Magic is said to have originated in the demon realm and the god realm, and the magic that has been passed down in the human world is known as the three orders of heaven, earth and man, and the lowest level is the human level, and so on. Each stage is divided into three sections: upper, middle and lower. Magic tends to be mutually reinforcing, and black magic, which is different from the natural elements, is the antithesis of all magic.

Yun Mo, who said goodbye to his brother, after solving his only concern, returned to the ruins of the ancient wood clan alone, and after carefully lurking for a day and a night, finally the last demonic beast wandering here has also left.

"Whew," Yun Mo lay tired at the door of the original village, the wooden gate was in tatters, and only some pieces of wood were fixed by the iron frame, which were stained with blackened and dry blood. The ground was also littered with human corpses that had been gnawed to white bones and the corpses of a few wild beasts. There was still a smell of blood in the air, and the whole village was in shambles.

Yun Mo vaguely recognized the identity of those bones, and couldn't help but cry. Although the people living in this forest are much stronger than the people inside the wall, Yun Mo, who has always been strong, only feels that the world is spinning in the face of this calamity, and he wants to cry and vomit. Although he is strong, he is only a child at heart.

Most of the wooden houses could not withstand the ravages of the monsters and had collapsed, and some of them had been burned to ashes. There are still many humans who have been taken away by huge demonic beasts, but there are still a few demonic beast corpses tied to the wooden thorns on the periphery of the stockade.

Warcraft is similar to human cultivators, and there is also a strict hierarchy distinction, and there were originally some people in this village who knew black magic, which filled the whole village with a strange feeling, but it seemed that most of them died overnight because of a strange spell. There were also some warriors who cultivated fighting spirit, and when they felt the movement of the demonic beast, they formed a team to resist desperately, but in the end only two children were saved.

The king of the Gumu tribe is surnamed Yun, there are thousands of people in the original clan, and the village is not big or small, and there are fields and some crops in it. There is also a small river in the village, and along the small river, Yun Mo walked into his former house.

After taking out some clothes, he took a bath in the river. Now he was no longer covered in dirt like a wild boy......

He has fair skin, a thinner figure, looks tall in white clothes, black eyebrows and bright eyes, and can be regarded as a talent with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. The smell of dust on his body is the most different, it is a kind of concentration and resilience.

He went back to the house, found a shovel, went to the center of the stockade and began to dig a pit, eat something when he was hungry, drink some water in the clear river when he was thirsty, and fall asleep when he was tired......

After several days of hard work, he finally dug a huge pit, and that night he patted the dust off his body and began to carry the bones into the pit. After all, this is his home, and everyone treats him like a relative.

After a long time in his heartache, he unconsciously walked into a small cabin where several corpses were lying down, but he didn't notice that this room was actually different from the others.

The house was located in the corner of the stockade, it was spotlessly cleaned, there was no blood on the ground, there were no scratches on the surface, and there was not even any sign of life around it.

He recognized the old men who seemed to be asleep in the house, and they were usually the most beloved beings in the village, and even one of them was a teacher who was learning to read and write. As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he gently patted an old man on the shoulder, "Teacher, get up, don't sleep, okay." ”

But there was silence in response to his voice, and then the sound of the door "squeak" made him a little timid, and he looked back to find that the door in had been closed...... But the elders in front of them are indeed out of breath, which is a little weird.

Suddenly, the black iron plate around his waist trembled violently, and he stood there in surprise, not knowing what to do.

When he came to his senses and picked up the iron card, a blue light suddenly flashed, and that brilliance instantly lit up the entire room, and everything in the world seemed to be illuminated at this moment.

With a "poof", he fell to the spot, as if he was dead, but his soul flew out, as if he had come to another world.

"Am I already dead?" he looked at his hands in disbelief, which were transparent strange forms, and countless strange patterns in his body quietly appeared at this time.

"Sit down, Mo. Hearing the voice, he suddenly realized that the scene around him was still the same hut, but the few lights and shadows standing next to the lying bodies were none other than his elders, who were smiling at him.

"Xiao Mo, you don't need to be surprised, we are indeed dead, only the afterimage remains. One of the old men spoke.

"Senior, your body seems to be dissipating. Yun Mo said in surprise.

"Indeed, don't speak, we don't have much time, and what I said below must be remembered. ”

Yun Mo nodded when he heard this, so the old men continued: "This is the last dark magic inheritance in the world, it is in the black iron plate beside you, the strange patterns on it you have to remember, each pattern is a magic direction, and when you can completely reproduce one, it means that you have mastered a dark origin magic." ”

Looking at his puzzled expression, another old man said: "Don't give the black iron plate to anyone, and you must not let outsiders see it, it is one of the twelve inheritances made by the ancient Hades King himself, it belongs to the three major miracles in the world, and ordinary people can't accept it, it will choose the person who is destined for it, and you can wake us up to be the chosen person, and it will be easier for you to learn the text inheritance of our clan, there are many imitations of it, and only the real product can have the power of the origin, in short, it is extremely precious!"

"Our inheritance and future are entrusted to you, you must keep your heart clear, good and evil are only in the user's thoughts. ”

"The darkness has always longed for light, and don't misunderstand this longing. After saying the last sentence, everything seemed to return to calm, and the figures disappeared, Yun Mo only felt that his head hurt and he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was still lying on the ground, and the hut was empty and empty, as if everything was my delusion.

He vaguely remembered the phrase "darkness longs for light" and fell asleep dizzily......