Primordial Sequence

The empty dome echoed Laura's words. Camus took a deep breath and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his expression a little messy.

"Why did another 'meteorologist' appear? We all know that the path of the sequence represents a certain god, so the meteorologist..." After saying this, a thunder sounded in Camus' heart, looking at all the sequences in the four eras There are gods corresponding to them, but there is one god that I have forgotten, and her abilities have never appeared before. From the literal meaning, doesn’t “meteorologist” correspond to the weather?

"Heaven...Thunder..." A high and clear voice sounded, and Kamiao suddenly stood up, his eyes even more dazzling.

"It's her, it must be her path. He is also a god who has not inherited any magic medicine so far." Laura saw Kamius' surprised expression, and her delicate face moved slightly. She had once thought about what the seventeenth sequence was. What? It was once believed that Sequence Eight had two pathways, but the ancient books or materials passed down to the present have clearly recorded that there is only one pathway for Sequence Eight. However, for several epochs, everyone has said that there are seventeen pathways, and no one has ever seen the Sequence Eight. Seventeen ways, but judging from the records of ancient writers, historians, church books, and family treasures, the final point of all sequences represents a god, and the development of the sequence is traceable. For example, the "Machinist" of the sequence only appeared at the end of the "Third Era". The appearance of the Mechanic caused a huge change in the ranking of the sequence. His powerful manufacturing ability and attack power made his sequence move.

In the dead silent hall, there was only each other's breath. Camus slowly fell on the chair, as if his soul had been sucked out of his whole body.

"Who created the Golden Slate? He can actually span four eras and record what is about to happen. It's so terrifying. I seem to feel a pair of invisible hands, touching everything." Hearing Kamiao's words with lingering fear Sound, Laura knocked on the table.

"Since it's recorded above, just pay a little attention. If this sequence really happens, then they will definitely show their tails. Let's go out." Laura rubbed her face tiredly. After such a long time of discussion and thinking, she was already very tired. He was tired, and he and Camus were in a carriage, so it was really not suitable for him to sleep for a long time.

Seeing that Laura was a little tired, Camus slowly closed her eyes. For a moment, the space was distorted. The huge palace suddenly shattered, and an unstoppable pull pulled Camus back.

"Chichi", the carriage moved slowly, and the dazzling sunlight through the window made Camus squint her eyes subconsciously. Listening to the noise coming from her ears, Camus looked at Laura on the side, only her eyelids were visible. She was trembling slightly, and her breathing was heavier than before.

"Well... I should advance as soon as possible. The Dreamer is still too weak." Laura complained as she rubbed her brows. It seemed that she had indeed spent a lot of energy.

"Pa..." After a few seconds of recovery, Laura took out a silver pocket watch from her small bag. As she opened the pocket watch, Camus also saw the time on it.

"9.21" Camus muttered, remembering the time he saw on the pendulum clock when he went out today, 8.53. After converting the time, Camus nodded slightly.

"It should be equivalent to reality. We talked for about half an hour."

"Well... it should be here soon. You should read some books, preferably about history." Laura nodded gently and elegantly opened the carriage window to let in the outside air.

"I will, I think we are here..." Kamius responded softly, and suddenly saw the definite opening of the steel fortress outside the window.

"I'm going to the Madica Empire. We should leave today." Laura stood up slightly, moved her body that had been motionless for a long time, and spoke in a brisk tone.

"I wish you good luck." Camus blessed him. It's not like there is no way to contact him. Everyone has their own things to do, so that's fine.

"Sir, here we are, a total of 4 coppers and 2 black coins." The coachman's low and hoarse voice sounded. Camus opened the door and took Laura out, who was wearing a complicated dress. She felt the silky feel of the lace in her hands, and Camus' heart There was a little ripple, and I thought to myself if I had been single for too long? Too depressing?

"Camius, let's go, what are you doing standing there?" After getting off the carriage, Laura walked towards the airport platform. When she saw that Kamius was not following, she turned around to remind her.

"Oh... I'll be here soon." Kamiao quickly recovered and ran over quickly.

Autumn City, District 9, and the airport are busy. Although these big guys that appeared at the end of the third era are expensive, I have to say that their speed is good.

"Four tickets for Catic City and three tickets for the Maritime Government." Susie and Hei spoke briefly. After paying the ticket fee of 42 gold coins, they got 8 tickets.

"Sea Government? Why are you going to the Maritime Government?" Camus asked instinctively, and suddenly felt ridiculous. Did he have the potential of a mother-in-law? Why ask this?

"Transit, sir, do you think the airship can fly directly to the Madica Empire?" Hei said helplessly, sighing and telling the reason.

"Oh... I'm sorry, it was my mistake. My thoughts were a little confused today." Camus touched his chin awkwardly.

"Is this the airship Mr. Hardy mentioned? It's so big..." Lux held up her white lace skirt, her innocent face full of anticipation.

"Well... I wish you a happy and safe journey. Our airship is over there." Hei glanced at the airship tickets that smelled of ink, and determined which airship he wanted to take. , blessing loudly.

"Well, thank you, the Mother Tree of Origin will bless you." Susie waved her hand, thinking about what to say when she went back.

The autumn forest, the lush green autumn forest and Ortechga Lake have completely changed. Gray, black and death are the main themes here.

"Woo..." An old and dull sound sounded from the forest on the right. A monster covered in moss, with a golden stun mark on its face, and two green horns above its head woke up from the noisy land. It was at least ten years old. Meters high, his body was covered with crisp green moss. He had hands and feet similar to humans, but there were no eyes, nose and ears on his head. The huge and ancient voice just now sounded from his mouth.

"Mossy Hardy", a name rang out from the huge monster's mouth. A tree demon, also more than ten meters tall and covered in pitch black, walked out of the dense forest. The ground beneath his feet trembled with every step he took.

"Mindi, look at you. You have completely turned into a monster. A noble tree man will not become a human. You have fallen. You drank a potion with human blood. You still want to become a monster." Human?" The tall tree demon mocked loudly when he saw the appearance of his old rival.

"You killed my people, you are the sinner of the Autumn Forest." Seeing his opponent coming out, Tree King Mirandi roared loudly as he looked at the people who suffered heavy casualties, and rushed over with his fist raised.

"Just when the tree golem took action, a voice appeared from under him, "Let him come over and I will help you. "The tree demon put his foot back as soon as he heard the mention. He thought to himself that when he killed Mirandi, he would fall out with this underground man. The heart of the Tree King is his, and Mirandi's body is also his.

"Ah..." The running tree king Mirandi had already arrived at this time. Just as the tree demon was about to stop him, he found that he couldn't move. Some dark red threads were spreading from the ground to his body.

"Mr.

"What is this?" Tree King asked loudly, feeling his stiff body.

"A curse...a curse specifically aimed at the tree people." A cold and cruel voice sounded. Next to the fallen tree demon, a figure shrouded in a black robe slowly pulled down his hood.

"Underground man." Tree King Mirandi exclaimed the moment he fell. This was a humanoid monster with gray skin, no pupils, nostrils, and ears. He opened his mouth full of fangs to mock the Tree King.

"You are all mine..."