Demon King

　　 Iwo stayed for a while, then cautiously said: "Are you the ancestor of the impersonator family?"

　　 The ancestor's spirit nodded.

　　 Ivo looked dazed.

　　 "The ancestors are dead, why are you in my body?"

The ancestor’s spirit said calmly: “After our clan was planted with three major curses, we imprinted many blessings for future generations through our blood. Different. Descendants are the future of a race. We have engraved the blessing of [Ancestor Blessing] in our blood. After the impersonator dies, the soul waits in the place of return. Once a newborn is born, the power of blessing will randomly assign a mimetic The soul of the ancestor of the shaper is sent into the mind of the newborn to guide the growth of the descendants. After you perform the second blood fusion, the spirit of the ancestor will dissipate."

　　 It was the first time Ivo heard the blessing of [Ancestor Blessing], and he was suspicious, "Then why are you only appearing now?"

　　 A helpless smile appeared on the old face of the ancestor's spirit, and he slowly said: "The three blood curses of the Simulator, the first is the fragility of the young, the second is the aversion of the elements, and the third is...the soul is weak!"

　　 "Soul is weak?" Ivo was taken aback.

"The physical potential of the simulacrum is comparable to or even surpassing that of the dragons. The traces left by time on our body are very light. With continuous integration, our body can live at least thousands of years, but the simulacra has been around seven or eight hundred years. It has been updated generation after generation, because of the third curse!"

"At the end of the Dark Night, after the Dark Night Race was defeated, the self-proclaimed righteous races aimed their fingers at us, using the lessons of the Dark Night Age as an excuse to strangle our race in the embryonic stage, the first curse. , Reducing our ability to multiply; the second curse makes it impossible for us to work out ways to crack the curse; the third curse limits our lives."

　　 "They want us to annihilate the race!"

The tone of the ancestral spirit became hateful: "As time goes by, the soul of the impersonator will gradually weaken, finally die, and be summoned by the land of return. This process takes more than a hundred years. The third curse takes root in the depths of the bloodline. Unable to crack."

　　 "Our life span does not depend on the body, but on the soul!"

　　 "After death, our soul can get rid of the third curse. When the ancestral spirit enters the newborn's mind, the state is the same as before death. My weak soul needs to sleep and repair, so it appears so late."

　　 Ivo took a breath, which means that no matter how strong he becomes, his life span is at most a hundred years.

　　 The emotions of anger, unwillingness, and hatred are entangled in his heart. Now he finally understands a little bit about why Uncle Ying is so cynical.

　　 From the beginning of the birth of the simulacator, it has been a tragedy. Life has been deprived from the beginning, and the fate is too unfair to the simulacrum!

　　 Ivo frowned and made up his mind to find a way to lift the third curse for the longevity of himself and his people.

The ancestral spirit waited for Ivo to calm down, and then said: "You have an unheard of talent even among the impersonators. Your blood is very pure, and there is a demon lord as your trump card. In the future, no one can imagine that I will teach you all the knowledge of the impersonator, but no matter how strong you become, don't forget what the world has done to us!"

　　 Old German sneered, looking inexplicable.

　　 Ivo exhaled and accepted this reality. He looked at the ancestor's spirit and asked, "Which ancestor are you?"

　　 "I am the first generation of impersonators."

　　 Ivo almost choked to death by drooling.

　　You are not an ancestor.

　　 Are you my ancestors!

　　 The first generation of ancestors is a legend of the liberation of the race, and the deeds are passed down in the mimicry family.

　　Among the mimics, they are liberators, racial heroes, defenders of free will...

　　 Iwo could not help but use honorific words: "What's your name?"

　　 Ancestral Spirit: "Gudding Skye, you can also call me ‘Sky Fire’."

Ivo was in awe. In the history of the mimics, Guding was called "the left hand of the pioneer". He was the first mimic to follow the pioneer. He followed the pioneer and experienced countless battles. After the establishment of the tribe, the more He became the right-hand man of the pioneer patriarch, and left a strong mark in the history of the Simulator.

　　 "Pioneer" is the first generation of patriarchs, he is the first simulacrum to tear up the slave contract, and is the ancestor of all simulas.

　　 Guding, the ancestor's spirit, said: "I will serve as your guide and teach you the real fighting style of the simulacrum."

　　 Suddenly, the old German who had been watching snorted, "My guidance is enough, you don't need to be troublesome."

Guding’s face was calm: "Deloiabal Maktus Cizero Rosuohai Yaogu, the noble demon lord, now only the demon seeds are left in the minds of my descendants. It seems that these years The benefits you get from the crowd of mockers are not enough to make you escape from the hands of powerful enemies."

Old German seemed to be very hostile to Guding, coldly snorted: "Your race is just a small investment of this king, Guding, your pioneers don't dare to talk to me like this, do you want to die?! "

　　 In his mind, the old German exploded with supreme coercion, just like a king.

　　Gooding smiled carelessly: "I'm already dead."

　　 Old German's momentum stagnated, but he was speechless.

　　 Because of the first curse, the simulacra has long cooperated with the old German to exchange vitality.

　　 So Guding and Old De, both know each other.

　　 Even Old German knows all the first-generation impersonators.

　　 Old German snorted coldly, relieved the projection in his mind, and ignored it.

　　 Ivo quickly exclaimed: "Hey, don't be angry, old man, please be more tolerant to the dead, okay?"

　　 Guding smiled and said: "You still have a lot of things you don't know about your own blood. I will tell you one by one, but it seems that you have other things to do now."

　　 Ivo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately got his consciousness out of his mind and returned to the real world.

　　 Sagaro deserves to be the guardian, and he is inextricably fought with the large Frost Dragon. The Frost Dragon seems to understand that it can't regain the heart of the glacier.

　　 In the huge golden dragon pupil, a mysterious symbol suddenly appeared, turned into a golden streamer, and imprinted on Ivo who was caught off guard.

　　 There was a burning sensation in his chest. He looked down, and on the center of his collarbone below his neck, a golden rune appeared, shining brightly, and a message suddenly appeared in his mind.

　　 "I, the Blue Dragon of Frost, Tochuzi Nebuldan, swear by the name of the Frost Ancestral Dragon Vodurima, I must freeze your soul before the sky falls and the sea evaporates!"

　　 After the inexplicable information ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the large frost dragon left the battlefield and disappeared into the sky.

　　 Ivo frowned and said, "What is this again?"

　　 Gooding explained his confusion: "This is the talent of the dragon race. It planted a spiritual imprint on a person and can perceive the position of the imprint. You are the deadly enemy of that dragon."

　　 The Heart of the Glacier was robbed. It is not surprising that the dragon hates Ivo, but Ivo has nothing to do with it for the time being.

　　 Tochuzi Nebuldan, this is the name of the dragon, I always think it reads very unique...

　　 and a dragon became enemies, which sounds scary.

　　 But got the heart of the glacier, worth it!

　　 Ivo jumped up, he still has things to do, go to Kairis to confirm whether the king is behind the scenes.

　　 There are also two frost young dragons fighting stubbornly in the negative corner. The battle will not end for the time being, and the queen will have a chance to find out the truth.

　　 soon came to the center of the camp. The queen was no longer watching the battle on the high platform. He asked the guards, only to know that after the queen had met with Sera, he hurried back to the camp.

　　 Many of the guards in the camp looked nervous and hurried past, making him feel an unusual breath.

　　 The number of guards doubled outside the Queen’s Camp, and Ivo was stopped.

　　 But soon, Sera walked out of the tent, told the guards to retreat, and walked in with Ivo with a solemn expression.

　　There are three people in the tent, Kelise, Serra and Erenko.

　　Kalys’s glamorous and noble face, at this moment worried, the first sentence when I saw Ivo was...

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