.This chapter is dedicated to those brothers and sisters who have been with me for 4 years since "Singing"

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In the secret room underground in the Golden Desert, the mysterious man held the wooden box in his hand fiercely, and was very excited, and his hands were trembling.

"Old thief, old thief, you are all guarding against me and don't give me a chance. Now, the things still fall into my hands? When I master this secret, it will see how you still have to live in peace and still have a corpse position!" The man's laughter was a little weird and shrill, but his words were in a strange tone. Erehagel and Stera's understanding of imperial culture was like a cloud of mist.

"Your Excellency, are you okay?" Rehagel said.

"Nothing!" the man smiled, and then said, "Your Excellency Thor, this thing doesn't really work for you, but it's related to the fate of a country. After you go back, I will hand it over to Your Excellency Jose in person."

"I will listen to the emperor." Rehager had no objection to hearing the mysterious man say this.

"Your Excellency, you should open it and ask us to see what's there." Stera finally couldn't help but shouted.

Fortunately, Terra's mind was all on the wooden box and she didn't pay attention.

"What?" The man opened the wooden box and his expression suddenly changed. Fortunately, he had a cloak covering his face, otherwise the man's expression would have been very wonderful now.

"What's wrong?" Rehagel's expression also changed. He didn't care that this thing was temporarily kept by the man, or even that he didn't care that he could destroy this thing at any time.

But his sixth sense told himself that the things in the wooden box are gone and have been taken away by others, and this is what he cares about.

"It must be the Han soldiers, it must be the fleeing Han soldiers!" After saying that, the mysterious man threw the wooden box in his hand to the ground, and the wooden box instantly split into pieces on the bluestone floor.

Stera looked closely and found that it was indeed empty inside.

"It must be the Han soldiers, it must be the fleeing Han soldiers!" The mysterious man roared again, as if he was deliberately suppressing his anger. His voice was not loud, and there was a beast that was injured.

"Your Excellency, don't worry. According to the teacher's calculations, those Han people should have fled back to the Han Empire from the Helan Mountains, so they will only be behind our army. Moreover, according to the frontline, the coalition forces have now captured the Guhe Mountain Pass. If they are detouring, they will be behind us for at least half a month. Therefore, unless they do not return to the empire, they will definitely be blocked by us." Lehagel advised.

"It's better to go back first and listen to it before you go down." Stera's tone was a little bleak and relieved. He didn't want to do the darkest step.

Of course, if darkness can be exchanged for light, he, the Hell Dog, doesn't care about actually falling into hell.

The mysterious man did not give up. Rehager and Stera also directed the soldiers to search. Soon, these people discovered the passage where Lei Dongfeng and Jiang Zhuying walked that day, and followed the passage and entered the secret room buried in the entrance by yellow sand.

After searching carefully, they gained nothing except the dust on the ground.

"Let's go." The mysterious man sighed, looking at the entrance that was already filled with yellow sand, but suddenly cheered up.

"An empire with a decayed foundation is like this collapsed hole. Although it looks nothing on the outside, it is hopeless! So, even without these, I will definitely destroy you." The man said silently in his heart.

"Who is he?" Stera looked at the blurry figure of the man under the torch ahead and said.

"He is a person living in the darkness, a grandmaster." Rehager's voice recalled at the right time.

"Thank you for your kindness, but how do I think you are more like a devil who always peeks at other people's eyes?" Stera cursed with a smile.

"Everyone has a devil in his heart, except Als, maybe." Rehagel murmured like an epiphany.

"The devil is not scary, what is scary is the person who raises the devil." Stera suddenly lost her smile and said coldly.

"Yes, Lord Bergman is very scary." Rehager fought back.

"If I can get what I want, I'd rather be a devil." Stera didn't care.

Rehager and Stera returned to the ground with the mysterious man, and it was almost dusk.

At this moment, the storm that was raging above the Golden Desert had dissipated, the setting sun was as bloody as the sky, and Western coalition soldiers stood everywhere in the ruins, silent.

With his strong subordinates, Steraben's somewhat empty heart suddenly became full.

"You must have stronger power." The man's cold-looking heart burned again. He was really a young man with extremely passionate blood in his bones.

The group of people embarked on the road back to the blue ocean oasis facing the bloody setting sun.

"The distant hometown exudes the fragrance of oats and the lonely singing of violets..." Facing the desert shining with the setting sun, Rehager on the horse suddenly hums an ancient folk song from the Western Continent in the earthly language that is no longer commonly used in the Western Continent.

The singing resonated from such a broad chest cavity was surprisingly gentle, slowly spreading with deep and heavy emotions.

For a moment, all the soldiers of the Western Alliance were stunned. The folk song was not widely circulated. Most of these soldiers had never heard it. They just thought that Lord Thor was so intoxicating.

The more Lehagel sang, the lower his voice was, just like the slowly falling sunset, the light gradually dissipated, but it became more exciting.

"...Beautiful girl, waiting by the wooden house, I saw the golden rice fields and the fragrance in her hands..." Stera suddenly sang with her, her voice clear, as dazzling and charming as his brilliant short golden hair.

The singing of Rehager and Stera is surprisingly harmonious, one is low, one is clear, one is heavy, and the other is high...

"How could you sing this song...Stera..." After singing for a while, Rehager was silent for a moment and asked.

"How can the descendants of the Odin clan forget their singing?" Stella chuckled.

"I am from the Billes Mountains, I don't know what Odin tribe." Rehager returned to his usual expressionless ground.

"But that at least it wouldn't be the barking that Falls's loyal dog could." Stera smiled slightly, slapped her horse away, and her singing was still loud.

Rehager did not refute, or his refutation was blocked by the singing below Stera.

"Odin's eagle spreads its wings in the sky; the glory of the gods shines on the vast continent. We are the storm, we wander on the land of our hometown... Dear girl, just wait for me in that distant paradise." After the song was sung, Stera burst into tears.
Chapter completed!