——Under the top of the clouds, crawling is the fate of all beings.

In the 380th year of the age of kings, Haidu Alcana Bottom.

Jingxi stuffed the metal cube into the pocket of his waist, took care of his image a little against the polluted seawater, and walked towards the third port of Haidu.

These days, a mercenary named Crazy Iron took him in, a young man with half a mechanical arm, and was the first person he met after climbing up from the ups and downs of the sea.

Crazy Iron is the most famous mercenary in the Alcana.

When the title "Iron" is mentioned, everyone says, "Oh, the fool who challenged the builders."

These days, from the mouth of the harbor mercenaries, Jingxi learns that the leader of the city builders, Milady, is the consul who controls Haidu.

In the evening, a few seabirds flew over the blue sky, and after the day's work, Crazy Iron, who was standing on the pier, said, "There used to be a lot of seabirds here, but later, the pollution spread, and it became what it is now." ”

One day, they were taken to the top floor of Haidu by the inquisitor of the Archon family, and when they saw the noblewoman wearing a single eye patch, an electronic voice sounded in Jingxi's head:

MILADY Twenty-Two Tarot Towers

- Commands, magnetic fields

Jingxi remembered that when he first saw Crazy Iron, this voice also popped up in his head:

- Crazy Iron Twenty-two Tarot Chariots

- Commands and currents

Jingxi had never thought about it before, and it turned out that the role of the Twenty-two Tarot family was the energy source particles.

Isn't the power of magnetic fields and electric currents, the tarot cards of Milady and Crazy Iron, just complementary?

Warriors charge, mages guard.

If the holders of the power of the twenty-two tarot cards form an alliance, then it will only be a matter of time for Haidu Arcana to unify the land of warriors, and even the continent of kings.

Before Jingxi could figure it out, he was stunned by a powerful electric current, including Crazy Iron, who had prepared, and was also imprisoned in a cage.

But who is responsible for whom?

"Jingxi, you have the power of the tarot cards of the Hanged Ones, don't you?" After waking up in the cage, Crazy Iron asks Jingxi, who closes his eyes and recuperates.

Jingxi closed his eyes and replied, "Well, but I don't want to use it." ”

His goal now is to save up enough bounty to go to the Land of Origin, not to sacrifice for Haidu.

"I've heard some legends that the mission of the Hanged Men is to sacrifice willingly, and to give without expecting anything in return. ”

However, how could a family that had been oppressed by the consuls be willing to give.

As if seeing Crazy Iron's thoughts, Jingxi opened his eyes and said, "That's why he arrested us." ”

Crazy Iron grinned, "Maybe we won't be dead soon, aren't you afraid?" ”

Jingxi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Didn't you say that the more you fear, the more you have to overcome it?" I'm beating it. ”

"Yes, I did."

As soon as Crazy Iron's voice fell, he heard Jingxi ask, "Now, have you ever met other people who hold the power of tarot cards before?" ”

Crazy Iron was silent for a moment, and then said, "Yes, a man with the power of the Moon Card...... Old friend. ”

That was a long time ago, and at a very young age, Crazy Iron was selling his strength at the docks.

To this day, he remembers a kind merchant, Mr. Polo, who would always give him a more generous tip.

One day, before the fleet set sail for the East, he asked the merchant, "Sir, are you going to the East?" ”

"yes."

"What is there in the East?"

The merchant hesitated, then replied, "There is a solution to pollution." ”

When Crazy Iron seemed to understand whether he understood or not, the merchant boarded the ship.

After that, he never came back......

More than ten years later, he has long forgotten what a businessman looked like, but the last conversation is still etched in his heart.

As an adult, Crazy Iron made a career as a guard.

At the end of the year, there is a rare time to stop, and he travels with the caravan to and from all over the land of the warriors.

Perhaps because of this, he became very sensitive to the changes in Haidu.

He gradually sensed that something was wrong.

Each time it returns, the sea is still majestic, but strange changes spread in subtle ways: wastewater, corrosion, and crystallization......

This change frightened him.

What exactly is a "miracle"?

Everyone knows that miracles and the power of the Demon Dao family have created an extraordinary sea capital.

But Crazy Iron had a whimsical association: perhaps, when the generation of pollution is closely linked to the power of miracles.

Every full moon night, one of the ruling families, Milady, the "Builder", would lay out his own elaborate mechanism at the top of the tower.

So one morning, when she was leaving, a lowly mercenary blocked her way.

The mechanical minions swarmed up, lifting up the disrespectful sneak attacker and letting him struggle desperately.

From beginning to end, the arrogant noblewoman watched coldly.

"Wait."

As soon as the trademark hoarse voice spoke, the mechanical minions immediately stopped moving.

They are well aware that a second's error can lead to terrible results.

The delicate cane brushes aside the palm of the disrespectful.

Something is sparkling.

The noblewomen were all too familiar with this.

"Here's the proof!" The mercenary shouted.

"Evidence of contamination!"

"Wastewater is coming out of the ground! Rust corrodes corals! The wild prey, on the other hand, mutates into crystals. ”

"Pollution will destroy the capital of the sea!"

People were dumbfounded.

Is this guy looking for death?

The indifferent noblewoman raised her eyebrows, apparently she knew the meaning of the mercenary's words.

In an instant, she made a decision.

When he raised his staff high, the electricity flashed, and the mercenary stopped cursing and fainted.

But in the end, he saved his life.

It's ironic that he lost a hand, and henceforth he had to wield a weapon to survive with the arm he hated most.

Of course, people remember the nickname "Crazy Iron", but gradually forget his real name.

But Crazy Iron didn't give up. He still guarded the caravans, turning a blind eye to the ridicule of the people, but the doubts and fears about pollution and miracles never left his heart.

A few days later, on a calm and watery night, when he and his caravan camped out of a forest, they talked about gossip.

- Have you heard of it? There is a demon roaming the vast land of warriors.

- He is cold, ruthless and powerful, and where the blade is wielded, there are no living beings.

- Is he strong?

- Who knows? You know, everybody says he has the power of miracles, too.

- Is it better than the city builders and the ruling families?

- Just ask this Iron Dude! After all, he's the one who survived the confrontation with the city builders!

People laughed.

But what Crazy Iron felt was a shuddering gaze.

Sitting around the campfire was a tall man, hooded over his face, but a long scabbard sticking out from under his cloak.

He felt the same fear he had when he faced Milady, the Builder.

Ridicule and ridicule drift away from your ears as if the next sentence that comes out of your mouth will become a last word.

This reckless mercenary, after a moment of helplessness, suddenly regained his composure.

I have nothing to lose, so what is there to fear?

"Let's let, let's go." He shouted, huddled over to the mysterious man, and sat down nonchalantly.

"Dude, what exactly is a miracle?"

"It makes people strong. Let everyone be afraid of it. By the way, it also claims to be the Alcana Demon Family or the Miracle Family. But I don't think that's right. ”

"When you have power, you think of yourself as a god and do whatever you want. Let the earth corrode, let the animals mutate. Then they are just counterfeits. ”

Crazy Iron, who said this, didn't expect that the creator of the King Continent had also done what he said because of his powerful power.

"Demons are nothing great, they just rely on the power of miracles to do the same thing."

The reckless mercenary looked defiantly at the man who seemed to be able to take his life with a single hand.

He thought to himself that he was such an idiot that he was always going to challenge something more terrifying than a windmill.

Unexpectedly, the killing intent on the mysterious man's body disappeared.

"That's right." He said. "It's not right. For power is not a gift, but a curse. ”

"If the curse cannot be unraveled, then the collapse of the Arcana family will bring the entire land of warriors to ruin."

The shocked Crazy Iron involuntarily blurted out: "So, you are really ......"

"Cain. Remember my name, Kain. Because, at some point, I'm going to lose it. ”

He smiled sarcastically, then stood up and disappeared into the night.

That was the last time Madiron saw the young man, and many years later, he learned from the merchant's son that the "demon" named Armor had lost his memory and became a member of the Great Wall Guard.

Crazy Iron sighed for what happened to him, and he was even more sure that on that night that year, Armor appeared in Haidu just to kill himself who knew the truth.

But because he said what he really thought, he gave up his plan.

Why?

Is the pollution in the merchant's mouth the same thing as the curse in his mouth?

The demons of the Land of Warriors, no, not demons, or maybe he also discovered the fact that he was just as feared and tried to stop it, stop the "curse".

By the time the sun had risen, Madiron had already made up his mind.

He will return to the capital of the sea.

He will stop the spread of pollution.

At this moment, as if swearing an oath, Crazy Iron said to the blazing dawn that pierced into the cage from the window, "The more you fear, the more you must overcome it." ”

He pulled up the sleepy Jingxi, put his hand on his shoulder, and asked jokingly, "Guess what is the outcome of our future, the future of Haidu?" ”

Jingxi yawned and said, "But when we meet, you don't have to worry about me, I will come back safely." ”

"I know that none of us will die, because the Archon family needs our strength to keep Haidu prosperous."

It is said that this power originated in the distant primeval world, at the end of knowledge and wisdom.

——This power has maintained the strength and order of Haidu from generation to generation.

- And this is the story under the clouds.

At the same time, in the distant place of origin, Nuwa's knowledge projection left in the central room, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up a playful smile.

As if she was asking Miserya who was waiting for instructions, she said, "What would G do if she met the other consciousness of the leader of the capital Fuxi?" ”

I don't know what night it is, and the light rain in the sky is dependent on each other.

But she forgot that everything in this world has long been out of the established trajectory.

Perhaps that saying is true: people who live too long forget the past, forget that they were alone, and forget that the world has long forgotten themselves.

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