The man who was sealed by the coffin of ice and stone also had a childhood, and it was a brilliant summer when he was five years old.

The sun warmed the earth, and the wildflowers bloomed brightly beside the boulevard, and the boy couldn't help but be moved, pushed aside the grass, and reached out to pick a few.

"Sister, this bunch is for you!" Milky, he was still a child. And her sister was born to a half-mother, twelve years older than herself, that is, a genus.

Although Xiao Cong ...... couldn't see her face clearly, he vaguely remembered that the gentle voice was exclusive to the long-sleeved sister who was good at dancing, "Thank you." ”

The child's smiling face is set against the afterglow of the setting sun, and the pink tone is the astringent beauty.

The beauty of troubled times is always like misty droplets, with bubbles, fleeting in an instant......

The wind was blowing, and my sister and several women around me made a shed with simple thatch.

"Let's rest here tonight, the road to the neutral country will not be in time and a half, not far, but not near......" an older woman suggested. Immediately, a woman echoed, and she looked squeamish that she couldn't walk: "Oh, it's here, it's far from the outbreak anyway...... There will be no soldiers. ”

"It's just that...... The old lady served them, and they all vomited. ”

"Sister......" Satoshi tugged at the long-sleeved girl's clothes. The long-sleeved girl pulled up her hair and tied it up, very elegant, completely different from the women around her, and had a noble temperament. The girl squatted down again, touched Satoshi's little baby fat face, and nodded. However, the melancholy between my sister's eyebrows was deeply imprinted in Xiu's mind.

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the rain is coming as promised.

The rain became more and more pouring, and soon the ground was wet, and the straw hut was no longer stable.

The girl rolled up her long sleeves and pulled a blanket out of her sleeve to cover her sleeping brother.

However, it was against anyone's wishes. People do not suffer from inequality-this move was seen by the squeamish woman before, and the woman immediately caused an uproar. Those women are all prostitutes, not to mention their literacy, and their character is also very cheap. The girl wanted to fight, but was pushed to the ground, waking up Satoshi.

Of course...... The incessant noise also attracted - robbers.

This is a group of soldiers and bandits, all with fierce faces. The women were frightened, but the men were pleasantly surprised!

The girl hugged her brother tightly and lay down in the mud pile of stagnant water, whether it was to cover up or to play dead, she was the last to be discovered. The other women died after being humiliated......

"Sir! Here's another ...... It's like ...... dead" is a death declaration issued by a soldier who has just collected his gun.

The girl hugged her tighter. As if a mosquito chirping, the girl said to Satoshi: "Live well......" Then, she faded out of her long-sleeved white coat, leaving the coat wrapped in Satoshi and mud, mixed with the hazy rain and thatch.

And herself, naked......

Bright red blood, black mud, misty rain, pale life.

Satoshi was sick because he had a dream, a nightmare.

In the dream, his sister was humiliated, but he seemed to be locked in a cage, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape, let alone ...... to save.

He woke up, only to find that he had entered a deeper, deeper nightmare—his sister was gone! My sister, who was once white and warm, is still white, but it is cold. The sun came out, scorching hot. The corpse should not be exposed to the sun, otherwise it will accelerate the decomposition. Oh, my God...... Why can't you let the sister and brother, who are already separated by life and death, spend a little longer?

The sky is speechless, and human life is like a mustard.

The amorous ones are always just poor people.

Xiao Cong buried a lot of women, but only gave his sister a monument, although it was just a flat log. Two years later, Satoshi took his sister's clothes to the neutral border market - he changed his name to "Mourning" from then on, and he wanted revenge!

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"Dad, this dress looks so good, I want it! You can buy it for me~" A delicate little girl's voice suddenly came from the alley.

Yan raised his eyes and saw that he was a good-looking little girl, although he did not have aesthetics at this age, but in his opinion, the little girl was as beautiful as his sister, both of them had golden pupils and flaxen hair.

Of course, in his heart, his sister is the most beautiful girl in the world.

The little girl's father came to the front of the mourner, grabbed the long sleeves of the clothes on the stall, and asked, "This dress is of good material, little brother, how much are you going to bid?" ”

Yan stared deeply at the slender man and replied, "I'll only change a sword, a good sword that's sharp enough!" ”

Silent, silent.

It was a long time before the man asked him why he had changed his weapon.

Death's answer was succinct enough - "Revenge! ”

The man gently lowered his clothes, took the little girl's hand, and continued to ask, "Do you think that if you have a weapon, you will be able to take revenge and comfort your heart?" ”

Yan turned to look at the girl, and saw that the girl's eyes were a little evasive. He continued: "If I don't do it, I will never have peace of mind, and I am even more sorry for my sister who died to protect me...... Even if you fail, just do it......"

The man suddenly interjected: "So, if you succeed, what do you want to do in the future?" Revenge can't bring back your loved ones. ”

Yan pointed to his dark eyes and said, "The current me, I don't have the kind of future ...... you said."

The man shook his head and said, "Poor boy who is mired in the past...... Perhaps, this is the pathos of troubled times......"

"Do you still want to buy it?" Yan asked again, this time, he had already started to tidy up his stall and arrange his clothes, because it was cloudy again......

The little girl tugged at her father's sleeve. The slender man said, "Take me to your enemy, and I will give you what you want." ”

Yan was suddenly stunned, slowly raised his head, and stared into the man's eyes again.

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It was a small barracks, all formed by deserters from the battlefield, about twenty people in all. But for the seven-year-old Yan, this is a hell that can be entered and cannot be exited.

He picked up the weapon given by the man—it was a reversed-bladed knife, and its name was said to be "Brahmanaka".

"You can't kill them with this knife, but you can make them never want to do evil...... If you're really the kind of person I'm looking for. The man introduced.

He had never expected to be able to get a suitable knife in a neutral country, or rather, he would not have expected that someone would be willing to trade as soon as he set up a stall......

If yesterday was a tease of fate, then today seems to be the arrangement of fate! It's the same with this bloodless battle - when he gets his weapon, he seems to be a different person, a born warrior.

The soldiers were bloodless, and everyone fell...... In addition, all of their arms were broken and broken, and even self-care was a problem.

"Child, if you can promise me to use this weapon to protect the people you love the most, instead of doing evil, I will use this month to teach you all my sword skills!" Men are not only like having a treasure, but also seem to be suffering from gains and losses, for fear of a mistake.

His promise did not move the heart. Because of his future...... It's gone.

Just after this battle, after the revenge, the lowest degree of revenge, ended, confusion became the main color of his life, leaving him at a loss.

It's just that at this time, someone gave him a new month, a new month, another month that could be meaningful, a reason for him to live another month. Such an arrangement made him nod involuntarily.

As a result, the trajectory of the young man's life and fate changed from a parallel line that separated from the world to an intersecting line today, and in the future, it gradually coincided with her......

The sunset that day was orange.

[Like, my sister's love ......]

The last ten years of his death were spent with blood.

Since saying goodbye to the man who gave him the sword, he has had his own goals and has started to earn a living on his own. He first made a living by hunting large animals and hunting low-level exotic beasts to obtain various materials such as fur and teeth and sell them for gold coins.

Later, as his sword skills matured, he used all the good materials he collected to build a heavy machine suitable for the seven swords he held. In the days that followed, he kept tempering himself through mercenary missions, during which he experienced the abandonment of his employer, the betrayal of his friends, and the test of life and death......

Finally, two years ago, he became a qualified "warrior".

The title of "Warrior" is awarded to those samurai who do not know hypnotism, but who have achieved the same or even higher strength than the Martial Arts Hypnotic Venerable by virtue of their own efforts, talents, adventures, and other factors.

The disadvantages of hypnosis are obvious, and that is its unsustainability, as well as the fragility of "Sain". And the samurai who have reached the "Venerable" level through their own training have a physique comparable to that of a magical beast and combat skills that surpass those of the same level of martial arts hypnotists.

The title of "warrior" is often awarded to one person in the last hundred years......

With the title of "warrior", he is finally qualified to join the top mercenary group - God.

The tasks received by the "God Above" mercenary group are all above the S level, and completing tasks of this level is just a fantasy that can be lewd in a dream for ordinary mercenary groups. But for the mourners, it's just a little tricky...... And that's when he exists alone.

Soon, his excellent ability was jealous of his peers. Especially his nagging dream: "My ideal? Hehe, it's very simple, it's to create a world where everyone is happy, of course, if not, I'll be the king, I want my kingdom to never be strife, it's a fair and safe country! ”

When the regiment commander asked him what he planned to do, Yan was even more interested: "I want to personally rob the rich and help the poor, of course, I have measure, and the target of my robbery must be the kind of person who is rich and unkind." Then divide my wealth and land among the people! ”

Whenever they heard such an answer, the members of the group would laugh.

He didn't care about their disdainful expressions at all, but instead persuaded them to fight with him for a better world......

Although everyone regarded his words as jokes, but the ability of the dead is obvious to all, with his strength, maybe as long as there is one more guy of the same level, he can really make the whole world surrender......

In addition to the official tasks announced, the mercenary group will also receive a certain amount of "secret missions" from large employers, which are often assassinations or other ulterior evil deeds with similar meanings.

"Above God" is hardly received, because with their pride, these "small tasks" are not visible at all.

However, there was a coup d'état in the southern kingdom of Kolo, and in the dark mission, there was a mission to slaughter the city that I don't know who issued it, which was SS-class. The reason why the rank is so high is because it requires - to slaughter the king of Grandia...... Most of the hypnotists in the royal capital have the "master" level, and a few have even reached the "Venerable" level. It can be said that one is a thousand, and one is a thousand, and I don't know how many people there are.

None of the mercenary groups had the strength to take it, except for the "above the gods" who had the dead. Yes, God is capable of doing it, but only if the Dead are willing to fight. Death - He never gives the enemy the last fatal blow, so to speak, except for exotic monsters, he has never killed a life.

He doesn't kill people, that's the unanimous consensus in the team. In this mission, it is enough for Yan to hold back the two "Venerables......

However, there are already people in the team who are clearly opposed - "Massacre of the city?!" Aztecs, you're crazy! Isn't this dehumanizing task something we never take on? ”

The leader of the "God Above" mercenary group, Aztec, is a long-established martial arts hypnosis master, and many times, his strength surpasses that of ordinary Venerables is also the consensus of everyone...... However, his wisdom was more convincing to the members than his force. Because he has always considered the best interests of the regiment. This time, he didn't hesitate to take on this SS-level task - slaughtering the city, there must be a reason for him.

The Aztecs' reason was very simple: "Needless to say, some of you have already guessed who the employer is, yes, it is those guys in the west who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the conditions they give me cannot refuse - after the task is completed, the land, people, and treasures within a radius of 4,000 kilometers with the royal capital as the center are all ours, so to speak, we have almost the entire Kolo Kingdom!" ”

This extremely lucrative condition made the members of the mercenary group collectively crazy, not including, of course, the previous opponent who had already been executed.

The other person was a martyr, and he didn't know it......

So, a shocking scam was planned, and he was deceived into the sky above the royal capital of Grandia. Those who have reached the level of "Venerable" can already ignore the gravity of the planet. Driving on top of the royal capital, there are two old men dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The introduction of the mission he received was to show the strength of the pinnacle of the world world for the generals and people of the royal capital, that is, the competitive task.

This kind of performative task is a common occurrence for "above God", so it is not surprising to die. It's just that he would never have imagined that this was a terrible political conspiracy, a slaughter that annihilated humanity, and a huge whirlpool of interests for which even close comrades-in-arms who had been with each other for more than two years were willing to abandon friendship......

He's just very dedicated to defending, ****. To him, Venerable is just a slightly more difficult humanoid demonic beast than an S-class demonic beast...... Just as the situation above stabilized, the massacre began.

It was a nightmare that made the death even more unforgettable, and it kept condemning itself.

He went crazy to stop his former teammates, but they had already killed the red eyes and turned into demons who had lost their humanity...... His Holiness was in hot pursuit, and in their eyes, the unwitting Death was also an accomplice.

As a result, he was seriously wounded. However, before he lost his consciousness, he pulled out the blade blade that was pinned to his waist, and he wanted to stop all this absurdity, because once he stopped it, then he could not be stopped at all!

The failure of "above God" is also understandable. Grantia, however, was also nearly half destroyed, with uncountable casualties.

He couldn't remember how he had escaped from the crazed teammates and the Venerable Wangdu......

That night, he slept in the pile of the dead.

That night, he dreamed of his sister again.

That night, he remembered the feather coat that his sister had put on him.

That night, he dreamed that he had become a good king.

In fact, the end of that night was ended by the Noah Kingdom Secret Guard. The Special Guards were left behind in the Kingdom of Kolo to deal with the aftermath, during which they discovered seven weapons of various shapes......

The mourners were sent into the vast waves of the Forgotten River with the corpses by the people in charge of cleaning them up......

It took a long, long time before he woke up. In fact, he was awakened by the cold; This place is extremely cold, and even he, who is a "warrior" and has thick skin, can feel the biting cold.

It was a desolate, icy desert scene, and the heavens and the earth were gray.

Unbeknownst to him, this place was called "Icewind Dale" and was his destiny...... He just walked forward on his instincts until he came to a cliff.

At this moment, he was already starving to death, and he was about to lose consciousness and starve to death. So he decided to take a gamble and leaped towards the skull at a speed that broke through the sound barrier.

The top of the cliff - still an ice field. And, even colder! However, there is a very peculiar ice stone at the top of the cliff, like a stone flying from the sky, except that it is a blue-gray crystal, not a gray-white stone.

Inside the crystal, there is a sword, which looks very strange, as if it was made of pure ice, and the entire sword body is light blue, with fluorescent ice picks and ice spikes.

Yan touched the ice crystal, and suddenly, a terrible stinging pain that could not be described in words came from the palm of his hand, it was a cold to the extreme.

This stinging pain made his whole body sober up a lot...... But he didn't notice it, and the moment he put his hand on the ice stone, his hair immediately turned from brownish yellow to snow-white...... And after he let go, his hair color returned to brown and yellow.

His physical condition did not allow him to stay in this place. He walked straight along the ice cliff until he came to an orchard and a lake. However, he did not realize that the way he had come had disappeared.

Eventually, he couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed on the edge of the clear lake, allowing the water to gradually submerge his body...... When he was dying, he vaguely heard the sound of walking on the waves, raised his eyes slightly, and he saw - sister!

"It would be nice to have a piece of clothing......"