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The First Age, 6825, the age of elves and orcs.

Under the gray sky, the thin rain was falling, the branches and leaves of the shrubs in the mountains were wet, and the rain was flowing on the gravel and fallen leaves. Stepping on the ground with one foot can splash a small splash of water.

huh...huh...huh...

The two children were panting and running in the rainy mountain forest. The dense branches, leaves and shrubs covered their figures well, and the flowing rain also took away the inconspicuous traces.

In order to avoid unknown pursuers in the rear, they chose to walk in densely populated areas with shrubs and woods, and also paid great attention to stepping on fallen leaves or stones, rather than stepping directly on the muddy soil to avoid leaving footprints.

After traveling for several kilometers, the two finally slowed down because of exhaustion, and finally hid in the bushes and leaves under a big tree.

Leaning on the slippery stone, the icy rain seeped into the clothes from the neck and front chest, and flowed through the body, making people feel cold and uncomfortable.

"Senna...hu...how are you...hu..." The boy panted and asked his sister beside him. He looked at 16-17, his body was a little thin, and he was beside him. The girl is even thinner.

"Hu...hu....It's okay." The girl was also panting, her little face was pale, and there was almost no blood on the face where the rain was flowing.

"That's good." The boy calmed down for a while, lying on the stone and looking at the drizzling sky, his anxiety and panic finally calmed down a little.

The two are children living in a nearby human village. They are not very young. They usually help adults with chores, such as weaving, collecting firewood, and taking care of captive livestock. Occasionally when he is not busy, he and a few friends of the same age go to the surrounding mountains to play.

Because of this, they are very familiar with the mountains, so they can travel quickly in the rain without getting lost or falling.

Unexpectedly, the place where they usually play will save their brother and sister's life at a critical moment. The young man sighed so.

Humans in this era were very weak, and they often lived in remote mountain forests or narrow caves, so as to avoid contact with the orcs from the outside world.

In today's world, three powerful elf tribes have built three powerful elf kingdoms around the world tree, but they are not very interested in the outside world. Some elves travel the world as rangers and travelers. And they are often highly skilled and adept at dealing with a variety of situations.

Outside the country ruled by the elves, the vast fields, mountains, and seas are ruled by orcs, some of them herd horses, some spread their wings and fly, and some sneak into the sea to cruise, occupying a large amount of land. Although it is far inferior to the elves in terms of the number of high-level transcendents, it still has great strength.

The small mountain village where the two children lived was located in a remote mountain in the territory of the orcs.

In the past, the orcs seldom paid attention to this small village deep in the mountains. After all, the road was difficult to walk, and there was nothing valuable, so they were at peace with each other. Unless you are unlucky enough to run into an orc, you are either played by the other party and killed, or the other party is chasing larger prey and dismissing you. In addition, few people can escape the orc's pursuit.

Their physique and sense of smell are obviously stronger than those of humans, and most of them are stronger than humans in terms of extraordinary strength. An adult orc can easily deal with 3-4 humans. Moreover, many human beings are not well nourished, and it is even more difficult to deal with orcs.

Under such circumstances, in the eyes of these orcs, human villages are like broken mouth snacks after hunting. Occasionally, they come to take a handful to see if they have accumulated any good things, and then wantonly smash and abuse them to relax.

In the face of such a situation, the human side dared not to speak out, and could only keep hiding, migrating to deeper forests and more remote lands.

But even this situation is now untenable.

For some unknown reason, the climate has been cold in recent years, as if entering an ice age, the temperature is also slightly lower, and harvests are not good in many places. And this kind of bad, spread all over the continent, among various tribes. As a result, food and food gradually became scarce.

In the past, the human beings, who were not cared by the orcs, gradually became worse. In the eyes of some orcs, humans are the mice in the mountains, and they always do things like stealing chickens and dogs. Maybe they stole their own food and spoiled other food.

With such thoughts and ideas, some orc tribes began to expel the surrounding human villages, and even more, they just picked up the axe, chopped them down one by one, and brought them back just like other prey, scraped and smoked the meat.

This morning, the village where these two children lived encountered such a situation. Fortunately, one of them was quite clever, and he looked wrong, so he took advantage of the chaos to escape with his sister.

"Brother, do you think Uncle Tonglei and the others will be okay?" After a short rest, the younger sister gradually regained some physical strength and began to worry about the situation in the village.

The boy was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, it'll be alright."

Although he felt very uneasy, he didn't want his sister to be so frightened. Tong Lei is the best and strongest hunter in the village, and he is also the object of worship for many children. Having him always brings people a lot of security.

The two children were like this, hiding in the cold and silent mountains, and it was not until the next day that they carefully touched them back to check the situation.

At this time, the two were very hungry, and they hoped that the village could find a familiar adult or get something to eat.

But when the two arrived at the village, only a gray and black ruin was left.

Houses and buildings appear to have been deliberately destroyed and left

Fire ready to burn. Fortunately, it rained yesterday, only a small part was burned, and most of them were still preserved.

The two walked in the wet mud after the rain, rummaging for possible surviving figures or food.

But unfortunately, the village was thoroughly searched, and nothing good was left behind. In the end, only rummaging in the corners to find the soaked and tender half of the tapioca.

"Father..." The elder brother of the two stood in front of his house, but unfortunately there was only a ruin in front of him, and there was still a little blood on the crossbar somewhere on the ground.

"Is Dad not coming back?" the younger sister on the side asked innocently.

"No..." The elder brother touched his younger sister's head, then endured hunger, took her away, and headed for the depths of the mountain.

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A few days later, the two lost their way while trekking in the mountains, and then they were attracted by a battle in the forest, and they snuck close and watched carefully.

In the mountains surrounded by woods, three orcs held axes and long knives, and surrounded a figure covered in blood in the middle, and the body of an orc fell at his feet.

Roar--

The orc roared angrily, then waved the long axe in his hand, turning it into an arc-shaped afterimage, rushing up and smashing it down.

The blood splashed, and the figure barely avoided the key points of the body, but the body was also cut off with large pieces of flesh. But his goal was also achieved. The bone dagger in his hand slashed a long and narrow opening in the chest of the orc, and the flesh and vague bones gushed out.

He rolled and crawled on the ground, using the surrounding trees to avoid the attack, then snarling and rushing up, inserting a dagger into an orc's body. His body was like epilepsy, but he was extremely fast and frightening.

Under such a frenzied attack, the three enemy orcs were injured one after another, and he was not much better. In the end, he was directly cut by the orcs, and half of his body rolled to the ground.

Several orcs were about to roar a few times, and stepped forward to abuse them, to vent their unhappiness and anger, but they didn't walk a few steps, and fell in pain in the mountains, panting violently, the corners of their mouths turning purple.

The two brothers and sisters peeped at the scene in the distance with trembling hearts, until the few of them died one by one and stopped breathing.

After the elder brother instructed the younger sister, he covered his mouth and nose with his clothes and walked over carefully. He knew that there might be some kind of toxin here, but the two of them hadn't eaten for a few days, and they couldn't stand it.

Tremblingly, he stepped over the corpses and touched the orc's waist, trying to rummage for possible rations.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

He screamed terribly and struggled to run away, and the wrist was not as strong as he thought, and was suddenly freed.

Only then did he turn around and see the man with only half of it left, leaning against the tree trunk and looking at the boy with a difficult and gratifying smile on his face, as if his life had been redeemed.

Is he still alive, the boy thought.

Trembling, as if to exhaust his physical strength, he raised his hand and waved to the boy.

The boy hesitated, then walked over slowly and crouched in front of the man to see what his last words were.

A hand was held on his wrist, and then a piercing pain entered the boy's head. He broke free from the man's wrist again, and this time the man finally fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Looking at this scene, the boy took a few steps back in disbelief, and then looked at the palm of his hand, where the faint red magic power emerged.

The magic power that flows through the body will cause a burst of pain, but at the same time, the power is so clear that it makes people realize the traces of life.

He seemed to understand something, squatted down again, picked up the dagger beside the man, and walked back with some safe dry food.

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Sister Sena looked at her brother's back curiously. Recently, he seemed to be hiding from himself and doing other things.

Now the two have fled to another remote village, where they can settle down for the time being.

Time passed, and another two years passed.

In the past two years, the villages where human beings live has become less and less, and it has become more and more difficult. Many humans from other places have also fled to this small place deep in the mountains.

Faced with such a situation, the adults in the village began to quarrel.

Some people say that we should not accept so many people, as long as we live in peace, why should we take risks to manage others.

Some people also say that having more strength is always better, and it will be safer when it falls.

This kind of argument didn't happen until one day the orcs reappeared not far from the village. Everyone knew that it was useless to talk about it at this time. They could only actively prepare for the battle, because after that, there was the towering Mountain of Sighs, and they had nowhere to go.

The battle started with difficulty, and many people died, but under the leadership of some of the special superhumans, they also achieved considerable results, and the orcs who followed were killed in the mountains.

But the joy of winning did not last long, and another group of orcs came over.

Under such heavy pressure, the number of people in the village learning that special supernatural power gradually increased, and the younger sister also discovered the secret of the elder brother.

"You're using that power too, brother." Sena looked at her older brother.

"Yes." This time the other party readily admitted.

"But I heard that people who practice that kind of supernatural sequence basically can't live for a few years..." My sister looked at the somewhat unfamiliar brother in front of him. He seemed to be taller and colder.

"so what

Well, isn't it worthwhile to trade life for strength, my naive little sister. "This older brother no longer has the feeling of taking care of his younger sister as he did in the past.

"But....but..." My sister wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

"But.... I think my brother can live longer, the matter of dying... I don't want to see..." The voice gradually brought a bit of crying.

"Ha.... You are the same as before..." The elder brother bent down and touched his sister's head with the palm of his bandaged hand.

"But if you think about it this way, you can't do it." He softened his tone rarely.

"Sacrifice is inevitable, even necessary. I don't regret using this power... At least it makes me feel alive." The once blue pupils have now turned blood red, but they are extremely gentle .

After speaking, the elder brother turned and left, the training was about to start again, and more people would join them today to use this power called demons.

The pain penetrated into the bone marrow, like a knife cutting the body, the uninhibited and aggressive magic power flowed in the body, bringing not only physical pain, but also mental torture day and night. Its existence can never be called happiness, but such a special power is like a sharp knife and poisonous, so that life is covered with struggling barbs, cutting those who try to invade.

When forced to the end of the road by the enemy, some humans chose to fight to the death, and the demon sequence gradually entered the eyes of the world.

This peculiar transcendent sequence has various severe side effects in the early stage. Practitioners are almost all short-lived, ranging from a few months to a few years at most, and will die in the failure of organs and internal organs. But more people have not yet reached the limit of their bodies. In this painful torture, they become crazy and mentally disturbed.

A few years later, a woman in her 20s stood in front of a mound and planted a small sapling on the mound.

There was still light rain in the sky, as if it was the same as when she was a child many years ago, but now she is alone.

Silently looking at the land where her brother was buried, the grown-up sister turned to leave, her long soft hair slowly drifting in the air.

After she left, several red-clothed messengers followed, dashing in the drizzle.

"Lord Sena, we are the messengers from the Crimson Royal Court, and we invite you to go to the Valley of Arrow Poison in the north, where there is an existence as noble as you."

"The same?" The woman looked at the gray sky, she had no family now.

"Yes, it is also called a witch. In fact, you are more noble than anyone imagined." The apostle replied respectfully.

"What can I do when I go there, hold a group for warmth? I'm not the kind of fragile person." The now awakened Sena is much stronger than her brother.

"No, we will unite together and use this scarlet magic to forge a new path." The apostle's tone was so sincere that it was close to madness.

At the end of the first era, an organization called the True Red Royal Court arose among human beings. They all practiced the existence of the demon sequence, and in the frenzied killing of this group of people, a country was finally established precariously.

This is also the first human kingdom, the True Red Empire.

And the little girl named Sena also changed her name and became the witch who remembers Ziyue, Selene.

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Time has passed, and the True Red Empire, which has been established for hundreds of years, has slowly prospered and prospered, and the number of human beings has grown to nearly 100 million. And this is finally no longer tolerated by the orcs, and even the mighty elf kingdom is a little restless.

The war broke out again.

In the chaos of blood and fire, several great witches of the Red Empire were killed, and Selene escaped with a few people.

A cabin in a canyon somewhere.

"Heidis, come here, this is Sister Selene." A soft and mature woman greeted the person beside her, holding a small figure.

"Hello, Sister Selene." Hades' black pupils looked timidly at this elegant witch.

"You're okay too." Selene squatted down and looked at the little girl lovingly. Is this her new junior and family? It's really cute.

"I will grow up well in the future." She hugged the little girl in her arms and used her body to warm the nervous and restless heart, allowing her to slowly settle down.

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Time passed quickly, and the little girl in the past slowly grew up and became a beautiful girl.

Selene and Hades were on the hillside side by side, and the two were talking slowly.

"How does Sister Selene view the undead? I feel that many people are afraid and hate me." Hades confided about her recent troubles. That pair of alert and cold eyes made her a little uncomfortable.

"I think it's amazing, very good." Selene held Hades' wrist.

"They only grew up in a stable environment and didn't go through some cruel and difficult times, and they were so innocent and puzzled."

"Strength is the foundation of any happiness, and escaping from ignorance, immersing yourself in the beauty of fiction and fantasy, is not the road to happiness."

"Maybe for a brief moment of entertainment, but then wake up with a lot of nihility and remorse, and then kneel before reality again."

"So, even though this power is painful and dirty, I hope you can hold on tight."

"Because of its existence, it finally gave me peace of mind and reached the real other side."

"Even if it will kill countless people, wipe out their dignity, and be hated by countless people?" Hades stopped and looked at the elder beside her.

"Yes."

"You are already an adult, Hades. Since you are moving forward on the ideal path, you must have the consciousness to accept the consequences. People will be shaken by a few words, and you don't want to have any stains. This is a dream. There are some scenes."

"And some great ideals are destined to sacrifice some, or even tens of millions of lives."

"In this way, the future can be opened up in the dark."

The footsteps of the two slowly stopped at the top of the hill, and they looked at the vast wilderness below the mountain. The flags of the wisteria and the crescent stood tall and covered the mountains and plains.

And this army of corpses spanning hundreds of kilometers across the state and county will eventually open up a brand new country for human beings surrounded by orcs and elves.

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