Everyone knows that the current human empire occupies nearly two-thirds of the entire continent, and is a behemoth that is difficult to describe in words.

But few people know that there is also an extremely weak place inside this behemoth.

The Ghetto of Irun, even within the Empire of Man, is a name that the vast majority of people have never heard of.

This is the gathering place of the lowest existence in human society, this is the darkest abyss of the human empire, this is a place that even thieves and thieves do not want to visit, and ordinary people never want to come a second time after coming once.

Because of the slum of Irun...... Definitely not a wonderful place.

It is a world outside the imperial system, where the lowest and poorest people of the human empire and their descendants are gathered. In the early days, this place had no name at all, and it was not until later that the people of this place gradually began to call themselves "Ilun people", from which the name of the Iren ghetto was derived.

Almost everyone who has seen the reality of the slums believes that this is not a place where it should exist in the world.

Almost all the people in the slums do not have a stable shelter, and the vast majority of them are exposed to the night sky when they sleep at night, and those who have a stable shelter are already the richest among the Iren people.

Even the so-called stable residence of most of the rich is simply a simple tent.

The land is barren, almost no food is produced, and the geographical location makes it difficult to communicate with other places.

Everyone lives without clothes and without food.

In fact, it is common sense that such a place cannot exist for long, because a place that does not even produce food and has little communication with the outside world cannot theoretically support a large number of residents.

But as far as the known facts are concerned, this place has been around for more than a hundred years.

The existence of this place is entirely due to a legend......

Legend has it that the wings of angels can be dug up here.

Angels are another race other than the Demon Race that only exists in legends, but unlike the Demon Race, where the real existence is only forcibly blocked.

The Angel Race is a true, legendary race in the standard sense of the word - everyone on the continent has heard that the Angel Race is a race that lives in heaven and represents goodness and light, and everyone knows that the Angel Race has wings behind the halo on their heads, but no one has ever seen heaven, and no one has ever seen an angel.

In addition, in the legends about angels passed down by the people of the mainland, the angel's wings are the key to the ascension of ordinary people to heaven!

I don't know when it started, and I don't know who first mentioned it...... The slum of Irun became a place where angel wings could be dug up.

It is not even known who preceded this legend and the existence of the slum itself, but in short, the slum of Irun has been closely associated with angel wings since very early times.

Angel wings are a legendary thing that has a strong attraction for most people, and many people almost subconsciously set off to this legendary place after hearing the news.

But when they actually arrived at the Irun slum, they soon discovered that the fabled slum was far bigger than they had imagined...... Regardless of the veracity of the legend, even if angel wings could be dug up in the slums, it would be unrealistic to rummage through the entire turf to find a pair of wings.

Even if you try your best to dig here for the rest of your life...... It doesn't seem like you can dig anything.

Just when many people are entangled, I don't know who made the suggestion for the first time: "I think...... Why don't we pay for the people in the slums, I think those Iren are hungry and don't have a meal, as long as we give them some food, I believe we can easily hire them. ”

This genius's suggestion immediately attracted the attention of most of the people who came to dig up the angel wings, but some people also found a problem: "What if the Iren who excavated the angel wings used the angel wings without permission?" After all, we don't know what angel wings look like and what they do, and no one can say what will happen when they are found. ”

The person who made the suggestion thought for a moment, and then put forward the next suggestion: "Everyone doesn't want to dig the angel wings by themselves, it's just that they are worried that such a move will delay their cultivation, there are so many of us here, when those Yilun people are digging, wouldn't it be good if we sent two or three people to strictly monitor them." None of you here are weak, just monitoring some guys who don't even know how to use their fighting energy, so it won't delay your cultivation. ”

After hearing this suggestion, everyone present looked at each other a few times and nodded in unison.

"Then ......," the proposer pondered for a moment, adding, "We will rotate the positions of three of us for a month at a time. In addition, if any of the Eronites digs out the angel wings, it shall belong to the employer of the Eron, and no one shall dispute...... Good no good? ”

I have to say that such a proposal is indeed fair, so the proposal was quickly approved by everyone.

"But correspondingly, I think we should establish a strict line of defense, and not let any of the Iren slip through of it, nor let anyone from the outside in, and to be fair enough, there are enough of us here...... I don't want anyone to come in and get a piece of the pie. ”

The outsiders began to act, and they began to hire the Iranians to serve them at very low prices, and the Irens often only got enough food for a day to eat.

But this is already a great gift for the Ilun people, and the vast majority of the Iren people in the slums have not even eaten a day since they were young, so enough food for a day is like a blessing from heaven to them.

The outsiders also did as the proposer said, and built a complete line of defense around the entire Iren slum, and every few hundred meters a warrior or magician of level 7 or higher was placed to strictly monitor those who wanted to enter and leave the Iren slum.

A strange chain of existence was thus established on the basis of an unknown legend - outsiders poured into the slums of Irun, hired the Iren as cheap labor, and provided the Iren with the food necessary for their lives, but at the same time completely sealed off the borders of the Iren, forbidding any Iren to leave.

In other words, the Yilun people can only stay in this small slum for the rest of their lives, from birth to death, from marriage to childbirth, and from growing up to old age.

Everyone here is struggling on the edge of survival, trying their best to survive every day.

Although the outsiders provided the people of Yilun with a way to labor in exchange for food, after all, it took a whole day of labor to get back the corresponding food. There will always be times when everyone can't work, so every Iren knows that if you want to live, you can't completely rely on the food provided by outsiders.

In order to survive, they do whatever it takes. Stealing, robbing, scamming...... These acts, which would have been punishable elsewhere, were commonplace among the Ilun people.

They don't have a higher purpose in life, everything they do is to survive......

And just to live.

For this kind of thing that is nothing more ordinary than others.

Few people here have enough to eat, and people can even fight for their lives over a small piece of bread.

There are no such thing as couples here, but you can often see pregnant women with big bellies and children running around the streets with bare butts on the streets.

This is the essence of the desire condensed by men after being suppressed for a long time.

Ironically, however, outsiders treat pregnant women and children under the age of five with a high degree of preferential treatment, providing them with the food they need to do all day, even if they don't do anything all day.

Especially for pregnant women, outsiders are even forbidden to snatch food from pregnant women, and offenders will be fined for a week!

The life span of the Iren is extremely short, and their lives are almost at the end of their lives around fifty years old - a figure that is obviously not enough for outsiders like the foreman.

Therefore, the outsiders paid great attention to the reproduction of the Ilun people, and even adopted such strong protection measures.

It's like captivity.

More than a hundred years later, none of the outsiders have died, but countless deformed crystals have been born in the slums of Irun.

Every child in Iren is born from a man full of lust and a woman who has been violated.

Violence and darkness pervade the slums, where the so-called law, order, rules, everything is in vain.

This is the darkest place in the glittering human empire......

It is also the closest thing to hell.

Two children, who are five years apart, were born in this hellish place.