Chapter 217: Drunkard doesn’t mean wine
"As far as I feel, the nature of Titan is very kind." Warchief Saitos shook his head with a bitter smile. "But in the face of the cruel proposition of survival, how can you be conditional and reckless? I have to make a choice that goes against my heart."
"Please keep talking." Faced with such a heavy history, even Richard did not want to comment lightly.
"When that earth-shattering disaster swept through everything, the Titans once led the coalition forces to retreat to the other side of the world for refuge. But the increasingly depressed elemental tide eventually forced them to come to the new world again." Saitos held his knees with both hands. There was a look of remembrance on his face, "At first everything went well, although the New World environment has been nearly devastated. But before Titan set out with enough crops and populations, sooner or later, he could rebuild this place into a beautiful home. It's an age full of hope."
He watched Richard pause, and his tone gradually became heavier: "But as time goes by, one hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years, five hundred years. We iron giants, watching the original normal sovereign, Colleagues, subordinates, a little bit weird! Their faces gradually distorted, their eyes became scarlet, and their tempers became more weird, crazy, and unreasonable."
"Until one day, I discovered that they were actually fighting each other and swallowing under the cover of night, and everyone didn't take it seriously. I finally understood that the unprecedented psychic storm might not have completely subsided, but it was turned into a more concealed way. ——But it's too late!" The iron giant's big hand was pressed on the ground, and the knotted oak rhizome couldn't bear the strength and collapsed every inch.
Richard took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and asked in a deep voice in disbelief, "Even the Titans are evil?"
"I really don't want to slander the former lord of the giants!" Every sound that bursts out of Chief Saitos's mouth is as heavy as a thousand-pound weight. Huge teardrops dripped from the corners of his eyes, before they had time to form, they were wiped away without hesitation.
The stalwart creature of the hill has red eyes.
At this moment, his heart is not stronger than that of a mortal, and he must suppress the unimaginable pain.
"In fact, the Titans are the top magical creatures in the known category, and their ability to resist bad conditions is amazing."
"Isn't this a good thing?" Richard bought a cotton cloth in the system shop.
This cotton is enough to make a complete set of household bedding, and after being shaken, it is barely enough to be used as a handkerchief for the giant.
"It's definitely not a good thing-as the wise races that the Titans migrated from the other side of the world, most of them have become mad monsters irrational." Saitos wiped the corners of his wet eyes and blew his nose vigorously. , "Only Titan, with its own exaggerated superior resistance, still retains a lot of rationality in the face of spiritual erosion."
"But they can't be totally unaffected. Although their minds still exist, their personalities are completely distorted, becoming tyrannical, cruel, bloodthirsty, and losing all the good qualities they once had! Think about it, it's more than an irrational monster. What's terrible?"
Lord Lord only sighed about this-if there is anything in this world more terrifying than an irrational monster, it must be a sensible monster.
Based on the black history of aboriginal people's treachery, promises, and trying to catch refugees on the experimental platform, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are monsters. But what the Titans did was not to fight against monsters and turn themselves into monsters.
"Richard, you probably can't imagine how hurried the people and I were in the face of all this. When everyone was declining, the iron giant, who was born to resist the erosion of the soul and was not affected in any way, gradually became Alien, no matter how difficult it is to get along with other people." Chief Saitos said with a sullen face, "Sometimes even the Iron Giant himself can't help but wonder whether it is the whole world or ourselves that is wrong."
"Evil transformation is probably like drunkenness, I will never feel it." Richard rested his chin in thought.
"A very apt metaphor." Saitos nodded repeatedly, "After the demonization of Titan, he called himself a **** and divided his people into five categories: sacrifice, nobility, warrior, commoner, and slave. As blood, the upper giants are actually the most A noble sacrifice, but in this case, the iron giant can only choose to exile himself, so I came to this volcanic crater closed to the outside world together with my clansmen, closed the door and lived by myself."
Lord Lord heard an amazing news from the words of the iron giant in front of him-he was not the second generation born in the new world, but the widow who migrated with the Titans back then.
That was at least tens of thousands of years ago!
The life of a giant is really long, even if he has been asleep for most of these years, it is amazing enough. It is no exaggeration to say that his existence itself is a living history book.
"Later, after the elven empire in the world of the other side was destroyed, some elves came from the other side. The protoss split them up and sent them to the priests to serve as subjects. Some of the beast elves were assigned to the iron giant clan. We were surprised to find that because the tiger elves came here for a short time, and the power of Psionic Storm was weaker than at the beginning, even though they became a little bit bloodthirsty and warlike, in general, they were pretty good. A rare normal person in this distorted world."
"No wonder." Richard nodded clearly.
He felt that these tiger spirit styles were a bit too violent, and he didn't even inherit the slightest temperament of the elves. It turned out that it was because of some external influences.
"The feeling of facing the entire deformed world alone is really bad, so the iron giants decided to protect them, even if they were partners." Chief Saitos said.
"What should I do?" Lord Lord couldn't help being curious.
He already knew that the Iron Giant itself had a talent for "steel mind", but it seemed that it could only protect himself, and he couldn't even cover the rain and dew. Otherwise, the Titans shouldn't be evil in the first place.
Chief Saitos suddenly came to his spirit: "During the long time staying alone in the Twilight Forest, the Iron Giants were not idle. We found that Twilight Forest seems to have a very special geographical endowment There are six natural stones. Acupoints. As long as there are more than twenty iron giants sleeping in each of these six stone caves, our talents can be stimulated to form an invisible barrier with certain spiritual protection capabilities!"
"So that's it." Lord Lord nodded clearly.
This kind of thing is not too weird, occasionally in extreme coincidence circumstances, natural terrain will have more magical effects than alchemy props.
"It seems that we can still sit here and drink, all relying on the hard work of the iron giants."
"Don't be happy too early." Chief Saitos drooped his eyebrows and blinked at Richard twice, looking a little unnatural.
"When our iron giants are active, we can even skip food at all and survive only by absorbing the elements. But once we fall asleep, we have to consume iron to replenish our body. About two or three pounds per person per year will do. All two hundred members of the tribe can only be combined. Five hundred pounds a year."
"This amount is reasonable, but the minerals in this late forest are very scarce, and iron ore is almost scarce than gold!"