"How could this happen...how could this happen..."

The late night breeze came through the window.

The dim candlelight swayed gently.

Medolam, who had been married for many years, was sitting at a desk. After reading the yellowed letter in her hand, she could not return to her senses for a long time.

Because the handwriting on the letter was clearly left by his biological father, the previous Khan, Hurius.

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Medolam, my daughter, sees words like face.

I know that you will be surprised by the appearance of this letter. After all, I was very fond of you when I was alive, and I never had any deep love between father and daughter, so you may feel that I have no reason to leave you this letter. .

However, I left the imprint of my soul on this letter. This is a proof of identity. You can use this to confirm it.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

If you can receive this letter, it means that the situation in the grassland has reached an irreversible situation, and the rebellious heart of the grassland orcs may have been known to everyone.

And your brother Arshan is about to make a decision that will bring him eternal infamy and endless torture after his death.

I'm ashamed of him.

Me, I didn't even tell him the truth back then because I was selfish.

While I want to gain eternal life, I also want him to do the right thing and let him bear the terrible price.

I'm just a jerk.

I don't deserve to be a father.

I'm dying, I can feel the end of my life is approaching, and I don't understand until now that I can't be so selfish.

But your brother has grown up. He is too mature and has his own opinions. His mind will not be shaken by me. Even if I tell him the truth now, it is already too late.

But there is still a chance!

Medolam, it's you!

In your brother's heart, your status is supreme, he only cares about you!

I hope you can stop him, Medoram.

I am going to tell you something next, and the writing below is top secret. You must not tell anyone except your brother.

And even you and your brother need to use special methods to see it.

This method is...mix your blood and your mother's ashes at a ratio of 1:1, and then apply it on the surface of the letter, so that you can see it.

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Sorry, Medolam, please forgive me for using this method to prevent others from prying eyes, but I must ensure that only you and your brother can see what follows. This is a last resort.

So, I'm going to start talking.

This matter has to start with my father, your grandfather, Amul Khan.

He is a legend on the prairie.

But his power does not all come from himself.

The reason why he was able to step from Bagua level to Jiugong level was because of an adventure.

He saw the gods!

A true god!

Your grandfather is the only lucky person who can communicate with that god, so he became the Chosen One and has the power to mobilize the power of the gods.

You must not believe it, but your grandfather has never been able to open the second Law Palace in his life, and has been stuck at the early stage of the Nine Palaces throughout his life.

The reason why he can possess semi-god-level combat power is because he can mobilize the power of gods.

The god did not identify himself.

And your grandpa has always only called her 'God-sama'.

This is a deal.

Lord God gave your grandfather the power to unify the grassland.

In return, Lord God requires that your grandfather, after becoming the overlord of the grassland, must do his best to create a beautiful world of harmony and equality for all the grassland races.

Your grandfather is not mediocre, nor is he an overly idealistic person as your brother said.

He knows everything very well, he knows everything. Of course, he knows that many orcs are cruel by nature and feed unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. If he blindly pursues equality with them, he will only get a bite from the orcs.

But he had to do that because it was the will of the God.

He didn't know why Lord Tianjin made such a request.

But Lord God actually didn't have much communication with him from the beginning to the end. Apart from giving him power for the first time, the divine voice came to him several times later to sternly remind him not to forget the original agreement.

So your grandfather could only issue decisions that seemed unreasonable.

Behind all the unreasonableness, there is a reasonable enough truth.

And this is the truth.

An unknown god gave your grandfather the power to unify the grassland, and then ordered him to create a grassland of racial equality.

Your grandfather also issued many government decrees.

For example, 'All races in the Grassland Alliance are equal, grassland people and orcs are equal, there are no monarchs and ministers, only alliances.' This is an iron law, an iron law engraved in the blood of our Nala royal family.

But this sentence did not come from your grandfather.

But that god.

Your grandfather is just a slave of the god and can only do things according to her orders.

Your grandfather was afraid of her, but he admired her deeply.

Me too.

Because that God can give us eternal life!

Starting from your grandfather, every one of his descendants, that is, us, we will not really die after death, but will enter the afterlife as souls and continue to live in that heaven without pain.

This is eternal life!

Who can refuse eternal life?

Your grandfather can't do it, and neither can I. We all yearn for immortality.

However, the prerequisite for eternal life is that we must follow the will of the god and keep the Grassland Alliance in a state of equality among all races. This is her only request.

If anyone dares to disobey this will, he will be regarded as a 'traitor' by the God of Heaven and will suffer endless torture in the world after death!

Medolam, when I say this, do you understand?!

Once your brother starts taking action, he will completely destroy the equal relationship between all the tribes in the grassland. He will become a "rebel of the gods" and be hated by the gods. After his death, he will suffer unimaginable and terrible torture, and he will never die.

end!

Go and stop him, Medoram, stop your brother from becoming the 'Rebel of the Gods'.

I'm sorry for you, really, sorry.

——Your unworthy father, Nara Hurius

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"Bang!"

"elder brother!

"

The vermilion palace door was suddenly pushed open, and in the deep night, Medolam, dressed in a green outfit, rushed in anxiously, holding a yellowed letter in his hand.

Deep in the hall, a young man in white clothes stood by the window, looking out at the bright moon.

Facing the arrival of Medolam, the third-generation Khan remained calm and said calmly: "You are now a woman. You should not break into my palace so unreasonably and let outsiders see it, which only adds to the turmoil.

"

"Brother, look at this quickly! Look at it!

"

Medolam rushed to Arshan, with tears in his eyes, and handed over the letter in his hand in a panic, "No! No! You can't do that kind of thing! You can't become a traitor to God!

"

"..."

Arshan frowned, with a bit of surprise, stretched out his right hand, slowly took the letter and read it.

Soon, his face shrank suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Father..."
To be continued...