Chapter 122 (2/2)
I'm not married, I haven't been in love
Mingming is also going to try to date Kerry's father
She prayed silently in her heart.
But since the Khaki demigod, that is, the legendary ”ancient hard recorder” said it was safe, it should be very safe, right?
The demigods of the Empire are different from the following saints and legends. They are very low-key and will not appear in the outside world. Their life experience is absolutely confidential. They don't even have a name, but only a template code.
For example, the two who came here this time, the code name of the earthy yellow is ”ancient chronicler”, and the code name of the dark purple is ”honor witness”.
Among the transcendents of the Empire, there is a comforting Slang:
”If you don't see me tomorrow, you may be dead, or you may be a demigod.”
This sentence is often used in situations of dangerous tasks.
It can be seen from this that the mystery of the imperial demigods and their true identity can only be guessed through the list of strong people who officially announced their death or retirement.
When the airship was closer to the mountaintop platform, the Khaki paleontologist ordered:
”Get ready.”
Orianna quickly took out the deformed armor and put it on. She lifted the double handed sword like a magic wand and called out her own fire red secret.
The ordinary soldiers who stayed on several other airships also cheered up one after another and poked out their rifles from the dense shooting holes on the pod. The gunner also adjusted the angle of the gun. The oval pod became like a sea urchin covered with thorns for a moment.
Then, led by two demigods, five ninth order saints landed on the empty mountaintop platform.
They spread out their perception and wanted to carefully search the surrounding situation, but as soon as they felt out, a strange palpitation came from the bottom of their heart.
The honor witness quickly reminded:
”Stop feeling, don't open it at will! Don't act rashly!”
The saints are forced to withdraw their perception and can only look around with their eyes like ordinary people.
This made them feel a little uncomfortable, just like a normal person was suddenly blindfolded.
The two demigods floated in the air, swam around, returned to several saints and said:
”Once again, there is no danger. You can relax a little.”
”But still don't expand your perception at will, keep it tight and don't extend it.”
Olliana was a little relieved. She put away her weapon first, then took back her separation, and her small mouth hiding on her visor relaxed slightly.
”Venerable, what happened here?”
A saint couldn't help asking.
The demigod didn't speak in a hurry. He looked at each other again and exchanged some views with his eyes before the earthy yellow one said:
”Don't be too surprised about what I'm going to say next!”
”We are the ninth order saints. We won't be afraid. Please say.”
The saint replied quickly.
”Here is probably the pen of the legendary figure in history, the miracle illusionist, trenwell.”
The Khaki paleontologist spoke a sensational story in a very calm tone.
The saints present were stunned for a while
If it had not been said by a demigod, they would have laughed.
”It's not disrespectful, but... How is this possible? It's a figure more than 300 years ago, dating back to the third civil war...”
Mark Hughes, who has the title of ”saint of secret arts”, first raised questions.
The metal Saint nearby also said:
”I can't understand this kind of thing. If I remember correctly, he was 70 years old when he became famous. If today, he is close to 400 years old, which obviously exceeds the limit of human life.”
The life span of human beings, even demigods, is about 300 years old.
Although they are different from normal people in life, age, illness and death, after reaching the legendary level, their body shape and appearance will no longer age with the years. Like Orianna, she is still a hot and beautiful girl's face, but the aging of organs in her body can not be controlled.
But when it comes to demigod, because he is forced to sleep most of the time, the rate of organ failure will be a little slower, but it is impossible to live a hundred more years.
Oreana also shook her head and refused to believe the demigod.
As a physical education teacher who teaches history, she is naturally familiar with trenwell's deeds. She knows that according to the official records, his final outcome is to be demobilized and returned to the countryside, with a large number of wives and concubines, children and grandchildren, and finally die.
Now go to his hometown, you can find his tombstone and memorial hall.
And now someone tells her that this man is still alive?
Also like a psycho, inexplicably flattened a mountain?