"Roque!"

"Oh no! he's not going to die, is he?"

"Shhhhhh

"Ahem, Duoke, if you press me again, I'm really going to die. ”

The moon hung lonely in the dark night, and the light on the huge plateau was dim, and the chill that was so cold to the bone was unsettling that there was hardly a place to hide in the entire plateau as far as the eye could see.

The Xiling Plateau, a vast land that is always synonymous with bitter cold, is located in the northwest of the Huabang continent and is experiencing war at this time.

There are five major overlords standing on the Huabang Continent, the Frost Leaf Empire, the Sandi Empire, the Subhuman Empire, the Flame Empire, and the Frozen Empire, and they are the supreme rulers. There are countless large and small countries under it, and the Xiling Plateau is the battlefield of several of them.

"Dude, you scared the hell out of me, haha, it's good that you didn't die. ”

In the darkness of the night, although the person who spoke could not see clearly, judging from the outline, he should not be able to see much, and he shivered and lurked under a low hill, exhaling white breath from his mouth.

"You guys say we can hold out until tomorrow, damn it, but at this time we are separated from the Legion, and I can feel that the Dia people are getting closer and closer to us. ”

"Don't you see, every year in the war there is always a part of the people who want to stay here forever, whether they are alive or dead. ”

"Man, are you trying to say that we have been abandoned?" said the man, in a timid tone.

"It's obvious that war has only two outcomes for us soldiers, life and death, and for the nobles, it's just a game for them to pass the time, and it's sad. ”

"Barry Deli is okay, don't say any more, we'll all live, right, Roque, aren't you going to be an earl, we won't fall here. ”

"Doke, that's right, I'll be a noble count. ”

"It's been a long night, I want to take a sip of my hometown rum and listen to my hometown's tunes, and if I go back to my hometown, I'll have to grab Karen and tell her how much I love her. ”

The sound of the conversation came to an end, except for the wisps of white gas and the low sobbing sound that rose at that time, no one knew whether these little soldiers hidden in the night would live to see the dawn of the next day.

War is cruel and cold, and it is the same virtue as this ghost weather, regardless of whether people want it or not. I don't know when it began, and it snowed heavily on the Xiling Plateau, which was white, as if it had covered the traumatized earth with a thick blanket.

The war, which lasted for two whole months, was declared to be over with the arrival of this heavy snowfall. Several countries on the plateau, some return with a full load, while others can only swallow the bitter fruit of failure, and the losers must lie dormant to accumulate strength and be ready to make a comeback.

Those civilians are not so lucky, their homes are destroyed, the land and food they depend on for survival are lost, and God should be thankful that they are alive.

"Where are you, Doke, Barridley, Wormwood, Pinki? Ah, why can't I move?"

In the snow, with a shout, a large snow bag bulged upward, and after a while, a head came out, and he breathed heavily. Seriously, it was a very young face, with short black curly hair, a straight nose, amber eyes that showed a little dazedness, and a slightly delicate-looking young man looked up at the vast sky.

"Who am I, why are there two Roques, ahhh ”

As the snow loosened, Roque struggled to climb out of the snowdrift, wearing rusty, worn iron armor and several deep wounds on his chest and thighs.

"Where are you?" answer me!"

About an hour passed, and Roque was motionless, like a statue, the frostbite on his body was getting worse and worse, the cold iron armor could not give him enough warmth, and his mind was muddy.

As the sun set approached, Roque sat on the white snow for a day, his body already stiffened, and only a faint breath could be taken from his mouth.

Oh!

Whew!

The snow wolves in the ice fields of the Xiling Plateau are whistling higher and higher, and Roque may become their food tonight.

Click!

When the afterglow of the setting sun had completely set, footsteps could be heard not far away, and it was vaguely clear that they were two people, holding dim oil lamps in their hands, walking in a hurry, getting closer and closer to Roque.

"Mom, there's a guy here!" a crisp and pleasant voice sounded, a young girl of seven or eight years old, with golden hair tied into a ponytail, and blue eyes looking at Roque curiously.

Although her face was a little dirty, it was certain that her skin was very white, it should be whiter than this snow, and she wore a thin linen dress, but fortunately she was wrapped in several layers of a long rag, otherwise she would not be able to withstand the bitter cold.

"Gera be quiet, it's getting dark, we need to go faster. The woman beside the little girl booed, wrapped the rags tighter around her, glanced at Roque hurriedly, and continued on her way.

"Mom, he's going to die here. Jayla's eyes were full of bewilderment, and although she was being pulled away by the woman, her gaze never left Roque.

"Listen to Jera, the war has killed a lot of people, all Mom can do is protect you, we can't control the others, everything will be fine after dawn. ”

After the mother and son left, the snow became quieter again, Roque's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his body was frozen so that he had no feeling, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

"It turned out that this was his life, and I thought I had come to the afterlife. ”

After such a long time, Roque's consciousness revived, although the body's functions were close to stopping, his head was always running, and finally digested the memories of the original owner of this body, the two of them had the same name, but their fates were completely different.

The newborn Roque was originally just an ordinary young man, and when he went to the snowy mountains alone to explore, he accidentally fell into the abyss, which was inaccessible and the communication equipment was useless, and finally in the hopelessness of being rescued, he accidentally ate the strange fruit in the abyss, and fell into a coma, and woke up and came here.

And Roque in this world is just an ordinary soldier, no relatives and no reason, an inconspicuous little character, who can never become a real warrior, even if he dies, no one will remember.

Looking back on the past, frustration and regret welled up in my heart, in the original world, Roque had too many people and things to let go, after all, his relatives and friends, his home, and his roots were all there.

Poof!

Roark tried to move his body, causing the wounds on his body to burst and blood splatter. His face was getting worse and worse, and even his breathing began to stop, and the pain in his heart almost suffocated him.

After a struggle, Roque collapsed to the ground, and at this time, several fishy smells aroused his vigilance.

"Damn Ice Plain Snow Wolf, did you finally bring you here?"

Looking around, Roque stared at the three-headed guy with glowing eyes not far away, the Ice Plain Snow Wolf was two meters tall and could exhale freezing breath, which was fatal to humans.