Chapter 2247
For Gravekeeper, Warden Clan has little to do with this war.
He is only a bystander at most.
With his status and true strength, Warden Clan is not qualified to ask him to leave the mountain.
In the long years of being in this place, he could not find the tombstone and win the bet with "Xu (Ru) / Ruins". Such a day is also very boring.
Accepting the invitation of this Old Patriarch is completely in a state of mind rather than nothing…
Even if Warden Clan died in front of him, he would not have any sadness.
"Understood," Patriarch nodded.
Although he understands the power of this Gravekeeper is terrible, he also knows that he can't pin all his hopes on an outsider.
At this moment, he is already exhausted.
Perhaps this 1st war with the intruder is also the time for him to be free.
After three hours…
On the dim road, Luo Zheng entire group walked slowly.
The color of the space in this space is awkward. When they turn this road under the guidance of Xiaoyun, they will see a distant and open place, showing a disc with blue light.
“There is Altar of Equality,” Xiaoyun said, looking into the distance.
As she spoke, she swam her eyes next to the Altar of Equality, and there was a pale blue stone on the side of the altar.
This stone monument is the “Prayer Monument” in Xiaoyun's mouth, and Warden Clan's grace is lowered by this Prayer Monument.
If you can get close, Xiaoyun and Fu'Chu are also qualified to get the "Xu (Ru) / Ruins" Grace.
“Destroy Altar of Equality, will All Living Things are Equal disappear?”Luo Zheng asked.
Luo Zheng asked, the other Exiles suddenly raised their ears.
This is the issue they are most concerned about.
If it weren't for All Living Things are Equal, any one of their Exiles, even the weakest one, could crush Warden Clan at will!
Now being "equality" to this power, one by one is very wrong.
After all, every Exile is a Paramita Realm powerhouse, but it was killed by Warden Clan as before. How can they endure?
"Yes," Xiaoyun nodded.
Although Altar of Equality is close at hand, the rest of Warden Clan will definitely be desperately guarded, and it is definitely not an easy task to destroy it.
When they traveled half a mile away…
From the sides of the square, there are constantly black-robed mans coming out one after another, forming a barrier that blocks the way for everyone.
An old man is standing right in front of the barrier.
At this moment, the old man had a crooked black cane in his hand. At the end of the crutches, the blue rays of light continually beat.
"Patriarch…"
Xiaoyun stopped.
Luo Zheng and others have also stopped…67.356
“Xiaoyun,” Patriarch looked over with a complex look.
Warden Clan' clansman is not much, and they are familiar with each other. They are like a little tribe, carefully managing the world.
Before the Conservative Faction and the liberals broke, Xiaoyun was loved by the elders.
It was Patriarch that year, and I also took care of Xiaoyun…
Only after the dispute between the two factions became more and more complicated, the situation was no longer controlled, and step by step developed to the point where each other was a deadly enemy.
“I'm sorry,” Xiaoyun said, bowing his head.
She had to avenge her revenge, and she had to be embarrassed. This contradictory state of mind continued to afflict her as she entered the world.
In contrast, Fu'Chu is much luckier.
After all, he doesn't have much affection for Warden Clan. He just regards it as an enemy and sees him as the chief culprit for his and her sister's displacement.
"You don't have to apologize," Patriarch said calmly. "I also thought a lot about the old man. Maybe you were right at the beginning. Our insistence may be really a joke…"
In the conversation with Gravekeeper, Patriarch understood that prison is not the only one like this.
And the owner seems to have really given up here.
Although Patriarch is hard to accept the maddening fellow, you can think carefully and there is nothing wrong with it.
If the master really looks at this, facing the invaders, why not directly lower the gods and kill all these people?
The owner has abandoned this place, so what does Warden Clan's insist on?
The liberal decision was right…
"you……"
Xiaoyun gave a slight glimpse.
She did not expect Patriarch to say such a thing.
"But we have already insisted on this step, and we are not going to give up. Maybe our little jailers, the ultimate fate should be like this. Even if the master has dismissed us, we still have to give him the humblest life. "Patriarch looked at Xiaoyun and looked at Fu'Chu behind Xiaoyun. He looked at the complicated smile: "If you win, you must live well. You will be the last bloodline legacy of Warden Clan…"
Patriarch also knows that their Warden Clan is not a great race, far less than those of Nuwa Clan, Chi You Clan…
But after all, he hopes to see their family's bloodline going legacy, which is probably the last piece of evidence that their family has remained in the world.
"Same clan listens, not to take action on Xiaoyun and Fu'Chu," Patriarch then ordered the clansman behind him.
"Patriarch, this…" Purple-haired black robed man stood up and he did not understand Patriarch's orders.
"Listen to me," Patriarch said calmly.
Purple-haired black robed man Hesitated and chose silence.
Patriarch then lifted the crutches with a streaked hand, and the blue rays of light continually jumped, and all the black-robed man behind him raised their arms.
Xiaoyun's eyes burst into tears and weeping constantly. She could not distinguish between right and wrong, but was saddened by her own ethnic destiny.
Luo Zheng saw this scene and his complexion was quite complicated.
In all fairness, he is not willing to take action on this group of people…
But as the old man said, everyone insisted on the final step, how can they choose to back down here?
The old man put the crutches in his hand toward the ground, and the black-robed men rushed up without hesitation.
At this time, Luo Zheng should have given orders.
Ming Wei saw Luo Zheng silently, shaking his head slightly, after all, it was still too young…
So she waved her hand and ordered the order: "Do it!"
"sōu sōu sōu ……"
The Exiles also greeted them without hesitation.
On the side of the Altar of Equality, the Gravekeeper slowly walked over and looked up at the scene.
Then he pulled out two unremarkable black short knives from behind. When he held the two short knives, the temperament of the whole person changed drastically.
The original trifle without respect, the disappearance of the clean, the eyes are exudes a sharp color, but still a slow gait.