Qin Nan watched helplessly, a person quickly turned into a wriggling long snake, but with the stretching of his body, the young man had died silently.

"He offended the Snake God, and he deserves the sin!"

"The curse of the gods! This is the curse of the gods!"

"Those who violate the gods will be punished by the gods!"

Although the people spoke the local languages ​​of the Southern Continent and Qin Nan could not understand them, with the years of occupation by various countries in the Northern Continent, many people here began to speak the languages ​​of the Holy Tianluo Empire.

"What is he?" Qin Nan asked to the guide standing beside him.

The guide wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked scared, and then said respectfully to Qin Nan: "Your Excellency, he offended the supreme snake god Yalomoen, so he was cursed by God."

"Can you tell me about Yalomoen?" Although Qin Nan came this time just to enter the tomb of the Son of God and obtain the Taichu Divine Pattern Stone, this did not prevent him from encountering the three-headed divine snakes.

Qin Nan was still very happy to know more about this so-called three-headed divine snake.

The guide quickly glanced around and then said in a low voice: "It is said that the snake god Yalomoen is the god who ruled everything, and he created everything in front of us."

"His three heads, one represents flame, one represents flood, and one represents curse."

"According to the classics here, more than a thousand years ago, Alomone appeared on the God Platform and used his curse to directly transform a group that desecrated him into a group of snakes."

Qin Nan listened to this mythical legend, and his heart began to connect this Alomone with the human god of Sequence 3.

However, Yalomoen has three heads and uses different sequences of attack methods, which makes Qin Nan very curious.

After all, he now has two different sequences, which are already a little overwhelmed, while the snake has three different attack methods.

However, the guide only knows some ordinary content, but not much of it as far as in-depth understanding is concerned.

After walking around Steinburg, Qin Nan found that although there was a church of the Storm Church here, the local people still believed in the three-headed serpent.

At noon the next day, Qin Nan, wearing a formal outfit, drove a small boat to the agreed estuary location.

This place is not too big. In Steinburg, it is a wasteland, with long reeds and birds filling the place with a breath of vitality.

When Qin Nan arrived, he saw a huge parasol of three meters in radius. Under this parasol, a young woman who looked over twenties was drinking coffee leisurely.

Jasper-like porcelain and exquisite tables and chairs add a bit of elegance to the place. The woman's palms became whiter and brighter under the sunlight, and her smooth and bright skin seemed to be more charming than porcelain.

The moment Qin Nan saw the woman, a familiar feeling arose in his heart. When he looked at the woman, the woman also looked at him with a curious look.

"Ms. Poison." Qin Nan, who had already guessed the identity of the woman, stepped to the depth of the woman and asked in a deep voice.

The woman nodded and said, "Do you want a drink?"

Looking at the table with only one cup, a hint of doubt flashed through Qin Nan's heart, but he still said, "Thank you."

Wearing a lilac court dress with poison, she waved her hand gently, and a white porcelain cup appeared strangely in her hands.

"This is the southernmost Hongyun Coffee from the Southern Continent. Some people say that it is the best coffee in the world." The Poison lady took a sip of the coffee in her cup and said leisurely: "It's a pity that I didn't feel it."

"I can't drink it, but it tastes pretty good." Qin Nan took a sip, revealing a hint of enjoyment.

"Have Ms. Poison just arrived?" Qin Nan asked casually.

"I've been here for two days." Ms. Poison smiled softly and said, "Although I believe Oros has a good judgment on the situation here, I'd better feel at ease if I investigate many things myself."

Mrs. Poison's words made Qin Nan feel ashamed. Although he also learned about the situation in advance, there seemed to be a big gap compared to Ms. Poison's.

As if he realized Qin Nan's embarrassment, the poisoned woman smiled and said, "In fact, I didn't find any useful clues."

Just as the two were chatting, a black light suddenly appeared out of thin air. The black light rushed towards the parasol where the two were.

The moment the black light appeared, Qin Nan felt a huge sense of crisis. He felt that if the black light was to deal with him, he would definitely be dead.

Under such circumstances, Qin Nan subconsciously took a step back and the angel battle puppet fell into his hands.

Fortunately, the black light rushed under the parasol and turned into a middle-aged man in a black formal attire and a half-tall hat.

Judging from his appearance, he was a gentleman from the Holy Tianluo Empire, but his slightly pale face and a little red lips made him exude a gloomy atmosphere.

"Hello, Ms. Poison!" Crow took off the hat from his hand, bowed impeccably, and looked at Qin Nan again and said, "Gemini, your sequence is indeed a bit low."

"If I were Oros, I wouldn't agree to you join the action."

This guy's words were really direct enough. Although Qin Nan was unhappy with such words, he still kept his demeanor and said: "I have confidence that I will not be a drag on you."

"I hope so!" Crow did not entangle anymore, but ended the conversation between them with this sentence.

Ms. Poison also presented Crow with a cup of coffee. The two obviously had some contacts, so there were many common topics.

A small boat floated silently from the estuary. The small boat was extremely dark. It suddenly changed direction at the estuary and drove towards Qin Nan and others.

The boat was silent. Although it was sailing in the sea, it soon sailed to Qin Nan and others.

There were two people standing on the boat, one was an old man in gray robes, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing silver chain armor, giving people a calm and solemn feeling.

This man stood next to the old man, and in terms of momentum, he was no less than the old man in gray robe.

"Oroth also invited others." The moment Ms. Poison said this, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes. Obviously, from Ms. Poison's perspective, she did not like to increase the factors she was doing.

A hint of coldness flashed in Nakro's eyes and said, "It's Duke Sentanin, the heir of the blood of the gods."

"I just don't know how powerful his divine bloodline has."

The blood of the gods, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Nan's eyes, while the Poison Ms. Poison said in a deep voice: "In the Northern Continent, in addition to the known sequences, there are also the bloodlines of the ancient gods that can become extraordinary people."

"But in the past, because the gods were sleeping, the mysterious power between heaven and earth was weakened, so not only did the gods' bloodlines and the incomparable difficulty of awakening, but in terms of the strength of their power, they were much weaker than those of us extraordinary people."

"But now, with the recovery of the gods, not only are there more and more awakened people in the bloodline of the gods, but they are also stronger and stronger."

"The Duke Sentin in front of me is a heir of the bloodline of the gods who have awakened to the demigod stage."

Qin Nan nodded to Ms. Poison and expressed his gratitude to her explanation.

Duke Sentin and Oroth got off the black boat together and walked under the parasol. At this time, there was only one place left at the small table. While Oroth was hesitating, Duke Sentin had already said to Qin Nan in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, please pay attention to your identity."

This sentence is not too loud, but it has an unquestionable smell in this sentence.

He was telling Qin Nan that you have the lowest cultivation level and you are not worthy of sitting here at all. Please move your current position aside.

This is a kind of suppression of the superiors over the inferiors. In normal times, Duke Sentany often does such things. However, in the past, as long as he gestures, someone will naturally speak for him, but now, he needs to take action himself.

Qin Nan was originally full of curiosity about the descendants of this god, after all, there was such bloodline in his bloodline.

But he did not expect that the Duke of Sentin came up and gave him such a warning.

As the host of this action, Oros was the most appropriate to speak, but Oros had no intention of speaking out about Duke Sentin. He sat quietly in the only empty seat.

This action is actually a statement and a support for Duke Sentinel.

Crow and Ms. Poisonous Lady looked at each other without saying anything. Although they and Qin Nan were both directors of the diviner family, they did not have any deep friendship after all. They were unwilling to do something that Qin Nan had to do with another deacon.

Qin Nan faced Duke Sentan, who was a demigod, and said unpretentiously: "I am a participant in this operation, you are just a latecomer. You should pay attention to your identity."

"If you feel there is not enough space under the parasol, you can find a place to stand, and no one forces you."

Because he was too trance-sharp, Qin was not prepared to retreat during this action, and as long as he did not retreat, it determined his attitude.

It is useless to show weakness, so there is only one to fight head-on.

"Haha, the young people today are really inferior to each generation. It's fine if they don't have much ability, but they are still very talented now."

As Sentan said, he grabbed Qin Nan with one hand. The moment he waved his hand, a layer of silver light had already wrapped his palms, making him look like sterling silver.
Chapter completed!