Soul of Burning Steel

dawn.

An inconspicuous carriage was facing the wilderness at this time, heading northwest, and in the carriage of this carriage, a girl with dragon wings on her back was sleeping tiredly.

In her sleep, countless scenes flashed before her eyes, and the five senses became distant and illusory. Immersed in this unsteady blur, Xierya felt as if she had returned to the past.

Carefree, peaceful and peaceful childhood.

The girl was born in a primitive mountain range in the east of the Grandia continent. She lived in seclusion with her parents, a half-blood dragon descendant and a plain elf, and lived an ordinary and ordinary life.

There are many tribes on Grandia Continent, whether it is Kobolds, Lizardmen, Gnolls or even the few Wingmen all have their own countries and forces, although most of them are only vassals of the two empires, many Races with ugly faces in the eyes of humans, such as kobolds, jackals and other races, will even be discriminated against, but even so, they are better than the most unpopular dragonborn.

Giant dragons are the most disgusting race in the world. Of course, there is an all-out war between the Central Empire and Dragon Island hundreds of years ago, which caused the death of countless races. More importantly, these dragons have different forms, Actually most of the races that are somewhat related are different, they are really alien races from another world with different origins.

So now, most of the remaining true dragons and dragon descendants cannot walk on the mainland, and can only choose to live in seclusion in the mountains, just like the girl's parents.

Among the mountains, whether it is the father who is a dragonborn warrior, or the mother who is a spellcaster, they are both powerful. Even the primitive mountains that are difficult for ordinary people to approach are nothing more than they can do whatever they want. In and out of the garden, because of the shelter of the two, the young girl can wander freely in the forest since she was a child, and has exercised a good physique and affinity for nature.

In the deep mountains and old forests wrapped in thick fog and water vapor, even the most skilled mountain rangers will get lost occasionally, but the girl with the blood of the elves is like a fish in water. Giant trees, flowers and vines chatting, and more than ten years have passed in a flash. The girl also has a younger brother and younger sister. The family of five can no longer stay in the mountains as before. In order to make life more convenient, they use secret techniques to cover up After discovering the dragon features in his body, he entered a small border town of the Gelug Empire to live.

Unlike in the deep mountains, life in the human world is more interesting, whether it is all kinds of people or all kinds of interesting things. For Silya, who could only see trees and trees, soil and soil since she was a child, and her food was mostly tree fruit and animal meat, the bustling human city is her new paradise. The girl looks at all kinds of adventurers every day Entering the deep mountains where she used to live with hopes and dreams in her heart, listening to them talking and laughing loudly about the magnificent and shocking scenery all over the world, her heart gradually raised the idea of ​​"wanting to take risks".

Silya has prepared a lot for this—she learned swordsmanship and archery from her parents, learned to sense magic and justice, how to perceive words and expressions, and judge the thoughts hidden in other people's faces are the main points, and the boring cultural learning and training day after day It is even more important, but because she has a dream in her heart, the girl gritted her teeth and persisted. She hopes that she can go further, see a wider world, and let the curiosity and desire for adventure burning in her heart be released.

She is full of hope and expectation for the future of the world she lives in.

Therefore, in the middle of the night on July 4th, 617 in the unified calendar, when countless undead woke up from their long sleep and howled and rushed towards the living, they were full of ambition, planning to bid farewell to their parents early tomorrow morning, and prepared to leave this warm place. It is completely incomprehensible for a girl from a small town to venture around the world.

Why?

Countless ferocious beasts and human undead revived in the dead mist, and then stared at the living creatures around them with scarlet and irrational eyes. They tore up all the living and vented their anger from nowhere.

why?

The sleeping residents, whether they are powerful men or babies just born, were all torn into flesh and blood by these merciless monsters. Although the small town in the border area was small, the number of strong people was not large. Quite a few, but these powerful adventurers and garrisons were also oppressed by endless shadows of death because of panic and overwhelm, unable to go out to help others.

What happened to this world?

The father, who exposed his identity as a dragon, and the mother, who is a land spell caster, joined forces to drive out all the undead around the residential area, but because it was too sudden, the girl next door who had been on good terms with the girl, and the kind aunt's family All have been killed, and even the corpses cannot be preserved.

And because of this move, a more powerful undead was revived from the ancient rest.

Here is the Denaan Mountains in the border area. This place used to be the territory of a group of sapphire dragons. During the human-dragon war five hundred years ago, there were several peak heavenly realms and even strong people from the "sanctuary" who stood here to resist. The impact of the crazy dragons.

And on the first day of the end of the world, they all woke up.

The mountains and forests shrouded in the long night were suddenly covered by endless coercion. The giant dragon, which was almost extinct hundreds of years ago, groaned and returned to the world full of resentment and unwillingness. The powerhouses of all races also recovered here, and they were about to slay the powerful enemies again. The wind and thunder swept through, and the small city was instantly torn apart by the aftermath of the battle of these dead powerhouses. Those who still looked desperate were engulfed by the aftermath of energy that was so powerful that it swept across most of the province.

Overnight.

Only one survived.

In the dream, Shiriya caressed the white robe on her body in confusion. The unbreakable milky white shield perfectly resisted all the impacts. It was the mother who knew that she would go out for an adventure tomorrow. gifted treasure. The gentle mother never talked about her past, nor how she met her father, so the girl always thought they were just an ordinary elopement dragon-born elf couple, but now it seems that there are obviously many secrets in it .

And these secrets are completely turned into dust along with death.

Trembling and slowly knelt down on the ground, the dragon wing girl wailed, and fell on the ground in despair, reaching out in vain to touch the warm and fine dust, which were her parents, her younger siblings, her loved ones. Everything is in this flying dust, but what about crying, what can tears save? Even the corners of the mouth were bitten with blood, and the heart was torn, everything had already happened.

The whole world has been plunged into darkness, and the dead from the past are mercilessly devouring the present and the future.

And the girl who was looking forward to adventure, on the first day when the light faded, embarked on a journey that she never wanted to embark on.

twenty seven years.

Twenty-seven long and hopeless years.

For the mixed blood of dragonborn and elves, twenty-seven years can't even change their appearance slightly, and twenty-seven years can't even make them transition from youth to adulthood. A girl is still a girl, but her The heart has already been honed into iron stone.

During these twenty-seven years, Silya has witnessed countless joys and sorrows, and seen the establishment and destruction of countless shelters. She wanted to help those in need, but found that she could do nothing except protect herself. It turned out that the cities fell one after another, and the fortresses fell one after another. Although the lost heaven and sanctuary powerhouses were no longer revived, one land undead was enough to destroy any line of defense.

But I don't know where to start, these undead who were originally wandering soldiers began to form an organization. Every night, tens of thousands of troops would track the girl's traces and attack her. Relying on his own strength alone, Hill Ya is very reluctant to deal with it, but the magic robe inherited from her mother can make her survive several times.

But occasionally, there will be things that this magic robe can't do. Facing the pursuit of a whole army of undead, the magic robe can only help her escape as much as possible. The rare original crystal in the book trades with the powerhouses of other shelters, and asks them to help you. Although there are many people who refuse or even want to snatch them with evil intentions, there are also many strong people who are willing to help and keep their promises. Rely on them With the power, Xierya has survived to this day without any risk.

But... so what?

In reality, a bitter tear flowed from the corner of the sleeping girl's eyes.

Running away, hiding for twenty-seven years, she is already tired. Unlike the survivors living in the mountain shelters, Xierya can never rest peacefully for a day. There are always dead shadows chasing and attacking, always A strong undead wakes up and wants to take her head. The girl is used to being injured, even to dying. The injuries she has suffered over the years, and the lack of regenerated body parts are enough to make up two of herself. Many times, Silya will During a short break, I thought about why I wanted to run away. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to die completely than to die now.

The answer is simple, she doesn't want to die.

Not because of the desire to survive, but because of the burden.

Father, mother, younger brother, younger sister, sister Maya next door, kind aunt Suna... Many people died on that day, since the natural disaster when Dead Shadow first woke up, they survived by relying on the white robe presented by their mother From that day on, the girl's life no longer belongs to herself, but to everyone. Only she remembers the dead. If she dies, everything will be forgotten, as if nothing happened.

This is a greater horror than death.

And at this moment, the magic robe began to resonate slightly, which made Xierya gradually wake up from her sleep.

On the other side of the carriage, a tired woman also woke up from her dream. She opened her eyes, looked at the dragon wing girl in front of her, and said in a gentle voice: "Are you awake? I saw you fainted I saved you by the side of the road...why are you crying?"

This woman from the holy city looks above average, and she looks really tired. She couldn't help yawning just after waking up, and just as she was about to ask if the shelter nearby was under attack, If so, how many people survived? The woman's mouth suddenly closed, and then opened in surprise.

"Wait, why is the robe on your body glowing?"

And Shiriya didn't know, she didn't have time to pay attention to the words of the woman beside her at this moment.

Because she seemed to have fallen into another illusion - blurred light and shadow, the girl suddenly found herself in a huge white marble temple, and in front of her was a burning altar, invisible and colorless, and she didn't even know whether it existed or not. The flames burn in it, and there seems to be a phantom of the whole world in it.

And a majestic white-haired man in a robe was staring at her seriously with scrutiny.

In a trance, Xierya seemed to see other scenes.

A smiling young man holding a blue orb, an indifferent saint with two shining blades on his waist, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a holy robe, and a gentle old man holding a pure white scepter.

These are all him, these are not him, that is his childhood, his struggle, his watch and his ending.

But who is he?

Shiriya felt that her own blood was resonating, it came from the elf side, and her blood that could communicate with plants and animals couldn't help feeling close and respectful to this majestic middle-aged man, just like a prodigal son who had been wandering for a long time Seeing the long-lost parents, it seems that the disdainful students met the strict but caring teachers here after many, many years.

And she also understood the identity of the other party in an instant.

At the beginning of the world, the sky was full of red flames, the sky was full of strong winds and thunder, the earth was scorched and molten, the continents did not exist, the oceans did not exist, everything was shapeless, and life had not evolved.

However, there are saints who broke through the world and brought hundreds of thousands of ancestors to settle here. The saint commanded the fire and wind, scolded the thunder and red flames, caused the earth to rise from the lava, and made the molten core cool and stable. Separating poisonous gas and water, and raining the first rain, the embryonic form of the ocean was formed.

The sage spreads seeds and spreads life. Under his divine power, the land that was originally lava becomes lush and lush, and the cubs of beasts live everywhere, and the ancestors are also placed here to multiply.

The legend of the origin saint spread throughout the Grandia continent. Even if the central empire split five hundred years ago, resulting in a great lack of historical records, those who are interested can confirm these stories about the creation of the world from ancient documents. Information.

But according to these ancient books, it can be clearly known that the original saint is not the real creator of the world. He uses the power of a magic robe to induce the power of the sage to calm the flames at the beginning of the world's creation.

"Could it be..."

Touching the magic robe on her body inconceivably, Xierya's heart was so shocked by this message that she couldn't think, she could only mutter to herself: "Holy... sage..."

In front of her, the phantom of the white-haired majestic middle-aged man nodded slightly, his gaze softened.

"The offspring of my apostles."

He said calmly: "You have forgotten your mission."

I moved recently... I'm sorry... You all know how busy moving is, I really don't have time

The last chapter is Arman's ending, not this book's, of course not! I write the final ending with my secondary illness, it must be in the format of the final chapter xxxx, everyone remember it!

Recommend a friend's book, a guide to catching fish quickly! The book is lighthearted and I found it quite entertaining to read.