My life is over.

I'm done.

The Snow Elf Archer sat alone in the small dark room of the field hospital, his hands folded on his knees, his head buried in his knees.

The snow elves are originally an extremely arrogant race, and Relta is the best among the snow elves, otherwise he and his sister would not have been given the task of exploring the changes in the world.

Rairta was careful to hold her tail at first, after all, he didn't know anything about the outside world.

But after really coming out and adventuring for a while, Reelta soon found that the current kingdom was not even as developed as the Nesshrel Empire, and the short-lived species were everywhere to dominate, but most of the unlikable elven compatriots had evacuated the continent.

Although he didn't say it, Rairta still longed for a rich life in the outside world, and he had no intention of going back, and if he could, he even hoped that his people could be moved out of the ice wilderness.

He's fed up with that harsh environment, and his people should be the same.

But now, his dreams are shattered, his life is over, defeated by a lump of cinders, trampled on the head by boots under the gaze of a thousand people, and Reerta's pride has been shattered.

He thought about suicide.

Someone came from behind and told him a lot of things, and he stopped thinking about suicide for the time being.

And now, when the night had come, a voice came to his ears, so sweet, so heartwarming, that it crept into Reerta's mind like a whisper caressing her newlywed love.

"Reerta, Reelta, I've been following you, dear."

"Who are you?" Raylta felt a burst of dizziness, the snow elf brother found that he couldn't block the other party's sweet voice, the peerless beauty-like laughter laughed strangely and twisted, and the wind blew his rich lustful breath into his ears: "I've been watching you, dear, I've witnessed your failure~"

"So, you're here to see my jokes?!" Reelta raged uncontrollably.

"Oh, stupid mortal, a man has to go through many, many failures in his life, many, many times." The sweet voice continued: "A failure is not the end, failure is a wonderful experience, a mixture of pain and pleasure, the sweetness of revenge and the downfall of failure, if you have not experienced it, it is not a complete life." ”

"A complete life?" Reerta froze, he clasped his arms around himself, and suddenly felt that he had not been abandoned by the world.

There are gods who are still paying attention to themselves, and there are gods who are willing to talk to themselves as losers!

It was this moment of relaxation, and the aphrodisiac pink breath poured into the snow elf's body from the hole in his heart's defense, and the rich and greasy fragrance hit Reerta's nose, he felt dizzy, and his legs were almost unconscious.

An extremely intense pleasure instantly overwhelmed his senses.

Ecstasy, like madness!

"Yes, yes, Relta, embrace my will and bow down to me, and welcome a new beginning!"

"The ultimate moment of joy is coming!"

"Remember my name."

"God of Pleasure, Prince of Darkness, Shalik!"

"God of Pleasure, Prince of Darkness, Shalik!" Relta chanted the name of the new god in a daze, his sanity overwhelmed by desire.

"God of Pleasure, Prince of Darkness, Shalik!" A whole new world opened up in front of the snow elves, and he found that every time he recited the name of the new god, he could experience the ultimate joyful experience.

"Shalishi Shalishi Shalishi Shalishi......" Reerta began to chant the names of the gods he believed in, and the snow elves gradually fell into ecstasy, it was a supreme feast that he had experienced!

The shame of defeat is over.

Isn't failure also a fun experience?

Outside the door, Aaron, the Child of Chaos, smiled with satisfaction, and he lowered his hand that was casting spells, leaving time and space for Relta to enjoy alone.

He saved the fate of an elf, and he was such a kind man.

Samir's teachings he took to heart.

"Do a good deed every day!"

…………

A few days later, Evening Star Town, the camp of the Liberation Army.

Miss Charlotte, the Warlock, finally arrived here, and announced that she would join the Restoration Army before the deadline.

However, before she had time to settle down with Aaron, she received the news that her brother had formed a small team and was going to go to the Temple of Our Lady of Silver in the forest on the outskirts of Arabel in advance and act alone.

"No! Don't go! Charlotte was coquettish, and the eldest lady was very angry and grabbed Aaron's arm with her hand: "You have to go, my sister will go with you, otherwise I won't give my brother to go!" ”

"Sister! Don't be willful! Aaron shook his head and pushed Charlotte away.

The eldest lady was so angry that she clasped her hands on her chest and twisted her head, indicating that her sister was angry and her sister was in a small mood.

Not far away, Miss Reverend had a gloating smile on her face, and she looked at the eldest lady's frustrated look, thinking to herself that I was one step ahead of you after all!

Aaron's first kiss was mine, Aaron's first stigmata was given to me, Aaron's first time was also mine, and now, he also chooses to be with me on his adventure.

Pink-haired big fox, you lost too much to me after all~

Eleanor triumphantly pressed her little hand to her lower abdomen, where the warmth from Aaron was always there.

Thinking of this, Eleanor was a little embarrassed: in the past few days, her bottom line has been broken by Aaron again, and she clearly said that she would only allow it once, but Aaron asked her five times at every turn with "I have been a long time at a time"!

This soul!

"Obedient, sister, for you now, the wizard with the army is the most suitable." Aaron eventually refused Charlotte's request to join the army and let her join the army.

Charlotte is now a mid-level master warlock, and the eldest lady has mastered many large counter-military magics, and her best place to stay is the mage regiment in the army.

And the reason why Aaron had to take Eleanor with him was that she, as the priest of Suren, had to have her to activate the temple of Suren.

Therefore, the members of the four-person team who went to the Suren Temple this time to activate Suren's divine power were:

Viscount Salian, Aaron, Chaos God Venerable Warlock.

Officially a purple dragon knight, a thorn raider, and a second-senior disma with a forest who is good at terrain.

Aaron's cousin, Maximian, a warrior monk of the Sword Saint Sect.

Moon Baser, Eleanor Dinefur, priest of Our Lady of Silver.

Once the plan was agreed, they began to prepare for departure.

In addition to the Silver Madonna team, there are several other teams that are also ready to go, for example, the Lucky Lady Temple team is led by Samir, and the sorcerers are about five or six people, smiling and arranging tasks.

Aaron noticed that Jahira and Khalid were both in the team, and this team was the least difficult, because the nature gods didn't like to build temples in cities, so it was relatively easy to activate the powers of Sivannas, the father of oaks, and Mericay, the goddess of the forest.

The detachment of the righteous trio is different.

The temples of Tyr, Thom, and Inmat, located in the heart of the city of Arabel, are most likely the place where the largest number of orcs gather.

So, while everyone was preparing to go, the priests and paladins of the Trio of Justice gathered and they were writing letters.

A small square tin box containing the meager personal possessions and letters of these righteous triad believers, many of whom were seizing their last moments to leave something for their families and friends, everyone was ready to sacrifice, knowing that many of them would never return, but they had no regrets.

Some of the paladins were even laughing, betting that they could take out a few orcs.

And for the preparation of these righteous trigod believers, some people give the utmost respect, and it is not nonsense that the holy warriors are known as the pillars of the world.

Others believe that the holy warriors and priests are indeed not afraid of death - that their souls will return to the Temple of Justice on Heavenly Mountain, which is their duty, and they will be duly rewarded, so there is no need for special treatment, this is a job.

Some people responded with sarcasm, thinking that it was just right that these people were dead and would not come to us for credit.

No matter what you think, the believers of the Three Gods of Justice do not respond to the whispers of the outside world, and they even have a tacit understanding.

Paladins are preferred, Purple Dragon Knight is preferred, veterans are preferred, non-only children are preferred, and those with children are preferred.

In the end, they selected eighty people.

Raul, Countess of Arabell, was present in person, and she toasted each of the warriors, telling them that she would always be grateful for their contributions.

"Let's go!"

In the crowd, Robert and Varro and the mysterious Lady Misty Tanshul stared at the backs of Aaron and the others.

"Let's go, let's follow."

In the eyes of Robert and Varrow, Misty Tanshul is a mysterious lady with a mask in an oversized padded jacket, and her mouth is slightly open, which makes Robert and Varro unconsciously agree with her decision.

The three of them followed stealthily.

…………

A few days later, in late February, the valley calendar fell, on the outskirts of Arabel, the outskirts of the city.

Under the cover of friendly forces, Aaron and the others bypassed the outposts of the orcs and gradually approached the city of Arabel, the former pearl of northern Cormier.

Arabel City had its glory days, the city was built on the forested plains of the southern part of the eastern mountain range of Cape Storm, the city was once an ornate granite fortress that concealed Cormier's Northern Legion, and the Cormirs stationed here often shot deadly arrows and magic from the city's watchtowers and towers, including the city blocks, which have experienced many street battles in the long history of the Purple Dragon Kingdom.

At the heart of the city is the castle where Millman Lauer, Countess of Arabell, once lived, and when she was the commander of the Arabell's guard, Millman Lauer overlooked the city while Asan IV was still alive, maintaining her control over the northern region, and beyond the castle was a large part of the city, where the lucky lady Tymorrah was lucky enough to visit.

The area was once a bustling fortress city, inhabited by the Arabel nobility, who oversaw the city along with the officer class of the Guards and the priests of the Temple.

But now that Arabel had lost its former glory, the city had fallen into decay at a visible rate after the orcs had taken over, and the elegant and playful countryside, once a hunting ground for the nobility, had become an unruly wilderness, revealing the yellow earth, and the farmland outside the city had been abandoned on a large scale, leaving only a few orc tents glare stuck on the ground.

As a destructive race from the extraterrestrials, the orcs are the representatives of natural disasters that do not produce anything, for them, one new world after another is just a hunting ground for them as hunters, and they never carry out production activities, because for the orcs this is the only thing that the inferior races and inferior races have to do, they are only responsible for killing, plundering and reproducing.

"The greatness of the orcs lies in constantly expanding their territory, increasing their power, and enjoying delicious food and beautiful girls."

- The Orc God-King "One-Eyed" Guush

"Bring the killing to the elves and bring the ears back to the caves!"

— The Orc Elector "The Eye of Guush"

Orcs are a kind of nomadic people who like to move, they tend to settle somewhere for a short time between raiding and killing, and in the process of their settlement, due to their nature is too lazy, stupid, and easy to kill, and their reproductive ability is extremely strong, the orcs cannot support themselves by farming, they will first eat all the food they plunder, then hunt all the animals they can hunt, then start eating their own slaves, then cannibalism, and finally leave the place to find a new "good nest".

The race is plundering natural resources and nearby areas like maggots, slowly encroaching on forests, grasslands, and fields, and eventually turning them into a desert, completely destroying the ecological environment here.

So there have been many powerful orc kingdoms in history, and they have all swept away nearby mortal strongholds, plundered food, set houses on fire, captured slaves, and established orc rule on the ruins.

But in the end, they will all be attacked by the masses and perished because of the infighting caused by the depletion of their own resources and the atrocities that constantly provoke the wars around them.

For example, the once prosperous orc kingdom was sanctioned by the Nesshrel Empire, and as the head of the Nesshriel Council of High Arcanists, the Grand Arcanist Yin Olem personally led the war against the orcs, and since then the orcs have been in a state of collapse and it has taken many years to recover.

The four-person team walked in the field during the winter and spring communication time, as an advanced class of rangers, Disma, who has a forest and is good at terrain, scouted in front, and Aaron and others followed.

The icy air made Eleanor wrap her burqa tightly, and the distant sky was shrouded in gray clouds, and Aaron and the others were armed with weapons, ready to go to see the ruins of the Temple of Our Lady of Silver on the outskirts of the city.

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The road was littered with traces left by orcs—human bones, ugly makeshift shrines, leftover prey remains, burnt fires, clumps of foul-smelling droppings.

In just a few months, the former nobles' hunting resort had been ravaged by the orcs like dogs, and no animals had been seen along the way.

Everyone knew that this was the beginning of the big war, so they didn't say much, the three moon gems were on Aaron's body, and the brand-new white dragon dragon leather armor gave Aaron quite confidence.

Aaron knows that his current strength is very embarrassing, as a professional at the peak of the elite level, he can also transform into a secret keeper, Aaron has gotten rid of the status of the weak, but there is still a long way to go from the strong.

That's why he planned to form a team and go out on a mission alone.

The strong are suitable to lead an army alone and use their devastating power to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Low-level professionals are better suited to enter the infantry phalanx to meet the enemy, covering each other to maximize their strength and protect themselves.

Only Aaron is like this, and he is embarrassed to go up or down.

Normally, as a warlock, he can join the army mage regiment or join the cavalry as a knight.

But that's not what he wants.

Since you have chosen to participate in the war, you have to come to a big one! Otherwise, how can you convince everyone that they are worthy of a piece of territory?

Aaron thought about his plan, in his opinion, four people are the most suitable configuration, more inconvenient to sneak into, less combat power is slightly insufficient.

All he has to do is activate Su Lun Mama's divine power, and there shouldn't be any accidents...... Right?

"Shh While he was still thinking, his cousin Maximian had already grabbed his arm: "Aaron, Eleanor, be careful! ”

The three of them hid behind a large tree, and along the snowy treetops, in the distance, a falcon spread its wings and swept over the nearby area.

"Clip you, clip you, clip you!" The falcon may be a magical creature, it can actually speak, but its IQ is obviously not high, and it just keeps repeating the phrase "pinch you" and patrolling the neighborhood.

It's very different from the goblin dragon Pani, who has a lot of language and expression.

By the way, the fairy dragon Pani is naturally reluctant to participate in the war, and it says you guys go, I'll cheer you on in town.

"It's an orc warhawk!"

Maximian recognized the creature: "There's an orc patrol nearby!" ”

Aaron, what to do?

Eleanor asked Aaron with the look in her eyes.

Aaron's fingertips spewed out a spark of magic.

"Crush them, of course!"