Boom!

Bang!

The black boulder was cut down to cracks.

A knife.

Another knife.

It has been more than 30 years since he started practicing, day after day, year after year, every day in addition to eating and sleeping is swinging a knife, like a robot, swinging a knife for more than ten hours a day.

His knife still looks quaint, straightforward, without any fancy fancies, so simple that people can see through it at a glance.

"He doesn't have any distractions, and wielding a knife to make him happy is the only meaning of his life. ”

This is what everyone says about him.

This person is said to be a human sent by the ancestor Irfan, and it seems that he has some kind of transformed combat form, and has the same great potential as the ancestor of Irfan.

At the beginning, Arthur was also very concerned, after all, he was innate and powerful like a high elf, and he had a fourth-order cultivation when he first saw him, at that time, Arthur saw that this young man liked to wield that ugly axe all day long, so he gave him a sharp long knife.

So Ah Chou was very casual, and began to drop the axe and start wielding the knife.

It's just that I gradually discovered that Ah Chou doesn't seem to have a fighting form, only such an ugly humanoid body, and for thirty years, every once in a while, his cultivation will fall out of thin air, and it has been maintained at the level of the fifth order.

Gradually, Arthur became disillusioned with him.

This is a human being with a low IQ, even like a fool, you usually talk to him, he is just listening quietly, waving his knife while listening, and there is no response.

"This is the defect of our human beings! Not only will we be plagued by diseases, but we will also have some deformities. "Some people dream of the perfect form of the elves.

Even over the years, some people have gradually developed the habit of whispering things that they can't communicate with others, and they will secretly go to tell the knife-wielding ugly, confessions, hearts, and prayers, as if they didn't hear it, they still wield the knife, and they won't tell the secret to others.

Stupid ugly, he's a very qualified listener.

Gradually, after thirty years, he got the name "Listening Ugly".

Many people will develop a habit of praying and telling, and even some thieves and thugs will come to the ugly because there is no one to show off, tell their triumphant achievements, and then continue to steal.

Ah Chou wields a knife in place on the mountain every day, forming a landscape.

He can hear many dirty and evil things that many people will never hear in their lifetime, the pure love of young girls, the repentance of the elderly, the troubles of the cultivation of the strong, and the suffering of the poor...

Ah Chou listened to so many trivial lives in the red dust, the good and evil of human nature, but he didn't seem to hear it, the knife was still steady, not affected by mortal dust, and the precise repetition of one knife after another fell on the blade.

Wielding a knife seems to be the whole of Ugly's life.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

In front of a huge mountain cliff, Ugly still wields a knife.

At this time, when the end of mankind came, there were many people standing behind him, praying, far more than all of the past thirty years, the old people, women, children, and the prime of life, all praying sincerely before they came to die.

This is the psychological comfort they have cultivated for more than 30 years, and it continues to do so today.

Before, they all came alone, secretly telling their hearts when no one was around, but in front of death, there was no need to hide secrets, no need to care about other people's eyes, everyone was muttering to themselves, and there was only one object to confide in: the listening ugly.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ugly brandished the axe, still not noticing anything, he was still wielding the knife in the sound of countless people.

The first days after the declaration of war passed.

Countless people prayed, they told the story of the day, some of the mob went into madness, burning and looting everywhere, only to be stopped by the warriors of the human race, it was the darkest day of calamity.

The next day passed.

On this day, the safety of the people was guaranteed, people walked from riots to stability, and began the last prayer of life, in front of the ugly, people gradually began to tell each other, communicate, discuss, and weep bitterly full of sobbing voices.

Even thieves, thieves, and robbers are confessing to the crowd and wailing and weeping.

And they were shocked to discover a terrible thing: there seems to be more than one ugly.

"What, there is also an ugly man in the mountains of your tribe, who is constantly wielding a knife!?"

"Ugly didn't flee from the distant Montu Mountains with us refugees, but has been here all along?"

"There is also a clown over there, who keeps swinging a knife, and we all call him an ignorant clown!

"Our dull ugly one!

"Your tribe, our tribe.... Combined, there are four ugly people in total?"

.....

Clang!

Bang Bang!

Ugly is still wielding a knife.

But the people who prayed fell into a strange situation.

Before, the human tribes were quite primitive, and they were distributed and hidden in the dense forest, each hiding from the elves, almost not communicating with each other, even if it was a strong man like Arthur, there was no time to communicate with all the tribes, and now the catastrophe has broken out, and only a small number of refugees have died in a group, and people exchange information to discover this terrible fact.

"Ugly, are you really stupid?"

"What the hell is he..."

The third day arrived.

Humanity is still praying, but all of them are not indifferent, because today is the final war, and Arthur of the human race challenges the elven Emperor Yumia to decide the fate of the last human race.

At this moment.

The sky is shaking, and the foliage is brushing.

There was a faint glimmer of light in the clouds, and a trace of holy white light spilled down the valley like a beam of arrows, and eleven great ancient beings focused their eyes on this mortal land.

"The war is coming to an end..."

"Our hands are stained with blood donations, but we will repent for the rest of our lives..."

In the sky above Bilomon, there were countless horned eagles, huge Chimera beasts, like huge winged shadows wandering among the white clouds, countless elves whispered, all of them did not dare to approach the battlefield, and no one dared to approach the threat of Emperor Yumea.

Not far away, in the mountains, countless people, the inhabitants of every town and tribe, stood on a high place, overlooking the battlefield in the valley in the distance.

"When our ancestors stole the forbidden fruit.... When we are born in the mortal world.... When we are deprived of divinity.... Immersed in misery..."

A faint stream of human tribe songs spread across the valley, the notes vibrating into the sharp ears of the elves in the heights.

Almost the entire valley, at this moment, sounded at the same time a synchronized mournful elegy.

"We don't have a choice. Arthur, a human swordsman in huge black armor, holding a giant sword into the ground in both hands, looked at Emperor Yumea in front of him, and showed a free smile.

"We brothers, fight together. ”

A demon was tall, covered in flames, with two twisted spiral horns on his head, and the demon Ruel also stood in place, "Yumia, you may not be able to defeat our two brothers. ”

"Is this your last strength?"

Emperor Yumea's face was calm, his jade legs bare, and his legs were shrouded by fire spells.

Rumble!

With a kick in the air, large beads of sweat were sprinkled, turning into ripples and flashing like breathing, as if a huge invisible net of coercion shrouded the valley and pressed it in all directions.

Even the horned eagle knights in the sky and the humans on the top of the mountain not far away felt invaded by a huge pressure, unable to open their eyes, their breathing was suppressed, and they bent down in pain.

Crash!!

Countless gray tumbles and surges, forming a red mushroom cloud as thin as a nuclear explosion in mid-air, and the mushroom cloud slowly stirs and gathers, converging into a face, turning into a huge and incomparably black elf girl statue towering,

The huge statue stands on the earth, smiling, with both hands around the wheel of poison, the whole body is red, clear and delicate, as if the only true god in heaven and on earth, the miracle of eternal existence like the Statue of Liberty, towers over the valley.

The spirits of all the creatures in the entire valley shook violently, and there was a huge stinging sensation, and the overwhelming air pressure was overwhelming, and it was impossible to breathe.

"Far beyond the dragon's might, the power is condensed..... Song of Shadows. Arthur looked at the figure of this invincible elven emperor, the legendary supreme being, the god of elves, and his face became bitter.

originally thought that they had the qualifications for a war, but who knew that they had already been thrown away.

Just the coercion of this terrifying condensation and the huge form of aura condensation made them unable to open their eyes, and any of the back hands left behind were useless.

"I am not tyrannical, I only kill to bring our peace and will allow you to die a painless death, including all human beings. ”

Yumia swept his gaze, cast a cold gaze, and waved his hand.

Boom!

Yumea's figure flickered like a ghost.

Arthur and Ruhl's bodies seemed to have been smashed by an invisible force, and they quickly flew upside down on the ground, and large swaths of blood penetrated from their bodies, and they were deeply injured in an instant.

"No!!" a blue light rushed from a distance and landed on the two of them.

Gilna knelt down and picked up her two children and stopped them in front of them.

"Gilna..."Yumia's face flashed with a hint of complexity, after all, her face gradually turned cold, this is a battle of positions, she knows that she must bear the reputation of iron and blood, ruthless, in order to completely exchange peace for the elves again.

Bang!

The huge wind pressure flickered again, and an overwhelming fury struck, crushing the three of them.

In the next second, the sky opened in circles, the blood-colored ripples turned into flames and quickly attacked, and a huge demon real body fell to the ground, Irfan was here after all, he could become a demon worthy of the name, selfish, but he couldn't let go of Gilna after all.

"Hurry up!" he growled, his eyes bloodshot.

Now Yumia is already incredible, if it weren't for the fact that there is no path to the seventh order, she has stepped into the seventh order, and even so, she is about to find the next path.

"You've finally appeared. Yumia spoke calmly.

"Let's go!!"

Irfan roared again!

Click....

In the next second, his entire demonic body flew out upside down.

At this moment, the earth was completely breathless, and the horned eagle archers in the sky were silent, seeing this devastating war, they knew that they were about to enter the final curtain to fall.

At the top of the mountain, tribal folk songs lamenting by people come to an abrupt end.

Bang bang bang!

In a mountain village somewhere, there are still people constantly surrounding Ah Chou.

They didn't know what the war was like, but they were still praying their last prayers, wailing, repentance, and all sorts of voices.

Ah Chou slowly opened his eyes, as if he sensed something, suddenly looked around, and said in a complicated voice: "You say, is there a god or a person in this world?"

Ugly actually spoke!

Countless people were trembling and looking at him.

First came God, or did man come first?

The answer is unequivocal.

After all, man is a god who steals the forbidden fruit, loses his divinity, and lives after the fall.

"But I've heard you say for a long, long time.... Kindness, love and hate, killing, stealing, being proud, and seem to give me the feeling that there are people in this world who have God. "Ugly's words are simply rebellious, "Man is more complete than God, divinity is only one side of man, it seems that the elf race is to extract the goodness of people and become an independent species, because the elves are kind, gentle, and brave, and they can protect them without worrying about betrayal, until that unique existence appears and steals the forbidden fruit..."

They?

Who is it referring to?

The humans around were trembling.

Foolish ugly...

Silent ugly...

He never spoke, he just kept silently chopping the boulder.

But when he spoke at this time, he was like a wise man, and he was shocked!

Ah Chou raised his head and looked at the swaying leaves in the sky, the dappled sunlight sprinkled on the earth, and the voice was extremely penetrating, as if it turned into a beam of light piercing into the sky, "Divinity, animal nature, are all human nature." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge earthquake in the heavens and the earth.

The leaves of the whole heavenly vault trembled.

"It turned out to be true, I see..."

A faint voice sounded, and Ah Chou silently inserted several machetes like red chess pieces on his back, and disappeared in vain.

"It's time to finish...."Yumia suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and felt some transparent figure step silently, with a piercing chill.

She turned her head suddenly, and with her mental power sense, she saw a translucent figure hidden in the air, as if separated by a translucent air barrier.

"Wind Walk. ”

An unpretentious machete quickly fell, slicing through a huge ravine of the earth.