In an unknown dark void, a thunderclap suddenly sounded, and a small green elemental tree was born, suspended in the void without roots and soil, which was very strange.

The elemental tree is shrouded in ten colors, which are cyan, blue, red, brown, green, white, purple, black, gold, and transparent. The ten colors are constantly circulating, flowing with each other. It corresponds to the ten magical elements, wind, water, fire, earth, wood, ice, thunder, darkness, light, and stars. The entire elemental tree was shrouded in a hazy layer of magic, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not far from the elemental tree, there were about three towering giant trees shrouded in mist.

A gust of wind blew, the magic was blown away, and the leaves of the elemental trees fluttered in the wind towards unknown places. At this point, a magnificent era of magic has officially arrived.

The Holy Dragon Continent, a small northern border city of the Star Empire.

The dusk of August is still a little muggy, and when the twilight gradually envelops the mountains in the north, the lights of a small village close to the mountains are slowly lit up, and in the night as thick as black cloth, like a few bright pearls, illuminate the way home.

It is the village of Montenegro, named after the Montenegro behind the village. The villagers have been chopping wood for a living for generations, and most of the local villagers are enthusiastic and simple.

In fact, Montenegro was not called Montenegro before, at that time, the mountains were full of greenery, it was the first mountain in the northern mountains, and it was also the first pass to the hinterland of Warcraft.

In the past, the Black Mountain was full of large and small demonic beasts, and it is said that there was also a fifth-order demonic beast, the Silver Moon Demon Wolf. Every winter, there are often animal tides that invade Red Fire City.

At that time, Red Fire City was just a small border city in the Star Empire. The city lord has the highest strength, and he is only a mage who has just reached the fourth order.

Whenever the beast tide hits, Red Fire City can only be trapped and waiting for help. However, every time the Empire's reinforcements arrived, the Beast Tide had long since ended, so Red Fire City was poisoned by the Beast Tide all year round.

The wisdom of high-level demonic beasts is often surpassed that of humans, and whenever powerful reinforcements from humans come, they will hide directly in the northern mountains. And when the reinforcements retreat, they will run out and invade.

For the last time, the Red Fire City Lord couldn't bear it anymore and spent a lot of money to invite a seventh-order magician from the Magic Association to summon hellfire using the forbidden magic scroll.

Legend has it that countless black flames poured out of the ground that day, burning the Black Mountain for a whole month, and none of the demonic beasts in the mountain escaped, and there was a scream that shook the heavens and the earth.

Eventually, the entire mountain was burned to the ground of a whole black mountain. Since then, there have been no more demonic beasts in Montenegro, and whenever some sporadic low-level demonic beasts appear, they are often hunted by groups of mercenaries.

Gradually, ordinary people at the foot of Montenegro multiplied here from generation to generation, and slowly there was a village, named Montenegro Village.

The morning sun is rising, the mist has lifted, and there is still a hint of early morning cold air in the mountains and forests, surrounded by large trees and overgrown with weeds.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

A young man dressed in coarse cloth had a pair of blue eyes with a strange light. He was tirelessly wielding the iron axe in his hand, cutting down the branches neatly. Steady and unmoving, from the waist to the waist, the iron axe raised by the arm, like the wind to cut down the thick branches. One, two, three. Thick branches on the main trunk were cut down.

Probably because he has been chopping wood since he was a child, the skin on the boy's body is wheat-colored, his bones are strong, and his body is stronger and more powerful than his peers, like a sturdy young bull.

Use your sleeve to wipe the sweat off your forehead. The boy looked at the ground, and there were already three bundles full of branches, the fruits of his morning's labor.

Rubbing his somewhat sore arms, he took off his soaked coat casually, and the near-perfect muscles on his body were very well-proportioned.

"Add some oil, and you'll be done in no time. The boy muttered to himself.

At this time, a "buzzing" sound came. The boy pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and his face was happy, needless to say, it must be the sound of wild bees.

Following the sound, I found a hole in a huge tree, and the sound was constantly coming out of it. Without saying a word, he climbed the giant tree and picked up an axe to chisel open the hole in the tree.

Seeing that the golden patches inside were beehives, exuding a refreshing fragrance, which made the young man happy.

The boy wrapped his body tightly in his clothes, and his face was covered with mud, and he wrapped himself tightly. Take out the bag and take out the hive in the tree hole piece by piece, and the juice on the hive keeps dripping on the ground.

The boy couldn't help it, tore a piece, and chewed it in a big gulp.

"W-"

"It smells so good. The boy had a happy expression on his face.

Then the boy continued to dig into the hollow of the tree and took out seven or eight pieces. However, I was really worried about him when he saw the young man taking the beehive, and a lot of wild bees flew around him, and he was really afraid that he would be stung and become a "fat man" when the time came.

The beehive was taken out, and the boy left a little bit inside, so that the bees would continue to settle here, and if they were all gone, the bees would leave. When the boy left, he surrounded the giant tree with a few branches and made it into an easily recognizable shape.

"Make a mark, next time you look for honeycomb, it'll be easy to find. ”

Satisfied, the young man picked up the package containing the hive, returned the way he came, returned to the place where he was chopping wood, and picked up four large bundles of firewood and walked down the mountain. During this time, he carefully took out a piece of beehive and put it in his mouth.

"W-"

The honeycomb was squeezed between the teeth, and the rich juice was splashed everywhere, and the mouth was full of sweetness.

"Leave some for the old man, this kind of wild goods on the mountains are rare. The boy muttered to himself as he kept sucking the honey from the hive.

Returning to the place where the wood was chopped, he picked up the four bundles of firewood he had chopped and picked up the burden, and walked leisurely down the mountain towards the official road.

At the foot of the mountain forest, on the official road, a broken car, an old ox, and an old man lying on the ox cart, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

As soon as the boy approached the ox cart, the old man sat up.

"Wow! it smells so good!" said the old man, shaking his nose intoxicatedly, "Layton, what good thing you have brought, so sweet, it must be a beehive." ”

"Old man, your nose is really smart, I found a wild honeycomb and raided the house. No, the hive is definitely indispensable. The boy took a beehive from the package and handed it to the old man.

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, chewed hard, and ate a mouthful of honey. Wiping his mouth and saying: "This kind of mountain game, even if it is placed in the tavern, it is also first-class, fragrant." As if remembering something again, he asked, "You haven't forgotten to stay in the nest!"

While unloading the firewood, the young man replied: "Don't worry, I have made a mark in that place to keep a nest, and after a while, I can continue to pick." ”

The old man was satisfied: "Okay, well done." The old man quickly finished a piece, and then asked for more.

The young man tightened the package and said angrily: "Okay, the rest will be left for dinner." ”

The old man said stupidly: "Okay, haha." ”

With that, he picked up the reins and tightened them slightly, and the old scalper slowly stood up and drove down the path. The young man lay on the ox cart, stroked the dragon-shaped jade pendant around his neck, and looked up at the white clouds and dogs in the sky.

The old man looked back and didn't speak, and his thoughts flew for a while.

The boy's name is Layton, and he is a child that the old man picked up fifteen years ago when he was chopping wood in the mountains and forests. At that time, the old man went up the mountain to chop wood, and found that Lei Dun was a baby, lying in a small bamboo basket, sleeping quietly, with a dragon-shaped jade pendant around his neck.

The old man couldn't bear to leave a baby in the wilderness like this, so the old man adopted Layton for a full fifteen years.

"Squeak-squeak-"

The heavy wheels were overwhelmed and made a screeching sound. On the official road, the old ox carried a wooden cart full of firewood and drove unhurriedly towards Thunderfire City. The old man leisurely snorted dry tobacco while driving the ox cart.

After a while, Layton suddenly asked, "Old man, where did you say that the white clouds in the sky are finally located?"

"I don't know, it should be a far away place, rumor has it that it is the end of the sky!" the old man took a deep puff of his cigarette, raised his head and looked at the sky and thought.