The seven-month-long ice and snow plague not only affected the planes and gods of the entire World Tree, but also had a significant impact on the northern regions of the main plane. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoConstant frost and snowfall have caused countless races and beasts to die in the cold blizzard.

But these are not the deadliest, the deadliest is the lack of food.

Because of the cold, the grass withered, the crops could not grow, the livestock could not survive, and the whole area, regardless of race, fell into hunger, which can make people go crazy.

Countless toddlers howled and hoped to get a mouthful of breastfeeding, but even the muscles were melted to provide the body for survival, where was there that kind of thing for the mother, they could only give up their flesh and blood in crying in order to survive.

Countless old people went into the mountains alone in the dark night for the continuation of the tribe, they decided to sacrifice their lives for the continuation of the tribe, in order to reduce the food consumption of the tribe, in order to let the rest of the tribe live through this long winter, they were naked, stepping on the snow and firmly and sadly towards death.

Countless families are struggling to survive with hunger and cold, all for the continuation of the tribe, in this winter, even the ignition of the fire is very difficult, even the lake, it is very difficult to find a free ice, and even to find a mouthful of clear water without freezing has become very difficult.

Some tribes, unwilling to succumb to this cruel fate, took up swords and spears, and attacked other tribes of their own race for food and clothing.

In the face of life and death, some tribes abandon ethics and morality, and look at their brothers and parents and even their own cubs for food.

From the forests of Norway, to the snowfields of Finland, to the high mountains of the Ural Mountains, whether it is ice giants, mammothmen, white bears, centaurs, trolls, wyverns, or humans, all intelligent beings are fighting for a little fresh water, a little food, and life is so cheap at this moment that it is not as cheap as a bowl of water.

For the cold brings hunger, and hunger brings war, and war brings death, and death brings pestilence, and the plague aggravates all this. No matter what race they were before, whether they were friends or relatives before, under the oppression of survival, they only have one common identity left, that is, enemies.

Their gods were not paying attention to this chaos, the races living here generally believed in the Aesir gods, and at this time the Aesirs were still repairing everything that had been destroyed by the war by the frost giants, and when they looked away, the gods living in Olympus had secretly placed a chess piece on this chaotic land that had lost its order.

In this chaotic moment, a white-haired and white-clothed girl appeared from the grassland, with scarlet eyes, healthy wheat-colored skin, and strange patterns tattooed on her body, her body had noble blood, and her slender body contained a powerful power that no one could ignore.

She is indifferent to everything, no matter how cruel things happen in front of her, they will not make her angry, no matter how beautiful things happen in front of her, they will not move her, this is not the lack of her feelings, but as the numbness of weapons, a weapon built by the gods, and a chess piece that is guarded by whims.

In order to win, she could not hesitate to cut her weapon at her brother, stepping on her brother's blood, she ascended to the throne, and in just one month, she unified the entire grassland, as long as there was an existence that could speak on the grassland, she joined her subordinates.

Orcs, centaurs, bearmen, ogres, and humans have converged under her brutal rule into a mighty torrent that crushes all the enemies in their path, fearing her, resenting her, and obeying her. Not for victory, not for honor, not for plunder, just to survive, to survive in a land where supplies are scarce and even water is frozen.

The noble nobles were worthless in her presence, the shamans and priests bowed their haughty heads, even the sorcerers laid down their reserves and bowed before her, her name spread faster in the steppes than the birds flew, her appearance was called the work of the gods, and the chaos was contained because of her, by her blood and killing.

The plague was stopped by killing, hunger was eliminated by killing, and the war was stopped by killing, and if there was no food, the enemy's body was used to satisfy hunger, and if there was no drink, the enemy's blood was used to quench the thirst.

She forged a throne out of bones, paved a carpet with blood, built her prestige with the soul of a loser, gave money generously to the most valiant of men, and gave beautiful maidens to the strongest warriors, vast territories

She wielded a strange sword, a weapon gifted by her god as a gift, a body of red, blue, and green metal, which in the hands of its owner could destroy everything that stood in its way, and it had no name, but when it cut off the heads of countless enemies, its fierce name would also resound throughout the land.

At this time, on top of a castle in Finland, a huge black dragon was standing on it, still chewing something in its mouth, and after a while, it spat out a piece of armor that had turned into an iron ball, and the armor was still stained with blood and saliva.

And her master, standing on its dragon's head, staring blankly at the ruined castle, with blood dripping from the weapon in his hand, had killed the lord of the place just ten minutes earlier.

This once incomparably prosperous human castle has become a restaurant for grand banquets at this time, no matter what kind of status they had before, whether they were nobles or commoners, to this point, their status has become the same, and they are called food in victory!

A day later, there was not a single living creature left here except the conquerors, who were eaten into a pile of bones, which were hastily piled up into a mountain of bones and placed in the middle of the ruins.

"There are no more supplies left in this land that can provide the survival of the army, and our next target is ...... Jutland!"

As she spoke, her eyes looked to the other side of the sea, on the land called Jutland, where legend has it that the land could feed countless people, the forests were full of wild beasts, and the nearby sea was full of schools of fish.

"Don't call me Attila. She was expressionless to her subordinates who knelt on the ground and expressed their hearts devoutly, but her eyes revealed disgust, and she said in a cold voice without any fluctuations.

"My name is ......"

"Attila"