Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The huge black boulder was chopped full of cracks.
one knife.
Another cut.
Ah Chou has been practicing for more than 30 years. Day after day, year after year, he swings a knife every day except eating and sleeping. Like a robot, he swings a knife for more than ten hours a day.
His knife still looks simple and unsophisticated, straight and straight, without any fancy, so simple that it can be seen through at a glance.
"He doesn't have any distracting thoughts. Swinging a knife can make him happy, which is the only meaning of his life."
This is what people say about him.
Ah Chou is said to be a human being sent by the ancestor Irfan, who seems to have a transformed fighting form, and has the same great potential as the ancestor Irfan.
At the beginning, Arthur also took good care of him. After all, he was innately powerful like a high elf. The first time he saw him, he had a fourth-level cultivation. At that time, Arthur saw that this young man liked to wield that ugly ax all day long. , and handed him a sharp long knife.
So Ah Chou was very casual, so he dropped the ax and began to swing the knife.
It was only later that I gradually discovered that A Chou didn't seem to have a fighting form, only such an ugly humanoid body, and over the past 30 years, every once in a while, his cultivation base would drop out of thin air, and remained at the fifth-order level.
Gradually, Arthur became disappointed in him and ignored him.
This is a human being with a low IQ, even like a fool. You usually talk to him, but he just listens quietly, wielding a knife while listening, without responding.
"This is the incompleteness of our human beings! Not only will we be troubled by diseases, but we will also have some deformities." Some people yearn for the perfect form of elves.
Even after countless years, some people have gradually developed the habit of whispering their thoughts that they can't communicate with others, and they will secretly tell Ah Chou who wields a knife, confession, thoughts, prayers, as if he didn't hear, he still wields the knife, Also won't tell the secret to others.
Stupid Chou, he is a very qualified listener.
Gradually, after thirty years, he got a name "A Chou who listens".
Many people will develop the habit of praying and complaining, and even some thieves and thugs will come to Ah Chou because there is no one to show off, tell their triumphant achievements, and then continue to steal.
Ah Chou wields his knife in situ on the mountain every day, forming a landscape.
He can hear many dirty and evil things that many people will never hear in their lifetime, the pure love of young girls, the confession of the old, the troubles of the strong in cultivation, the suffering of the poor... .
Ah Chou has listened to so many trivial lives in the world of mortals, and the good and evil of human nature, but he seems not to have heard it. The knife is still steady, unaffected by the world, and it falls on the blade accurately and repeatedly.
Swinging a knife seems to be the whole of Ah Chou's life.
clang!
clang!
clang!
In front of a huge cliff, Ah Chou still swung his knife.
At this time, the end of mankind is coming. Standing behind him, there are many people praying, even far exceeding all the past thirty years. Old people, women, children, and adults all come to pray devoutly before death.
This is the psychological comfort they have cultivated for more than 30 years, and it still continues today.
Before, they all came alone, telling their thoughts secretly when no one was around, but in front of death, there is no need to hide their secrets, and they don't need to care about other people's eyes. There is only one: A Chou who listens.
Clang, clang!
A Chou brandished the axe, but still didn't notice anything, he still swung the knife amidst the voices of countless people.
The first day after the declaration of war passed.
Countless people were praying, and they told about their experiences on this day. Some thugs fell into madness, burned, killed and looted everywhere, but were stopped by human warriors. This was the darkest day of disaster.
The next day passed.
On this day, the safety of the people was guaranteed, people moved from turmoil to stability, and began their last prayer in life. They were in front of Ah Chou, and people gradually began to talk, communicate, and discuss with each other, and they were full of sobs in the bitter cry.
Even thieves, secret-stealers, and robbers are confessing to everyone and crying loudly.
And they discovered a horrible thing: there seems to be more than one Chou.
"What, there is also a Chou on the mountain in your tribe? Keep waving knives!?"
"A Chou didn't escape from the distant Montu Mountains with us refugees, but has been here all this time?"
"Over there, there is also a Chou who keeps waving a knife. We all call him a stupid Chou! We also talk to him!"
"Our Chou who called him dull! It's about the same!"
"Your tribe, our tribe... add up, so there are four ugly people in total?"
... ..
clang!
Clank!
Ah Chou was still swinging the knife.
But the praying people fell into a strange situation.
In the past, the human tribes were quite primitive, and they were distributed and hidden in dense forests. They each avoided the pursuit of the elves and hardly communicated with each other. Even strong men like Arthur did not have time to communicate with all the tribes. Now a catastrophe broke out. Only a small number of refugees who died gathered together, and people exchanged information to discover this terrifying fact.
"A Chou, are you really stupid?"
"What the hell is he..."
The third day came.
Human beings are still praying, but everyone is not indifferent, because today is the final war, and Arthur of the human race challenges Umia, the great elf emperor, to decide the final fate of human beings.
This moment.
The sky is shaking, and the leaves and sky are rustling.
A ray of light was vaguely revealed in the clouds, and a ray of holy white light sprinkled down the valley like a beam of sharp arrows. Eleven great ancient beings focused their eyes on this mortal land.
"The war is about to end..."
"Our hands are stained with blood donation, but we will spend the rest of our lives repenting..."
In the sky above Bilomon, there are countless horned eagles flying, and huge chimera monsters, like huge shadows with huge wings, wandering among the white clouds. Countless elves whispered, but they dared not approach the battlefield. No one dared to approach the coercion of Emperor Umia .
In the mountains not far away, countless people, residents of every town and tribe, stood densely on high places, overlooking the battlefield in the distant valley,
"When our ancestors stole the forbidden fruit....when we were born in the mortal world....when we were deprived of divinity....soaked in the bitter sea of life..."
A vaguely vague, human-tribe-spreading ballad spread around the entire valley, and the notes vibrated and merged into the sharp ears of the high elves.
Almost the entire valley, at this moment, simultaneously sounded a synchronous mourning dirge.
"We have no choice." Arthur, a human swordsman wearing a huge black armor, stuck a huge sword into the ground with both hands, looked at the Emperor Umia in front of him, and showed a free and easy smile.
"We brothers, fight together."
A demon was tall, covered in flames, with two twisted spiral horns on his head, and the demon Ruhr also stood there, "Yumia, you may not be able to defeat us two brothers."
"Is this your last strength?"
Emperor Umia's face was calm, his legs were bare, and the flame magic enveloped his legs.
boom!
With a kick across the air, large swathes of sweat dripped down, turning into ripples and flickering like breathing, as if a huge invisible coercive net enveloped the valley and pressed hard in all directions.
Even the Horned Eagle Knight in the sky and the humans on the mountain not far away felt invaded by a huge pressure, they couldn't open their eyes, their breathing was choked, and they bent down in pain.
Crash! !
Countless grays rolled and surged, forming a red mushroom cloud as thin as a nuclear explosion in mid-air. The mushroom cloud slowly stirred and gathered, and gathered into a face, turning into a huge towering statue of an incomparably black elf girl.
The huge and vast statue stands on the ground with a smile on his face, his hands are surrounded by a poisonous wheel, his whole body is red, clear and delicate, like the only true god in heaven and earth, like the Statue of Liberty, a miracle of eternal existence, towering over the valley.
All the creatures in the entire valley were shocked violently, and there was a huge tingling sensation, and the overwhelming and violent air pressure made them unable to breathe.
"The dragon's power far exceeds that of the giant dragon, and the coercion congeals... the song of shadows." Arthur looked at the invincible figure of the elf emperor, the legendary existence of the strongest, the god of elves, and his face turned bitter.
Originally thought that they were qualified for the First World War, but who knew that they had already been left without a trace.
Just the coercion of this terrifying condensed shape and the huge form of aura condensed made it impossible for them to open their eyes, and any backhands left behind were useless.
"I'm not tyrannical, the killing is just to bring us peace, will make you two die painlessly, and include all human beings."
Umia swept her gaze away, cast her cold gaze down, and waved her hand.
Boom!
Umia's figure flickered like a ghost.
The bodies of Arthur and Ruhr seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force, and they flew upside down on the ground quickly. Large swaths of blood seeped from their bodies, and they were severely injured in an instant.
"No!!" A blue light rushed from a distance and landed on the two of them.
Jierna knelt down, picked up her two children, and stopped in front of them.
"Girna..." Umia's complexion flashed.
After all, her face gradually turned cold. This was a dispute of positions. She knew that she had to bear the name of iron and blood and be ruthless in order to completely restore peace for the elves.
Boom!
The huge wind pressure flickered again, and overwhelming rage struck, crushing the three of them.
In the next second, the sky dizzy circles, bloody ripples turned into flames and quickly struck, a tall demon avatar fell to the ground, Irfan finally came, he could become a demon in a veritable name, selfish, but in the end he let go Not less than Jierna, this is already all he has.
"Let's go!" He growled, his eyes were bloodshot.
The current Umia is unbelievable. If she hadn't entered the seventh level, she would have entered the seventh level. Even so, she would soon find out the next seventh level.
"You finally appeared." Umia said calmly.
"Let's go!!"
Irrfan roared again!
click... .
In the next second, his entire demon body flew out backwards.
At this moment, the earth held its breath completely, and the horned eagle archers in the sky were silent. Seeing this devastating war, they knew that the final curtain was about to fall.
On the top of the mountain, the tribal folk songs of people's lament came to an abrupt end.
Bang bang bang!
In a certain mountain village, there are still people constantly besieging Ah Chou.
Although they didn't know how the war was going, they were still praying for the last time, with wailing, confession, and various voices coming and going.
Ah Chou slowly opened his eyes, as if he had sensed something, suddenly looked around, and asked in a complicated way: "You say... In this world, there are gods first, or people first?"
Ah Chou actually spoke!
Countless people were trembling, looking at him.
God came first, or man first
The answer is beyond doubt.
There are gods before humans. After all, humans are gods who stole the forbidden fruit, lost their divinity, and fell into life.
"But I have listened to you for a long, long time... Kindness, love and hate, killing, stealing, pride, it seems to me that there are people in this world who have gods." Ah Chou's words are simply outrageous, "Humans are more complete than gods. Divinity is only one aspect of human beings. It seems that the elves have separated the divine side of human beings and turned them into an independent species. Because they are kind, gentle, and brave, they can protect them. Don't worry. Betrayal, until that unique existence appeared, stole the forbidden fruit, and became a complete human being... "
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The humans around were trembling.
Stupid ugly
Silent ugly
He never spoke, he just kept chopping the boulder silently.
But when he spoke at this time, he seemed like a wise man, shocked by the stone!
Ah Chou raised his head and looked at the swaying leaves in the sky. The dappled sunlight sprinkled the earth, and his voice was very penetrating, as if turning into a beam of light piercing into the sky. "Divinity, animality, are all human nature."
As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge earthquake.
The leaves of the entire sky trembled.
"It turned out to be true, I understand..."
A faint voice sounded, A Chou silently inserted several huge machetes like red flags on his back, and disappeared in vain.
"It's time to end...."
At this moment, Yumiya suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and felt a transparent figure approaching silently, carrying a piercing chill.
She turned her head suddenly, sensing her spiritual power, and saw a translucent figure hidden in the air, as if separated by a translucent air barrier.
"Windwalk."
A simple and unpretentious machete fell quickly, cutting a huge gully in the ground.