Chapter 1230 Thoradin Thorbane(1/2)
dark!
Endless darkness!
There is neither light nor any energy or matter.
Since passing through the rift, there is nothingness that can be seen in the end.
Although this nothingness did not pose any substantial threat, it still caused strong uneasiness among some guardians.
The reason is very simple!
They had never encountered similar situations when traveling through different worlds before.
Sakura frowned and asked, "What's going on? Are we trapped or lost our way?"
"No! This is just because the gravity of the previous universe was too huge, so we need to spend a little time getting rid of it." Alan gave the answer without thinking.
It's like the stronger the power the spacecraft needs when leaving a planet with greater mass and gravity.
With the size of the Marvel Multiverse and the rule power he gained in that universe, it will take at least a long time to enter the next world.
"In other words, we are going to wander in this endless void for a while?" A thoughtful expression appeared on Ying's face.
Allen nodded gently: "Yes! If my estimate is correct, it may take more than ten to decades. You can use this period of time to build and perfect your magic field. Because in the void, it is the least susceptible to external interference."
"I know, I will."
Sakura responded casually, then turned around and left.
From beginning to end, she didn't ask anything about Wanda, as if she had completely forgotten the other party.
In contrast, Artoria, who had already learned bad things, asked in a low voice in a gossip: "Are you sure you are fine now? Don't you feel sad, sad or reluctant at all?"
"You are looking forward to seeing me crying, right?" Allen glanced at the curious eyes of King Daimao.
"No, no! I just think your behavior is a bit abnormal, at least it is a bit different from the normal people I know." Artoria hurriedly denied in panic.
After all, as the once famous Lord of Britain, she does not want to be regarded as the "tongue woman" who is idle all day long and talks about other people's love life behind her back.
Looking at the dazed king who pretended to be innocent in front of him, Alan couldn't help but sigh slightly, raised his hand and bounced his forehead hard.
Bang!
"Ouch! Why do you play me?"
The pain made Artoria couldn't help but wave her fist and protest loudly.
"Of course it's to prevent you from going on a path of no return. Do you know? Being keen on gossip is not a good phenomenon. It will make you become more and more unfair and more annoying." Allen scolded without hesitation.
"But I am caring about you." The King of Daimao covered his forehead to defend himself.
But Allen was not grateful and responded with a sneer: "Sorry, I can't care for you. Moreover, I have a good mental health, neither the sadness, pain, nor any negative emotions you imagined. On the contrary, I am full of expectations for the new world I am about to go to."
"Really? What's the matter with the last intimate time you and Wanda?" Artoria showed a puzzled look.
In her opinion, the two have obviously confirmed their relationship.
"The relationship between Wanda and I have ended with leaving that universe. This is her own choice, and I respect her choice. There is no quarrel between us, and you don't need to watch the scenes of separation in love movies. Because she and I know that the so-called love is just an insignificant embellishment in a long and eternal life. The most important thing is the enjoyment process, not the result. For example, for a guy like you who has never even talked about love and who is the most trusted knight to elope with the queen, it is simply playing the piano for a cow."
Allen expressed his disdain for the blank love life of the Daimao King without any concealment.
If it were the past, he would have no emotional experience, but he would have absolutely no right to laugh at Artoria.
But now it's different!
He has completed a gorgeous transformation from zero to one, and is definitely qualified to stand on a high place to despise the other person.
When he heard that Alan didn't open the pot, Artoria immediately retorted angrily: "Genevre and I are just a political marriage! It has nothing to do with love! Also, I have never blamed the affair between Lancelot and Genevre."
"No! You are wrong! This is precisely the result of your failure to understand love. At least from the perspective of modern people, there is actually a spark of passion between two women. After all, your queen admires you so much. As long as you are willing to give her the care she wants, you can maintain that marriage. Externally, you try to hide your gender, but in your bones, you still agree with your identity as a woman. It is this contradictory heart that has planted the seeds of collapse and demise of the entire country in the future."
When saying this, Allen's eyes were filled with naked and unconcealed playfulness and teasing.
From the perspective of a man, he was looking forward to seeing the King Daimao and the young and beautiful Queen Gnevrey sparking some taboo sparks.
Unfortunately, this scene will never be seen.
Because according to modern people, Artoria is definitely the kind of "straight woman" who can't be straight.
Wanting her to have lily with her same sex is simply thinking about nonsense.
There is no doubt that when it comes to reasoning and talking, ten stupid kings tied together cannot be Allen's opponents.
So, the two quickly moved from language discussion to physical communication.
For a moment, deafening loud noises kept coming from the sub-space training ground attached to Sky City.
In order to prevent the entire space from collapsing or collapsed during the attacks of the two adults, the guardians dispatched urgently and repeatedly repaired and reinforced it.
After the two of them had a fight, all the guardians were so tired that they almost exhausted.
Watching Artoria, who was angry, returned to the room and began to think about life again. Alan alone came to the eastern continent of the planet Azeroth through the "Arrival System".
At this time, the deformed Weiku people who were sent here by their parents have gradually degenerated into human form.
However, compared with the humans in the later Warcraft period, they looked a little taller and stronger, with an average height of more than two meters and two meters and four meters, and retained extremely developed muscle tissue and hard bones.
The indigenous trolls on this land have been basically expelled by human villages.
no way!
Since the disintegration of the Troll Empire, how could these primitive trolls who degenerate into tribal forms be opponents of the descendants of the Titan Creation Weiku people?
With the power that has not yet been completely degenerated, one human can easily kill three or four trolls.
Of course, the above are not the most important.
Most importantly, in one of the tribes, a person who was destined to leave a strong mark in history was born.
His name is Soladin Thorbain.
That's right!
It is the hero who will unify the human tribe in the future to establish an empire and jointly defeat the troll empire Amani with the high elves. He is also the founder and founder of the first empire in human history.
It was him who led the humans in the Azeroth world to the stage of history.
It is also him that opened a new chapter in the history of the planet Azeroth.
But for now, the Soladin Emperor is still just a baby who is not long ago, lying alone on the bed making a babbling sound.
Even a dwarf who is only one meter tall can easily strangle it to death with one hand.
However, the consequence of doing so is that a bronze dragon will immediately appear, and use the power of time to force the reversal of the fact that has happened, and directly arrest those who want to do so.
Alan did not change the history of Azeroth. At least before the third natural disaster invasion, he did not intend to make any changes. He just reached out and touched the baby's slightly plump cheeks, and said with a smile: "Grow up quickly, Soladin Thorbain. I am still waiting to use your rise to become a part of history."
"Is this the great emperor who will unify all human tribes and establish empires in the future?"
Accompanied by strange sounds, a little girl who looked only about three years old and with golden braids walked in from outside.
She is not someone else, but Artoria, who has just created a good character through the Advent system.
"That's right! In order to keep up with his footsteps, I think we need to make some preparations from now on. At least we must exercise our bodies to a strong enough level and at the same time gain a certain level of military power."
As he said that, Allen lowered his head and looked at his hands that were clean enough to be free of dust.
In order to become a person of the same era as Soladin Thorbain, he, like the King of Daimao, did not choose an adult, but chose to become a child about three years old.
But in terms of physical fitness, the bodies created by the two are no different from other peers in the tribe.
The only difference is that they have knowledge, technology and experience that other children simply do not have.
And I know very clearly what I need to do next.
"I understand! I know what to do."
After saying that, Artoria picked up a wooden sword specially for children, turned around to the haystack at the gathering place of the human tribe, and began to wave the sword with one glance to exercise the muscles of her arms, legs and waist.
Since the human tribe is still in a state of semi-cultivation, semi-croaching, half-fishing, half-hunting, there is no shortage of protein in the diet.
During the hard and persistent training, she quickly grew into an excellent female swordsman.
He was only about eleven years old and was able to defeat those tribal guards who had experienced many battles, which attracted close attention from tribal chiefs and elders.
After all, in this era when the average population of each ethnic group is less than one or two thousand, the benefits that a powerful warrior can bring are obvious.
When war broke out with other tribes for land and wealth, the attacks of several powerful warriors were enough to defeat the opponent's will to resist.
Compared to Artoria's high profile in the tribe, Allen seemed quite low-key. Every day, he either told young Soladin Thorbain some short stories about politics, power and philosophy, or depicted some war scenes, so that he had a rough understanding of tactics and strategy.
You should know that the current human society is still in the tribal era.
Superficial knowledge and skills are basically passed down by word of mouth, and history is almost equal to nothing.
His existence undoubtedly greatly broadened the horizons of this future "Emperor".
Finally, Soladin Thorbain even publicly admitted that Alan was his teacher, and his gratitude and admiration were beyond words.
On such a simple and peaceful day, this small tribe quickly spent a few more years.
Finally, an unexpected emergency completely broke the tranquility.
The members of the envoy who went to negotiate with another tribe suddenly ran back covered in blood and announced loudly to everyone that they had encountered an unidentified enemy on their way back.
To be continued...