The stars are brilliant and the sky is flowing.

At the end of the universe, on the gorgeous dome, there is endless void. Under the clouds, eternal fragmented worlds are scattered among the stars. Each fragment is a world. On the broken world, billions of creatures reproduce, mountains are like waves and blue seas. These fragmented worlds constitute the creature world after the war between the gods and are called the ruins of the gods.

"Buzz~~~"

Suddenly, a fiery red light appeared at the end of the star universe, and then the color of flames filled the sky world. Countless creatures in the world looked up, the wolf clan in the mountains, the spiritual deer by the stream, and the human clan in the ancient city. In the dark, almost all the creatures were watching the ray of light in the sky keep growing.

Finally, when the light was strong enough, the sound of thunder came faintly in the sky, followed by the flames intertwined in the sky of the night, turning into a pair of huge wheels rolling across the sky, and the fiery flames lingered around the wheels, and even people heard the sound of whipping horse whips from the sky.

"Bang!"

The sound of a whip came into my ears, as if whipping on the soul. Suddenly, countless people were bleeding from their seven orifices and rolling all over the ground.

"Buzz buzz ~~~"

The sound of the sky became louder and louder. Finally, with a loud bang, the sky seemed to have a huge hole opened, followed by a wisp of strange light falling from the sky, falling like rain onto the fragmented worlds. Threads of thunder appeared on the clouds, like the roar of wrath of gods, and like the sound of the mercy of gods.

It's in that world of fragments.

Above the mountains, a young man in linen was sitting cross-legged, with wisps of starlight lingering around him, with his palms facing up, just at the palms connecting his wrists, an ancient mark was constantly emitting a terrifying light, changing lightly and darkly as he breathed.

"Swish!"

In the air, a ray of blood fell to the distant earth.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and deep, his eyebrows were frowned, and he suddenly stood up, rushed out nearly a thousand meters in one step, standing on the edge of the cliff, his voice was like a bell, and he roared at the distant mountains: "The gate of the sky has finally opened again..."

In the sky, blood-colored clouds rolled, and strange sounds came, like the sound of a giant drum. The mountains in the distance seemed to be coated with a layer of black haze. The sea blew striking the shore. With the gathering of wisps of golden thunder, a giant creature fell from the sky, and a mad beast covered with ancient inscriptions fell from the sky, roaring at the creatures in the lower world, full of the momentum of stepping on the mountains and burning the sea.

Above the mountains, the young man stood tall with a clear light in his eyes and sneered: "This time, a ninth-level hell dragon lion escaped from the sky gate. Come on, the monster, I've been waiting for you for three years!"

"Roar~~~"

The hell dragon lion roared with his head, his blood-colored eyes stared at the young man on the top of the mountain, full of rage and rebelliousness, his tail swayed gently, dragging a wisp of demonic flames, full of arrogant expressions.

Suddenly, the hell dragon and lion jumped down, their sharp claws swept across the sky, and black flames rolled, directly crushing the young man on the top of the mountain.

"Good come!"

The young man couldn't help laughing, his eyes that were originally free and unrestrained turned into calmness, and his whole body suddenly burst out with silver light. His right arm suddenly opened, and he immediately grabbed a golden ice crystal. Then the ice crystal turned into flames, which continued to condense in his hand, and eventually became a golden giant sword. He shouted softly: "Listen to my call, the tinder-Esinghwara Blade·Xianzhi Sword!"

The hell dragon and lion swung their huge tails quickly and roared endlessly. The flames on their bodies continued to burst out, setting off a surging flames. Under the flames, the mountains and rocks continued to collapse, and fires fell from the sky in the jungle. A catastrophe had already arrived in the human world.

"roar!"

With a roar, the hell dragon lion launched an attack again, and his body spread across the sky, and his sharp claws shot out deadly wind blades.

"Give it to me--break!"

The young man held the sword with both hands, jumped suddenly, and slashed a sword in the air. With a sudden "cry", the sharp sword energy seemed to split the entire sky, and thunderstorms were torn in the air. While shook the hell dragon and lion, there was a loud bang. The huge mountain range behind the dragon and lion was actually divided into two, and the earth and rocks collapsed and turned into powder.

"Ho huh ~~~"

The dragon and lion of hell were extremely violent and hit the young man. The air seemed to open a vortex full of destruction. The young man waved his sharp blade and slashed out a series of lights to the sky. The two sides fought fiercely over a forest. The pressure generated by the two powerful men actually caused the earth to collapse, the mountains collapsed, and the rivers broke down. The forest that was originally full of vitality turned into a purgatory on earth.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights.

No one knows the result afterwards.

However, the powerful ninth-level monster never appeared again. On the Xingyuan Continent, there were legends everywhere that a powerful apocalypse man held a fire weapon in his hand and defeated a ninth-level hell dragon lion over the ancient Asna jungle, blocking a huge disaster for the continent. However, the young apocalypse man, like a hell dragon lion, never appeared in people's sight again.

...

Time flies, fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Under the clouds, there is still a prosperous scene on the Xingyuan Continent.

Between the mountains, clouds are lingering, and the lush jungle seems very quiet. The evening glow penetrates the clouds and falls mottled between the woodlands. At the foot of the mountain, smoke from cooking is curling. Simple wooden houses are scattered in the mountains. This is a forest land located in the cold and bitter land north of the Xingyuan Empire, called Ayer Forest. Most of the people living here are hunters, struggling to make a living.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

Under a beech tree with a bowl-sized mouth, a brown-haired boy wearing linen was practicing boxing. He was about fifteen years old, his legs spread apart, his center of gravity sank, and he waved his fist wrapped in gauze and hit the tree again and again. The bark had been blown to pieces, and even the trunks of about inches appeared. Every time he punched, his breathing stopped and stopped. His face was covered with sweat in a blink of an eye, but it still did not stop. He kept punching the trunk, until the gauze oozed out of the red blood.

"Loran!"

In the distance, a beautiful woman walked over with her long hair tied up and tied with a coarse cloth. Her face was extremely delicate. I guess she must have been a peerless beauty when she was young. However, the years left wrinkles and spots on her face. Due to long-term thick work, her palms also looked very rough. Her right hand was carrying a basket, which was full of green fruits. This is a raw material for making sweet sauce.

"Mother……"

The boy named Loran turned around and sprinkled a handful of sweat on his face. A bright smile appeared on his face, which was originally tense due to the pain, and said, "Are you going to pick berries again?"

"Yes, it's almost winter. If you can make a little more sweet sauce, you may be able to buy more medicine for your injury treatment."

The mother walked forward and touched Luo Lan's slightly tender face indulgently. Then her eyes fell on his blood-filled hands. She couldn't help but feel distressed. She frowned and scolded: "Didn't Teacher Alco say that? You can't practice hard. Even if you want to pass the selection exam with your physical strength,... you will only exhaust your body!"

"I'm sorry, mother..."

Lolan lowered his head, bit his lip, and said, "In a few days, it will be a selection exam. If I cannot pass, my age will be over the limit and I will never have the chance to go to the academy in Ailan City to further my studies. In that case... I may never have the chance to become an apocalypse in my life. I...I must not let my father down..."

"Silly kid..."

The woman gently stroked her beloved son's short hair, and looked at the distant village with her beautiful eyes, but she could not express her melancholy and pain.

...

Afternoon.

The mountains were filled with the fragrance of autumn fields, and the village seemed particularly quiet. Cuckoos kept chirping in the distance, and the curly yellow dog at the entrance of the village also started barking.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the village. A knight in armor and holding a sharp sword in his hand rode into the village. He looked about thirty years old, with long curly golden hair, his handsome face and a smile that was fascinating to the point of being a person who was so destined to be able to make everyone here know him.

"Teacher Erco, you are here." said an old woman who was pulling up radishes in the field.

Erko immediately dismounted, bowed to her one arm across her chest, performed a standard Imperial Knight's salute, with a soft smile on her face and said, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Linda."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Elko, are you here to find Loran again?"

"Yes, it's time for teaching again."

"Okay, go quickly."

Erco, one of the youngest big knights in Alan City, and also the most handsome knight in Alan City. Erco is modest and gentle, coupled with his outstanding appearance and fascinating smile, has become the heart of the girls in Alan City. At the same time, Erco is also Loran's mentor, responsible for Loran's trainee knights.

...

"Teacher Erko, you are here!"

"Yes, where is Lorrain?"

"He is waiting for you in the attic!"

"Okay, let's go here, please prepare some forage for my war horse."

"OK!"

Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, Erco walked up to the attic step by step. What caught his eye was Lolan sitting on the ground seriously and said, "Teacher, today is the day when you will tell me about the knight's swordsmanship."

"yes!"

Erco smiled and said, "Boy, I just saw my wife going out with berries. Is she still making jam for those rich people?"

"Yes."

Luo Lan pursed her lips and said, "Mother used jam to exchange for our living expenses, so...I want to get stronger soon!"

Erco touched his nose and smiled, "It's a pity that I am a honest and dedicated knight. Otherwise, I would have used part of my salary to support you!"

Luo Lan couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher, I'm so grateful that you are willing to teach me for free."

"Okay, let's start."

"good!"
Chapter completed!