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Chapter four hundred and seventy-two precursors of extinction

The glow hourglass sat on his seat, drawing talismans of different colors.

"Ah, it seems that I'm lucky today." Metaphysics carving danced and walked into the halo hall, then closed the door, "Why is it so early today?"

"It's getting late." Glow Hourglass looked at the watch, "Now, according to your time, it should be noon."

"But if it were you Nordic, you should have just gotten up now, right?" Metaphysical seal calculated the time difference slightly, and then said.

"I got up early," said Glow Hourglass. "I live the life of an elderly person, the kind that goes to bed early and gets up early."

"Um...but you are really not young anymore." Metaphysics Carved Seal looked at the stubble-faced face of Glow Hourglass and said thoughtfully.

"Whatever you say is what you want." Glow Hourglass didn't care about his age. After hearing this, he just continued to draw his spell and said nothing.

Metaphysic Imperial looked at the detached look of the Glow Hourglass and suddenly felt a little bored, so I simply returned to my president's seat and started to browse the official forum posts.

"By the way." Glow hourglass seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his head and looked at the metaphysical seal and asked, "It seems a bit strange in the city recently."

"A little strange?" Metaphysical seals didn't understand what he was talking about.

"You usually spend more time online during the day than me, so I think you should know something I don't know." Glow hourglass said, pinching his chin, "Recently, there seems to be fewer NPCs in the city, and then there is less communication with each other. My talisman stall has no business."

"There is such a thing?" Metaphysic Imperial did not seem to understand the situation in the glow hourglass. "I think this is your illusion. Maybe the NPCs were in a bad mood that day? Or was that day a day off?"

"I don't understand very much. In short, I'll continue to set up a stall today." The mist believer put a bunch of talismans drawn on the table into his backpack, then turned around and walked towards the gate.

"Wait!" Metaphysic Imperials looked at the table of the foggy believer in disbelief, "Didn't you have such a large pile of blank talismans on the table just now? Have you finished drawing them all in such a short time?"

"Yes." The Mist Nodder nodded, then opened the door and walked out.

Metaphysics engraved stared blankly at the door that was gradually closing in front of her, and was stunned for a moment.

...

"So... Sephus," said a burly middle-aged man sitting in a chair watching Sephus, pretending to be surviving. "Why are you the only one coming back? What about the other brothers?"

The middle-aged man in front of him is named Mokan, and he is the son of the previous leader of this tribe.

As for who was the previous leader, I have also said before that it was the village chief in the cave.

When the village chief's son saw the fog dissipated outside, he wanted to lead all the villagers out to find a place with abundant water and grass, but the village chief did not allow them to do so.

Mokan despised his father's timid thoughts, so one night he beheaded his father and seized his power.

Then everyone will understand the story, just like what Severs said before.

They left the cave under Mokan's leadership and began to venture around.

"Mr. Mokan, we...we are wiped out!" Sephus said to Mokan with tears in his nose, "It turns out that those despicable people have long been guarding against us and ambushed us in their command post!"

"What about you?" Mokan seemed very angry, "Why are you the only one who survived, why didn't you die with them?"

"Report to Lord Mokan, the reason I didn't die is because they let me go, because they wanted me to pass the message to you." Sephus's face was filled with tears. He knelt in front of Mokan, fearing that the moody leader would suddenly raise his sword and chop him up.

After all, he had done this before.

There was a man who said a few negative words before going to war, and Mokan directly chopped his head in the name of confusing the morale of the army.

Since then, no one has dared to say anything wrong in front of Mokan.

"Transfer?!" Mokan stood up, "What do they want to say to me?"

"This...them, they..." Severs shrank in front of Mokan, not daring to speak.

"Speak quickly!" Mokan pulled out a big knife from his waist and stood beside Sephus.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!!!" Severs immediately rolled to the other side of Mokan and tried to stay away from the big knife. "They said that our good days will not last long. As long as they find our place, they will come and take us all in one fell swoop..."

"What?!" Mokan pulled out the big knife that had just been inserted into the ground, his tone was full of disbelief, "What do they really say?"

"Yes, yes!" Severs trembled, "It's true, boss!"

"This group of damn beasts!" Mokan said angrily, holding a knife, "It seems that this battle is inevitable. Brothers pick up their weapons and temper their poisons, and they are all ready to join me!"

"What?" Severs was surprised at Mokan's reaction.

The reason why he lied to Mokan for something that didn't exist was that he wanted to force Mokan to retreat and prevent Mokan from fighting like this, otherwise all of them would have to die in this place of right and wrong.

But he didn't expect that Mokan, as a war maniac, would actually stimulate his nerves in the face of this situation.

Mokan took this false information from Sephus as a trick.

This is undoubtedly the worst case for Severs.

Because if Mokan ordered the entire army to attack, it would mean that he would have to go on.

But it is obvious that after seeing the firepower of the command center and the inexplicable black fog, a very firm idea came to Severs' mind.

That is, they will never be able to defeat the group of people in Wanye Kingdom.

Mokan passed by so anxiously that he could do nothing but give him a head.

However, he could not persuade Mokan.

Because at such a moment, I undoubtedly did the same thing as the person who was beheaded by Mokan.

Now he finally understood the person's mood before.

But what's the use?

For such a leader who is not smart, he will not listen to anything you say to him.

Severs felt that he could not escape death.
Chapter completed!
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