In the distance, where no one could see, at the junction of the forest and the wasteland, in the dark sky...... Under the bright "light cloud" that is incompatible with heaven and earth. Everything is changing dramatically.

Downstream, the fiercest vanguard of the pre-winter season, is feared and spurned by all living beings, especially dragons......

-- In the war of the gods, the dead who weep and roar cannot rest even after death. The chaotic, frenzied resentment gradually returns to the life-giving nature that gave them life as the broken souls return. However, the changes never end there.

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The feeling of disgust that I had resisted spat out like a flooding river on the monitor lizard that I was borrowing from below. Kerr put aside the bone meal in his hand, and resisted the empty space around him helplessly. In a world that ordinary people can't see, the invisible tides of demons swim towards this place like sharks that smell fish.

The feeling of disgust just now was really so strong, so strong that it affected reality. Chaos rushed towards him as if attracted by a magnet without warning. Fortunately...... Kerr slowly exhaled a cloudy breath, his resistance to the Chaos Demon Spirit was quite high for some well-known reason.

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Madness and curse, the dead still maintain their hatred for the world even after their deep sleep.

In this way, the fragments of chaos are cathartic from the angry soul into the real world, and the madness of decay permeates the rotten reality and affects the whole world. The clouds changed and the world began a dark year.

...... But that's not all.

More and more chaos cannot be concealed and catharticized, and the world has begun to be shrouded and covered, and excessive they not only cover the world, but also bring about the disaster of winter that freezes all life. However, everything in the world needs to be recycled, and nothing can be simply obtained and nothing can be simply given. Even chaos has a process of "feeding," which scholars of all races call the downstream.

Chaotic, perverse energies are too converging to be properly filtered by nature itself. So, the world came up with a simpler and cruder approach. The excessive amount of chaotic demon spirits continued to superimpose and attract each other, from just a concentrated "singularity" at the beginning, to a low condensation cloud that was different from darkness, and finally to a bright spot of energy with enough energy and a wide enough area. They are dark enough, but also "bright" enough.

However, this is not enough, this barrel of explosives, which is already violent enough, needs a torch not too big to show its true power. ...... How about a scarlet lightning soaked in negative energy?...... It's not enough. We need more scarlet lightning. So that's why they always come with a torrential downpour.

And because of the temporary warm-up weather, rain and lightning are never a problem.

...... Right at the junction of the forest and the moor. A bright speck of light, like a nightmare, stretched over the heads of all the creatures beneath it. Scarlet lightning scurrying back and forth in the clouds stained this different lightning cloud from its surroundings, looking oppressive and bloody. It's like a huge pool of blood floating in a century without light.

First, a few wisps of energy leaked out like an overflowing pool of water. ...... Suddenly, a huge pillar of black clouds with a diameter of several kilometers or more than ten kilometers shimmered with scarlet light, and slammed into the devastated land. The blood-colored brilliance that erupted in that moment even illuminated the world that had long been missing and there was no sunlight, making the eyes hidden in the dark night lose their minds for a moment. Then, more and more pillars of clouds poured down with a crazy thunderstorm. From a distance, the wide cloud column is nothing more than a tiny tentacle compared to the huge clouds. Countless pillars of black clouds with scarlet energy extended from under the low clouds, looking like a disgusting monster. Constantly whipping the shattered earth with his tentacles.

The hard soil was thrown high, churning, and destroying, revealing the nutrients that had not yet been corroded deep beneath the dry earth.

It's been a long time...... and everything was quiet again.

Shattered land, shattered by chaotic energy. A few green dots of light, dozens, hundreds, thousands...... Like a never-ending river of light, slowly floating out of the nearby forest, from the feet of every singing elf.

This is a hymn to life composed of every seed that can survive the winter. They will go to the land that has just been tormented, and use the new soil to lay a solid foundation for the next year's plants to thrive in the new world.

This is life, which is both resentful and desperate.

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Tucker, who was hanging from the crack of the antbear bone, looked at the strange man in front of him with a full body of armor

Helpless

"Dare to threaten to kidnap the great dwarves! You short men! I, Tucker, am the most valuable engineer of Sidam, and if you don't want to die, let me go!"

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"Want to get an upgraded version of the Soul Armor? Your old model is simply a set of shackles that limit your strength and waste your life. As long as you untie me......"

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"Big brother, I beg you, let me loose......"

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Don't talk to the dwarf, Leto carried Ker's words to the extreme. When Tucker, driven mad, finally remembers the folding knife hidden behind his proud beard. He was saddened to find that he had no beard. ...... As early as when Kerr found the small parts behind his beard, he embroidered a knife technique with a giant scythe, and shaved all the dwarves' beards with a two-meter-long scythe staff.

"You short demons...... Oh my God, Bacchus is on top......" Tucker groaned in pain. He could now feel the crisp, chilling sensation of his jaw. Like a shaved hen, it makes the dwarves feel immensely ashamed.

"Smack!"

Not long after waking up, Tucker fell into a deep sleep again.

"Don't use violence against the captives," Clio whispered, his eyelids twinning.

"Violent means? I'm just telling him to be quiet. The captain also told you not to call him again, why didn't you listen. ”

"I feel like you need to maintain some basic respect for your father. "Clio felt a bit of a headache. He has nothing to do about this biological daughter, and he is often accused of being groundless. And for some reason, Clio does feel guilty about Leto. led to a scene where a father is now in a dilemma.

"If you hadn't left your mother ............ when the ogre attacked," the halfway words came to an abrupt end.

"I'll never forgive you in my life!" Leto, who was fully armored, turned around and said no more.