Game of the World Tree

Al is 80 years old this year.

Since he can remember, he has often heard grandfather talk about the glorious history of race.

Once, they had the largest empire in the world.

Once, they established the most brilliant civilization in the world.

However, after the disaster, the clansman fell into position, cursed, and gradually fell into decline.

He can’t imagine how prosperous the ethnic group was thousands of years ago. In his opinion, such a prosperous age is like Myths and Legends.

In his memory, the real life is always hiding and wandering…

However, his grandfather believes that everything will be fine.

“Al, you must remember that we are a great silver race. The current decline is only a moment. Once the mother god returns, our age will definitely come back again.”

His grandfather often said so.

Al once asked grandfather, who is the mother god?

And grandfather told him that the mother god is the greatest being in this world, the real master of this world, and the benevolent mother who protects them…

“It turns out… Do we have our own Spiritual God?”

He asked in surprise.

“foolish child.”

grandfather touched his head, expression fanatical and pious:

“The mother god is not a trifling Spiritual God, but The real ancient god!”

From that day on, Al was full of expectations for the mother god.

He longs for a happy and stable life, and also longs for a small garden of his own.

However… until the day grandfather passed away, he still did not see the return of the mother goddess.

But even so, he still believes in grandfather’s words…

Until that day…

A group of hideous-looking half-orcs finally found them After a brutal battle, the young clansman died one after another, and the women and children became captives…

Among them, he and two other younger sisters were included.

At this time, Al realized that the life of drifting and hiding is not the saddest.

The most difficult thing is to destroy the family and become a prisoner.

The detained ethnic women gradually disappeared one by one.

And they were locked in a small stone prison by the orcs, never seen the daylight.

Every day, only the green fruit fills the hunger.

According to the Orcs, they want to wait for the human caravan to pass by and sell Al and others for a good price…

Human…

Al shivered.

If half-orcs are demons, then humans are undoubtedly demons…

In the race, he has heard countless times about the tragic stories of clansman who became human slaves… …

Those cunning, greedy, and lewd bastards do everything.

At this moment, he even wanted to die on a hunger strike.

But when he thought of the other two younger sisters, his heart softened.

“Al, you are a male child, must protect your younger sisters.”

Before he died, this was grandfather’s last warning to him.

Thinking of this, Al clenched his fists…

“grandfather…I am really useless…I am really useless…”

As time went on, Al became more and more desperate.

However, in the face of the two younger sisters, he has only to be strong and self-reliant.

He was thinking about ways to escape all the time, but…the orcs really stared at them too hard.

Such days have lasted for several months.

Until today…

With a sound of “stab”, the prison door that had not been opened for a long time was finally opened.

Al shivered and looked out warily, while his two younger sisters hid behind him like frightened deer.

“Is this day finally? Is this…Selling us?”

Al clenched his fists…At the same time, he began to think about how to take the opportunity to escape.

It’s just that the half-orcs didn’t at all come in, but threw in a tightly bound silhouette, and then turned and left.

Al was taken aback for a moment and looked at the silhouette.

“Jing…elf?!”

This…is the first time he saw clansman after a few months.

That is a very strange elf.

He was covered in blood, he was seriously injured, his face was abnormally pale, and his breath was weak.

However, his eyes are particularly bright.

Just a glance, Al felt that he couldn’t look away.

This clansman is very different. He seems to have an imposing manner of fearlessness, which Al has never seen in anyone else.

His eyes are not as bleak and muddy as the clansman used to be.

The corners of his mouth have a faint smile, with a different kind of unruly, it seems that everything in this world is very lightly viewed by him.

He even stuck out his tongue fiercely at the back of the orc when he turned around!

This is an interesting guy…

Moreover, full of vitality and hope!

This kind of existence, Al has never seen it in the elves.

For a while, his heart was full of curiosity.

After hesitating for a moment, he said softly:

“Are you…how are you?”

The other party seemed to be taken aback. When he turned around and saw Al, he couldn’t help shouting:

“Fuck! Fairy?”

Al was startled by his voice. Jump and hide back slightly.

He saw the face of the strange elf in front of him changed several times, he was delighted, excited, and complicated again.

Al hesitated and asked again:

“That…you shed a lot of blood…”

“Are you really okay? ?”

Then, Al saw the strange elf’s expression suddenly softened.

The other party was nodded, and said with a slight smile while coughing up blood:

“cough cough, I’m fine.”

Al:……

“You…you are vomiting blood!”

He didn’t care about anything else, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the other party untie.

“Are you…were also arrested?”

He asked curiously while using cloth strips to wrap around the wound.

After gaining relief, this strange wizard was nodded first, and then shook the head:

“No, I’m just a well-behaved locator.”

Al:…

…

Al found again that this strange elf is also very strange.

After further contact, Al found that although this elf was a little strange, he was a very gentle and optimistic person.

They started chatting.

This strange fairy tells a lot of interesting stories, which makes Al and his younger sisters really like it.

He knows a lot, and there are always some ideas that Al has never thought about. All kinds of bizarre and fun stories make Al even more addicted.

Gradually, he likes this funny guy a little bit.

And through chat, Al also knows the origin of this elf.

He came from a very far, far away place. He was a warrior who was summoned by Goddess.

Goddess?

Hearing this word, Al had a hint of curiosity:

“Demacia big brother, will the elves believe in other True Gods?”

At this moment, when he saw the opponent laughed, his expression became a bit profound in an instant.

“No…”

His expression became very religious.

I saw him drew a tree symbol on his chest, said solemnly:

“There is only one Goddess in my heart!”

And look At that symbol, Al was stunned for a moment.

Because of this symbol, his grandfather has painted countless times!

The goddess of the elves… Does it really exist?

Is he… from the mother god summon?

For an instant, Al felt a little trance.

“Al.”

In a trance, Al heard the other party calling him.

He turned his head and saw Demacia’s big brother’s sight.

Demacia looked out of the cell, while the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a wicked smile.

Al followed his vision and found that four more half-orcs were added to the cave at some point, and their hands held up a demonic beast that seemed to have been ravaged by magic……

“Our allies are here.”

Al heard this.