Actually, when he was on stage, he didn't even know what was going on. Although the teaching assistant explained it concisely and clearly, having lived most of his life, he would never believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.
So he dismissed the students and brought Xiao He here alone.
It was precisely to verify the truth of the matter.
"Come on, I heard you can use skills to cut down trees. Use your skills on me, let me see."
Xiao He also knew that if the academy didn't get used to him being a traitor among the priests, such doubts would probably arise every day.
It's one thing for students to have questions, but then there's the professor, the dean—isn't that a waste of time?
Thinking it over in his mind, he raised his hand without hesitation.
He Yu appeared, and the "Minor Recovery Technique" was fully charged.
release.
"this……"
Yuan Hua was stunned.
It is clearly a light full of hope, but when it shines on people, it feels like it is robbing them of hope.
Evil, cruel, cold, and desperate.
Every word that can be used to describe death can be used to describe it.
"This is a mutation."
After a long silence, he uttered only this sentence.
Xiao He blinked, silently waiting for him to continue.
"Have you ever read the story of the Ten Elemental Gods?" Yuan Hua asked, seemingly out of nowhere.
Xiao He shook his head apologetically.
"Hanflav, God of Life".
As Yuan Hua spoke, he was lost in his own thoughts.
"If his followers, after believing in him, were to gain the right to take lives, then he would be warning people that a catastrophe is about to befall the world!"
“But this is just a story, isn’t it?” Xiao He asked after hearing this.
Yuan Hua shook his head: "Do you know why our ancestors migrated to Nuojin? Even though at that time, a powerful dragon clan occupied this place... And do you know why the dragon clan became extinct on a large scale after they were driven out?"
Xiao He frowned.
"That's right, ten thousand years ago, there was also a 'Grim Reaper'."
"Is it just one person?" Xiao He asked, puzzled.
"No." Yuan Hua summoned a painting from thin air, and an ancient painting appeared in his hand.
The painting depicts a vast, boundless land, upon which a group of creatures are running desperately, appearing so small.
There were no enemies chasing them; the only thing that made their hearts pound was the vast expanse of dark clouds in the sky.
Its jet-black color was strangely similar to that of lotus jade...
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