In the Huayu Grassland in the hinterland of the Eminol continent, the red sun gradually tilted to the west, the black sun quickly overtook it from the distant east sky, and the snowy mountains in the distance cast long shadows underground.
In the distance, several travelers appeared on the winding path created by small business travelers on the grassland. They were obviously traveling much faster than ordinary business travelers.
Oh, it turned out to be a mercenary.
Walking at the front was a burly swordsman, carrying a two-handed sword that was almost as tall as him on his back; beside him was a woman. Different from the other travelers who looked dusty, the girl's whole body was covered with blood.
Extraordinarily clean, the tip of a short bow is exposed from behind her green hair, and there are arrow feathers of different colors in the quiver, which are probably blessed with different magics. It can be seen that the relationship between the girl and the great swordsman is quite special, and they will hold hands from time to time.
On the arms of the great swordsman; behind them is a very tall warrior, whose head shape looks like a half-orc from a distance. After the war between the gods, this race from the wild continent appeared on the continent of Eminor.
He also took root. He held the huge luggage behind him with one hand. The meridians in his hand were winding like earthworms. His luggage was obviously the largest in the entire team; behind him was another swordsman.
, tall and thin, and strangely he is not wearing armor. Most people will be relieved when they see the slender sword in his waist. It is obvious that this is a profession that has become popular in the past hundred years or so - the magic swordsman.
It is said that he is both a magician and a swordsman; the last one is a magician who has been rarely seen in the past ten years. His disheveled hair should smell like many years ago, his face is painted in colorful colors with sweat and dust, and his staff is
Being used as a walking stick, he is quite old...
"Back then, there was no such towering snow-capped mountain here. It was completely flat. Even if you were to walk for a day and night on horseback, you would never encounter such a hillside. Cough...cough..." The old mage's tired voice came from the end of the team.
sound.
"Then what happened?" the little girl asked curiously.
"Isn't it left over from the war between the gods? It is said that this is the place where the upper elf of the ice system and the upper elf of the earth system had their final duel. The power of the upper god was enough to move mountains and fill the sea...cough...cough...this damn little
Hillside." The old mage complained about the hillside.
The team of travelers climbed over the hillside and saw an old man sitting behind a rock on the other side of the hillside. Dozens of goats were grazing on the grass in front of the old man. The breeze blew slowly, and the old man's gray hair trembled slightly.
He patiently wiggled his butt and the tip of his tail twice before eating grass.
There is a winding river further away, and the wind blows from the other side of the river, bringing with it charming moisture. Travelers who got up early in the morning saw that this rare shady place also had water sources to replenish it.
They all put down their bags in unison and decided to take a rest and hide from the arrogant sun above their heads.
"Old sir, excuse me..." The great swordsman took off his two-handed sword and said hello as he walked over.
When he came forward, the great swordsman discovered that the old man was quite old. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyes were narrowed into a line. His face was full of wrinkles. There might be a lot of dust hidden in the bronze wrinkles. His shoulders were hunched.
Countless patches cannot mend all the holes in the clothes.
Realizing that someone was coming behind him, the old man turned around and said loudly: "Young man, what did you say? I'm old and can't hear you anymore." The girl's sharp eyes clearly saw the yellow-white parasites shaking off the old man's gray hair when he turned back, and his brows
He wrinkled up immediately.
The great swordsman also noticed it, and subconsciously ducked his head to avoid the flying creatures. There was something strange in the old man's eyes: "I'm old, and I'm busy..." The old man really had a deaf ear, and there was no such thing.
Thinking that his soliloquy could be heard far away like thunder, the great swordsman had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.
"Old man, we want to rest here for a while and hide from the sun." The great swordsman shouted loudly.
"Old man, you sold me one of your sheep. I want to eat meat." A louder voice came from behind recklessly. Before the words could be finished, a shining silver coin hit the old man's shoulder like a stone.
The bullet fell to the ground. The orcs pounced on the goats on the hillside like tigers.
The old man was anxious, stood up tremblingly, and ran over staggeringly: "No, don't kill my sheep--" He grabbed the orc's sleeve, trying to hold the orc back.
"Don't hurt the old man." Several mercenaries from near and far shouted at the same time.
The strong orc pushed the old man to the ground with one hand, grabbed a satisfied goat with the other hand, and bit into the goat's neck. Blood immediately flowed down the corner of the orc's mouth. The goat's white eyeballs
It was quickly filled with bloodshot eyes, and after two sad bleatings it stopped making any sound.
The old man squatted helplessly on the ground and murmured: "Why do you want to kill my sheep? Why? Aren't they dead enough? Why sacrifice the poor sheep? Why sacrifice the poor flowers..."
The great swordsman showed a deep apology on his face: "Old sir, our partner is used to eating live animals. He has been eating dry food for the past 10 days. It's really... This is a gold coin. You should be able to buy a few sheep."
…”
The old man pushed the gold coin away with his hands coldly, hunched over and crawled behind another stone on his hands and knees, silently looking at the grassland and the frightened little sheep in front of him.
The great swordsman placed the gold coin on an obvious stone and returned to his companions.
After the orcs drank the sheep's blood, they peeled off the sheepskin with bloody hands, pulled out the dagger from their boots and made slender cuts on the sheep's body, sprinkled some salt inside, and wrapped the sheep's body with the sheepskin.
, was buried shallowly in the ground, and a bonfire was set up on the spot - it was obvious that this was a very experienced adventurer, otherwise he would not have known the mercenaries' method of quickly grilling meat.
The strange scene just now made several mercenaries lose interest in talking. They simply drank a few mouthfuls of dry food with water and watched speechlessly as the orcs dug the mutton up from the ground anxiously and ate it half-cooked.
Blood dripped to the ground. There were too many same things, and I don’t know how many times I wiped his butt. Several of his companions didn’t know what to say to this barbaric companion. If it weren’t for the fact that this guy was so honest, he would always
Being at the front and having life-saving experience for each other, this guy should have been kicked out of the team a long time ago.
Suddenly, the wind picked up, and white clouds rolled in from the distant sky like wild horses galloping with the wind. The strange thing was that when the white clouds blew to the top of the hillside, they seemed to hit the wall and stopped.
Instead of moving forward, they are flying in all directions.
The mercenaries who were cleaning up the temporary camp also discovered this strange phenomenon, and everyone looked surprised.
Under the eyes of everyone, the white clouds in the sky continued their shocking move. Some of the white clouds quickly turned red and jumped and danced in the sky like flames; the other part of the white clouds emitted a golden brilliance, spinning and curling up in the wind;
The white clouds in the middle seemed to have suddenly turned into thousands of years of snow-capped mountains, solidifying, and then scattered colorful light around the clouds. Three different types of clouds expanded rapidly, forming layers upon layers of mountains.
The scene in front of them has gone beyond the scope of human knowledge. Even the most knowledgeable old mage has never heard of the strange appearance of the clouds in front of them. The explorers were stunned.
Several crisp chirps came from the distant sky, and the neighing sounded again, already rumbling like thunder over the heads of the adventurers.
The old mage's expression changed rapidly. When the last scream sounded, the old mage tremblingly spat out a byte: "Dragon..."
Dragon? Only the dragon's roar can resound through the nine heavens like this, and go straight to the nine earths like thunder. Only the dragon can chase the wind and the moon at such a speed.
The adventurer had just pictured the appearance of the legendary dragon in his mind, when three huge dragon heads appeared from the clouds, and the dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun flickered in the mist.
Not all adventurers will become dragon-slaying heroes, and not all adventurers want to be dragon-slaying heroes. At least this small mercenary team doesn't want to. However, when three behemoths suddenly appear in front of you, you can't be polite.
Say hello or say: "Mr. Dragon, have you eaten?" and simply send them away. The warriors immediately drew their weapons and surrounded the magician and archer.
Even an orc with a brain as simple as an orc can clearly understand that this is a war with no chance of winning. Three giant dragons are enough to destroy a small country. The pace of the adventurers has become heavier.
Three giant dragons suddenly slowly fell from the sky. Only then did the adventurers discover that there was a knight on each dragon?
Dragon Knights? It is said that there are only about 20 Dragon Knights in the Pancontinent area. I didn’t expect to meet three of them today.
Seeing it was a dragon knight, the hearts of several adventurers dropped into their stomachs. The dragon knight is undoubtedly a symbol of strength and virtue. The dragon knight will not "bully" them anyway...
The giant beast's giant wings stretched in the air, and its body like a hill slowly floated in the air a few meters above the ground. Three dragon knights turned over and jumped off the dragon's back. Their bodies exuded red, gold, and colorful colors.
Light, they took a few steps slowly... They took a few steps slowly in the air, they took a few steps hanging in the air!
colorful clouds
dragon
Dragon Knight
man walking in the air
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In just a few minutes, a series of strange things have made the adventurers think that they have fallen into a strange dream. This must not be true, otherwise how could people walk in the air?
The three knights walked slowly to the old man in ragged clothes, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.
The old man obviously felt something. He raised his head and looked indifferently at the three strange dragon knights in front of him who were radiating light.
The knight in the middle put his arms around the old man's shoulders respectfully and saluted: "Dear King, Bihamosha, Noyeni, Ling Feiyan, our Lord pays you his respects."
Not far away, the old magician almost jumped when he heard three strange names. He said the three names with a trembling tone: "Sun God, Fire God, Lingyun War God..."
According to legend, there are gods in the sky, otherwise there would be no war of gods. According to legend, Lingyun God of War was made a god from among human warriors by the God of Creation at the end of the war of gods. Are they the real gods?
The dilapidated old man was silent and speechless, as if there was nothing in front of him.
Sun God's tone was extremely gentle and humble, and he used many words of respect in his words: "King, I haven't seen you for many years, and the Lord misses you very much, so he entrusted us to perform a ceremony for your deification. He hopes that you can become a high-level wisdom as famous as him.
god……"
Lingyun War God next to him seemed even more submissive: "My king, this position has been reserved for you for 90 years."
"You guys want to tell me that it's not long before I leave this world." The old man suddenly said.
Lingyun War God's body trembled slightly: "Nothing in the world can obscure the king's wisdom."
The old man slowly stood up, his gray hair fluttering in the wind, and his tattered clothes swaying with the wind: "90 years ago, I said that I don't want to be a god, I just want my brother to be resurrected, I just want to be able to
"Have your own lover," the old voice became louder and louder in the world, "I just want the gods to stop treating humans as pawns; today, I still want to say these words, I don't want to be a god, if he still wants to do something
If it's a good thing, let me turn back time, let me go back to before the war, let me go back to the snowfield..."
The three gods lowered their heads deeply. Lingyun God of War suddenly knelt down to the shabby old man as a human knight would do to a king, and said in an excited voice: "My king, everything in the past has made us unable to forget. The past...
"
The old man obviously didn't want to hear any more, so he threw a small black stone and hit the largest goat accurately on the left horn. The goat looked up at him and bleated a few times to remind his partner to follow him.
The old man staggered past the three gods. When he passed by the kneeling God of War Lingyun, he patted his shoulder. The soil in front of the God of War suddenly became wet: "King, do you really want to
Disappeared in the wind..."
"Ha..." The old man's back became even more stooped: "Only by disappearing in the wind, maybe we can find our brothers in the snowfield."
The three giant dragons cowered and made way for the old man.
The old man raised his hand with difficulty and drew a few ancient spell symbols in the air. The leading sheep in front led the sheep across the river on the ripples of the river. More lonely words came from the other side of the river: "People, although they are
He was created by God, but from that day on, he had the idea of controlling his own destiny; perhaps human beings do not have unlimited lifespan like God, but human beings' longing for freedom is as noble as God."
The half-orc, who was the slowest to react among the adventurers, suddenly knelt down heavily on the ground, with his forehead and limbs on the ground, and gave the half-orc the most noble five-hearted gift to the departing old man.
Seeing such an excited orc, the old mage seemed to think of something: "Is he... the king who conquered the orcs' hearts by force?"
"What king?" The little girl was obviously not familiar with history.
"The king, of course, is our king. Apart from him, who else is qualified to win the title of king among the gods, dragons, demons, and the creatures of the Pan-Continent." The old magician's tone was full of pride.
"So it's him? I forgot, he is also a magician." The girl obviously also knew who the old man was, and like all people and gods, she added extremely noble words of respect.
A smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, and a small Rouyi grasped the broad palm of the great swordsman: "If one day, I also leave you, will you wait for your beloved all your life like a king?"
The big hand full of calluses bent the green fingers of the small hand back one by one, and the other hand tightly grasped the hilt of the big sword: "Of course, I swear to our king that I will only love one girl in my life, forever and ever.
." Then, the Great Swordsman and the Demonic Swordsman spoke in a low voice at the same time: "My King, my mercenary career will be like the sword you left behind, strong and upright, and would rather break than bend!"