First Age, 6825, the age of elves and orcs.

Under the gray sky, it was raining lightly. The branches and leaves of the shrubs in the mountains were wet, and the rainwater was flowing on the gravel and fallen leaves. When you step on the ground, you can make a small splash.

Huh...huh...huh...

The two children panted and ran through the rainy mountain forest. The dense branches, leaves and shrubs hid their figures well, and the flowing rain also took away the inconspicuous traces.

In order to avoid the unknown pursuers behind them, they walked in densely populated areas with shrubs and woods, and were careful to step on fallen leaves or stones instead of directly on the muddy soil to avoid leaving footprints.

After walking for several kilometers, the two finally slowed down due to exhaustion, and finally hid in the bushes and leaves under a big tree.

Leaning on the slippery stones, the cold rain seeped into the clothes from the neck and chest, and flowed through the body, making people feel cold and uncomfortable.

"Sena... Huh... Are you okay... Huh..." One of the boys gasped and asked the sister beside him. He looked at 16-17, his figure was a little thin, and the one beside him

The girl is even skinnier.

"Huh...huh...it's okay." The girl was also panting, her little face was pale, and there was almost no blood on her face where the rain had flowed.

"That's good." The boy relaxed for the time being, lying on the stone and looking at the drizzling sky, his uneasiness and panic finally calmed down a little.

The two are children living in a nearby human village. They are not very old. Their daily life is usually to help the adults with chores, such as knitting, collecting firewood, taking care of the livestock, etc. Occasionally, when they are not busy, they will meet with their peers.

A few friends went to play in the surrounding mountains.

Because of this, they are very familiar with the mountains, so they can travel quickly in the rain without getting lost or falling.

Unexpectedly, the place where they usually played saved the lives of their brother and sister at the critical moment. The young man sighed.

Humans in this era were very weak, and they often lived in remote mountain forests or narrow caves to avoid contact with the orcs from the outside world.

In today's world, three powerful elven races have established three powerful elven kingdoms around the World Tree. However, they have little interest in the outside world. The barriers set up at the borders of the country prevent the intrusion of idlers. Only a few

Some elves will walk around the world as rangers and travelers. And they are often highly skilled and good at dealing with various situations.

Outside the land ruled by elves, the vast wilderness, mountains, and seas are ruled by orcs. Some of them herd horses, some spread their wings and fly, and some sneak into the sea and cruise, occupying a large amount of land. Although among high-level transcendent beings,

In terms of numbers, they are far inferior to the elves, but they still have great strength.

The small mountain village where the two children live is located in a remote mountainous wilderness within the territory of the orcs.

In the past, the orcs rarely paid attention to this small village deep in the mountains. After all, the road was difficult to walk, and there were no valuable things, so they were fine. Unless you were unlucky and happened to meet the orcs, you would either be killed by the other party.

If you die, or the other party is chasing bigger prey and ignores you, few people can escape the orcs' pursuit.

Their physique and sense of smell are obviously stronger than humans, and most of them are stronger than humans in terms of extraordinary strength. An adult orc can easily deal with 3-4 humans. Moreover, many humans are not well-nourished, and it is even more difficult to fight against orcs.

It's difficult.

Under such circumstances, in the eyes of these orcs, human villages are like snacks after hunting. They come here occasionally to take out a handful to see if they have accumulated any good things, and then they smash and abuse them wantonly to relax their mood.

Faced with such a situation, humans are too angry and dare not speak out. They can only hide and migrate to deeper mountains and forests and more remote lands.

But even this situation is now difficult to maintain.

I don’t know why, but the climate in the past few years has been cold, as if entering an ice age, and the temperature has been slightly lower. The harvests in many places have been poor. And this bad situation has spread to various parts of the continent and among various tribes. So the food supply and food became increasingly scarce.

In the past, the image of humans, which the orcs didn't care about, has gradually become worse. In the eyes of some orcs, humans are like rats in the mountains, always doing sneaky things. Maybe they stole their own food and ruined other people's food. food.

With such thoughts and thoughts, some orc tribes began to expel the surrounding human villages, and some even directly picked up axes and chopped them off one by one, and then brought them back, scraped, smoked, dried and eaten like other prey.

This morning, the village where these two children lived encountered such a situation. Fortunately, one of them was quite clever and saw something was wrong, so he took advantage of the chaos and escaped with his sister.

"Brother, do you think Uncle Tonglei and the others will be okay?" After resting for a while, my sister gradually regained some strength and began to worry about the situation in the village.

The boy was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Although he felt very uneasy, he didn't want his sister to be so frightened. Tong Lei was the best and strongest hunter in the village, and was also the idol of many children. His presence always gave people a lot of security.

The two children just hid in the cold and lonely mountains. It wasn't until the next day that they carefully went back to check the situation.

At this time, the two of them were very hungry and hoped to find a familiar adult in the village or get some food.

But when the two arrived at the village, only gray and black ruins were left.

It seemed that the houses and buildings had been deliberately destroyed and set on fire to prepare for burning. Fortunately, it rained yesterday, so only a small part was burned, and most of them were still preserved.

The two of them walked in the soft mud after the rain, looking for any surviving figures or food.

But unfortunately, the village was thoroughly ransacked and nothing good was left. In the end, only half of a soaked and limp cassava root was found in the corner.

"Father..." The elder brother of the two stood in front of his house. Unfortunately, there was only ruins in front of him, and there was still a little blood stains on the crossbar somewhere on the ground.

"Isn't daddy coming back?" the sister on the side asked innocently.

"No way..." The brother touched his sister's head, then endured hunger and took her away, heading deeper into the mountains.

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A few days later, the two of them got lost while trekking through the mountains. Then they were attracted by a battle in the forest and sneaked closer to observe carefully.

In the mountains surrounded by woods, three orcs were holding axes and long knives, surrounding a blood-covered figure in the middle, and the body of an orc had fallen at his feet.

roar--

The orc roared angrily, then waved the long ax in his hand, turning it into an arc-shaped afterimage, and rushed forward to smash it down.

Blood splashed, and the figure barely avoided the vital parts of the body, but a large piece of flesh and blood was cut off from the body. But his goal was achieved. The bone dagger in his hand cut a long and narrow opening on the orc's chest, and gushed out.

flesh and bones.

He rolled and crawled on the ground, using the surrounding trees to evade the attack. Then he screamed and rushed forward, inserting a dagger into the body of an orc. His figure looked like an epileptic, but he was extremely fast and frightening.

Under such a crazy attack, the three enemy orcs were injured one after another, but he did not get much better. In the end, he was cut in half by the orcs, half of his body rolled to the ground, and the air exuded a strong and disgusting smell of blood.

Several orcs were about to roar a few times and step forward to vent their dissatisfaction and anger, but before they could take a few steps, they fell in pain in the mountains and fields, panting violently, and the corners of their mouths turned purple.

The brother and sister watched the scene in the distance with fear, until these people among them died one by one and no longer breathed.

After the brother told his sister, he covered his mouth and nose with his clothes and walked over carefully. He knew that there might be some kind of toxin here, but the two of them had not eaten for several days and couldn't bear it anymore.

He tremblingly stepped over the corpses and touched the orc's waist, trying to rummage for possible rations.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

He screamed in fear and struggled to run away, but the wrist was not as strong as he thought, and he was broken free in an instant.

Only then did he turn back and see the man with only half of his body left. He was leaning on the tree trunk, looking at the boy, with a difficult and gratifying smile on his face, as if his life had been redeemed.

So he is still alive, the boy thought.

Trembling, as if he had exhausted all his body strength, he raised his hand and waved to the boy.

The boy hesitated, then slowly walked over and squatted in front of the man to see what his last words were.

A hand was held on his wrist, and then a heartbreaking pain was transmitted into the boy's mind. He broke away from the man's wrist again, and this time the man finally fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the boy took a few steps back in disbelief, and then looked at the palm of his hand, where the faint red magic appeared.

As long as that kind of magic flows through the body, it will cause a burst of pain, but at the same time, the power is so vivid that it makes people aware of the traces of life survival.

He seemed to understand something, squatted down again, picked up the dagger beside the man, and then walked back with some safe dry food.

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Sister Sena looked at her brother's back with some curiosity. He seemed to be avoiding her recently and doing other things.

Now the two of them have escaped to another remote village and have settled down temporarily.

Time passed and another two years passed.

In the past two years, there have been fewer and fewer villages where humans live, and it has become increasingly difficult. Many humans from other places have also fled to this small place deep in the mountains.

Faced with this situation, the adults in the village began to quarrel.

Some people say that we shouldn't accept so many people. As long as we live peacefully, why bother taking risks with other people?

Some people also say that it is always good to have more strength, and it will be safer when falling.

Such an argument continued until one day the traces of orcs appeared again not far from the village. Everyone knew that it was useless to talk at this time and could only actively prepare for war, because behind them was the towering Sighing Mountains, and they had no way to retreat.

The battle started with difficulty, and many people died. However, under the leadership of some special extraordinary beings, they also achieved considerable results. The orcs they followed were killed in the mountains.

But the joy after winning did not last long, as another group of orcs came over.

Under such heavy pressure, more and more people in the village are learning that special and extraordinary power, and the younger sister also discovered the secret of her older brother.

"You are also using that power, brother." Sena looked at her somewhat mature brother.

"Yes." This time the other party readily admitted.

"But I heard that anyone who practices that kind of extraordinary sequence can hardly live for a few years..." My sister looked at the somewhat unfamiliar brother in front of her. He seemed taller and much colder.

"So what, isn't it a good deal to exchange lifespan for strength, my innocent sister." This brother no longer takes care of his sister as he did in the past.

"But...but..." My sister wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

"But... I want my brother to live longer. I don't want to see him die..." There was a hint of crying in his voice.

"Ha...you are the same as before..." The elder brother bent down and touched his sister's head with his bandaged palm.

"But it's not okay to think like this." His tone rarely softened.
To be continued...