It is rumored that we are all children of the gods, and that the gods are the crops of the goddess of creation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a dry world, and the winds of destruction blew from farther south than the southernmost Gauss Mountains to farther north than the northernmost Broken Dragon Gorge. It bypasses the Stygian Sea and baptizes the world.

In the midst of a catastrophe, no life survives, and the bones of various races are piled up on the ground. Hope is frozen here.

Loving and merciful, she threw the glass of love in her hand into the barren land. So, the shattered cup became a valley, and the splashed wine turned into an ocean. The smaller pieces were picked up by the Mother of the World and turned into shining stars in the sky.

She frowned at the world without color, and shed tears of compassion for life...... And so it was born.

Everything begins to compete for survival.

On this continent, the human race is undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with among the rations of all races.

They did not have the strength of orcs, but they learned to be cunning, they did not have the height of giants, but they learned to unite, they did not have the longevity of elves, but they learned to inherit, they did not have the wings of celestials, but they learned glory, they did not have the ferocity of monsters, but they learned to sacrifice.

But even so, humanity is still living, living in the shadow of other races. Giants see it as food, ghosts as containers, celestials as slaves, and monsters as prey......

It was not until the advent of "Elpis" that the situation improved.

This human refuge in the world's strongest refuge has been accompanied by them for two thousand years.

The black and oppressive city is the hope of the people, the intricate streets are the barriers to the intruders, and the various large alchemical weapons seem to make the travelers think that they have entered the fortress of the mountain dwarves.

How did the people who had nothing at that time build such a great feat?

The ancestors used broken iron pickaxes and bloody hands to dig out the strongest metal in the world, black stone, from the deep buried veins of the "Theleutea" gorge.

How did the people at that time refine this mineral material that even giants could not handle?

"Then don't refine"

I don't know who said that. But it became a new hope for the people at that time

As a result, the rough and unaesthetic black ore is slightly treated, and it sticks together like a child's building blocks, forming a deformed but beautiful city.

It is affectionately called "Elpis" - "the hope that does not fall".

With the passage of time, from a few small stone houses to a black fortress, this forgotten place has become more and more prosperous. By the time it was discovered by other fantasy species, it had become a piece of "fat" that was hard to bite.

......

But it's still just fat.

''That's it''s just that'' yes, all fantasy species think so. Because it's just a fragile anthill built by weak humans.

It's just that the demon beasts will feel that the source of food is becoming less and less, and the celestial race will feel that the originally cheap slaves in the market are becoming more and more expensive.

Those bastards acted, that's what the ancestors said.

The high races want to teach these lowly people lessons to remember for the rest of their lives.

When the divine light fell one after another, and the army of the heavenly people came to the front of this "stone mountain", they were surprised, surprised at how there could be such ugly buildings in the world. They can't even understand what kind of hope it has come to it, what kind of change it will be for the world.

"Let's have some fun," said the tallest celestial at the head of the line, and the countless wings of light propped up to emit a scorching heat like the scorching sun, and the slaughter began.

Neither the celestials nor the races watching the excitement from the sidelines thought that this was a war, it was nothing more than a hunt, or a harvest.

However, there will be people who will tell them that they are wrong.

When the dried blood stained the city even darker ink.

The warriors under the black city used their knives to fight, and the knives broke, they killed the enemy with their hands, but their hands were gone, they tore and bit with their teeth, and their teeth were broken, and they roared with their lives, and roared out a historical song that could be sung and cried.

The celestials retreated, and out of the eight hundred elites, more than sixty celestials remained on this battlefield forever, yes, only sixty. Even if the earth was stained red with blood, even if the number was ten times by a hundred times that of the other side, the people did not defeat even a tenth of the enemy, but humanity won, the first great victory.

This war, yes, that's what the Celestials called it afterwards, because humanity taught them awe with their unyielding souls.

It declares to the world that humanity will defend their homeland with their lives.

People were shouting and laughing, and even though more than 2,000 soldiers were dead forever, they cheered that the angels who were high up had finally tasted defeat.

Since then, there has been hope that difficulties are not insurmountable.

In this way, people have experienced all kinds of hardships, confrontations with monsters, dealings with orcs, games with night demons, and so on. But people have survived the worst of times.

Elpis also became more and more prosperous, and countless human beings gathered and burst out under the pressure of survival to burst out with the power that blinded the gods.

Magic and martial arts, inheritance and culture burst out like a blowout in that period, and after a hundred years, mankind has also slowly stepped onto the stage of history.

With such a sad epic, with two thousand years of wind and rain, mankind has come to this day. The stone mountain became more and more magnificent, more and more magnificent, more and more homely.

A new city rises here, and the "godless race" - the human race - thrives here.

Humanity will slowly grow here.

It should be like this, but what's wrong?

Still the winged celestials, they stand in front of the gates of "Elpis", their glowing feathers slowly falling in the air, dyeing the world with a layer of gold.

It's like the story of 2,000 years ago that the old people at home are about to fall away, lying in front of the stove.

Only this time there seemed to be too many of them, and this time there was an indescribable figure standing behind them.

That's such a tall man, a hundred-meter body like a towering mountain, and the magnificent city wall is up to half of his waist. He was such a perfect man, and the golden splendor was the only melody on his body, and even the wood spirit, who was the best at art, could not find the slightest flaw on his handsome face.

He was like the sun that no one could look into his eyes, he seemed to be the only ruler of the world, and even the light bypassed him to restrain his existence, and he was like a burning crown with a burning crown on his head, and the glittering crown was set with nine jewels, each of which symbolized an extreme power.

He looked majestically at the black city in front of him, without saying a word, but no one could ignore his presence. No one could see him clearly, but his perfect countenance seemed to be imprinted into the hearts of all who perceived him.

It was the sun god Herios.

There is awe in the heart of every life. From birth, awe is the first lesson that this strange world has taught them. Because the unknown always brings the deepest fear of life.

Then, the brightest sun hanging in the sky is undoubtedly the most awe-inspiring force for life.

Thus, reverence gave rise to faith, faith, and to the first god of the world, the sun god, Herios.

He is the original god in the world, and from the beginning of the flood to the emergence of civilization, he will always be the well-deserved overlord among the gods.

Therefore, his followers called him the Great Lord.

At the same time, he also has a name that has not been mentioned for a long time - the father of angels.

Today, he has come to the battlefield to use his wrath to inflict on the ants and to destroy.

The mages on the Wizard's Tower were optimistic that the appearance of the gods was only a deterrent.

Because God is made by faith, and the beliefs that different people produce are different because of their beliefs, even if God can temporarily get rid of the bondage of faith, God himself is limited by faith. As one crazy mage said, "God, nothing more than a marionette." Believers are nothing more than silkworms that bind themselves in a cocoon.

Because of this conflict of beliefs, if there is not enough interest, the seemingly high god will not act lightly.

Humanity began to fight back. Even if they can't experience the glory of the past, the two thousand years of time have not wiped out the blood in their hearts, and struggle is still the main theme of their lives.

The wings of light that obscured the sky and the earth were blocked by the majestic black city in the distance.

Human beings are no longer weak people who are bullied by others.

It should be like this, what is wrong?

God, hands outstretched.

He took off the eighth jewel from his crown and tossed it gently at the stumbling block that hindered his walking, as if he were walking in a pavilion.

It is a black sun that symbolizes destruction.

''Elpis' is finished, and the hope that never falls, has fallen.

That was the first power in the world, light.

The black jewel slowly fell in the middle of the city like a weightless feather. Because, how can light have mass.

It fell to the ground, like a brick accidentally falling from a black city wall, inconspicuous.

''Elpis' is finished.

It turns out that the light is at its extreme, and it is dark.

A black sun is rising.

In the distance, someone seemed to hear a pious hymn.

This is the wrath of the primordial gods, the power of the great gods, the sun of destruction.

Together with the celestial beings on the outskirts of the city, almost the entire city was shrouded in darkness.

''Elpis' is finished.

With a twisted pillar of light that led straight to the heavens and the earth, the figure of the sun god Wei'an disappeared along with the surviving celestials behind a pure golden door, leaving this damned battlefield.

The thirteen-hour war is over.

For the sake of glory, mankind has struggled for two thousand years. And the destruction only lasted half a day.