Chapter 219: The Mysterious Turtle Clan
"From now on! If you encounter any trouble related to that guy in the sky, just come to me and I will help you solve it!" the eldest sister promised, patting her big breasts.
"Also, in order to distinguish me from that guy in the sky, please call me Awenzhe from now on!"
Good guy, the meaning of Avengers!
Poseidon would never have imagined that there would be an "enemy" in the lower world who was familiar with his way of thinking and behavior.
And he was determined to dethrone Him from the throne of God!
Awenzhe's heart is probably like this: Even if we cannot share wealth and honor, we must share suffering!
It was the Lich who caused her to become like this, but she blamed all the faults on Poseidon, which is a typical mentality of not seeing the good things of others.
However, Allen and Poseidon have conflicts, so he is very happy to have such a helper.
Moreover, if Awenzhe wants to deal with Poseidon, she simply cannot do it with her current strength, so she must rely on the power of Allen and others.
"Okay, I've finished the introduction, next one!"
Now it's more interesting. There are currently 6 people sitting in this room, two of whom are the former and the current Mermaid King of the Dolan Dynasty of the Ocean Empire.
The drow is the Poseidon's trumpet, Allen is the forbidden spell mage, and the lich is the second saint.
The last one, Allen is very curious about his identity. Anyway, like the others here, it will definitely not be too simple.
"I am the representative of the Black Turtle Clan. My last name is 9, and my name is 90,000 years."
Allen's eyes narrowed, because the old turtle in front of him had his last name first and his first name last.
Same as Allen’s previous life!!!
reader body
How could this prevent Allen from being shocked.
However, Allen did not show it, but showed great interest: "Weird last name."
But what the old turtle said next shocked Alan again.
Because he said: "We are not native creatures of Oram, we come from other worlds."
"It's not Olam, then where are you from?" Allen asked almost subconsciously.
"A world of immortal civilization!" He replied: "But we came to Oram 40,000 years ago and have been recognized by the will of the world."
After hearing the 90,000-year-old story, Allen and the others learned that the Black Turtles originally came from a super world called "Tianxuan" (Olam is a big world). They had to leave for some reason and came to Ou.
Ram.
Because their natural abilities tend to be auxiliary, their numbers are small and harmless, and they are particularly useful to Oram, so in the first era, the gods and dragons decided to take them in after discussion.
Therefore, they did not go through a great battle like the Dragon Clan and defeated the gods before they were recognized.
"It's just that my Xuangui clan likes stability and has always stayed in a secluded space, so most of the outside world has never heard of our existence." 90,000 years explained.
Say app——-p
It turns out that this is the case, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Allen's mind.
But it seems that the highest leaders of ancient races such as the Dragon Clan should know of their existence, otherwise the Black Turtle Clan would not be recognized by the will of the world.
"You have met one of my tribesmen before." Jiu Wan Nian said.
Allen frowned, not impressed: "Hairson?"
This was the only turtle-shaped creature he had encountered before.
"That's right!"
"But he's not a turtle...?"
"The black turtle clan can transform into any kind of turtle. He is our clan's eyes in the outside world." He looked at Awenzhe, his lips moved and said: "It's a pity... he could have been resurrected."
Awenzhe said dissatisfied: "Don't look at me, it was the guy in the sky who did it!"
The old turtle that turned into a stone statue was smashed to pieces by Poseidon, leaving no possibility of resurrection.
Say app——-p
After everyone was introduced, Allen began to wonder what the Lich meant by calling him over to meet these people.
Or do these people plan to be honest with themselves?
"Tell him! He is already qualified to know," said Boris.
90,000 years: "That's exactly what I meant."
Lich said: "The Black Turtle clan knows the most, it's up to you to tell him!"
"good!"
Allen looked at the old turtle, expecting him to tell him some big secret, and Ana in his arms also pricked up her ears. It was obvious that his father and Allen were planning something big.
For this reason, they even risked the entire Duolan Dynasty. Ana wanted to know why they paid such a high price?
Under the expectant gazes of Allen, Ana, and Avenger, 90,000 Years slowly opened his mouth and said: "It's about the prophecy of world destruction."
Allen's eyes narrowed and he began to think about various possibilities. Do they know that they are souls from another world?
p
Otherwise, why would they choose themselves?
"The explanation given by the God of Destiny is actually wrong and has nothing to do with souls in other worlds!"
"What do you mean, is the prophecy of annihilation false?" Allen asked rhetorically.
"No, the prophecy of annihilation is a warning issued by the will of the world, but the God of Destiny interpreted it wrong..."
Allen still doesn't believe it. If it has nothing to do with souls from another world, then what does it mean that he has been hunted by the whole world for so long?
1 misunderstanding?
"The God of Destiny is the god who has the power to control fate. Can you guys judge that your interpretation is correct?" Allen was a little angry. If what he said was correct, then he would have been worried for so long in vain.
Faced with Allen's excitement, 90,000 years didn't pay much attention.
"My clan's talent is divination, and we have been studying this for hundreds of thousands of years. The gods of destiny in this world alone cannot compete with us."
As he spoke, in order to convince Alan, he took out a turtle shell, which looked just like the one on his back.
p
Then he poured some copper coins into it and began to mutter words that Allen and others could not understand.
Then, the turtle shell began to jump up and down as if it came alive, and the copper coins inside collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
After 90,000 years, he stopped mumbling, the turtle shell also stopped beating and lay on the ground, and twelve copper coins were spit out from it.
Nine Thousand Years put these copper coins in front of him, looked at their front and back carefully, and then said: "In three days, the next 7-color Magic Dragon Fruit will appear here!"
He gave Allen a coordinate.
The 7-color fantasy dragon fruit allows the dragons to spend a long period of sleep overnight, which is exactly what Allen needs very much at the moment.
But the continent has long proven that the appearance of the 7-color fantasy dragon fruit has no rules, and even the God of Destiny cannot predict it. But now 90,000 years ago, he swore to him that the next fruit would be on an accurate date.
Time, 1 exact place appears.
How does this make Alan believe him!
But what about the other way around?
If he is really right, does that mean that the God of Destiny is not as good as the Black Turtles in terms of prophecy?
Just 3 days later, Allen went to that coordinate to take a look.
Chapter completed!