Black Dragon Kingdom

  On the khaki-colored land, hundreds of Pandaren refugees walked forward along the dim yellow river with numb faces.

  While walking, they collected all the green plants, grass, water plants, bark, branches, and some bugs on the way.

  In short, they collected everything that could be swallowed.

   As night fell, hundreds of Pandaren refugees lit a bonfire by the river, and used a stone mill to grind all the things collected during the day into powder, and threw them into clay pots.

   After a while, the bitterness and the aroma of insect meat filled the surrounding area of ​​the river.

  A very strong pandaren, along with ten other stronger pandaren, began to distribute food for the pandaren.

After sharing the food for the tribe, the very strong pandaren came to his wife with a bowl of porridge with four or five earthworms floating in it. Said: "Come, drink quickly."

   "You can't go hungry when you're pregnant."

The very strong pandaren's eyes are full of love for his wife, especially after seeing his wife's swollen belly, he, who has been tortured by the disaster and is about to be numb, can't help but burst out in his heart. Wave after wave of hope.

  It is okay for his father to suffer, but his wife and his children should not suffer for a lifetime.

  For this reason, one after another struggle force surged up in his heart, supporting him to move forward.

  The female pandaren glanced at the very strong pandaren, picked up the bowl of porridge, and opened her mouth to drink it.

   A bowl of miscellaneous porridge is very little, except for the water inside, there is not even half a catty that can really fill the stomach.

  Such a small amount of food is not enough to fill the stomach of a panda man with a height of more than three meters, and it is even difficult to eat half full.

   But this is already the best food that a very strong pandaren can bring to his wife.

   More, he simply can't do anything about it.

  In this era, being able to live is itself a great gift.

   A hundred years have passed, and Abrius has been reincarnated in the third life.

  Among the three lifetimes, in the first two lifetimes, in the midst of endless disasters, Abrius starved to death in the process of becoming an adult before he even reached adulthood.

   In the third life, he finally became an adult, but the pain he faced was more than the sum of the previous two lives.

  The Peace Continent has completely collapsed, and the prohibition of war means that the Peace Continent can no longer implement absolute militarization rules. Without war, all slaves and all military merit recipients will no longer be able to obtain military merit.

This is still the second thing. The disappearance of the rules of absolute militarism has caused the genetic level of the pandaren in the Peaceful Continent to decline on a large scale. As the rulers of the Peaceful Continent, the pandaren kings and superhumans are powerless to change all this. But enjoy a lot of benefits.

This makes the world reject them all the time. The current Jingya world is not the previous Jingya world. The previous Jingya world has meritorious service without punishment, and it will not be too big to damage the interests of Jingya world. punish.

  In the current Jingya world, there are clear rewards and punishments, and how many resources can be obtained only by how much effort.

  These can also be applied to all military winners and kings. In the past, they used the rules of absolute militarism to make contributions to the Jingya world all the time.

  The extraordinary resources brought by the blood sacrifice energy should belong to them as a matter of course. This is the reward they deserve after making contributions to the world.

   But now, the rules of absolute militarization can no longer operate, and they can no longer bring a steady stream of contributions to Jinya World, and even because of genetic deterioration, they are still in debt to Jinya World.

  So, a situation that made them feel broken occurred.

  The gods are no longer responding to their blood sacrifices, instead the world is draining their power frantically to offset their debts.

Faced with this pile of loss-making business, the military winners and kings who have survived for more than ten or twenty years, abandoned the Peaceful Continent without hesitation, ran to the ocean, and continued to carry out the absolute military operations with knives. doctrine rules.

   They dare not go to Heping Continent, whoever wants to go will go.

  After all, if they continue to stay like this, they will probably be beaten to death. For the sake of their lives, they have to run away.

  The disappearance of the kings of the various kingdoms of the Pandaren and even the military winners made Heping Continent lose a series of high-level officials such as kings and military merit winners. The order of Heping Continent completely collapsed and fell into chaos.

at the same time.

  Soil erosion has led to a large-scale drought in the central part of the continent. The central part of the continent lasts for several months, or even years without a single drop of rain.

The long-term drought has reduced the grain production in the central part of the mainland. What is even more frightening is that with the departure of military meritorious service recipients and the king, the rule that only military merit recipients can give birth has disappeared. The panda people who couldn't stop enjoying their desire gave birth to more cubs.

  The large-scale reduction of food and the large-scale increase of the population are simply fatal.

  A hungry and crazy pandaren is not much better than a crazy bear?

  The central part of the continent has fallen into chaos.

  The situation around the mainland corresponding to the central part of the continent is not much better, because of the erosion of water and soil upstream, and the large-scale increase of water and soil downstream of them.

In particular, there is more and more silt in the river, and the silt deposits will pile up the river higher and higher. With a little bit of rain, countless rivers, large and small, will burst their embankments. Flood disasters are getting worse every year, and countless food The production base is reducing production all the time.

  It can be said that the central part of the mainland and its surroundings are a terrible scene of flooding, flooding, drought, and drought.

  The entire Heping Continent has become a mess. With the population explosion, countless pandaren have experienced a large-scale reduction in food production, living in dire straits, and the tragedies of bears eating each other are countless.

  In such a chaotic world, purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

   Early the next morning, the very strong pandaren set off again with hundreds of pandaren refugees. He didn't know where he was going with his relatives, but he knew one thing, he couldn't stop.

   Once they stop there is no food, and without food they all starve to death.

  Three hours later, they caught up with another group of Pandaren refugees, looking at this group of Pandaren refugees who were as skinny as they were, and were also collecting green and edible things.

  A very powerful pandaren, holding a ball of sawdust, came to the leader of the other party who was numb, and said, "I want to use this ball of sawdust to ask a question, do you know where the nearby Ace Temple is?"

   "I want to pray to Ace, the lord of the world, and I want to ask him, why do we live in this purgatory-like world?"

The numb pandaren leader glanced at the skinny pandaren leader in front of him, took the other party's sawdust ball, pointed to Dongfang with one hand and said: "Yesterday, when I took my people to look for food over there, , have seen a temple."

   "I don't know if that is the temple of Ace, the Lord of the World, but I think you can go there and have a look."

   "There are a lot of earthworms in the nearby soil, which can give you a full meal."

  The very strong pandaren thanked the leader of the pandaren on the opposite side, and led his clansmen towards the direction of the temple.

  The troubled times on the Peaceful Continent are different from the troubled times in the broad sense. Wars are not allowed on the Peaceful Continent. Pandas cannot plunder each other, let alone wars. Therefore, there are basically no conflicts.

  Everyone has one goal, that is to live.

  As for being starved to death while still alive, and the corpse being eaten by other pandaren, he can only lament his own fate and the injustice of the heavens.

  The very strong pandaren approached the temple step by step, getting closer and closer.

  At this moment, he suddenly felt that the surrounding scenes were very familiar, and the temple in the distance looked so friendly.

  He understood, that was the temple he was looking for in his heart.

  An invisible excitement filled his heart, like a child who has stayed at home for a long time, step by step approaching his father who has been away for a long time.

  The pandaren named Abrius before the third king walked towards the temple step by step with tears in his eyes.

The old gate was pushed open, and the blood-red sunlight of the setting sun shone on the statue of Ace, setting off the old temple and the dusty statue so lonely, the temple is still what it used to be, and the statue has never changed Unchanged.

   What changes is only time, only the world.

  The sunshine of hope has turned into a blood-red sunset.

  The very strong pandaren came to the front of the statue of Ace devoutly, and knelt down devoutly.

  Hundreds of pandaren, big and small, knelt down on the ground following their leader, praying devoutly to Ace.

   This kneeling is two hourglass hours.

  As the sun set, the blood-red sunlight turned into pure moonlight. In the endless brilliance, Ace descended on this statue that belonged to him. He looked at this reincarnation of Abrius as if he were looking at his own child.

The bright brilliance awakened Abrius who was immersed in prayer. He looked at the Ace statue that had come to life in a trance, and said devoutly: "My god, you heard my prayer and saw you Has the suffering of believers befallen the mortal world?"

   "This is the happiest moment in my life."

  Abrius's face was full of joy, as if he had seen the most beautiful things in the world.

  At this moment, his original ordinary soul turned into Ace's holy spirit again.

  Traces of the true spirit awakened his original will.

A pair of dragon wings flapped slowly, and his blood-red ruby-like eyes gleamed in the moonlight. Ace said to Abrius as gently as a father to his own child: "My devout believer, your call, I I heard, your piety, I also felt it."

   "As a reward, I can grant one of your wishes."

   "Strength, wealth, glory, everything you want, I can give you."

  A hundred years later, Abrius was transformed into his Holy Spirit again, and for this reason, he was willing to grant him a wish again.

  As long as he is willing, starting today, endless power, endless wealth, and endless glory will be handed over to him step by step under the blessing of fate.

   This is the gift of the Holy Spirit from him, a god.

Listening to the words in his ear, and looking at the incomparably sacred god, Abrius said loudly: "My devout god, I don't want power, wealth, glory, I just want the pandaren on this continent to be happy alive."

   "No longer tormented by disasters of every kind."

  From birth, everything he experienced was disasters and tragedies one after another.

His father was starved to death, his mother was drowned while fishing in the river, his younger siblings were strangled to death because they ate mud, and the people he led were facing death all the time .

  Panda people live too miserable, he wants to change their miserable fate.

  For this, he can give up power, give up wealth, give up glory.

  Hearing that Abrius once again refused to grant him power, wealth, and glory, Ace knelt down weakly.

   Said to Abrius in a helpless tone: "I can't help you achieve what you want."

   "Peace Continent has eternal peace, which was created after you made a wish to me in your previous life."

   "From the moment you make your wish, this continent will have eternal peace."

   "Unless you are willing to use your wish this time to offset your wish in your previous life, this can change most of the tragedies on this continent today."

   "It's just that it will lead to endless wars. Without the shelter of peace, powerful humans, elves, and dwarves will invade this continent, and the pandaren on this continent will be powerless to resist their aggression."

  "The disappearance of peace will lead to the fate of death for all pandaren on the mainland, and the extermination of the species."

   "Would you like this result?"

  He put the choice in the hands of Abrius again.

  The situation is very, very different from a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, Abris was the destroyer of the Jinya world, and was hostile by all vested interest classes in the entire Jinya world except him.

  However, a hundred years later, a dramatic scene occurred.

  With the advent of the extremely miserable and troubled times, the genetic degradation of the entire pandaren continent has actually stopped, and it is even slowly moving forward.

   This scene stunned all the vested interest classes in the entire Jingya world.

  The powerful world in the void that has no rules for rising madly rushed towards Jingya's world, that is to say, he had quick hands and eyes, and sealed all the passages leading to the outside world from Jingya's world.

   Only then did all those greedy guys stay out.

   Otherwise, the Heping Continent would have been carried away overnight by those big worlds fifty years earlier.

   That's right, a new rule of rise has been born on the Peaceful Continent.

  The situation has changed from his desire to choose a **** for his own rules of the law of mountains and rivers, to a major event in the entire void.

  The infinite and eternal world jumped out, indicating that I was watching.