The Origin of Arcane

Andean mountain people also know to let go of those young and small fish in the process of hunting and fishing.

But the slave hunters don’t. There will only be ruins where they pass. In their eyes, the Andes mountain people are not human beings at all, but prey walking on two legs. In their words, there are only two kinds of security. Diss mountain people are useful, one can be sold for money, and the other is dead.

In their eyes, the Andis mountain people are not raised by their mothers and fathers, but wild leeks on the mountain. One wave was harvested this year, and another wave will emerge next year.

By the time Xiao En rushed back to the village, the fire in the village had been extinguished by a sudden heavy rain. Although he had made full mental preparations, when he really saw the miserable scene in the village, an uncontrollable flame rushed into him. In the brain, countless tyrannical thoughts were churning in his mind, and he wanted to yell, but he couldn't make any sound.

Sean crawled in and out of the ruins like crazy, and all he found were cold corpses. Only a few could recognize their faces, and most of them had turned into twisted and charred corpses. Most of them were women, children and children. They were burned alive. Facing this kind of artificial arson, even the secret room has no way to protect their safety.

It wasn't until he found the blue baby girl whose face was covered in the arms of a young mother who had been dead for a long time that Xiao En recovered from the frenzy.

He remembered this baby girl, when her mother had dystocia, he delivered the baby. He was looking for his mother, but the mother was not there, so he could only bite the bullet. This was the first and only time he delivered the baby. delivery.

The name was also given by him-Irina, which means deer in the ancient Andean language, and she has a pair of deer-like eyes.

He also remembered that her mother was a girl who was not a few years older than him. She had been married to the village for less than two years. She was just as old as a flower, and she should be able to give birth to four or five children.

Compared to her mother who loves to laugh, her father is a very rigid person, and he is also not a few years older than Sean, but he is one of the few people in the village who hates Sean. The fetus, a cunning hungry wolf disguised in human skin, may have something to do with the psychological shadow left by being beaten by the five-year-old Sean.

But to be fair, he is a young and hard-working guy, with archery skills that are not weaker than Sean's. He is the youngest eagle archer in the history of the village. He should have made some extraordinary achievements, and now he has also become a A cold corpse with all kinds of wounds on his body, but none of them were on his back. He died fighting to protect the village, his wife and daughter.

Sean thought of many people, both those who liked him and those who didn't like him, both those he liked and those he hated, but now most of them have turned into cold corpses.

Sean always thought that he was just a spectator, watching the joys and sorrows of this village, joining them occasionally was also a kind of resident status, and he had never really integrated into them. After all, this place was just chosen by Elena to give birth to him. However, if he had chosen other villages, he might not even know them.

But there are not so many ifs in this world, and feelings are not determined by subjective consciousness. When there is communication in life, regardless of joys and sorrows, feelings have already grown unconsciously.

The only good news that is not good news is that their house is not on the list of burnt down, and there is no trace of their mother's return, but I think it is true, that is a secret word level warlock, although there is still a certain distance from the control level, but plus The little tricks I have learned from Xiao En for so many years, the combat power is about the same even if it is not up to the guard level. If she is there, it is impossible not to say nothing about the disturbance. Whether the other party dares to attack the city wall or not Two said.

Am I ruthless? This was the first sentence Sean asked when Marshall saw Sean again.

Marshall didn't answer, but just sat beside him quietly, because he knew that what Sean needed now was just a listener.

Actually, I can do a lot for the village, you know, I know a lot of things, I can make more advanced crossbows, I can set up a more robust defense system for the village, I can teach them more advanced farming techniques, I know There are many ways to make the village richer...but I have done nothing. For so many years, I have done nothing. I just curled up like a mouse in the hole I made, occasionally helping them with medical skills. Know if it's from the heart or just to test your own therapy.

Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I will be killed, and I'm afraid they will treat me as a monster.

Haha, because I was afraid of being regarded as a monster, I didn't do anything, but I was a monster from the beginning. Have you ever seen a baby who can understand others just a few months after birth? Have you seen two or three Have you ever adopted a bunch of orphans at the age of 18, taught them to read and write and do things for themselves? Have you ever seen a cold-blooded monster who sees that his compatriots are still living below the food and clothing line, but they have a way but don’t show it? A cold-blooded monster through and through,

You're not a monster, let alone cold-blooded. Marshall corrected with a serious face, If you were really cold-blooded, you wouldn't pick us up from the wilderness, if you were really cold-blooded, you wouldn't be sitting here Make a big complaint, you yourself have said before that wealth without matching force is the source of the greatest evil. If you really create a lot of wealth for the village, if you don’t use people outside the mountain, the people in the mountain will burn the village to nothing. Flat land, in the final analysis, is because we are too weak. If we are strong enough, we will no longer have to look around and do things that we wanted to do but didn't dare to do. We just counted and the number is only one-third of the population. One, except for some who went out hunting and did not return, some of them should have been taken away by the slaves. According to the time calculation, they will not be able to return to Bastille before sunset the day after tomorrow. I think we should be able to do something now.

That's right, we do have the ability to do something, and we should do something. Marshall woke up Sean, who was caught in self-blame, his eyes burst into a bright and captivating light, The blood debt must be paid with blood debt .”

Blood for blood. Marshall, Arnold, and Ivan responded one after another.

Come on, let's make a plan. Sean took out an arrow and simply drew a few strokes on the ground, and a lifelike simple map appeared in front of the four of them.

If there are other old Andisla mountain hunters present, they will definitely be shocked, because this is a map of half of the Andes crater. Many Andis mountain people who have lived here all their lives do not necessarily know where they live. what kind.

The other three are used to it, because they have accompanied Sean through most of the places here.

From the perspective of the scale of the battle, the opponent is a large hunting slave team. There are at least five knights, fifty knight retinues, and a hundred auxiliary soldiers. Otherwise, they would not dare to go so deep. Going deep here, they should have We have gained a lot, our village is probably the last one they broke through, or in other words, our village was just taken down by them on their way back.

After regaining his composure, Sean's brain was running fast. His speculation was not groundless guesswork. After passing this mountain ridge to the north, it was the site of the scavenger Clayton.

Clayton's strength is not terrible, but this old fox itself is not clear with the slave city of Bastille. It is said that they have a secret deal on population in private, but there has been no substantive evidence.

It’s useless even to produce evidence. The Andes mountain people themselves are a mess. In the mountains of Nuo Da, there are thirty if not fifty large and small forces. Occasionally, when they gather together, they can fight for a few rounds with people outside the mountain.

Since the discovery of an iron mine 30 years ago, the Sanzhai and Eight Caves battles were bloody and bloody, and after losing their vitality, they fell into a slump and gradually became an ordinary village.

Clayton the scavenger only likes to suck blood, not governance. The surrounding area has been greatly harmed by him, unless it is attacking Clayton the scavenger's base camp, where the hunters have no profit at all. For the corrupt, this amount of troops is far from enough, and it must be increased by more than three times.

This old fox became more timid as he got older, and he cherished his own life very much. There was a squadron (about 30 people) of his Condor Shooting Brothers, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

If you go to the east, it is the territory of McKee the Skull Crusher. Compared with Clayton the Scavenger, this Lord is a real powerful faction. His ancestors are Shangshui Village, one of the Three Villages and Eight Caves. Although it is a little bit down now, the camels that starved to death are bigger than the horses, and Shangshui Village is still one of the largest villages around.

Since the previous village master, the father of McGee the Skull Crusher, married the Kentana barbarians further east, their strength has improved, and the surrounding villages have successively taken him as their leader.

Compared with Clayton, the carrion eater who likes to use eagle archers, McGee the Skull Crusher, who is half of the Kentana barbarian blood, is more interested in berserkers. He is surrounded by bloodthirsty warriors. He is a typical racist, he hates the people outside the mountain very much, not to mention the slave hunting team, even if the caravan from outside the mountain is discovered by them, he will kill all the chickens and dogs, usually they are Looking for trouble in the Slave City, the Slave Team rarely dared to run to his territory.

The hunting slaves are wolves who bully the weak and fear the strong - they come to the mountains to make a fortune, not to fight. If they lose too many people in the process, the loss outweighs the gain.

It's very difficult for us to do this. In this way, we will divide into three groups. I will follow up to find the hunters, try to find out their situation as much as possible, and slow down their pace. Arnold, Ivan, you stay In the village, for those villagers who went out to hunt, the first thing they need to do when they come back is not to support me, but to deal with the corpses in the village. Now that the weather is so hot, once the plague is triggered, it will not be a village-by-village casualty , Marshall, you find a way to find more reinforcements in the name of me and my mother, or you don’t do it, and if you do it, you will be big.”

Every time I write a book, no matter how well-prepared I am, I am full of hesitation, not knowing whether my work will be popular or not, and this time it is still the same! Hope it goes far enough this time! Thank you for your company!