One evening at the beginning of the fourth century A.D., night gradually fell on the Pacific Ocean, staining every inch of the beautiful land of the Palantin continent with the shadow of night. It's a quiet moment, but in the southern part of the continent, on the northern border of the Kingdom of Palantine, which has the same name as the mainland, the small town of Del, known as the "City of Thieves", has just ushered in its hustle and bustle.

On the side of a crowded road, the glitter of the lights reflected the crude sign of the Versailles bar, passing by a few drunkards who were laughing uncontrollably with a bewitching woman in their arms, and as soon as they entered the bar, they were greeted by the pungent smell of tobacco, heavy alcohol and the "manly" stench of shirtless men, and a few drunken men around each table with heavy makeup and bright makeup, vulgar shouts and blushing teasing laughter.

At the bar, the fat bar owner with a meaty face, Krieberg, is haggling with his patrons. The shrewd owner not only runs his bar, but also serves it as an underground black market store, where all kinds of curiosities are bought and sold every day, and the profits are far higher than the profit of the bar. Four burly men stood shirtless behind the boss of Kerriberg, vigilantly watching everyone in the bar, one of them swept his gaze over a table in the corner of the bar, where there was a guest, he was wearing a dark purple robe, the brim of the wide-brimmed mage hat covered his entire face, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling, and the long-handled wand in his hand that never left his hand for a moment was really eye-catching, and the huge amethyst on the head of the wand once made the boss's eyes shine, but he knew. Mages don't sell their magic crystals, and he doesn't want to provoke the mysterious wandering mage.

A light and loud sound of boots stomping on the floor shook the bar. The bodyguard moved his gaze away from the wandering mage who was drinking alone in the corner to the door, and saw a white shadow slowly entering through the door. His silver leather armor shone like holy sunlight in the dim room, and his boots made the noisy bar hall quieter with each touch,** They restrained their smiles, bowed their heads timidly like pure maidens, and secretly looked at his handsome description with affectionate afterglow, and the drunkards also stopped howling and laughing, and a pair of wolf-like eyes looked so docile at the moment, and lowered their eyebrows to avoid his cold face, and their eyes secretly glanced over a pair of thin, long, pointed ears sticking out of his long flowing silver hair. Like a well-behaved child, he didn't even dare to whisper.

The arrival of the silver-haired man also attracted the attention of the wandering mage, his eyes hidden under his hat lit up, and his fierce eyes stared unscrupulously at the tall man with a silver sword hanging from his waist and a shiny silver longbow on his back, and watched him walk to the bar in full view, threw a bag on the bar, and said in his cool, bard-like voice, "Look at the goods, Kriberg!"

The boss glanced at the bag in front of him, smiled and nodded. With his big chubby hand without a trace of wrinkles, he pushed aside the Jinbao jewelry of the other customers on the table, and smiled as he unwrapped the bag and put it on: "Hey, let me see, what treasure has the old man brought me again!" The silver-haired man looked at him coldly. Ignoring his affectionate titles.

"Oh my God, it's the Giant's Eye!" the boss exclaimed and many of the people present stood up. He stared in amazement at the huge spherical crystal in the trembling hand of the boss, which was a rare specialty only found in the Red Rock Hills, the easternmost dwarven territory of the continent. Born from a rare monster called the Crystal Giant, a giant beast that feeds on crystal ore. Wrapped in a layer of hard crystal, it is difficult to damage it with sharp swords, sharp bows and crossbows, or powerful destructive magic, and once it kills the crystal giant, its eyes will turn into a crystal stone of unrivaled purity after it leaves its body, and so far, there are no more than three bounty hunters in Del City who have been able to bring back the Giant's Eye alone.

"How much are you going to sell, dear fellow!"

The handsome bounty hunter quietly raised his chin to the boss: "Old rules, you make a price." ”

When the boss heard this, the two small-eyed thieves spun around a few times, stretched out two fingers, and looked at the silver-haired elf expectantly, the latter was not in a hurry, and calmly asked, "Kleberg, are you a rookie?" His taunt caused the people present to laugh, until they felt the elf's cold gaze scan the hall, and the laughter disappeared in an instant.

The boss who touched the nail hesitated for a while, tentatively stretched out three fingers, and without waiting for him to observe the other party's expression, the elf with silver leather gloves snatched the treasure from his hand like a wind, sent a contemptuous look, turned around and left, the boss hurriedly stopped him: "Don't be in a hurry to go, you want as much as you want!"

The bounty hunter stopped, turned around and stretched out five fingers to the boss, the boss licked his lips hesitantly, only to hear the other party simply say: "If you feel that you are at a loss, I will go across the street to find your old friend Borion, I believe that he will pay more than you!" The boss heard the other party mention his rival, as if he had been slashed, he couldn't help but tremble, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't, don't go to that profiteer, he often pays some counterfeit currency, that bastard is the most untrustworthy person!"

"So, old fellow Kriberg, I'll be the first to come to you!" The elf returned to the counter, shook the crystal in his hand in front of the boss, and smiled, "How is it, have you made up your mind?" The boss glanced at his first smile since stepping into the tavern, knowing that he would not be able to get anything if he didn't agree today, just like a defeated rooster, and asked helplessly, "Do you want gold or silver?"

"We elves don't like that yellow thing, you know. ”

When the elf walked out of the door with the heavy money bag containing only five hundred silver coins, the boss behind the counter glanced at the door angrily, and a trace of cowardice flashed on his face, until the white shadow completely disappeared outside the door, then he sighed softly and muttered to a few people around him: "What's wrong with this guy today." He had never been so skeptical in his shipments before, and I always felt that it was easiest to make money from this guy. I didn't expect to be knocked by him today!"

Just when the boss was babbling and whining, no one noticed. The wandering mage in the corner had quietly gotten up, walked past the tables where flirting had resumed, and left the bar without a word. He stood in the dimly lit streets, searching the bustling crowd for the bounty hunter, but he was long gone.

In a chaotic dark street in the ghetto, a white figure came in from the corner, very different from the bar, his steps were so light that he could barely hear it, except for ghostly white shadows that passed through the quiet alleys. Coming to a dilapidated hut, a dim small lamp shines out of the window with a humble light, the white shadow stopped at the door to listen, and a weak man's voice can be faintly heard: "Ruili, you leave me alone, take the children and leave quickly, those people will come tomorrow morning, and they won't be able to come up with the money then, they can do everything." I'm already half-dead, you let me drag them here, as long as your mother and son are safe, I have no regrets when I die. "And with it. It is the unbearable cry of women and children.

Suddenly, a soft knock on the door disturbed the tragic scene, and everyone in the room trembled. Overwhelmed, the man softly encouraged his son. Open the door like a man. The little fellow of seven or eight years old came to the door and asked in a trembling voice. There was no answer, and the boy looked back at his parents in fear, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he carefully opened the door a crack, and poked his head out of the door to look around the dark alley, but there was still no one. The anxious little guy was about to close the door, when he suddenly found something on the ground at the door, he squatted down and touched it carefully, and felt a silky smooth feeling, he struggled to lift it up and shake it, and heard a sound of metal rubbing, the boy's heart swelled with hope, he turned around and rushed to his father's hospital bed with the bag, and shouted loudly: "Daddy, Mommy, look!"

After a short silence, a woman rushed out of the house, she stood in the street, looked around the dark alleys where there was no one to go, fell to her knees tremblingly, wept with joy, looked up to the heavens and prayed sincerely, until the boy ran out of the house, and helped her up to return to their shabby home, the white shadow flashed from the corner of the street, and the slender ears keenly caught the joyful voices of the people in the house, and their desperate hearts were once again awakened to the hope of the future, and when their grateful and joyful smiles came to the elf's mind, a smile of relief snaked out of the corners of his moist eyes。

With a happy mood, he turned away from his hopeful family, turned a few streets, and walked towards the location of the Bounty Hunters' Guild. Suddenly, the blue crystal inlaid on the silver sword gauntlet on his waist quickly flashed a brilliant blue light, which means that there is a powerful source of magic nearby, there is some kind of magical creature or magic powerful mage hiding nearby, the elf involuntarily clenched the hilt of the sword, only to see a white ball of light floating out from the street in front of him, the dazzling light is like direct sunlight in this dark alley, if ordinary people will close their eyes to dodge, but the elf's eyes will not be easily affected by the light, he stared at this strange uninvited guest, his two ears collected the surrounding sounds, and the green eyes seemed to warn the opponent hidden in the shadows, the hunter will not become the prey。

"What a respectable act of kindness!" The gloomy echo has not yet dissipated, the ball of light has been rushing towards the bounty hunter, the lightning flashed, the big ball of light turned into ten small balls of light from all directions, the elf stood in place without moving, feeling the powerful magic light ball shrouded the wind of death on his face, suddenly drew his sword, the silver shining elf sword with wind and rain slashed towards the oncoming small ball of light, the magic ball of light that should have penetrated the sword body to hit the target was actually rebounded back by the long sword, only to hear a burst of ping pong magic crackling, the elf did not retreat, all ten magic balls of light were repulsed, the repulsed ball of light fell back into place, and regathered into a large ball of light, only to see a flash of white light, turned into a human figure, he raised his head to stare at the elf, the purple glow of the amethyst on the wand head made his face looming, but the elf's eyes were not affected by the night had already recognized him.

"When a sturdy elven archer has a sword that can reflect mana, no matter what becomes his prey, how easy is it to dodge the pursuit?" said the magician, with a subtle smile on his lips, in a tone that was half mocking and half appreciative.

"It's over, dear duke, what is the wind that has brought you here?"

"It was a prophecy of destruction that sent me to you," the man known as the Duke turned solemn, "Death has locked the entire continent with its hook and lock, do you accept fate, or cut off its chains, tell me, Elven Ranger Sgunelle Qinglong, what will be your answer?"

"I don't have an answer," the elf stared at the magician with a solemn expression, calmly inserted the long sword into the hard ground, pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and replied in a sonorous voice: "Only my bow and sword can prove that I am never swayed by others!"

The flames of the sky ignited all the clouds, and the shadow of death shrouded the continent of Palantin in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, and with the fall and explosion of a huge meteorite that burned brightly, the dust that obscured the sky and the sun, and the world fell into eternal night, and the world was reduced to a sea of fire, and the jade was burned, and the lives were destroyed......

A delicate and slender hand released the crystal ball in the center of the round table, and the man in the golden robe stood beside the table, looked around at the people present with a solemn expression, and said in a heavy tone: "Lords, what you have just seen is what we are about to face. In the past month, the mainland has been hit by meteorites from the sky, a large number of people have been killed, and towns have also been seriously damaged, I heard that the Normandeland forests in the west have caused forest fires, the red rock hills in the east have collapsed and subsided, and the avalanche on the frozen plateau in the north has caused the death of a large number of orcs, and this is not the most terrible, the scene you just saw through the divination crystal ball will completely destroy each of us!" His heavy tone echoed through the glittering round conference hall of the palace, eclipsing the glittering golden armor in the corners of the hall and the bright red carpet on the floor, just like the gloomy and gloomy look on everyone's face.

"High Priest Lingyue, we understand what you mean, just say it, what should we do?" The dwarf king Lakin, who was sitting on the right side of the high priest and had long reddish-brown hair, stroked his long beard over his chest with his hand with the giant diamond ring, and the sound like a bell made the white-robed and silver-haired elf king sitting opposite him frown.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the best way to do this is to use the Cantel Magic Stone, which contains a powerful underworld destructive power, which can completely destroy the huge meteorite that has fallen, turning it into powder to avoid harming the living beings on the continent. Ling Yue exchanged glances with the young king in a yellow robe, who was beside her, and the latter's restless eyes were like a lake full of anticipation.

"You mean, you want to gather the magic stone fragments in the hands of the six major races?" "Molare, the giant-like burly and sturdy orc chief on the right side of the Dwarven King, stared at the human high priest in his prime with suspicious eyes, and his tone revealed obvious distrust: "Then hand them all over to you humans to master?"

"Great Chief, don't get me wrong...... Ling Yue was as calm as ever, trying to explain his intentions to the orc, but the other party was not willing to listen, he shook his hideous dark green head and sneered roughly:" High Priest, you don't have to explain, in the race war, our six major races sacrificed countless excellent warriors to break through the Divine Domain of Dusk and get a piece of magic stone fragment, you now casually ask us to hand over the magic stone fragment in our hands, how can we believe that you humans will not take the opportunity to swallow it privately?" (To be continued......