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Chapter 1: Coming to the sky, returning to the familiar beginning

The blue sky is endless, like a sapphire that cannot be seen, without a trace of white clouds.

The mist spreads thinly, and several black birds waving their wings through.

Pull your vision down, and below is a large lush green forest. Between the woods, a winding path winds out. Under the guard of a team of knights, several horses carrying prisoners were slowly advancing, and the sound of wheels echoed on the tree-lined path.

On the grass of the carriage, there was a young man lying half a year old. He looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with short brown hair, not beautiful or handsome, and he could only be said to have a pretty ordinary appearance.

I tried my best to adapt to and suppress the mix of memories in my mind. This time, I successfully found a world without pushing the trajectory of fate. Although the process has been twists and turns and there is not much remaining source energy, I have made a lot of money and there is nothing to complain about.

"You're finally awake, brother."

When Zhu Peng controlled himself to open his eyes, the first thing he wanted was a middle-aged man with golden hair and ragged armor.

Although his consciousness was still a little dizzy and confused, Zhu Peng first noticed that his wrists were tightly tied by ropes. The thick rope could not be broken free with his slender wrists at this time, let alone...

His eyes turned, looking at the warriors in iron armor in front of the carriage and the cavalry riding on war horses around the carriage, Zhu Peng knew very well that in his current state, it was impossible for him to escape alive, regardless of whether this was a low demon world or not.

"You were about to cross the provincial border, right? I didn't expect to break into the ambush of the Imperial Army and join us, well, and the little thief next to you, too." The middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes in front of me, who was strong but quite kind, still said to himself.

At this time, Zhu Peng noticed four people on the carriage where he was, the blond and blue-eyed man in front of him, a strong man beside him who was not only tied with his wrists, but also his mouth was sealed with a coarse cloth, and the guy sitting opposite him with the blond and blue-eyed man, who he called the little thief.

(This guy, like the guy with a mouth tied beside me, are both warriors who are used to using weapons, and that horse thief is much worse, but he is also a flexible guy.) Without responding to the words of the man opposite, Zhu Peng's eyes flashed across the palms and waists of the three men in the same car. While collecting the information he could collect at present, he felt everything that was descended into his body.

Although all the magic and fighting spirit power were emptied in the carrier that was descended from the carrier, and the physical fitness that was originally as powerful as a dragon no longer existed, his mental will was still his own. Zhu Peng quickly checked his physical fitness at this time... he was just an ordinary person, without fighting spirit, without magic power, and even his physical fitness was poor.

(Hmm!? It's not completely without magic. Although it's thin, it doesn't seem to me who adapts to huge amounts of magic. But this body is not without magic. In other words, it's at least a middle-demon world, with a value of at least five times higher than that.) While Zhu Peng is constantly calculating mentally and improving the data.

The blond, blue-eyed and kind man quarreled with the thin and agile horse thief beside him. The horse thief complained that the other party's subordinate force, "Storm Cloak", made the entire sky province mess up.

"If they hadn't been searching for you rebels, I would have stole a horse to save the hammer. Maybe it's almost here now."

"Hey, and you, we shouldn't be here. These storm-cloaked rebels are what the Imperial Army wants to capture." Some horse thieves with black and brown hair on their backs said to Zhu Pengyan like this, as if they wanted to find an ally for themselves. Zhu Peng closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. The cold mist was transmitted through his chest to his limbs, and under the will of the master, he penetrated his bloodline and tried his best to extract the power he could gain.

The first task to be completed after the arrival of the spy shadow is to ensure that you survive. Otherwise, if you die here, you will be forced to be repatriated, not only for various damages. In the future, the development of this world will be completed. As the initial discoverer, the benefits will be minimized. What's more, Zhu Peng still has many plans in this world waiting to be rolled out.

During the quarrel between the blonde warrior Larov and the horse thief Lockel, the cavalry and the prison car drove into a fortress together. At this time, Lockel was finally frightened to find that he was escorted with a group of storm-cloaked rebels, and it seemed impossible that he was transferred to a more generous prison.

The strong storm cape warrior Larov smiled and whispered: "I can feel that the ancestors of the Valhalla are opening their arms to me. Lord, it is my honor to be able to fight with you." He said to the man next to Zhu Peng with his wrist sealed seal.

(So, are we going to be sent to the execution ground?) Zhu Peng didn't feel much surprised. His target has always been the kind of person who is extremely exhausted. In other words, he is a person who is not far from death. He is also expected to be sent to the execution ground at this moment.

The convoy drove into a fortress made of stone and wood. Below a tall tower, there were a team of soldiers, generals wearing more gorgeous nails, and even female warriors, with a good status, which further demonstrated the abundant magic content of this world.

Because only in the middle and high demon world can women have the talent to completely overcome physical disadvantages and successfully occupy a place in the "war" of men.

"It's really interesting. When I was young, I always felt that the walls and towers of the empire were so safe." With Larov's last sigh, the carriage stopped, and the horse thief Lockel was still a little unresponsive, or he said, "What are we stopping here to do?"

"The end of the journey, or the beginning of everything!" Zhu Peng, who was silent along the way, stood up and spoke at this moment.

Although he has not yet thought of a way to break the deadlock, he is dead when he is surrounded by heavy troops in his physical condition, but Zhu Peng is still trying his best to adjust all his condition and ensure that he will sacrifice his life before he dies.

"Everyone who is named will stand on the guillotine and come one by one." The female soldier was obviously a middle-level officer. She stood among the army and gave orders. Just under the tower, the strong axe-holding man, the priest, and the wooden basket for holding his head were ready.

"Uffrek, Storm Cloak Rebel, Windrug City Lord."

"Larov, the rebels of the Storm Cloak, the villagers of Ximu Town."

As the imperial execution list continued to be recited, it was Zhu Peng and the horse thief Locker beside him soon.

"Lockel, the rebels of the Storm Cloak, the townsmen of Lolick." When the name was read, the horse thief, who was not very determined, completely collapsed. He shouted at the top of his lungs to defend himself to the Imperial soldiers, but it seemed meaningless. When the female warrior waved his hand to force Lockel, the flexible horse thief ran violently into the distance.

"You can't kill me!" he shouted.

At this moment, Zhu Peng, who had been closing his eyes slightly to adjust his breath, also leaned back to one side at the same time, but he did not run along the road like Rockel who was already completely panicked, but instead curled up and rolled and crawled towards the house on one side. Only by breaking into the house with a chaotic layout can one find a possible glimmer of life in such a military fortress.

Zhu Peng and the Rockel escaped at the same time, causing the imperial army to be in chaos.

In this world, warriors pay attention to dying calmly. When they are at an absolute disadvantage, they are caught and trampled to death like mice in the guillotine, and are more popular with the ancestors of the Heroes Temple. Of course, this refers to the situation where there is no chance of victory after defeat.

Because of shooting Rockel and suppressing the slightest rest of the Storm Cloak, the arrows shot at Zhu Peng's back by the Imperial Army archers undoubtedly became much less.

He no longer has the sensitivity to unity of body and mind, so Zhu Peng tried his best to rush forward and search for cover while running as s-shaped as possible, but was still scratched on his left shoulder by a steel arrow. Almost at the same time, Zhu Peng's figure crashed into a wooden house in a private house. At the same time, he heard a familiar dragon roar spreading over the fortress.

"Ao..."

(There are dragons in this world?)

In the wizard world, Zhu Peng himself is a dragon vein. He is even a legendary wizard who is familiar with dragon language/demon language/partial elves. Others in the fortress cannot hear it. Zhu Peng can of course hear the murderous intent contained in the dragon roar in the sky.

(It's good that if there is a one-stop messing around, my chances of survival will increase greatly.) In the wooden house, a thin old woman hugged her granddaughter like an old hen protecting a chick. Her eyes were gray and obviously blind, but she was quite neat and clean. At this moment, she was trembling and hugged a young girl with red hair, while Zhu Peng ignored them and rushed straight to the kitchen knife in the room.

Before the Imperial soldiers rushed in, he didn't even cut the rope on his wrist first, but held the kitchen knife and rushed to the side of the old woman and the girl in the corner, pressing the kitchen knife against the little girl's neck.

"Don't move around randomly. I can't hold the knife firmly now. If you dare to struggle, I will really kill your granddaughter and your grandma!" These two sentences were said to the old woman and the girl. The two mothers who depended on each other could not be quiet under such a deterrence.

At this time, the imperial army had already surrounded the houses, archers, soldiers, and the middle-aged male warrior who had read the list before.

"Let them go, you will definitely not be able to escape. Now letting them go can give you a relatively decent way of death and a burial after death." The red-haired middle-aged soldier looked at the behavior of the boy in the wooden house with disgust and contempt.

"Huh, leave the decent way of death for you. Do you have potions on you? Throw one over, or I will kill them both immediately." Before the warriors on the opposite side could react, a low and powerful dragon roar spread out with a loud roar. The majestic power even changed color to the entire sky.

The red-haired warrior confronted Zhu Peng and his subordinates ignored a mere fugitive at this time, and Zhu Peng directly stuffed the kitchen knife in his hand into the red-haired girl in the old woman's arms.

"Help me cut off the rope on my wrist, and I will leave immediately... Of course, I advise you to take your grandma away quickly, the dragon in the sky is planning to kill here." Although he did not intend to really hurt the other party's orphan and widowed mother, he was still a little apology after all. Zhu Peng pointed out a way for his grandparents and grandchildren. The more he hid in this fortress, the more he said it was the word "death". From the murderous intent of the giant dragon attacking the city at this moment, it planned to turn this place into scorched earth and white land.

The red-haired girl looked at Zhu Peng, and then she really used a kitchen knife to help Zhu Peng cut the rope hard. Zhu Peng was not worried that she would stab herself. On the one hand, she was holding the blade with her wrist, and on the other hand, killing was a bit difficult. With the courage and strength of a village girl, she held an unhappy kitchen knife. Even if Zhu Peng stood here and asked her to kill, she might have to kill for more than ten minutes.

Removed his restraints and stretched his wrists. Zhu Peng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly changed his face. He suddenly exerted force to knock the red-haired girl in front of him to the ground. The next moment, the dragon flame swept in, and almost instantly swept the wooden house and the blind old man standing in a daze to ashes...

"grandmother!"

The red-haired girl cried at the top of her lungs, but Zhu Peng pressed her arms and forced her to hold her back. At the same time, he looked up and saw a hideous giant dragon covered with black steel armor rushing around her. Arrows shot at it from time to time, but they could not break the defense at all.

"At least the legend, even much stronger... This world is interesting." After the dragon flew away, Zhu Peng pulled the red-haired girl who was struggling and rushed out of the fire with her on her arm.

"Hu, huh, okay, you save my life, I save your life, you have both grudges, you run away quickly, this place is ruined." As he said, he bent down and picked up an iron sword from the ground and avoided in the corner. The imperial warriors in the fortress were still fighting against the evil dragon soaring in the sky, but they may not understand that for at least the legendary adult dragon, fighting the enemy alone is the most basic display of his ability.

Zhu Peng ran two steps along the wall, but turned around and found that although the red-haired girl was still crying, she followed her closely with the kitchen knife.

"You... you sent me to Xueman City, I have an aunt there. If you send me there, she will definitely pay you." In the chaos and noisy environment, the red-haired girl spoke like this. A young girl with an ordinary appearance and even a little black and thin voice was quite gentle and charming.

"You are not familiar with this place at all. I know there is an authentic tunnel that can be directly connected, but I need your protection."

A girl who looks only twelve or thirteen years old can actually react so quickly after her close relative dies and seek the most likely help around her. Zhu Peng was quite surprised by this reaction speed and quality. He looked up and down at the red-haired girl.

"Take your kitchen knife away. I don't want someone to carry a knife behind me. So, let's join forces to earn a life for myself first." As the other party said, instead of rushing around like a headless fly, it's better to believe this place-headed snake without any threat. But what surprised Zhu Peng was that after obtaining Zhu Peng's permission, the red-haired girl actually cast a spell between the two of them hiding, and used a healing technique to greatly relieve Zhu Peng's left shoulder, which was originally bleeding.

Originally, Zhu Peng planned to temporarily seal the wound with the surrounding flames and soil.

"Are you a wizard?"

"Apprentice, I only know one healing technique. In two years, my aunt planned to send me to the temple." For a brief exchange, although Zhu Peng wanted to figure out the other party's spell casting method, at least now is not the time. The entire fortress was in chaos, and even crazy imperial warriors attacked the two.

Of course, he may also be a escort soldier. He knew Zhu Peng's identity as a fugitive. He was crazy and his attack with one-handed sword was quite confusing and complicated. In the eyes of Xinding on the ordinary battlefield, he might not be much, or even more powerful. But in the eyes of people like Zhu Peng, he was like a Nobel Prize winner in mathematics who saw a primary school student doing math homework and could hardly understand why the other party made such a mistake.

After stepping, he avoided the opponent's sword edge almost a slight difference. He held the steel short sword in his hand and swung it forward. The not very sharp sword edge drew a perfect arc trajectory and directly smashed the opponent's throat. The imperial warrior fell to the ground. Zhu Peng held the blood-stained iron sword in both hands and gasped slightly. If he was an ordinary person, his mental strength exploded in the moment of melee fighting, and his physical energy consumption would be very severe.

However, Zhu Peng killed someone like eating and drinking water. Although this was not a good habit, he had been killing for many years and was really a habit of killing. The sword took the life of someone. His heart was not full of trouble, and he had no mental power to explode. He was really just the physical ability to swing the sword hard just now. Therefore, after a little breathing, Zhu Peng led the red-haired girl behind him to continue moving forward in the dragon roar and flames.

They avoided the dragon in the sky and the imperial warriors on the ground. Fortunately, most of the energy of both sides is on each other at this moment, allowing Zhu Peng and the red-haired girl to successfully sneak into a solid stone building, at least not directly exposed to the flames and terrifying roar of the black dragon.

As the two entered the building hall, a strong man with blond hair and broken armor was standing in the hall holding a battle axe. Larov turned around, and when he saw Zhu Peng holding a blood-stained iron sword and the girl in red clothes behind him, the rebel in the Storm Cloak was obviously stunned.

"Oh, brother, it seems that you are lucky. I thought you were the same as that horse thief... Well, it's always a good thing to see acquaintances. You can bring Ganjar's equipment. I don't think he can use it anymore." As he said, Larov pointed to a dead male corpse on the ground of the hall. He was slashed in the face with a sword, and his expression still showed the madness of fighting.

Zhu Peng did not be polite to Larov. He directly stripped off all the armor and equipment of the rebels who died in the Storm Cloak on the ground and put them on his body.

When Zhu Peng just arrived in this world, he had only a linen cloth. In addition, he was poor and had nothing. Now he was finally covered with armor and an iron sword in his hand. Even if it was just these most basic equipment, it also soared his survival and combat power.

At this time, the sound of words came from the corridor not far away. Because it was in the imperial military fortress, Zhu Peng and Larov looked at each other, and then they quickly looked for cover to hide. The red-haired girl following Zhu Peng was the same, and the three of them hid in the darkness that was too light.

"Ancient legend, when brothers fight, shadows cover the earth, the dragon clan awakens, and everything perishes... Is the legend true? The one just now, that was really a dragon!" The female captain of the Empire who was about to execute Zhu Peng and Larov, who had been executed before, came in with a subordinate. It seemed that the two of them were also coming in to take refuge. Although even the stone castle in front of the giant dragon was not very strong, it was at least a kind of comfort in the human mind.

"Hey, I will deal with that female officer, how about you deal with the other one?" Larov said to Zhu Peng in the shadow.
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