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Chapter 117 The Legend of the Darkborn 2500

"It doesn't feel it through the skin nails." Shiver released his paws and replied without changing his face.

This made Kahn look weird because he was also covered with skin nails, knowing that skin nails were not as dull as Shiville said.

But Shiville immediately changed the subject: "When I got the Chalikar, what are you going to do next?"

"Wait for a sunny night to hold the ceremony."

Chalikar is not just a weapon, but also a key, a medium.

Under the moonlight, it can play its role as a medium.

"Oh." Shiville stood up, and at the same time pulled out Carykar and carried it behind his back.

Kahn was amazed as he watched Chalikar being asked to fix it on the skin nail of Shiver.

After a long time, these bone blades turned out to be weapons frames?

"I have another question, about the Mausoleum of Sethaka." His body was still aching, as if it was sequelae. Shiver twisted his wrist uncomfortable and then removed his skin nails.

"Ask, but I may not be able to answer. I have little understanding of this ascension queen."

"Why did I find some traps that have been triggered but no bones are left when I left? This means that someone has entered the tomb before and left again... But why is Carykar still in the tomb?"

Shivil looked at Kahn with interest and looked at Chalikar with a thoughtful expression. She couldn't understand what the person who entered the tomb before her could turn a blind eye to such a magic weapon.

What is the purpose of bringing nothing in and not taking anything out?

"Did he break in by accident?"

Shiville was waiting for an explanation. Perhaps Kahn would make her feel better without knowing it, but Kahn asked her back, and this question made her feel itchy.

"I don't think he has no idea about Chalikar. Maybe he has put it back after using it?"

Kahn's words aroused Shiville's thoughts, but she finally imagined that anyone would put it back intact after using up Chalikal.

"Is there really such a person? Could it be that my ancestors did it? But since they were taken out, they should be passed down from the original family treasure, right? There is no reason to put it back again. This weapon is not like an evil thing, and it needs to be sealed without seeing the light of day..."

The emerald gems inlaid on the crossblade emit a magical glow, but this glow is as pure as the light of the sun and the moon, and should be harmless.

When it comes to evil things, the void on them is the real evil power.

"This may be related to the Dark Seal." Kahn told Shiville not to think about it anymore, such unfounded random guessing would not come up with the result.

"Darkborn?" Shiville repeated it in a very unfamiliar accent.

"The Dark Seed is the fallen god."

Kahn remembered that the horror of the Dark Seed had long been forgotten by the world. It was a history that he didn't even want to record in history.

"Can you tell me carefully?"

"Okay, let's talk together when Kasha comes, she's taking a shower."

After a while, Kasha came out with her wet hair. Her cheeks looked extremely moist because they were steamed by water. There was mist in her eyes and her facial lines were obvious.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Shiville, she stopped shaking off the wet water droplets with her hands and greeted her.

Shiville nodded, watched her walk to Kahn, touching her nose intimately, her lips seemed to be touched without any trace, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with a hazy feeling that was drunk but not drunk.

She was so terrified that she shrank her neck and her saliva was secreting from her mouth.

The little guy now is really that she is in her twenties and has never even experienced a relationship. Others have sex with her bed at the age of fifteen or sixteen...

However, when Kahn started from the Void Battle of Ekasia, Shiville understood why Kahsha was also present.

Because the appearance of the Dark Seed has a great connection with the Ekasian summoning the Void, everyone is a victim of the Void.

"The Akasians foolishly released the void, while Shurima gradually used nearly all of the Ascenators to form defensive forces. The war finally won, and the abyss leading to another dimension was sealed by the gods' warriors."

"But the terror of the war is endless, and the survivors have been changed forever. Although they still loyally guard the glory of Shurima as they used to and obey the emperor's command, evil spirits have quietly grown in their hearts."

"In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years passed, and as Shurima fell in the Big Bang, the sequelae of the war began to emerge."

"Although the god warriors are immortal, they still have human hearts. The void pollutes their souls, and there is no faith that needs to be protected, and the old humble ambitions reappear..."

"They learned the forbidden witchcraft and gradually felt that they were the most reasonable successors of the world. They formed fragile alliances to fight each other, opening up a thousand-year-old dark separatist era. The once noble and majestic warriors fell into bloody and brutal demon butcher in a blink of an eye."

"The displaced mortals called the new tyrant the Dark Seed, which in the old words mean roughly the same as a hidden curse: the Fallen."

Kahn briefly talked about the origin of the Dark Seed War, and the rest of them fell into a long silence.

It turns out that the void not only swallows flesh and blood, but also erodes the mind.

They couldn't help but start to worry about themselves. Are the void skin armor on their bodies really only satisfied and staying on the surface?

The void is so greedy that they will not be satisfied.

Kasha looked at Kahn's left eye and made up her mind.

The eternal flame is bound to be won.

"So Shurima's current appearance of a mess has a lot to do with the Dark Semen?"

It can be said that the dark seed is the poison that remains in the human world after the void is sealed. These fallen god warriors have caused harm to the human world for thousands of years, and their impact on human civilization is no less than that of the void war.

Shiville's hand stroked the crossblade: "But what does this have to do with Chalikar? You haven't mentioned it from beginning to end."

"Aren't you surprised that so many dark people could live to this day? Their lifespan should have been thousands of years, and they could still use blood witchcraft to shape their bodies. Such a tenacious life should have lived well until now, but they disappeared strangely."

"I don't know, it's impossible to seal yourself." Shiville shrugged and replied very bachelorously.

"Because they were betrayed by mortals."

"Can mortals kill gods?"

The three looked at each other, and then Kahn sighed: "The numerous crimes committed by the Dark Seed finally aroused dissatisfaction in the heavens, and he descended to guide mortals to summarize the era of Dark Seed."
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