also a race, a civilization's last hope and struggle.
"But this is destined to be in vain."
Morin thought, shook his head involuntarily.
His perception was released, and he could clearly see that there were many wizards lurking in the surroundings. The wizards were deeply shocked by the behavior of the Tur people, but they still followed up and were doing things for the future. intend.
The wizards used to want to find the world force and the core of the world through the Tur people. They need the body of Stour. Now many Tur people can take them to help them find the body of Stour. It is really Nothing better.
And as the wizards gradually adapted to the Mosang world, they were able to use more and more witchcraft. Although they could not directly impersonate the native Tur, they could hide around and not be discovered.
Yes, the Tur people are very great at this juncture, but that's just it.
That's all.
The journey to find Stoel's body is very difficult and far away. The people of Tours are constantly moving forward. They have met many new monsters after the ice season.
The strength of those monsters is not particularly powerful, but they are new animals in the ice season, and they are very suitable for the environment in the ice season, so the Tur people want to kill them and continue to move, it seems quite difficult.
‘Pooh’, a huge snow wolf fell heavily on the ground, making a loud noise.
Morin slowly put away the steel knife in his hand, still dripping from the blood on the steel knife.
A young Tur man with a trace of childishness stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He looked like he was scared and stupid, and looked straight ahead. After a while, he reacted and gave out a horror. Cries.
"Brother, brother ..." The young Tur people looked at the blurry figure of the flesh that was shot on the ground by the paw of the snow wolf, and slowly crawled over, tears streaming out of his eyes. .
"Okay, Guess guess, your brother is asleep, we have to keep going."
A middle-aged man who looked quite mature and old-fashioned looked at this scene quietly. He reached out and patted the head of the Tur man, and a trace of intolerance appeared on his face. , We must continue to walk forward. "
"Uncle Bickern!"
The young Tur man held his dead brother's body and wept bitterly.
The middle-aged Tur man comforted him, and Mo Lin next to him just looked at the scene in front of him quietly. He simply said one or two sentences, and after commanding the middle-aged Tur man, he turned and left. No waves on his face.
This scene he has seen a lot in the past. While traveling, many Tur people are dying non-stop, but the will of all of them is very firm.
This is their only hope.
The future.
Many Tur people continued to move forward. Finally, in one night, many Tur people turned over a mountain and appeared in a large rolling mountain.
"This is ..." The Tur people looked at this scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.
The mountains are very huge, and they keep ups and downs. When you look carefully, the mountains seem to form a giant.
The large, endless mountains in front of him seemed to have formed after the death of a giant.
This is really scary.
"Yes, you guessed it right. The stretch of mountains in front of you was indeed formed after a person died." Amenzoso stood on the edge of a cliff, staring at the rolling mountains in the distance, said: " It was Stour, the so-called god. "
"Next, we need to enter the mountains and destroy the core of the so-called gods."
Amensozo said, reaching out, pointing to a mountain range in front that was not too high, and said, "Where is the place where we measured and hidden the core of the gods."
The people of Tur finally breathed a sigh of relief. After so long, they had died so many people. By now, it is almost a result.
Morin frowned, and in the distant mountains, he felt the strong but extremely ethereal world force.
Apparently, Amensozo was right.
Many Tur people wanted to leave at night, but Amensoso stopped them. He gave everyone a good rest and waited for the rest of the day before leaving.
Evening.
Wizards gathered together.
Mo Lin scanned carefully, and found that there were a lot of wizards, almost all came, Mo Lin did not see Margaret, Margaret said before, she now only wants to recover from the injury, Then she left Mosang World and returned to the Duchy of St. Thorns, so she didn't come.
"I didn't expect that the Tur people actually knew the body of the gods, and they took us with us." Dorothy looked at the many Turk camps not far away, and a slight smile appeared on his face. Stupid and backward civilized natives. "
"They, like this world, are destined to destroy under the glory of our wizards and then be conquered."
Dorothe clenched his fists and crackled, and a dull burst of sound came from his palm.
"Keep following."
Moline raised his eyes and said lightly.
Aaron and the other wizards did not speak, but nodded silently, agreeing.
The wizards have met many times, and Moline has also expressed his opinions. Other wizards have gradually learned about Moline ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Knowing that he is a very powerful wizard, and his strength is not weak, and he and Helan Mary they are friends, so slowly Morin also has a certain position and right to speak among the wizards.
"Of course, of course." Dorot looked at the scene in front of him and shrugged, the smile on his face did not know whether it was a smile or something else.
The Tur people rested for one night. The next day, they set off again, and after a long walk along the winding mountain road, they finally stopped under a seemingly plain foot of the mountain.
Wow, as the two strong Turks kicked out, the snow immediately spread out, revealing one of the deep caves.
"Okay, let's go." Amenzoso stood on the stone, he held a torch, shouted at the Tur people below, and then walked in first.
The Tur people did not speak. They followed behind Amenzo, looking excitedly around, and gradually walked in.
Soon, all the blazing flames disappeared into the deep night.
Silence around.
Molin was beside Amensotho. He looked at Amenzoso's firm face and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"We are ..." he asked with some doubt.
"Bininana!"
"I am sorry."
Amensozo suddenly turned his head, he looked straight at Morin, a little silent.
He patted Mo Lin's shoulder vigorously, and said in a deep tone, "You are as young as other children, but Bininana, you, all of you ... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."