Chapter 2: Bloodline
A new legend is about to begin, and the old world has collapsed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
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In the eyes of the ugly giant, the only thing that is seen is the monstrous rage, the outpouring of resentment that can raze the entire mountain. He fell into the giant's last memory in an instant, and through the giant's single eye, he saw thousands of human soldiers in shining silver armor surrounded the giant's hiding place in three layers and three layers outside, the human battle formation was rigorous and solemn, and the commander wearing red tassels at the head gave an order, and the arrows with various colors of luster overwhelmed the giant's dwelling.
The giant Ling Ran was not afraid, its hard skin could withstand the spears of the top human masters. The angry giant wielded his mace, which was more than ten meters long, and it knew full well that it was these hateful humans who had burned their home. It summoned the power of the bloodline that had been passed down in its body for thousands of years, and this ancient vein of the gods had blessed its people to dominate the continent for centuries. It roared ferociously and charged into the battle formation of the human soldiers, the glittering armor of the human soldiers smashed to dust where the mace passed. The giant transformed the hatred of the dead race into the courage to overcome all obstacles, and the great power contained in the bloodline continued to rise, and with each swing of the great force, the mace brought a bright golden light.
The giant rose to the occasion, unaware that he had entered a new realm, and if he had fully realized it in time, he would no longer be afraid of his enemies. But alas......
Seeing that the sharp arrows that had used all kinds of magic could not effectively kill the thick-skinned Giant King, the invincible Olivier strongbow team across the continent was rushed to pieces by the fierce cyclops, and the battle formation on the front line was crushed in an instant, and the bloody aura of mace's revenge was pressed on the hearts of every human soldier like a shadow.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the human leader at the rear of the battle formation let out a roar, and before the whistle fell, a dark cloud rose in the southwest sky, and the dark cloud was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was on the battlefield.
A pair of sharp claws tore through the blackened clouds, and the dragon poked its hideous head out of the clouds.
The black dragon's massive body covered the sky and the sun, and thick dark clouds wrapped around it, like a moving mountain. The surging dragon that represents life and death is so unscrupulous that it erodes the soul of the cyclops.
With the sound of the "woo" military horn, the soldiers of the Olivier strongbow team scattered and retreated like a low tide, and regrouped two miles away, they stared solemnly at the dragon knight in the sky, the greatest reliance of the Olivier Empire across the continent, and the myth of invincibility in the army.
The leader of the strongbow team pulled out the swords on his waist and raised them flat on his chest, and the elite swords of the two thousand strongbow teams were unsheathed, and the metal was sonorous, and they saluted the strong man who soared in the sky, the pride of the empire, and saluted a knight.
In the face of the brutal and bloodthirsty Flood Giants not far away, the Olivier strongbow team actually formed a phalanx that was only used in military parades, they were not carrying out the encirclement mission, and they did not intend to help the dragon knight suppress the cyclops with bows and arrows, let alone respond to the retreat of the dragon knight, they knew that the moment the dragon appeared, the victory and defeat were divided.
Two thousand human warriors looked with enthusiasm and hope at the dark clouds that broke through the sky, and a burly knight in golden armor became the focus of the four thousand's eyes. He was proud, he was powerful, he was as bright as the sun, especially the moment he took the place of the sun and occupied the most prominent position in the sky, which doomed the Cyclops to a tragic end.
From the moment the black dragon appeared, the Cyclops's consciousness began to be confused, countless past events were squeezed out of the deepest part of his mind and filled his huge pupils, he suddenly couldn't see everything in front of him, instead of a child, in the tribe, with the daughter of the patriarch of the next door Ah Hua jumping up and down the scene, he jumped up and down in the lake and trampled the fish in the water to death in large numbers, he saw that when he was young, he killed the fierce rhinoceros beast with his bare hands, and saw the patriarch's daughter Ah Hua blinking and looking at himself with admiration, and stuffed the love letter into his hand while he was not paying attention, he saw that the night when the old patriarch entrusted the mace, which symbolized authority, to himself, the entire Cyclops tribe was plunged into a sea of joy, and he stayed awake all night with excitement, and he saw that day that should have been his proudest day, but it was ruthlessly trampled and destroyed by the hateful human beings! Taking advantage of the hangover of the sentry tribesmen, they quietly surrounded the canyon where the Cyclops had lived for generations, and the sharp arrows and spears tore the women and children to pieces, and the flames that could not be extinguished burned the most precious books of the Cyclops......
The last cyclops sank into painful memories and couldn't extricate himself, roaring and screaming hysterically, and it rounded its mace and frantically bombarded the non-existent enemies around it, and the innocent air was shattered by his fierce murderous aura, and dust flew in a mile of radius.
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His thoughts began to become infinitely disordered, and he felt the tsunami-like resentment of the Cyclops King before his death, it was unwilling, its hatred could ignite the East China Sea. Between the lightning and flint, the last pictures of the giant's life have to be interspersed frame by frame, and the logic of the absurdity cannot distinguish the order between the pictures at all, but the mechanical acceptance and follow the giant's desperate gaze to portray the entire trajectory of his life in his empty head...... Until the last touch, the bright sword light as dazzling as the sun, crossed the thick neck of the cyclops, after a moment of severe pain, he covered his neck, serious unwillingness and despair turned into death-like loneliness, he felt that his head was very light and light floating in the air, following the giant's gaze, sweeping the cruel world, and cursing the ancient inscriptions that erupted from his mind.
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The search party soldiers who cleaned the battlefield found the Cyclops' head from a dirt pit twenty miles away from the ravine where the battle was fighting, the muscles on the skull had long been tense and withered, and not a drop of blood had evaporated as if out of thin air. The most disgusting thing was that the ugly monster was even uglier because it had lost half of its one-eye—think of it, half of the face was a pitch-black hole, and the search party responsible for disposing of the giant's corpse didn't even have the mood to drag it back to camp, and burned the disgusting thing to ashes on the spot.
Desert fainted on the mound not far away, and several soldiers skimmed the mound with the corner of their eyes, and the naked humans turned back without care, their task was only to remove the traces of the existence of the cyclops race, to declare the strength of the Ovi Empire to all countries and races on the continent. The soldiers of the search party didn't care if they were scared to death or alive or bare-bottomed, they only needed to return to Aryan City with a few handfuls of Cyclops' long purple hair, and they could receive a large bounty from the nobles.