The Prophet, using his innate teleportation skills, distributed the Tree Sacrifice to every corner of the world.

With the help of the Tree Sacrifice, more and more elemental messengers have appeared among the human race.

With the help of this group of people, the human race began to launch a counterattack against the entire World Warcraft army.

Humanity vented all the resentment they had accumulated for an unknown number of years.

Warcraft, for the first time, under the large-scale impact of human beings, appeared weak.

They had no choice but to abandon their original homes and retreat back into the mountains and forests, and for the first time, humans began to dominate the world in a real sense.

Humanity has always been an extremely rapidly expanding race, especially when it has a lot of resources.

They began to build a shrine as the center, and continued to spread outward, and after hundreds of years of human development, the whole world pattern finally began to emerge.

The prophets made history books record all that the world had discovered.

He named the world "The Moon of Madness", and no one knows why he gave it that name, because even the Prophet himself didn't know much about it, but his subconscious told him to do it.

He will divide the whole world into two huge rivers and name them "The Endless Flood".

Through his repairs, eleven shrines have been preserved throughout the world, as well as the ancient ruins of the ancient ruins where the World Tree is located.

These shrines are distributed in a very regular manner, with the ancient ruins as the central point, radiating in a fan-shape, forming three straight lines that run through the entire continent, as if someone had already settled their position.

Of course, the world in the Prophet's eyes naturally only refers to the half continent on which he lives, and on the other side, on the filthy and dark soil, the Prophet has been there once and does not want to set foot a second time.

Because when he stepped into it, there was a very uncomfortable feeling that enveloped him at all times, as if behind him, there was always a pair of eyes staring at him, which made him feel extremely depressed.

Although there are also countless human beings and creatures on that soil, and the divine consciousness of Verodicia, which he subconsciously retained, has repeatedly told him that he should be kind to every living being, the prophet's decision is unusually firm.

He was no longer willing to set foot in the area, but only sent birds to regularly scatter a certain number of tree sacrifices in the air, and whether anyone picked it up, or who picked it up, was not a question for him to consider.

Just as the entire human race was developing rapidly under the leadership of the Prophet, the human race itself suddenly discovered a problem, that is, no matter how hard they worked, how talented they were, and even swallowed more tree sacrifices, they could master no more than four skills.

What's even more hateful is that when a person learns four skills, the person's potential seems to be completely hollowed out, and it is impossible to learn new magic in this life.

Of course, this kind of doubt can only happen to those small groups of people who are already at the peak of the human race, after all, the vast majority of people are still struggling to figure out how to sense elemental power, so naturally this kind of doubt will not appear.

As humans gradually expelled the monsters into the jungle, after the mountains, humans occupied most of the territory and resources of the planet, and it was precisely because of this that the overly superior and stable life made human beings unite and help each other from the beginning, and became deceitful to each other.

Especially after everyone knew that the Tree Sacrifice could make ordinary people become powerful and respected elemental messengers, the human race started one after another to snatch the Tree Sacrifice.

"No, please let my child go. A woman was covered in blood, lying on her knees, pleading bitterly with a fierce man in front of her.

The man, holding a knife in one hand and a boy who was only two or three years old in the other, said coldly to the woman: "Hmph, if you want me to release your child, persuade your man to hand over the sacrifice of the tree, otherwise, no one will want to leave here today." ”

As he spoke, he looked at a man beside him, who was being supported by two other people.

The man was bruised and bruised, apparently beaten up.

He raised his head slightly, spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and said coldly: "Bastard, this tree sacrifice was personally given to our family by the Prophet, and now you do not hesitate to kill my whole family in order to snatch it, you are not afraid of retribution!"

Behind the crowd, the flames soared into the sky, and the screams were repeated.

A seemingly massive building is being destroyed inch by inch by the flames.

Under the light of the fire, there were many people with knives chasing and killing the people who fled in a panic, which can be described as extremely cruel.

"Retribution?" the knife-wielding man laughed, "Hahahaha, as long as I become a powerful elemental messenger, I am the Heavenly Principle, who can repay me?"

The man who was being held glanced at the other party coldly and sneered: "I think you are crazy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two men holding him punched and kicked him again.

The man with the knife didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party, and put the knife on the boy's neck, "One last chance, hand over the sacrifice of the tree, otherwise I will kill this child." ”

It's strange to say that this boy who was held by a man with a knife looked like he was only three or four years old at most, and in the face of this situation, he didn't cry or make trouble, but his face was calm, and his eyes also revealed a depth that was extremely inconsistent with his age.

Hearing the man's words, the woman lying on the ground immediately burst into tears and cried to his man, "Loki, if I beg you, give him the sacrifice of the tree quickly, or my child will be gone." ”

The man named Loki revealed a little helplessness and determination in his eyes, "Do you really think that if I give him the sacrifice of the tree, he will let us go and let us go?"

When the woman heard this, the tears in her eyes fell again, and she lay on her stomach facing the ground, crying loudly, obviously in complete despair.

When Loki saw his wife like this, the determination on his face became even more obvious, and he suddenly looked terrified, and said to the man with the knife: "Animal, kill me if you have a kind, I will not hand over the sacrifice of the tree to you." ”

When the man with the knife heard this, he immediately became angry, and without saying a word, he killed the woman who was lying on the ground with the knife.

Then he took up the knife and cut Loki's throat directly.

He looked at the boy in his hand, and was a little curious about his flat face, but this did not make him feel a trace of pity.

"Hmph, little guy, you can pick and choose in the next life, don't pick this kind of decay to be your father. After saying that, the blood-stained knife in his hand stabbed the boy in the chest.