The continuous towering mountains of Nukeriana are like an agate pearl engraved on the planet. Like pure white jade hanging on red skin, the hot red sand from the plains provides a backdrop for the peaks with snow drifting all day long. No matter when and where, every Nucerian can find it on the dark skyline. That dazzling white.
If this planet is shrouded in a scarlet curtain due to endless red sandstorms, then the most dazzling thing in the eyes of the residents is not the dim star... but the dazzling light of the reflected star, which easily shines through the thick clouds. Pure white peaks that shed pure light on the earth.
Solid and thick layers of dazzling permanently frozen ice are easily visible in most habitable areas for humans. The towering mountain peaks that resemble the miraculous creations of nature are even more conspicuous than the castles where high-ranking knights live.
However, due to the high altitude, compared to the prosperous and powerful aristocratic country on the red sand plain, this inaccessible mountain village is extremely backward, and the vast majority of the villagers still live a backward primitive life.
But among these endless mountain peaks, it is already a rare miracle that some fireworks far away from the world exist.
Perhaps this is the resilience unique to the human race.
But today, the tranquility in the remote snowy mountains is about to be broken.
The manic sound of the engine roaring from far to near echoed throughout the valley like a broadcast. If you look down from the top of the mountain, you can vaguely see a mighty convoy driving on the rugged mountain road as if on flat ground, with some perches already. Birds that had been flying for a long time were also disturbed and flew away, as if the roar of the engine symbolized some kind of terrible natural disaster.
Among them, the flag flying at the head of the convoy is quite conspicuous - a large flag constructed of red sand and the Colosseum, symbolizing that the origin of these convoys is the cruel slave owners of Deshiia City. These slave owners forced the slaves they controlled to kill each other in the gladiatorial arena for fun, so that the slave catching teams they ran needed to carry out slave hunting all over the world in order to satisfy the needs of the nobles to watch the bloody massacre day and night. .
Even the inaccessible mountainous areas are still the slave hunting grounds of those crazy slave owners. They plunder any manpower on the planet without restraint, and tear apart countless families and relatives just for their own interests.
These are the Nucerians.
"Alas...it's this land full of uncivilized people again."
Laurence Talko lounged on the comfortable fine leather of the carriage. The unknown cutting-edge technology made the bumpy journey only peaceful and smooth, but the boredom of waiting still made the Nucerian feel bored.
He missed the death contests and the spilled blood of the city-state.
But before becoming a Nucerian, he was first the captain of the slave-catching team. He was extremely important in this country whose main production was slaves, because his duty was to serve the country of red sand. Provide a sufficient number of slaves. Obviously, whether it is providing enough servants for the nobles or adding more new blood to the arena, it is crucial for this country.
"I'm very sorry. I'll be here in a few minutes, Mr. Lawrence."
The young man wearing a silver gauze knelt down to express his apology to his master, and the silver vines surrounding him bowed together with the young man like a living creature.
"It better be."
Lawrence snorted at his personal guards, seeming to show his impatience.
"Of course, the amount of your blood slaves will be enough to meet the demand by harvesting one more village, and then you can return to Deshiia. Our harvest this season is enough to exchange for two thousand Nuceria standard units of blood and blood in the city-state. Skull, and..."
The Guards boy's conversation was as continuous as a precision machine, and the silver gauze covering his delicate face also shone with the light of various data. Although their system is extremely ancient, the technology inherited from the distant Dark Ages is extremely advanced, and the preservation condition is quite good from all aspects.
As for the Guards, they are the iron fist of the high-level knight army, the tool they use to trample Nuceria under their feet.
The silver vine beside him is everything that belongs to the Guards: their vehicles, armor, and weapons. The silver veil with various data flows is an important device for controlling the gentle silver vines around the young man. If necessary, the silver vine will instantly turn into a terrifying blade that can easily dismember others.
At the same time, the red-haired girl standing on the cliff stared indifferently at the roaring motorcade at the bottom of the mountain. The delicate girl's body was covered by a slightly bloody animal skin dress, and her wheat-colored skin and vague tendon lines symbolized With her strong body, she stood with a strange giant ax made of fine gold in both hands. Like a born king, she stared at the invaders who entered her kingdom.
While the convoy was still heading towards the nearest village in an orderly manner, something happened without warning.
The heavy giant ax, which was as heavy as a thousand pieces, screamed and stirred up the hot turbulence like a meteor falling to the ground. The ancient and precious energy shield could not even eliminate half of the kinetic energy of the heavy giant ax. With the dull loud sound, the luxurious and simple The noble cars were split into two pieces.
In an instant, the orderly convoy broke into chaos. They either bumped into each other crookedly, or were simply frightened by the giant ax meteor falling from the sky and dared not move. However, the local villagers who had been lying in wait in the jungle for a long time immediately swarmed forward and rushed into the shield generating device, completely destroying it. In the convoy, they launched revenge against the Nucerians who had taken away their families under the orders of Yongqi in the past.
This is the revenge that their village has been waiting for hundreds of years.
"H-what happened...!? Hey, hey...! What happened-!"
Lawrence felt his vision go dark. The boy who was still chatting with him was split in half by a strange giant ax falling from the sky. Thick and hot blood and internal organs flowed everywhere. He was equipped with a high-level energy shield. The vehicle of the device had been shattered, and all the tough and powerful silver vines of the personal guard had been cut off. He panicked and turned his eyes to the original position of his personal guard——
It was a huge adamantine ax that was sunk deep into the ground but still exuded a terrifying temperature. It was covered with twisted and ferocious blades, but its shape was made up like a child's prank.
How to describe it? It was like a strange weapon made by a giant's rough and powerful hands that tore apart a fine gold steel plate and assembled it together. It contained indescribable violence and terrifying temperament.
Incomprehensible, incomprehensible. Perhaps a natural disaster occurred in front of him. Lawrence Talco, a high-level rider who longed for blood and red sand in the arena in the past, could not understand what was happening in front of him. An inexplicable trembling came from his soul, which made him even cower. , or the courage to stand no longer exists.
"Hey...! Guards, where is your loyalty!? Why don't you come and protect me!!"
【Enemy attack! Enemy attack...! Well…】
【Go and protect the Lord...】
[Help, help... Anyone can come... Come and save me! ! 】
The angry nobleman roared hysterically into the intercom, his uneasiness gradually sending chills down his spine. When he tried to call his other guards, the response was the pitiful wails from his hundreds of personal guards who were usually on call on the paging channel. The horrifying sound of bones and flesh splitting was almost continuous, which seemed to symbolize The former proud and mighty Guards looked as ridiculous as a group of slaughtered chicks.
The ancient nobleman could not understand what was happening. Why, in a land far away from the red sand...are they suddenly plundered?
The shrill wail turned into endless silence after a moment.
【……】
Lawrence's back had already lost all feeling, and his sanity was gradually destroyed.
This nobleman who thirsted for blood was ultimately afraid of death.
"Intruder."
After an unknown amount of time passed, a cold female voice interrupted the trembling nobleman's thoughts. The ancient Gothic language seemed rather obscure and concise to his ears, and the hostility and malicious meaning could not be clearer. The instinctive fear of being targeted by a wild beast made him tremble. When Lawrence tried to look in the direction, he felt an indescribable trembling feeling in his heart.
As bright as blood, more majestic than red sand. The tall young queen wore a cloak made of plasma and fire, and the dripping blood of red sand gradually slipped from her elegant figure. From that moment on, the ancient nobles knew about their powerful personal guards who could conquer the city. ending.
As if she had never paid attention to this ancient nobleman of red sand, the girl picked up the golden ax handle that was burnt red as if she was swearing sovereignty, as if the terrible weight was light to her, and the hot sperm was Jin also did not cause burns in the rough and delicate palm, or the queen did not care about the meager temperature.
Lawrence didn't dare gaze into her golden eyes. The temperature of tens of thousands of suns contained in it almost burned the nobleman blind. He finally understood why the female warrior didn't care about the hot fine gold handle, because such a majestic person must have a more noble and noble spirit flowing through her. Hot blood.
The confusion and the pride engraved in his blood made Lawrence muster up the courage to try to open his mouth, but his trembling and trembling vocal cords did not dare to make a sound. The petite figure in front of him that was gradually overlapping with the majestic mountain peaks gradually gave him a great feeling. of fear.
"…Gulu."
He could only swallow the sting of the cold wind.
He, a member of the Lawrence family, one of the most noble nobles among ten thousand people and one of the rulers of the red sand land, even the courage to speak out no longer exists.
His instinct kept telling him that as long as he wanted to live, he should not try to communicate with this mountain-like majestic being, and do not talk to this monster who had killed hundreds of elite warriors with his bare hands.
His reason kept telling him that the girl in front of him killed his guards like a piece of grass, and the energy shield on his vehicle that had not been penetrated by any artillery fire was easily defeated by the giant axe.
Don't try to resist.
Don't think about resistance.
She is nobler than any will on the land of red sand.
"From now on, no Nucerians are allowed to set foot there. This is the rule of the mountains."
The red-haired girl who was as cold as the permanently frozen mountains stood in front of Lawrence. Her slightly delicate figure exuded a majestic aura that could rival the sky. In the eyes of this simple and noble noble, she gradually became respected by the Nucerians. The holy peaks merged into one, even though no one in this dark age now believes in it, even though what they long for has never been glory and shelter, but blood and slaughter.
"If you dare to set foot again, then shed all the blood of the red sand - remember my name, Angron Elaine."
The girl's indifferent words were like a steel knife in the cold winter, and the sharpness contained in them penetrated directly into Lawrence's trembling heart. When each ancient and noble word was gently spoken from the delicate soft lips, It was as if some of the most primitive doctrines of reverence were engraved on his body.
Lawrence had never known what it was like for slaves in Red Sand to face nobles - now, he understood the overwhelming and frightening fear.
He even felt that he could no longer forget the girl's name.
In their language, the meaning of the girl's name is 'Son of the Mountains' and 'Lady of the Lake', just like the Winter Saint created by the Holy Peak himself.
This association even caused countless flames of faith to emerge from the heart of this son of red sand.
His vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness was no longer clear. When he opened his eyes again...he didn't even know how he escaped from the valley.
The last impression in his memory was of the cold and noble Maiden King standing condescendingly over the defeated dogs of the Lawrence family. Their blood slaves were rescued by a group of primitive and barbaric mountain people, and their supplies were destroyed. divided among barbarians of different clans.
The Nucerians who once had blood debts in this land were liquidated, and the remaining Nucerians were driven out of the foothills with nothing.
From then on, Angron Elaine's name was sung in the land of red sand.
She is the son of the mountains, the daughter of the lake, the saint of winter descended from heaven. Locally, he is called the Lord of the Holy Peak by many villages.
Rumor has it that she is a ruthless huntress, a brutal hunter of great beasts, and a saint who protects the Children of the Mountains.
In the near future, there will be another great name resounding across the planet - the Saint who conquered Nuceria.
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