If there was anything that could make Zhao Chen feel that this midsummer evening was as cold as winter, I am afraid that there would only be news of the coming war. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Boma Empire, an empire located in the west-central center of the continent of Ward. To the east of the empire, near the border, there is the city of Origen. The sun had just set, but the streets were already deserted. Except for a few birds flying through the air, looking for their nests, there seems to be no sign of life in the city. The whole city is enveloped in an eerie and unsettling atmosphere. In the northeast corner of the city is a small restaurant that closes long before the sun goes down. Inside the dining room, a dim oil lamp is lit, dispelling the unsettling darkness that is gradually coming in. In a continent where magic is rife, this oil lamp is a testament to the owner's humble status. Next to the oil lamp, a young man with a childish face said to the middle-aged man in front of him with a little uneasiness and anxiety in his tone: "Uncle Peter...... I heard that those monsters are coming, and the people in several nearby cities have run out, and there are not many people left behind in Orizhen, and we still have to ......" The young man's face flushed slightly, and the last few words were swallowed by him. He seemed to be a little embarrassed, because Uncle Peter had always taught him not to panic, but the terrible news was too much for a timid teenager who had only turned 14 two months away. "Xiao Chen" The middle-aged man known as Uncle Peter stretched out his hand, patted the young man on the shoulder and whispered. "Your parents entrusted you to me, a foreigner, and I shouldn't have betrayed their trust. But this city, this little shop, is my roots. I'm not going to leave here. And you are different. You still have your family, you have your own future. So, tomorrow you go, get out of this messy place, leave that bunch of inhuman things, go to those safe big cities, and survive with what your uncle taught you. I'm sorry, but Uncle can't accompany you this time. "Uncle, you ......" The young man's eyes were a little moist. Don't worry, uncle will be fine, you see, aren't those bad uncles in the city not afraid? Uncle promised you that he would come back to you, and when the time comes, you will learn the craft from your uncle. Alright, go back to sleep, you're on your way tomorrow. Peter touched the boy's head and smiled. Well. The ignorant boy returned to his room, leaving Uncle Peter alone in the shop and sighing softly.

The next day, when the first rays of dawn shone on the earth, Zhao Chen stepped into the first carriage out of the city. The use of such a large carriage to carry passengers means that it is also far less developed than those cities with magical vehicles. Although Zhao Chen had always liked this kind of smooth carriage, now, the fear of those monsters made him deeply hope that there would be a faster means of transportation that could take him out of here. "Stay safe along the way, be careful, and wait for your uncle." Peter admonished Zhao Chen in his usual kind tone. "Uncle, are you really okay?" Zhao Chen asked cautiously again. "Silly boy, how many times have you asked today?" Peter smiled and knocked on Zhao Chen's head. "You're still not growing up like this. When will I become a real man? You really don't have to worry, didn't Uncle promise you? "No sooner had Peter finished his sentence than the carriage gave the signal to depart." Goodbye, little one. Peter finally touched Zhao Chen's little head. …… Well, goodbye, uncle. Zhao Chen said reluctantly. Seeing the carriage disappear from the end of sight, Peter raised his head, looked at the morning sun in the sky, and said softly: "Little one, you will have to look up to yourself in the future, you must grow up quickly." Otherwise, you'll probably never see your uncle again. After speaking, Peter returned to the store alone, and took out a long saber from the box that he had not allowed Zhao Chen to move, looking at this knife, Peter silently thought in his heart: No matter what, I will guard this place, even if it is ...... Thinking of this, Peter suddenly smiled bitterly, "If that's the case, will you forgive your uncle?" ”

Ward Continent, this is a magical land. Here, there is gorgeous magic, but also powerful martial arts. People can choose their own way of fighting according to their hobbies and specialties. In fact, as long as you have a certain amount of talent, it is not difficult to achieve superb martial arts and proficient magic, but a person's lifelong energy may not be able to reach the peak of both. Therefore, the vast majority of strong people still choose to specialize in one subject. There is no clear hierarchy on the mainland to distinguish strength, and if it is not high, you can prove your strength through some assessments or accept some honorary titles. Originally, the main races in the Ward Continent were: the half-beast race, the human race, the goblin race, and the oldest and most powerful dragon race. Half-orcs are proficient in martial arts, after all, their bodies are naturally strong, and their intelligence is not high, so they naturally like to fight in a simple and rough way. The goblins are good at witchcraft, they worship nature, and their attainments in various elemental spells are beyond the reach of humans. The Terrans possess both powers, and are supported by powerful technology. And the mysterious dragon clan is completely transcendent, and no one dares to easily explore their secrets. These races are divided into different ethnic groups. For example, Peter and Zhao Chen are both human races, not the same nation. Half-orcs are not allowed to intermarry with each other, while Terrans and goblins do not have this restriction. It is rumored that the dragons are also like the half-beasts, and the races cannot marry. But since few people have seen dragons, it has not been verified. Perhaps the strongest of the various races who can get the attention of the dragons can get a glimpse of some of the mysteries of the dragons. However, in some ancient books and legends, it is also recorded that there were other ancient races that existed on this continent before, but the years have completely disappeared their traces. No one knows their characteristics, and no one knows what caused their demise. There are also ancient legends that there are other continents besides Ward, but no one has confirmed them. Originally, several races on the Ward Continent checked and balanced each other, and the continent was relatively orderly. However, about ten years ago, a race that had never been seen before appeared from the underground, the Demon Race, and upset the balance. They have human-like minds, half-orc-like powers, and each demon is entangled with a demonic aura containing powerful magic, even the magic of the goblin clan is difficult to harm them. They are brutal and murderous, and love to plunder. They invaded the territory of all races, and in addition to the dragons who stood high, the human race and the goblin tribe were attacked by them. Everywhere they passed, corpses were strewn and devastated. Originally, the three clans were able to resist the invasion of the demons, but for some reason, the half-beasts who could resist joined the camp of the demons and jointly attacked the goblins and the human race. And even if the Terrans and the goblins are united, the battle situation is still difficult. Now, the chaos has been going on for three years. Two years ago, the demons invaded Zhao Chen's hometown: the Haogo Empire. The Emperor of the Haowu Empire personally led an army to support the Gobi Border Pass, but was unexpectedly trapped in the Gobi by the demon army. After that, the Kogo Empire fell into chaos. It was at this time that Zhao Chen was sent by his family to the distant Boma Empire to join his father's alien friend Peter. However, a year later, the Boma Empire also fell into crisis, several cities fell one after another, and the demon army continued to approach. So Zhao Chen once again lived a life of exile, as for how long this life would last, or how long he could live, Zhao Chen had no idea at all.

The carriage had already left Orizhen City, and Zhao Chen withdrew his gaze from the carriage. The carriage was full of people fleeing the war. In the carriage, there were about a dozen people. Zhao Chen knew that there would be more than a dozen such carriages leaving Origen today and would never come back. Because most of the people in the city have already evacuated because of the news of the war, so after today, I am afraid that Orizhen will become a dead city. Looking at the panicked expressions of those people, Zhao Chen remembered the scene when he left the Haowu Empire. At that time, he left his hometown and relatives, and those things were engraved in his young heart and lingered. Two years ago, he cried a lot, and now, a similar scene is staged again, but Zhao Chen feels like crying without tears. Suddenly, for the first time, he felt his weakness. He hated himself for being cowardly, hated for not having the strength to protect his family, to protect Uncle Peter, to protect everything around him that was important to him. For the first time, he was so eager for power. But now he doesn't know how to have power. He felt lost, far away, scared and overwhelmed, and he couldn't do anything but passively accept what had happened. Perhaps, he is really a child who will never grow up.

The scorching sun is over, and the boring and oppressive atmosphere lingers in this narrow carriage for a long time, and the long journey makes people uneasy. The destination of the carriage was a large city relatively close to the center of the empire. In order to distract himself from the heat, Zhao Chen looked through his carry-on luggage, in addition to some food and clothes, there were also several books handed over to him by Uncle Peter...... Menu. After all, the current Zhao Chen has no other means of making a living except for cooking a few simple dishes. Compared to other children, he is weaker, and he has been bullied by children of the same age since he was a child, even if he goes to work as a coolie, he can't earn money. So Uncle Peter asked him to find a restaurant or something like that, so he brought him a recipe for some of Uncle Peter's favorite dishes. In addition to these, there is also a dagger for self-defense. Of course, Uncle Peter hopes that Zhao Chen will never have the opportunity to use it, because when Zhao Chen uses it, I am afraid that his life will hang by a thread. After reading these, Zhao Chen packed his luggage again and put it beside him. The carriage continued to move forward, encountering many vehicles heading in the same direction along the way, but few vehicles were coming from the opposite direction. The nerves of the fleeing people gradually relaxed. In the afternoon, the fatigue of the journey hit, so Zhao Chen, like many other passengers, fell asleep leaning on his bag. However, no one realizes that they are walking on a path full of dangers.

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