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With this as an opportunity, the earth recovered.

The continuous warmth penetrates through the clouds, mountains and forests, and streams, and the haze is routed deeper into the mountains and forests.

A young eagle hovers over the clear blue sky and then swoops down.

Between breaths, a perfect parabola was drawn.

'Whoosh', it flew low over the low bushes and grass at a speed that was difficult to capture visually. By the time it took off again, a gray-white hare foraging for food was firmly trapped in the talons of the eagle and could not move.

As if showing off the joy of victory, it proudly spread its wings and spun freely, soaring straight into the sky, letting out bursts of whistling.

Hunting a fat adult hare may be a little too early for a young eagle of his age. After a few times in the air, he lost his strength, slowly lowered his flight altitude, and turned back in the direction he was traveling.

Joderick sat cross-legged under a raised rock in the leeward side of the hill and closed his eyes. He tore through his old brown bear skin cloak and wrapped his body tightly, stained with oil, blood, and gray stone and dirt, and smelled of heavy decay.

A bitter north wind whistled overhead, rubbing against the granite and black rocks, sending out a whimpering and wailing. Although summer is approaching, the monsoon wind blowing from the north still carries the breath of winter.

This rock group has been washed by wind, frost, rain and snow for many years, and has become strangely shaped. From a distance, it looks like a place where some mysterious religion gathers to perform some kind of mysterious ritual. This temporary haven is a great vantage point from which to observe everything that is going on within a few hundred meters of each other.

Bridge's Forest, just five kilometers ahead, is one of the oldest forests on the continent.

It was a sparsely populated place, far outside the blueprints of the Empire, and with the exception of the occasional passing caravan, only the shipwrecked Empire criminals or slaves would choose to settle here.

It was these outlaws who had the most headache for Joderick.

They have escaped the rules by the letter, are full of resentment, and will commit atrocities against anyone or creature that comes within their watchful range. Those people are never satisfied with the status quo, and when survival becomes within reach, they forget their pain and find ways to get revenge on others.

In the long run, sooner or later, it will attract the attention of the Empire. By that time, Yodric and his tribe had either left their homes or worked as slaves.

Since the conquest of all races by mankind and the unification of the continent of Theses. Any race that is not under the control of the Empire is discovered, and it is immediately put on a slave ring and branded.

'Perhaps, we have a way to avoid the minions of the Empire,' Jodric looked sideways to the far north.

Even if he didn't have a good view, he knew that behind that cloud there was a 'high wall' - the [Elmakika] Mountains! Towering peaks soar into the sky, and the mountains cross the continent from west to east, like a god-given barrier between civilized society and wilderness.

The world on the other side of the mountain is unknown and unexplored, and it is nothing more than a vague place name marked on the map, "Talamir", which is interpreted in the Elvish language as "the entrance to hell".

Flee there, and we will be safe. But who can do that?' another voice sounded in Yodric's head, and a child's voice replied, 'Dragons can do it! Dragons can go anywhere they want, with desert wilderness, scorching active volcanoes, dark and quiet underwater worlds!'

Joderick took a deep breath of cold air and exhaled the little impulse of longing that had just been ignited from his childhood. He knew that he was no longer a young child, and that he should no longer chase the illusions imagined in his mind.

The dragon is nothing but a legend!

They disappeared in antiquity, and the only evidence of their existence is the collection of books in the library of the Mage Tower of the High Court, and the only other thing that is the keel chair where the emperor sits in the hall of the Imperial Palace, which is made of real keel.

Jodric rubbed his frozen hands together to make a fire with dry twigs and dead leaves that he had picked up earlier, and took out a few round and smooth river stones from his old animal skin belt bag and put them into the fire.

The rising smoke will be blown away by the wind in a matter of moments, so you don't have to worry about revealing your location and being discovered by enemies.

It won't be long before these river stones come in handy when Momotaku brings back delicious prey.

If you're lucky, you might be able to stew a pot of delicious crucian carp soup for Monica and the children who are not yet ready to be named, or a hare stew with mountain mushrooms.

It would be great if we could catch a few birdies on the way back.

Roasting bird's wings is Joderick's specialty, and Monica will love it.

Thinking about it, a sense of exhaustion swept over me.

Joderick decided to slip into the crevices of the rocks and take a nap, as the Imperial fugitives wouldn't have come out in such bad weather anyway.

In recent weeks, sleeping has been a luxury for a soon-to-be dad.

At night, as long as his wife moves at all, he will wake up immediately.

Although Granny Elimi would often move in to help take care of her, she still couldn't let him relax his nerves.

This morning, when it was still dark outside, Granny Elimi knocked on the door.

Inform him that Monica's water has broken.

However, it behaves in the same way as most fathers-to-be. While everyone was busy, Joderick didn't help anything, and ended up like a lost mouse, anxiously holding his head inside and outside the house.

"Jodric, I'd be very grateful if you could stop making these stupid noises!" said Granny Elimi, and her tone softened a little more at the sight of the overturned tables, chairs, benches, and upside-down wooden basins on the floor, "Maybe it would be a good idea for you and Momotaku to go up the hill and get us some food." You see, Monica is battling hard with the baby in her belly, at least until the evening. ”

In this way, a frustrated Joderick is kicked out of the house.

St. Andrew's on top, how much he wanted to hear the first cry of the birth of the child, how much he wanted to stay by his wife's side and share the pain of childbirth.

Luckily, he had Momotaku by his side along the way, otherwise Joderick would have gone crazy with depression.

'Wow!'

'Wow!'

Two chirps rang out in the air, short and high-pitched, with a clear sense of anxiety.

"Momotaku, what the hell scares you so much. Yodric frowned, muttering in a quizzling elven voice. He then rolled over and grabbed a handful of sand and stones to extinguish the bonfire, then quickly crawled behind the rocks on the other side, trying to search for any suspicious signs as far as he could see.

No, they will only be suspicious of each other and attack each other, and it is unlikely that they will organize forces to invade the territory of the tribe. The Imperial Army will not be able to! The Empire has always been ostentatious. If you want to send troops, you can see wolf smoke as early as twenty miles away.

The long wait,

He suddenly realized that the wind that had just been buzzing had stopped, and there was some inexplicable silence around him. There is no good morning bird echoing from afar, there is no lazy moan of scavenging beasts, not even the slightest trace of insect chirp.

At this moment, there was the sound of a huge tree being trampled by something in the distance and slowly falling down, and then another large tree fell to the ground.

From the position of the observation point, it looks like a huge invisible chariot galloping on a horse over a deep and dense ancient forest, crushing a deep rut in the forest. The ground shook up and down as the giant tree broke and fell, and the loose rubble, rock, and unfettered vines and plants behind Joderick rolled down in unison, forming an unstoppable mudslide.

St. Andrew's on it, it's an old tree seven or eight meters thick, and it's not a weed to be trampled on by the roadside.

That 'thing', or maybe that 'thing' must be chasing something!

"Momotaku, where are you? I need your eyes. Joderick leaped out of hiding with a lunge.

As he ran, he took out a handful of mashed 'snake bone grass' and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp before he had time to chew it.

The bitter green juice ran down the throat and into the internal organs, flowing through it like a hundred ants eating bones.

Immediately, the muscles around Jodric's eye sockets swelled and his face turned hideous, and his black pupils gradually faded into a pair of milky white glass balls.

This was followed by a near-fainting tinnitus.

The scenery around them has changed.

The verdant grass retreated rapidly from under his nose, and the lush and intertwined branches and leaves of the ancient trees weaved into small tunnels like a jungle labyrinth, and the sound of 'swish, swish' flashed in his ears.

The line of sight is beyond the shade of greenery, and the focus is on the banks of the stream a few hundred meters ahead.

A group of ragged, beggar-looking sword-wielding travelers scattered in panic. The last traveler was older, and his physical strength was significantly inferior to that of the young men who walked like a few in front of him. A great shadow fell from the sky, and he stopped, his face twisted and turned to look up at the 'monster'.

With a 'bang', a large, irregular stone pillar slammed into the place where the old man had just stood, and flesh splattered like crushed tomatoes. At the same time, another stone pillar of similar appearance landed ten meters in front of it.

It turns out that these two stone pillars are nothing more than the legs of monsters. The hundred-meter-tall ancient tree next to it was as slender as a bamboo pole in front of this monster made of countless rocks. It didn't care about the ants that had just been trampled to death, and continued to walk in the direction of the previous humans.

"Dirk! It's dangerous here, unconnect your soul immediately! If I die, your consciousness won't be able to return to its original form. Momotaku's voice sounded in his head, sounding like a young child just out of nowhere.

"What !?did I see," Jodric said in surprise before he could heed Momotaku's warning, "the Children of the Mountains and Forests have left the Promised Land and gone to the borders of Bridges Forest to kill. Could it be that those foul-smelling Imperial rats are stupid enough to break into the forbidden places deep in the forest?",

Momotaku instigated his wings to soar upwards, gave up chasing the tall stone monsters, and began to fly in the opposite direction, "It's worse than you see, Dirk! Those ancient guardians are killing indiscriminately in the forest, and I'll take you to see the corpses of the creatures below, they are defenseless. ”

Wherever the stone beasts passed, they seemed to have been washed away by a flood, and both the ancient trees and the animal nests hidden in them were trampled to pieces. They didn't spare anything to destroy, and among the flesh lying on the ground were the running silver wolf, the fierce and irascible grinning, the quick-witted six-armed ape, and even the smaller, flying wind sparrow.

"We must stop it and fly back! ”

"It's too late, Dirk. Momotaku replied sadly, "You may be able to stop a pebble from tumbling down, but you can't stop the mountains from collapsing!"

By this time, the sun was already hanging high in the dome. Without the obstruction of dark clouds and strong winds, the goshawk flies higher and higher, and its vision becomes extremely wide.

To the south of Bridge's Forest, near the Trade Avenue, it was once a lush greenery, but now it is an abandoned ghost lumberyard, and the ancient forest seems to have been eaten by something.

Hundreds of gigantic and variously shaped ancient monsters formed an unstoppable army of desolate desolation, marching into the civilized world step by step! The roar of struggle shook the mountains and wilderness, and was bound to destroy everything like ancient decay.