Since the Golden Age, humans have succeeded orcs and elves as the victors of the Alliance Wars and occupied the richest eastern continent.

At the beginning of the era, the concept of the state did not exist among human beings, but lived in the form of regions on the eastern continent, perhaps because of the longing for the strong, and the weak depended on the strong to establish a state, which was the evolution of the human world in the following centuries.

At that time, the orcs had been driven to the far west, the elves were in the midst of civil strife between the high elves and the lower elves, the dwarves and barbarians were fighting with the giants of the north for the ownership of the northern continent, and when these high-intelligent races were unable to escape for some kind of time, the concept of the state was finally born among the human race.

At that time, in modern times, the country was only the size of the region, so it is conceivable how many countries have been established by mankind.

Although they are also in the camp of human beings, the civilizations that make up the nations, as well as those they worship and worship, are very different, some countries worship force, some countries believe in gods, and some countries worship the strongest of the human beings through the ages, just like barbarians and orcs.

Among these many countries, there was once a glorious civilization, and that was [Therland]!

Perhaps the name of this ancient country can only appear in the history of ancient magic or the history of ancient civilizations, but at that time, when King Sassen had not yet appeared, and when the empire had not yet appeared, Thrand was one of the richest countries in the human world, and had the reputation of "the land blessed by the gods".

For a hundred years, there has never been a war, all the inhabitants have been so harmonious and kind, and there have been no natural disasters, storms, lightning and thunder that you will never see in this land. Every day, the sun shining on the face is so warm, and every day, the breeze blowing on the face is so soft.

A day or two, a month or two may not be enough to prove this miracle, but there have been no natural disasters or wars for more than a hundred years, which is enough to prove that the rumors of Thrander, the [blessed land of the gods], are not groundless.

In order to repay the gods for their attention, the Thranders once built an altar dedicated to the gods on this land, and on each of the huge stone pillars of the altar, a goddess was carefully carved:

Tarot, the goddess of spring, who makes plants sprout, Oxo, the goddess of summer, who makes plants grow, Calpo, the goddess of winter, who makes plants bear fruit, Og, the goddess of dawn, Anatole, the goddess of noon, Mosembrea, Hesperius, the goddess of dusk, Dehis, the goddess of sunset, Alctos, the goddess of justice, and Erene, the goddess of peace, and so on...... The altar, which took decades to complete, was once a sacred place for the Thranders, and every goddess on the pillar was so lifelike that it was almost a miracle beyond the technology of the time, and the Thrand people used this altar to express their respect and gratitude to the gods.

But, just as day would eventually be replaced by night, no one would have imagined that the glorious city of Thrand would be in ruins in just three days, and that the people of Thrand, who had always been kind and kind, would turn against their own people.

During the three dark days, when the travelers of other nations passed through Thrand again, they could hardly imagine the ruins, the vast dead forests, the stinking rivers, and the corpses that fell everywhere on the land...... Is this still the god-blessed Thrand?

But whether they believe it or not, it is an indisputable fact that the glorious Thrand was defeated in just three days.

From then on, in the songs of bards everywhere, the blessed land of Thrand was finally replaced by a cursed by the gods, even hundreds of years later.

No one would have thought that the glorious Thrand hundreds of years ago was now just one of the regions under the Empire, and what was even more embarrassing was that perhaps this land was really cursed, or perhaps they did not want to live in this cursed place, and most of the Thrand people had moved to other places.

Even if it is only one or two hundred miles away from one of the most prosperous cities in the empire, the imperial city of Sassen, but now Thrand can really be called the [Empire's Commons], as long as there is some wealth, they will not choose to stay here, even if they are merchants, they are not willing to invest in this land, although it is not very far from the imperial city of Sassen, but it may really be abandoned...... This Godforsaken Land!

The people who still live here are almost all pure-blooded Thranders, who are one of the important sources of soldiers for the Emperor's [***] team, but in terms of treatment, they are not at all comparable to the Artaks, at best they exist as cannon fodder.

This may be the reason for the prejudice, because of the poverty of Thrander, the Empire did not spend a lot of effort on the land to build it, let alone build, even the most basic defense force is in a state of shortage, I don't think anyone will want to go to an area that lacks food as Artak.

It is precisely because of this that the security of Thrand is very poor, and the people who live in this kind of place, except for the pure-blooded Thrand people, only the wanted villains will choose here, and they are dissatisfied with the Empire, and Thrand is also one of the more serious areas where rebellions have broken out. I won't mention it here for now.

Food and security are the most serious problems that the people of Thrand are facing right now!

Although it was under the rule of the Empire, the Empire barely sent supplies to the Thrands except in October, when the army was recruited every year, and for hundreds of years, the Thranders rebelled many times, but they were eventually suppressed, after all, the tough surname could not be used as a weapon to kill the enemy.

In the final analysis, Thrand is not Artak, the Thrand people lack heroes who can lead the battle, the empire saw this, so it did not completely annihilate Thrand's rebel party, after all, the same human beings, the empire is not willing to do such a cruel thing, of course, the most important point, that is still interests, you must know that the poor Thrand people, but one of the important sources of soldiers in the empire over the ages!

Anger and hatred may only be suppressed temporarily, but eventually, when anger can no longer be contained, when hatred cannot be extinguished, then the volcano called Thrand bursts into the most intense flames...... And no one could have imagined that the culprit of all this was not the god sung by the bard, but a non-striking old man beside Argus Bart Cranfield, or more precisely, a demon named Hanpa, who was for some reason sealed in a small gold bottle and buried deep in the ground...... Of course, the demons mentioned here are not the demons that inhabit the [Yan River] or the [Abyss], because they are just the collective name of human beings for evil dark creatures.

In the evolution of human civilization for nearly a thousand years, there have been a lot of demons like Hanpa, some of them appear as righteous and protect the human beings of a place, or they appear as evil and take pleasure in killing and destroying, in short, most of the time such demons only act according to personal preferences, for such demons, ancient alchemists have called them [Demon Gods]!

There is no distinction between justice and evil, and there is no such thing as pure goodness and cruelty, and there is no demon god who only acts according to his personal subjective preferences!

As for the origin of the demon gods, the former alchemists did not get a clear answer, only knew that they were not the demons who lived in the subspace as the legends, but lived in the same space as humans, or there were legends, these demon gods were originally turned into by humans with powerful resentments after death, and the form of life that constituted them was somewhat similar to [Heroic Spirit], but there are also legends that the demon gods may have appeared in the long history, a special high-intelligence life race, or even from a civilization that is older than humans.

It is worth mentioning that perhaps due to some special world law, these demon gods have some kind of inexplicable connection with the [Dark Realm] and the [Death Realm], and it is almost impossible for them to be killed, they can only be sealed.

The Demon God is very powerful, and they all have certain special abilities, maybe some individual Demon Gods themselves do not have great strength, but he can use his innate special abilities to produce unimaginable destructive power, just like the Hampa who led Thrand to his demise.

According to the literature of the past dynasties, there are not many demon gods, almost only a few dozen, and there is no shortage of human magicians who have found huge stone tablets engraved with these demon gods from ancient ruins, and magicians have also found that there is a fixed ranking among these demon gods, of course, the order of ranking is not directly related to the power possessed by the demon gods.

The wind of Thrand, as always, stenched, perhaps from the nearby river, or from the blood-stained land beneath Argus...... But Argus didn't care very much, he received a new servant, and now he was in a very good mood, which can be understood by the smile on his face, it is hard to imagine that he with such a sunny smile was considered the most threatening man by Father Andrew, one of the twelve cardinal archbishops of the Holy See.

"Master," although he had just recognized the man in front of him as his master, Hanpa seemed to have been called for decades, without the slightest embarrassment or discomfort, "Doesn't the master have something important to do? Why do we still want to stay here?"

"Wait for someone!" Ards said with a smile as he brushed his messy hair, "besides you, we have a 'companion'......"

"Companion?" Although it was the same question, the tone of Simonley and Hanpa's tone was obviously different, different from Hanpa's blankness, Simonli said in a loud voice, "Master, are those bones and scum?"

"Hehe," Argus said with a slight shake of his finger and a smile, "that's a future companion, Bone Slag...... Oh, it's quite appropriate, but it's a bit rude......"

"Hmph, what's that, it's just a 'temporary companion'!" said Simonley with a sneer.

"That's what I said," Nodding his head as if in agreement, Argus narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Even if it's a temporary companion, it's a companion......"

"The master is right," although he did not understand who Argus and Simmonley were talking about, but Hanpal still flattered him, "those who have the same purpose are all companions, and they are all ......objects that can be exploited," he said, and he glanced at Argus secretly, and saw that his new master's eyes did not appear to be wrong in the slightest, so he boldly said, "Even if it is temporary...... Hehe, that's going to have to wait until the other party has no use value......"

"That's a good point!" Argus nodded approvingly, then said to Simonley, "you have to be careful about this, don't anger our allies for a small thing, and do a big thing!"

Simonley's heavy horned helmet glared at Hanpa, and after glaring at the other party and lowering his head, he said in a low tone, "Yes, master, I will pay attention to it later!"

"Very well!" Argus snapped his fingers seemingly happily, then looked into the distance with a slight look in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Look, our temporary companion is here......"

"Huh?" With the clatter of armor, Simonley turned around and saw a man in a gray robe walking towards the place in the desolate land in the distance.

It was almost two miles away, but the man walked for half an hour, maybe he could only walk at this speed, maybe he could ...... It is a contempt for Argus, a future, temporary ally.

"That guy is our future companion, does he look weak!" Hanpa frowned suspiciously, which made his eyes even smaller, and looked indescribably ridiculous.

"Hello!" it took half an hour for the gray-robed mystery to come up to Argus, and he didn't show any courtesy, he just said hello coldly.

Perhaps trying to please his new master, Hampa walked up to Argus before he could speak, paused his cane in anger, and whispered in a threatening tone, "Do you know who you're talking to......?

However, just as the crutch was about to touch the man's chest, a burst of purple light suddenly appeared in the man's chest, and then, a miserable white skeletal arm stretched out from the purple light, and grabbed the crutch, and then, a deep voice came out of the cloak, "If this is your choice, then I have to turn you into a skeleton first......"

"You!" Truth be told, Hampa didn't have much strength on his own, and no matter how hard he tried to pull the cane, the skeletal arm never moved.

"Well, there's no need for such a boring farce!" Argus smiled faintly, and with just a wave of his hand, a black light flashed between the two, and then, whether it was the crutch or the skeletal arm, they disappeared in an instant.

"......" glanced at Argus, and the mysterious man frowned.

Argus didn't mind the other party's coldness, and after gesturing to the embarrassed Hampa to stand down, he bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile, "I'm grateful that I've come from afar to help me......"

"No need, I'm just taking orders to help you!" interrupting Argus, the gray-robed man said coldly, "You can call me Poole, and for some time to come, I'll be ordered to help you, and one thing to remember is that I'm not your subordinate...... Also, let the big guy who drew his sword against me take it back!"

"Of course, of course," said Argus with a smile as he waved Simonley back a few steps, "and for the sake of better cooperation in the future, I'll first introduce myself, Argus, ......."

"I know you," interrupted Argus again, and the mysterious mage Poole whispered, "Argus, Bart, Cranfield!

"Oops," anyone who is interrupted again and again will be dissatisfied, and Argus is the same, after smiling lightly and shaking his head, he stroked the messy hair in front of his forehead, suddenly sank his face, and said in a threatening tone, "Of course I know that I am only your temporary ally, so...... For the sake of your life, don't provoke me too much, believe me, I'm not a good-natured person......" As he spoke, a large area of deep darkness suddenly appeared under Argus's feet, pure darkness was like a bottomless abyss, and the tumbling breath showed Poole all the time that this energy was powerful and dangerous.

For a moment, in the daytime when the sun was hanging, the sheer darkness absorbed almost all the light, making the area occupied by Argus seem like night, which is unimaginable.

"What a powerful, exciting dark force!" said Hanpa with a hint of joy and flattery.

Indeed, it was indeed an extremely powerful dark force, as if it had overwhelmed the surname, and in the face of this powerful darkness, Poole could feel how small his power was.

"Your power is truly terrifying, Argus!"

"Heh," it was only a few seconds before Argus withdrew the suffocating dark power, and then stretched out his hand to Poole, smiled, and said, "Of course, if you get along for a long time, you may find that I may be a better person to get along with!"

Poole frowned and looked at Argus as he stretched out his hand, hesitated, and finally shook it, subconsciously telling him: If you really provoke the man in front of you, it may be a very terrible and unwise thing!

"Very good!" Withdrawing his hand with satisfaction, Argus pointed at Simonley and Hampal, and said casually, "Welcome to join us for the time being, these two are my companions, Clarke, Gurley, introduce our new companions!"

"Yes!" Simonley whispered, nodding at his large, terrifying horned helmet, without any expression, "Clark, Simonley!"

"Hmm?" Poole's face was visibly puzzled and incredulous, and after a few more glances at Simonley, he muttered, "Simonley's name...... I seem to have heard of ...... somewhere," he said, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said incredulously, "Demon God, you are one of the ancient sealed demon gods, the commander of the ghost army, the mighty Dark Knight Simonli?!"

"You know a lot," said Hanpa, smirking in his uncomfortable husky voice, before Simonley could speak, "You're a good man, Human, I'm Gree, Hanpa......"

"Hampa......" Poole said disdainfully, glancing at Hampa with disgust, "you?"

Hanpa, the terrible guy who destroyed the magical kingdom of Thrand, is also a member of the Demon God like the Simonley just now, but this guy ...... If you want to kill him, I'm afraid you don't need to make a lot of effort, right?...... this kind of guy "What kind of attitude do you have? Look down on Uncle Ben?" In Simonley's sneer with disdain, smugness, and mockery, Hanpa was a little annoyed.

But Poole didn't look like a clown-like figure, but turned to Argus and said, "The organization has approved your plan, Argus, at this stage, you are in line with our purpose, so the organization sent me to help you, of course, there is no lack of surveillance...... If anything happens to me, you'll be our eternal enemy!"

"Hahaha," Argus smiled, then shook his finger and said, "I like honest people, don't worry, I won't do anything to my companions, including you as a temporary companion...... You can spy on me whenever you want, and I'm sure that if you know me well enough, I think you'll find that I'll be your best ally...... I need your strength, and I have the qualifications to be your equal......"

Poole subconsciously glanced at the silent Simonley, nodded and said, "If you still have a few such 'companions', you are indeed qualified to be our ally......" Just looking at the attitude of the legendary warrior and dark knight Simonley towards the man in front of him, Poole understood that if he hadn't subdued the other party with great strength, how could the legendary demon god treat that man with his own identity?

The sixty-sixth Demon God, the commander of countless undead armies in Dark History, the powerful warrior and dark knight Clark Simonli!

And...... That guy named Hanpa, if he is really also a legendary demon god, then this ridiculous guy is still ranked above Simonli...... Thirty-eighth, Gree Hanpa!

"What are you going to do, Argus?" Although a little frightened by the other party's reputation, Poole still asked very carefully, like most people in the organization, he didn't have much affection for this man named Argus, he had an inexplicable feeling that this man ...... Not to be trusted!

"Just as you wish," Argus whispered with a normal smile, "destroy the Empire!"

"That's why I ask you, you don't ridiculously think that we can destroy the empire with our strength alone, do you?

"Hehe," Argus said with a slight smile and a shake of his finger, "You're wrong, I didn't think about making a move, just leave it to him......" he said, gesturing at Hampa.

"Hmm?" Poole was a little unsure So, even if he was a demon god ranked thirty-eight in dark history, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the power to subvert the empire, right? Moreover, that guy didn't have much strength at all...... Poole's contempt annoyed Hanpa, who was eager to please his new master, when a voice suddenly came from a distance...... "Brother, there seem to be a few people standing there......

"Really, great, let's go beg for some food from them......"

"But brother, will they give it to us?"

"Hmm...... If it doesn't work, my brother will go to the nearby river and see if he can catch a fish......

"Isn't there no fish in the rivers here......

In the eyes of the Argus people, there were two tattered and dirty children walking in the distance, the older ones were only about eleven or twelve years old, but as an older brother, he carefully protected the younger brother behind him, and with a little fear, hesitated to approach Argus and them.

"Guy, what two cute little guys," looking at the two tattered children who came from a distance, Hanpa smiled evilly, and walked over with a smile on his face, "Hungry, little ones......"

"Hmm!" It seemed that the image of the old man Hanpa had gained the trust of the children, and the elder brother of the two children nodded vigorously, lowered his head and whispered, "Grandpa, can you give us a little food......?"

"Of course, of ......course," Hanpa squatted down and stroked the older boy's head, with a bit of fake kindness that made Poole feel sick, "It's hard, living here, and taking care of your brother......"

"Yes," the older boy nodded, then puffed out his chest and said, "But it's nothing, I'm my brother, I'll take care of him!"

"What a good brother, ...... Jie Ji" Han Pa smiled evilly, and suddenly, a trace of inexplicable purple light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, the expressions of the two children suddenly became sluggish.

"Hmm, what does he want to do?" Poole asked, confused, not thinking that the guy had come up with good intentions.

Sure enough, Poole only saw Hanpa crouch down and say a few words to the two children, and then the unthinkable happened, the elder brother, who seemed to love his younger brother very much, actually reached out and grabbed his younger brother's throat, and at the same time, the younger brother, who seemed to be very weak, actually grabbed his brother's throat frantically...... "Yes! Kill him, kill him, only by killing each other, you can survive...... Boom!"

"This ......" looked at the two brothers who had been getting along very well just now, as if they had turned against each other, and regarded each other as mortal enemies, Poole felt a chill behind him, and when he looked at Hanpa again, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Legend has it that the glorious Thrand was destroyed in just three days, and hundreds of thousands of good Thrand people killed each other frantically for no apparent reason...... It's true?!

Everyone present didn't make a move, just looked at the two little guys killing each other.

"Boom!" In the midst of Hanpa's exaggerated laughter, two young corpses lay on the ground, and from the beginning to the end, Hanpa was just laughing wildly.

"Disgusting fellow!" Simonley snorted faintly.

"......" glanced at the two young corpses, Argus had no expression on his face, he only glanced up at the sky, and muttered a word in a voice that he could only hear, with some self-deprecation and indifference.

"Sad times...... Since the world has chosen darkness, then ...... I will return with deeper darkness!"

(To be continued)