In the autumn of 414 in the Atroka calendar, the small town of Biancana.
Located just off the Queen Cassandra Highway, this town originated as a military post house during Atroca's war against the barbarians one hundred and fifty years ago.
The then Emperor Reynard III was an out-and-out mediocrity, but Charlotte as the Empress.
Cassandra, on the other hand, had amazing military and political skills and courage, and became the de facto leader of almost the entire empire in the later period of the imperial dynasty.
In that war against the barbarians, in response to the call of the Light God Palace, the empire sent a total of 750,000 troops, in order to transport heavy supplies forward, under the instructions of Queen Cassandra, and even built the second longest huge road in the empire.
Ironically, the war against the barbarians ended in failure, and because of the completion of this highway, although the country's power was greatly reduced at that time, since then, the entire country's economy has flourished because of this highway, and later generations have recorded that Cassandra understood that the war against the barbarians could not succeed, and purely wanted to use the war as an opportunity to suppress all the opposition in the country, and built this road arbitrarily for the future of the country.
It can be said that war is only secondary, and only roads are the real goal.
Whether this is true history, or whether historians have turned the result into a factorial speculation, after all, we cannot go back to the original place through the barrier of time.
Of course, exploring history is not the real purpose of this book, we just need to see the story in front of us.
Now, a riot is lurking in the town and is about to erupt.
It is the deepest moment of the eve before the dawn arrives, looking out from the perspective we are in, far and near is the undulating black shadow of the mountains, in late autumn, the fallen leaves have also accelerated the pace, the scattered houses of the town occasionally flickered a few lights, the sound of dogs came from afar, several small shops in the town have gradually lit up the lights, the sound of the early chef opening the door and splashing water, the sound of "huh, ha" luck, probably a passing martial artist habitually exercised in the morning.
Suddenly, the barking of the dog in the vicinity suddenly sounded, fierce and restless, and the chain was dragged with a startling loud noise due to the violent struggle, but when our eyes moved to a few simple houses nearby, there was nothing unusual, the dog was jumping and barking under one house, and someone in the room was telling Betty not to make trouble, but the dog's restlessness did not stop.
Oh, there were, there were, between the broken windows of the house it faced, there was a faint red light flashing out, the light was not obvious, just like a school of fish lurking at the bottom of the deep pool, the blood-colored light rippled faintly, and after a while, a drunken man came from a distance with messy steps, and shouted, "Matthew take care of your dog" The wooden door opened with a "flutter", and the owner of the dog came out of the room, it was a strong man in clothes, and his sleep was interrupted at this time, which obviously made him quite unhappy: "Hey, Richie, have you drunk again Betty, don't make any more trouble" However, the dog ignored its owner's cries and continued to growl wildly.
When the drunkard got closer, he laughed a few times, and finally saw the faint red light coming from the window, and staggered to his feet, and approached the window curiously.
Ordinary people don't have the money to install glazed windows, and it is not yet winter, and most of the parchment-paste windows used by ordinary people are a little dilapidated.
While the drunk peeked through the breach, the big man named Matthew pulled his clothes tightly in displeasure.
"Hey, it's sick old Joseph living there, it's been years, it's rude for you to peek like this" "Shhh "What do you see," Matthew frowned.
"Hehe" The drunk man turned his head, and at this time, the red glow in the window became more obvious, shining on the side of the drunk's face from the breach, and the blood-red half of the smiling face.
"Oh devil" Before Matthew's eyes could utter a low and grinning drunken whisper, a red hideous giant palm broke through the fragile window and pinched the drunkard's neck in his hand, and then, a terrible face with curved horns squeezed out of the window and bit off half of the drunk's face.
The horns, fangs, red scales, pus and blood constantly flowing from the demon's face, and the half of the face with the brains and blood flying between the giant palms, filled the whole picture in an instant The barking of the dog stopped abruptly Moments later, a loud cry for help resounded throughout the town.
Fire, commotion, fear The sound of destruction and shouts continued to resound in the town, the demons were destroying houses in a frenzy, and the gathering of dozens of torches was the inhabitants with their own farming tools as self-defense weapons, and under the leadership of two traveling swordsmen, cautiously approached the area where the demons were raging.
In fact, those two swordsmen may not be reliable figures, it is said that they have just passed the third-level martial arts assessment and traveled here together, and the difference between them and the residents is probably just two sharper long swords, and now they know that they are facing the evil life at the top of the primeval top, and no one will think that they will have a chance of winning.
But there was no way, in the face of the requests of the residents, the warriors had their dignity, and the residents also had to defend their property, so in a trembling atmosphere, more than 20 people cautiously approached.
"Roar" "Boom" The demon's roar rang out through the nearby houses, indicating that it was wreaking havoc.
However, the behavior of this demon seems to be a little strange, according to the legend, the demon with curved horns has a strong constitution far beyond that of humans, they are evil and bloodthirsty, and their strength is infinite, and each superior demon is enough to withstand an army of hundreds of people.
The demon horns that appeared in the town at this moment were crooked, which was obviously a sign of superiority, but except for the old Joseph's family who were killed at the beginning and the drunkard named Richie, the death toll has not increased since Matthew's warning.
When people flee from afar, the demons simply wantonly destroy the surrounding houses and all man-made structures.
I don't know where I hastily knocked over the candle flame, and now several houses have been burning, and with a bang, with the collapse of a wall, the raging demon also suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, under the light of the fire, this demon is obviously in a bad state.
The open bat wings behind him were broken and broken, and many of the wounds were bleeding pus and blood, covered with bright red scale armor, but many of the muscles were quite weird, like a monster born with a deformity, pus and blood flowed out from all parts of its body from time to time, emitting an amazing stench.
Facing the crowd, the demon roared with outstretched hands.
"Ahh "Ho" The voice seemed to be roaring, but it was like a low cry.
But seeing the appearance of the demon, everyone cried out in fear and confusion and retreated.
However, after a long time, the demon did not step forward, but only waved his strange and strong arm to knock down a beam next to it, causing a huge collapse.
"You—Look, that devil's face" In the midst of the confusion, someone shouted like this, and immediately some people went to observe the demon's face, and most of them shouted in confusion: "What's wrong with that face?"
but a small number of older people exclaimed in amazement: "That face is like old Joseph."
"What a joke really" "Old Joseph was sick more than ten years ago, but that face really looks like his" The town's long-standing residents know that Joseph Sr. became seriously ill more than a decade ago and has been bedridden ever since.
Commoners have no extra savings, and they are seriously ill and do not have the conditions to go to a doctor or a priest, so they often stay at home and wait for death, but although Joseph old Joseph said that although he was seriously ill, he has been in bed for more than ten years, and the young people in the town only know where there is a sick person waiting to die, and the people of the older generation have gradually forgotten this person, but at this moment they suddenly noticed that his face appeared on the demon's body, and they sensed the possibility of people becoming demons, and what suddenly came was a greater sense of fear.
"How can he be a human being?"
"How can a man become a demon" In front of everyone, the demon continued to be ferocious, but never rushed forward, turned and roared, bombarded the house, and occasionally even grabbed himself with its sharp claws, countless pustules continued to burst, and the stench and pus and blood continued to emanate.
After a while, a "ding" sound suddenly appeared, and then, the quiet lyre sound descended here.
With the sound of the lyre, what appeared in everyone's eyes was a gray-robed woman on the other side of the road, who had somehow sat on a large rock by the side of the road, holding a small instrument in her arms and playing lightly.
The gray-haired and pale eyes and pointed ears of the cicada wings show that the identity of the person who came is the most noble race master elf on this continent.
As the firelight flickered, the demon's actions gradually calmed down with the sound of the harp, and instead of destroying, it gradually knelt on the ground, constantly pounding the ground and its own body, and making a "ho-ho" sound from its mouth, as if crying.
After a moment, the demon raised its head and let out a hoarse human voice.
"Colin" With the sound of crying, the demon called the names of many people in front of him one by one, and suddenly the people screamed.
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"He, he knew me really old Joseph" "What the hell is going on?"
"How did old Joseph become a demon, and he killed his own family?"
The first thing the demon did to go crazy was to kill all his family.
According to Matthew, there were several mutilated corpses in the collapsed house, indicating that Joseph Sr.'
s family had been devoured by demons and had eaten most of their bodies.
As if realizing the fact that he had eaten his family, the demon suddenly went berserk again.
Then, a voice drowned out the demon's voice and resounded over the town.
"Haha, it looks like even the Nightmare String can't save him, don't be afraid, everyone, we are messengers from Saint-Ilo, everyone is saved, cheer" Saint Iro, the name of the holy city where the Light God Palace is located, could hear this person's voice, combined with the identity of the demon, everyone didn't know whether to cheer or not, but the two swordsmen shouted at the first time, and then, it was the voice of the woman who played the piano on the side.
"Edward Don't" "It's Late" The moment the arrogant voice sounded again, the indigo light suddenly tore through the night sky, and in front of everyone, a thunderbolt flew and flowed, and it crossed in an instant.
When the light vanished, the demon's body suddenly burst open, scattering into a ground full of flesh and blood, and countless electric lights jumped above the ground.
On the other side of the street, a young man dressed in a gorgeous samurai costume walked slowly, a strangely shaped long knife slowly spinning in his hand, and electric light occasionally swam over the translucent glass-like blade.
"Meet the Two Holy Envoys" Now that the other party has already revealed his identity, no matter what thoughts he has in his heart, everyone knelt down in accordance with the rules for the first time, and the main elf woman waved her hand: "We're just passing by, let's get up." ” The human boy put the long knife back into the strange scabbard behind his back: "All the way, this is the first person who can hold on for so long after mutating." ” But the main elf woman did not answer, put away the lyre, and said to everyone: "Everyone first sort out the endgame, and then report the situation to the nearby temple, because it is a demon, I believe that everyone can get a compensation, but about the matter of the old Joseph, I hope that before the Light God Palace has further instructions, you can keep it a secret as much as possible, we still have something, goodbye." ” As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the road out of the town in the west, and the young man waved his hand in a dashing manner, and hurriedly followed, and when she reached a place where there was no one, the woman of the main elf said: "From Saint-Iro, it's already the eighth."
The young man nodded: "But it's the second time I've really participated."
The people before them died before they even mutated. ” He smiled: "The power is not very strong, but according to the current situation, the consequences of cleaning up the remnants of the spirit mage twenty years ago have finally begun to appear, Eleonita, don't you say that you Santoya have the most research in this area, what kind of place is Santoya?"
"That's not what I'm in, I'm only in charge of the Ancient Taboo."
The elf named Elenita glanced at him, "As for Santoia, we never supported the Great Purge twenty years ago, how many innocent people died in it, and in fact what should have been stopped has not been stopped."
"I don't care about those," the young man raised his chin, "I only know that heresy must be eliminated, in this sense, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let go of one, how strong are the giant god soldiers and executioners, and the doomsday battle heavenly art, this time I must have a good fight in Danma" "We're only here to investigate, Edward."
Ellenita paused, "I hope both of us can go back safely this time, so no matter what happens, please try to be as restrained as possible, okay?"
"But Ellenita, I also want you to know that there is nothing to fear in front of the Blade of the God of War, and I will never run away from any battle against heresy."
The boy didn't give way.
"Doomsday is a martial art that belongs to the gods, Edward, I hope you understand.
Sometimes, a lot of things are beyond the reach of a human being."
"Purple glaze is also an artifact of the God of War, I mastered it at the age of seventeen, the same age as the legendary Holy Son Tianyi.
I don't think I'm going to lose to that doomsday battle for the heavenly arts."
The gray eyes looked at him faintly for a while, and finally did not speak, only a slight sigh flashed.
Looking at the moving figure, a confident smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.
"Eleonita, Saint Ilo will never lose to Santoia, and even if I am a human being, I will not lose to any elves, and I will not lose to you, sooner or later, I will also conquer you as the best inheritor of the young generation of Santoia" Thinking this in his heart, he strode after him, and the sky was slightly white, and the direction was west, Danma.
When the gray morning light was slightly revealing on the horizon, she sat on the stairs in front of the door and took a short rest.
The house is tidy up, breakfast is ready, and the kids will get up later.
The tools used to clean the noble lord's house are also scrubbed clean, speaking of which today's luck is very good, the deacon of the noble lord's house did not find fault with her physical condition, and she will not deduct her salary when she does something, as before, no matter how much she does, the money she can get is only less than one-third of the money of others.
Of course, it is not possible to take it all yourself, so it is better to keep half of it for the deacon, so that he will ask himself to work again next time.
She thought faintly in her heart, reached out to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, and unconsciously, the hand that reached into the cloak touched the deep scar and took it back like an electric shock.
After a while, she sniffed a few mouthfuls on her arm.
It's nice that I don't have that bad smell anymore, and after being treated, I don't have to wear such vulgar and cheap perfumes, and occasionally I can even imagine that I have never had such a disease Although Randall is gone, the children seem to be able to take care of themselves, and in the past six months, they have saved some money, and even if they have any accidents, they will be able to persevere.
Yes, Mr.
Rezaduk is going to perform tonight, the lyre has been adjusted over and over again last night, after Grandpa Bacchus taught him for a while, his piano sound is finally much better, Mr.
Rezaduk praises himself every time he comes, although the number of times he comes has gradually decreased, but every time he comes, he is like a feast for himself.
Thank you, Sinloth; Thank you, Mr.
Resardok Al; Thank you, Lady Barbara, and of course Master Felix, thank you, for the last period of my life: