[Chapter 4 has been modified to show that there are two 4 chapters, which can be restored to normal by re-adding them to the bookshelf.] 】

"This is a divine contract, and it needs to be written with blood." Under the nervous reminder of the old priest, the patriarch of the Lol Cardan people, Balin, slashed his palm with the blade of his sword and pressed a striking bloody handprint under the contract.

And at the moment when the contract was completed, the ancient scroll began to spontaneously combust, and then turned into ashes under a cloud of blue flames.

"My honor is loyalty!" With the contract coming into effect, Yang Jiangong was able to understand the Bahraini language.

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The wind and snow in the sky are fading, but they can't take away the loneliness of a ruined city.

The moment he walked into Silvertop City, people's breathing seemed to be still.

Yang Jiangong was shocked by the sight of the collapse of the palaces one after another, one by one, like a lifeless beast, lying on the ground and leaving wreckage.

In his eyes, the huge rubble formed a barren ruin, without its original brilliance and magnificence. It is reminiscent of the devastation of the day the city was destroyed.

…… For a long time to come, infinite sorrow grew madly here, like the many ruins that filled the whole great city that had receded from its luxurious cloak of luxury, and filled the lost and desperate hearts of the people of Lorkadan.

The once glorious city of the Lorkadan people is now in ruins, and the once-glorious temple of glory has been reduced to a pile of fragments, meaning that the unity and unity of the Lorkadan empire is long gone.

The glory of the past can no longer provide the meaning and purpose of life for today's people, it has completely become a thing of the past, leaving only some fragments of memories for the present generation, and in the face of these ruins, the only possible attitude of the people of Lol Cardan is to 'hang'.

Reminiscing about its glorious past, but deep down there is no hope for its rebirth. Even this nostalgia itself has become rather suspicious.

Until this day, the glorious deity came.

"My King, from this day forward, all those who dare to defy Lorkadin and forget the Radiant Emperor will be punished by you! When Lore Cardin rises again, the whole world will bleed for it! I believe that the strong-willed people of Lol Cardin, under your leadership, will finally be able to put this world in your hands again, kneading it like a lump of mud. ”

At this, Balin's lips were trembling slightly, and strings of tears flowed from the knife-like wrinkles.

Yang Jiangong could feel that his heart was filled with hatred for this world.

"All suffering can destroy people, but those who suffer can also eliminate suffering if they are righteous and tolerant!" Yang Jiangong said to Bahrain.

Walk through the ruined city of Silverdome. Arrive in the town where the Lorkadan people live. There is no glitz, no life, everything is old, the streets are old, the houses are old, and the whole town of eight thousand people is like a concentration camp for refugees.

Upon entering the town of Lol Cardan, almost all of the people of Lol Cardan stepped out of their homes to witness the Radiant Emperor, who was tall and rose from the statue with horns on his head.

Yang Jiangong smiled and nodded at the people of Lorkadan, although the appearance of the Bull Demon King's genes was not as affinable as imagined, it still made the old and weak women and children of this town bow their knees and worship him.

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To this day, the patriarch of the town of Lorkadan lives in a shabby, somewhat dilapidated wooden house.

As it looks from the outside, it is neither an old fortress nor a novel cornice, but rather a jumble of buildings and other buildings that surround it, forming a jumble of buildings.

Despite this, for civilians, the status of the patriarch is still unattainable, even if he is not as rich as he imagined.

Moments later, as Bahrain arrived in the hall of his cabin, he offered a sumptuous lunch, mostly roasted meat.

Yang Jiangong sat down near the corner, near the stove, where he could smell the smell of roasted meat and ale, and the smell of some wood smoke and grease dripping into the flame.

Looking around, there were only a few benches for six or seven people to sit on him, and two large tables full of signs of wear, and the shelves around him were lined with large and small wooden barrels, and on the rafters hung pieces of thick bacon with bones.

[Two different spaces, following two different time rules, one day and night in the sky is equal to one year in the 'mortal world'. In other words, the time of 365 days a year in this world is equal to 1 day and 24 hours in the Great Glory Space. 】

The hint from the nightmare shocked Yang Jiangong.

If calculated according to this time ratio, there are still 30 days left before the next mission in the Great Glory Space, and there are still 30 years left in terms of the time of this world.

Yang Jiangong still remembered the words of the Great Glory Space, "The way out to completely get rid of the control of the Great Glory Reincarnation Space is to hide in the world below, as long as you collect seven crystal balls of true knowledge." ”

To completely get rid of the control of the Great Glory Reincarnation Space is to collect seven crystal balls of true knowledge. Yang Jiangong will never forget what the ultimate purpose of his exploration in this world is.

"Bahrain, did you know that there are seven crystal balls of true knowledge in this world?"

Suddenly hearing the question of the Radiant Emperor, Balin hurriedly put down the barbecue brought to his mouth, and he replied eagerly, "Yes, my king!" ”

"The Seven Crystal Balls of True Knowledge are indeed very strange to ordinary people. But it is not a rarity for the Lol Cardans. Because we used to have a crystal ball of glorious knowledge............"

Because of the passage of time, even Bahrain himself could not say the whereabouts of this Brilliant Crystal Ball. The only useful information he could provide was that the crystal ball of Truth had landed in the hands of the ogre. Because according to records, they were the main murderers who bloodied Silvertop City 400 years ago.

"Ogre? What kind of race is that. ”

With Bahrain's patient explanation.

Yang Jiangong soon knew that this was a strange world, with not only humans of different skin and hair colors, but also all kinds of ugly monsters.

One of the most familiar monsters is an ugly creature that uses humans as their daily rations———— ogres. For a long time, the cruel eating habits of ogres have had irreconcilable contradictions with humans. It's just a parasitic monster like an ogre, but it won't cause excessive panic in human society, because everyone knows that this is a world with no upper limit to fear.

For example, an adult orc weighing 400 pounds can pick up a 200-pound battle axe with one hand without any training. Hand-to-hand combat with such a race is not without danger. It's just that compared to the mountain trolls that are more than six meters tall, in the eyes of humans, orcs are no longer so strong.

Similarly.

With more other weak races, humanity will not consider itself the weakest side.

The goblin who spends his days in the crypt with rats in the wild is not as tall as a ten-year-old boy in the human race.

According to the urinary logic of things in general, everything has two sides to it. In this strange and rich world, if there is no limit to fear, ugliness, blood, and killing, then there should be no limit to all the beautiful imaginations.

If it is said that among human beings, there are slim princesses. Among the orcs, there is no shortage of fox beauties with peach cheeks and apricot faces.

…… In the stories of the bards, they often mention the distant and mysterious lonely mountains of the East. People are happy to listen to such tales of the bards, not because there is a pile of bare stones, but because there is no shortage of harpy women with white wings in the tales associated with the lonely mountain. In the story of each bard, their figures are slender and beautiful, but their temperaments are surprisingly eccentric.

…… Where exactly is the bloodthirsty wasteland, not many people care. What people are really looking for is the mysterious Bloodline who inhabit the bloodthirsty wasteland. Some say it's a bunch of vampires. Others say that it is a race that worships combat. But almost everyone agrees that every Blood Girl has a deceptively charming smile. One glance at it will fall into it.

…… The elves are inextricably linked to magic, and in places where the magic element is strong, there are often elves. Among the goblins, the most dangerous are not the powerful male sorcerers, but the small and delicate enchantresses, who usually have the beauty of a pink-nosed jade carving, and the softness of a seductive sound, which can melt the stubborn stones on the lonely mountain. Those who are not strong-willed will listen to the seductive voice of the enchantress and do some evil things, including ending their own lives with their own hands in the confusion.

…… The name Naga is mixed with the pronunciation of "dragon". Although they claim to have one-eighth of the dragon's blood flowing in their bodies, they take on the appearance of a half-human, half-snake, as a race that dominates the sea, each Naga beauty is an ice-muscled jade bone with excellent demeanor. His face was full of solemnity, and his body was full of murderous energy. Like an inviolable queen on top of the sky.

Besides

It is true that most of humanity, living under the protection of the warriors of the race, has to create a safe barrier from this dangerous world.

But such a separation zone does not prevent people from enjoying those mysterious interracial women from the bard's dictation. Because of the notorious slave trade, the mystery of this veil will always be lifted.

Nevertheless.

At this point, a depressing fact has to be stated.

Human beings are not the masters of this world, but only a middle-to-lower race that has been marginalized by many powerful races.

Among the many powerful races, the most influential are the elves.

…… Since 300 years ago, the elves with mysterious origins have opened up a powerful empire in this world.

The appearance and inner cultivation of elf women are perfectly combined. When their beauty becomes an art that has not been seen with one's own eyes, ordinary words are not enough to summarize the beauty of an elven woman.