"A saint once said: Those who hold a salary for civilization should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow."

"But as a salary-bearer, I was willing to freeze to death in the wind and snow early, because the word civilization is too heavy."

"I can't carry it, and I don't want to carry it."

"I'd rather be a fool who can't see the sky, the earth, or sentient beings, and live a life in a state of confusion."

"But I am a sober person, and I have witnessed my civilization slipping into the abyss, and the top leaders are drunk and dreaming of death, forgetting their duties, and only fighting for power and profit, and not seeking government in their positions, while the bottom is in a greenhouse called peace, slowly turning into flowers in the greenhouse, and the wind will blow it."

"I have no choice, I can only hold the flame called civilization, step by step in the wind and snow, looking for an opportunity to turn the flame of civilization into a monstrous flame again."

On the dim frosty earth, a twenty-five-year-old young man in a tattered white robe, a pair of sneakers, and a pair of glasses on his eyes kept staggering towards the front while coughing desperately and stepping on the heavy snow on the sky.

He was crumbling in his cough, and his eyes flashed with a look of hope that supported him to keep moving forward.

The mighty war horn resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and the horns belonging to the two giant forces were constantly sounded on this frosty land.

The deafening sound of fighting was heard from the distant mountains to the ears of the young people.

More than 140,000 minotaurs and 200,000 human armies fought desperately in the ice and snow.

Under the heavy snow of goose feathers, blood has stained large areas of snow red.

Listening to the sound of the battle approaching in the distance, the crumbling Brunester instantly became vigilant, hurriedly lay down in the snow, covered his body with his white robe, and hid himself in the snow.

"Brothers, you must not let that group of military merits come and kill me."

In the snowy forest where the two of them embraced, the minotaur hero looked at the more than 300 human soldiers who were fleeing in embarrassment a hundred meters in front of him, and a pair of bull eyes were full of desire, and he desperately yelled at the more than 200 minotaur soldiers behind him.

While roaring, he also quickly carried his double-sided axe and rushed forward quickly.

The double-sided axe kept swinging, and the slow-running human soldiers were hacked to death one by one.

The soldiers in front listened to the screams behind them, and their speed couldn't help but become faster.

Halfway up the mountainside, Brunester quietly raised his head, looking at the defeated human soldiers who were killed by a group of minotaurs below, and his heart was full of solemnity.

I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart: "Are the human beings in this world so miserable?" He was chased and killed by a group of minotaurs. ”

"Also, how could there be a situation where a group of minotaurs is better equipped than us humans."

"Isn't this scientific, aren't the Minotaurs all barbarian tribes?"

Looking at the circle below a circle of minotaurs wearing pitch-black fish-scale armor, holding all kinds of maces, axes, hammers, machetes, and a series of heavy weapons, as well as a tattered leather armor, and the weapons in their hands are only small short swords and spears, so simple that they could not be more rudimentary.

Brunester was a little speechless in his heart, and he had no hope for his next trip.

He was not from this world, he came from the distant Alcas Universe, a universe completely occupied by their humans.

And the reason why he is here is because their universe is on the verge of destruction under the overexploitation and various manipulations of their human beings.

As a last resort, in order to find a way to save his mother universe and their human race, he came to wander outside the world after accepting the investment of one hundred drops of the Great Universe World Origin from the mother universe.

He came to this world after employing a Void Dragon with the World Origin.

As for the purpose of his coming here, it was to find the knowledge that could save them from the universe.

However, looking at the scene below, his mission this time is likely to be extremely difficult.

"Kill!"

The double-sided big axe slashed down fiercely, and the mighty energy gathered on the big axe, and with his slash, an energy blade about four meters wide burst out in an instant.

White light flashed, and a dozen human soldiers in front of them were cut into a pile of pieces in an instant.

"Scatter and escape, scatter and escape, and you can run one by one."

Seeing the minotaur hero on the opposite side, he killed more than a dozen companions with a single axe, and a large group of human soldiers in front of him were frightened, desperately squeezing out the last trace of potential in their bodies, and began to scatter in all directions.

A dozen or so human soldiers happened to be running towards the halfway point of the mountain where Brunester was.

"Chase quickly, it's all military merits, it's all fiefdoms, and you can't let any of them go."

"Chase me, chase me!"

Seeing that he had chopped a large number of human soldiers that had been in a lump with an axe, he scattered and flew in all directions.

The minotaur hero was instantly anxious, eager to give himself a few slaps, and yelled at the minotaur warriors around him.

Looking at the dozen or so human soldiers running towards him below, as well as the seven or eight extremely strong Minotaur soldiers behind them, Brunester almost scolded.

"I'm a mother-in-law, with my small body, a minotaur can beat me a hundred times and lead them to me, doesn't it push me into the kingdom of death?"

"No, you have to run."

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Bruleda scolded a few words, hurriedly got up, desperately endured the discomfort in his lungs, and limped back.

The Terran 10 captains ran to the front out of breath, listening to the angry cow cries in the rear, and they couldn't wait to chop the original Terran 100,000 captains into a pile of pieces.

Knowing that it was snowing heavily, he meowed into the snow, and said that they humans were not comfortable, and the dark race on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, and their sudden attack would definitely be able to catch the dark race on the opposite side by surprise and gain countless battles.

As a result, they have been defeated so far.

The preparation of the dark race on the opposite side is too sufficient, not only a fish scale armor in each person's hand, but also a lot of various heavy weapons.

And they, the cannon fodder, for very cheap reasons, were only issued with a set of rotten leather armor, plus some simple small short swords and spears.

The equipment is not as good as the other party, and it depends on the number of people to be overwhelming, so that you can have a tie with the other party.

However, due to the heavy snowfall, it was difficult for them to line up in a formation as strong as a city wall, and the battle with each other face-to-face inevitably fell to the upper hand.

Coupled with the fact that their labor expedition consumed most of their physical strength, the defeat was predictable.

The Terran ten-captain who was running vigorously wiped his sweat profusely when he suddenly saw a strange person popping out of the snow not far in front of him.

How strange is it?

First of all, the tattered white robe that the other party was wearing, even if it was already tattered, but with his experience, he knew at a glance that it was good material, and he couldn't afford to wear it if he wasn't a nobleman.

And the other party's eyes also have lenses made of crystal, which looks very nondescript.

The other party's shoes were also very strange, and with his experience, he couldn't tell what material they were made of.

Under the influence of a lot of strange factors, the other party actually limped forward again, running in at the same time, and coughed from time to time.

It looks like he's going to fall down at any moment and cough himself up to death.

In the ice and snow, can it not be strange to meet such a person?

He said with some doubts: "This is the little cub who ran from somewhere, it looks like a bit of identity, but this body is too weak, and the weakest soldier under my command is four or five times stronger than him."

"I really don't know how I survived in this ice and snow."

"It doesn't matter, it's a little life."

"The group of minotaur lunatics on the other side is so crazy, they eat the same amount of food, and they don't want to die when they fight."

The Captain of Ten continued to run, quickly observing the terrain around him as he ran, looking for the best escape route.

Within minutes, he was already approaching Bruneicide.

Looking at the strange person with a scroll in front of him, coughing constantly, even if he is about to run out of breath, he is still running forward.

He really didn't know what the other party was insisting on, with the other party's body, even if he wasn't killed by the Minotaur today, he wouldn't be able to live for a few days in this ice and snow.

Rather than suffer alive, it is better to sit down obediently and be cut down by the group of minotaurs, at least a little more happy.

The kind-hearted ten-captain said in a consoling tone: "Little baby, don't run, you won't be able to run again, those minotaurs have the endurance of oxen, even if you are twice as strong, you can't outrun the other party."

"It's better to sit here and make yourself feel better, not to suffer, and to have a little fun."

However, in the face of the kind suggestion of the Terran Ten, Brunester trembled and said: "I can't die, my people are still waiting for me, and they still need my salvation."

"My mother, my father, my wife, my son, my daughter, they are all waiting for me."

"I can't stop."

"Even if death awaits me, I will use the last of my strength to save my people before I die."

Brunes' bloodshot eyes glittered with the most dazzling light of civilization, and he lived for civilization and should die for it.

From the moment he discovered the truth of the world, he had already embarked on the path of redemption, saving himself, saving the world, saving his people, and saving civilization.

The mountain of civilization weighed on his shoulders, how could he die here without completing his mission!

His teeth were bitten out of blood, his hands were swaying desperately because of the cold, and the cough in his lungs was like a mountain, pressing on his back, making him carry a mountain on his back and move forward step by step.

He was exhausted, but he still had to run forward.

Looking at the ordinary person in front of him who flickered with an incomparably heavy light in his heart, the ten-master opened his mouth, and in a trance he saw a sage, who was carrying the mountain of civilization towards the sword mountain and the sea of fire, even death could not stop their perseverance, because death was another new life, and from the moment he stood up from the underworld, he would still remember his mission and keep moving forward.

The ten-captain, who was greatly moved in his heart, wiped his face, which had become red from the cold wind, and kicked Bruledest in front of him with one kick.

He scolded angrily: "Damn! It's really bad luck to run into you damn bastard today. ”

"Why are you in front of me? Can't you be in front of other teams? ”

"It's so bad that I want to die with you, I owe your ancestors a hundred generations in my last life."

Carrying the money-losing goods casually, the ten-captain whose speed was reduced by a quarter, continued to run forward desperately.

In a trance, Brunester could only feel that he was running forward slowly, and someone in his mind kept telling him: to live, to live, to live, you still have an unfinished mission to complete, you can't die.

Running forward with the last of his strength, his head was already drowsy and his limbs were unconscious, but his will supported him to continue running.

Suddenly, he was kicked hard by someone, lying directly in the snow, and then he was carried again.

Before he fell into a coma, he faintly heard that he was a loss of money, and he owed his ancestors a hundred generations or something in his previous life.

A few hours later.

Throwing off the pursuers, plus the team of only seven of the ten commanders remained, he hid in a cave out of breath.

In order to prevent detection, they did not dare to make a fire, huddled together to warm each other, and the sound of their hands with the heat in their mouths was endless.

"Boss, what are you doing with this guy?"

"Our own brothers didn't see you save it, why did you save this guy."

In the crowd of huddlers, a young man who looked to be only eighteen years old looked at the man with glasses, who had been slashed and lost four fingers in order to protect the man with glasses, and said with a complaining tone.

Looking at the nephew who was a little unconvinced, the master sighed and said: "This guy is different from us, our life is cheap, we are cannon fodder on the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of deaths, those girls in the rear can regenerate millions, it is worthless, and if it dies, it will die."

"But he's different, he came to this world with a mission, and that mission is about the lives of many, many, many people."

"We can die, he can't."

Listening to his boss's words that were quite meaningful, and he couldn't understand anything, the eighteen-year-old young man's face was full of disbelief.

whispered: "Aren't they all people?" One head, two eyes, one nose and one mouth, who is less than whom. ”

"Why should we die if we are cheap, and he shouldn't die."

"Nothing like that."

The eighteen-year-old young man was very unconvinced, in his opinion this person was very weak, he would cough seven or eight times when he took two steps, and the weak body would fall down as soon as the wind blew.

That's it, he hit ten with one hand.

Obviously, in terms of strength, his life is much more precious than this guy.

Looking at his nephew with an unconvinced face, the ten-master didn't bother to explain.

They don't know if they can go back alive this time, and it doesn't make sense to care about this and that.

It's better to focus on how to carry this money-losing goods out.