Shepherding Humanity

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The giant black Rock was full of cracks.

One slash.

Another slash.

From the time ah Chou started practicing until now, it had already been more than 30 years. Day after day, year after year, every day, other than eating and sleeping, he would swing the blade. He was like a robot, swinging the blade for more than 10 hours every day.

His saber still looked ancient and simple. It was straight and there was nothing fancy about it. It was so simple that one could see through it at a glance.

He doesn’t have any distracting thoughts. Swinging the blade can make him happy. That’s the only meaning in his life.

This was everyone’s evaluation of him.

It was said that ah Chou was a human sent by ancestor Irfan. He seemed to have some kind of combat form and had the same great potential as ancestor Irfan.

In the beginning, Arthur took great care of him. After all, he was as powerful as a High Elf. The first time he saw him, he had reached the 4th rank. At that time, Arthur saw that the young man liked to wave that ugly axe all day, so he gave him a sharp long knife.

Thus, ah Chou casually threw down his axe and began to swing his blade.

However, he gradually discovered that ah Chou didn’t seem to have a battle form. He only had this ugly human body. Moreover, after 30 years, his cultivation would drop out of thin air every once in a while, and he would remain at the fifth step.

Gradually, Arthur was disappointed in him and didn’t care anymore.

This was a human with a low IQ, even like a fool. When you talked to him, he just listened quietly and waved his knife without any reaction.

"This is what we humans are lacking! Not only will they be troubled by diseases, but they will also have some deformed children.” Some people looked forward to the perfect form of elves.

Even after countless years, some people gradually developed a habit. If they had things that they couldn’t communicate with others, they would secretly tell it to ah Chou, who was waving his sword. They would act as if they didn’t hear their repentance, thoughts, and prayers. They would continue to wave their swords, and they wouldn’t tell anyone their secrets.

The stupid ah Chou was a very qualified audience.

Gradually, after 30 years, he got the name “listening ah Chou.”

Many people would develop the habit of praying and telling stories. Even some thieves and thugs would come to ah Chou because there was no one to show off. They would tell him about their proud achievements and then continue to steal.

Every day, ah Chou brandished his saber at the same spot on the mountain, forming a beautiful scenery.

He could hear many dirty and evil things that many people would never hear in their entire lives, the pure love thoughts of young girls, the repentance of the old, the troubles of the strong in cultivation, the hardships of the poor …

Ah Chou had heard so much about the trivialities of life in the mortal world, the good and evil of human nature, but it was as if he hadn’t heard anything. His knife was still steady and unaffected by the mortal world. He accurately and repeatedly struck the blade.

Wielding the blade seemed to be ah Chou’s entire life.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

In front of a huge cliff, ah Chou was still brandishing his saber.

At this time, the end of humanity had arrived. Many people were standing behind him, praying. It was far more than the entire number of people in the past 30 years. The elderly, women, children, and the adults were all praying devoutly before their deaths.

This was the psychological comfort that they had developed over the past thirty years, and it still continued.

Before this, they had come alone and secretly shared their thoughts when there was no one around. However, in the face of death, there was no need to hide any secrets or care about other people’s gazes. Everyone was mumbling to themselves, and there was only one person they could talk to: Ah Chou was listening.

Clang clang clang!

Ah Chou waved his axe, still not sensing anything. He continued to wave his blade amidst the sounds of countless people.

The first day after the declaration of war passed.

Countless people were praying and recounting the day’s experiences. Some of the thugs had gone mad and burned, killed, and pillaged everywhere, but they were stopped by the human warriors. This was the darkest day of disaster.

The second day passed.

On this day, the People’s safety was guaranteed. People walked from chaos to stability and began to pray for the last time in their lives. In front of ah Chou, people gradually began to talk to each other, communicate, discuss, and sob.

Even the thieves, secret-keepers, and bandits were confessing to the crowd, wailing and crying.

They also discovered a terrifying thing: There seemed to be more than one ah Chou.

"What? there’s also a ah Chou on the mountain in your tribe? He’s continuously swinging his saber?”

"Ah Chou didn’t escape with us refugees from the distant mengtu mountain range. Instead, he’s been here all this time?”

"On our side, there’s also an ah Chou who kept swinging his blade. We all call him the foolish ah Chou! Let’s also talk to him about our worries!”

"That’s what we call slow ah Chou! It’s almost the same!”

"Your tribe, our tribe … In total, there are four ah Chou’s?”

…..

Clang!

Clang clang!

Ah Chou was still brandishing his blade.

But the praying people fell into a strange state.

In the past, the human tribes were quite primitive and scattered in the dense forest, hiding from the elves ‘pursuit. They were almost not in contact with each other. Even Masters like Arthur did not have the time to communicate with all the tribes. Now that the great catastrophe had broken out, only a small number of refugees were left. When people exchanged information, they discovered this terrifying fact.

"Ah Chou, are you really so foolish?”

"Who is he …”

The third day arrived.

The humans were still praying, but no one was calm, because today was the final battle. Arthur of the human race challenged the elven Emperor yumia, and it would determine the fate of the humans.

At this very moment.

The sky was shaking, and the leaves were rustling.

A faint ray of light shone through the clouds, and a trace of holy white light sprinkled down on the valley like a sharp arrow. The eleven great ancient existences all focused their eyes on this land of the mortal world.

"The war is about to end …”

Our hands are stained with blood, but we will spend the rest of our lives in repentance …

Countless horned Eagles and huge chimeras flew in the sky above behemoth. They were like huge shadows of wings wandering among the White clouds. Countless elves murmured, but no one dared to get close to the battlefield. No one dared to get close to the pressure of Emperor Yumiya.

In the mountain range not far away, countless people, residents of every town and tribe, stood on high ground and looked down at the battlefield in the valley.

"When our ancestors stole the forbidden fruit … When we were born in the mortal world … ‘When we are deprived of our divinity …’ Immersed in the sea of bitterness of life …”

A faint folk song passed down in the human tribe could be heard, spreading around the entire Valley. The notes trembled and flowed into the sharp ears of the high Elves.

Almost the entire Valley was filled with a sad Elegy at the same time.

"We don’t have a choice,” Arthur, a human swordsman in a huge black armor, held a huge sword in his hands and stabbed it into the ground. He looked at Emperor Yumiya and smiled freely.

"We brothers will fight together.”

One of the demons was tall, covered in flames, and had two twisted, spiral goat horns on his head. The demon, lur, was also standing on the spot. yumia, you might not be able to win against us brothers.

"Is this your last bit of strength?”

Emperor Yumiya’s expression was calm. Her legs were bare, and fire spells covered them.

BOOM!

He kicked in the air, causing large amounts of sweat to fall. The sweat turned into ripples and flickered as if he was breathing. It was as if a huge invisible web of pressure had enveloped the valley and pressed down in all directions.

Even the horned Eagle Knights in the sky and the humans on the mountain peak not far away felt a huge pressure invading them. They could not open their eyes and their breathing was stopped. They bent down in pain.

Huala!

Countless gray clouds started to roil, forming a thin red mushroom cloud in the air. The mushroom cloud slowly stirred and gathered, forming a face that turned into a massive statue of a black elf girl.

The huge statue stood on the ground with a smile on its face. Its hands were wrapped around the wheel of poison. Its whole body was red, clear and exquisite, as if it was the only true God in the world. It was like the Statue of Liberty, an ancient miracle that stood on the valley.

All the living beings in the valley felt their spirits shake, and they felt a great piercing pain. The overwhelming and violent air pressure made it impossible for them to breathe.

A Dragon’s might that far surpasses that of a giant dragon, the condensed might … The song of shadows.” Arthur looked at the invincible elven Emperor, the legendary ultimate existence, the God of elves, and his expression turned bitter.

They had originally thought that they were qualified to fight, but who knew that they had long been left in the dust.

Just this terrifying pressure and the huge condensed form of aura made them unable to open their eyes. Any backup plans they left behind were useless.

I’m not tyrannical. Killing is just to bring peace to us. I’ll let the two of you die a painless death, including all humans.

Ymir’s eyes swept across the room, and his cold gaze landed on them. He waved his hand.

Bang!

Ymir’s figure flickered like a ghost.

Arthur’s and Ruhr’s bodies seemed to have been smashed by an invisible force, and they were quickly sent flying on the ground. Large amounts of blood seeped out of their bodies, and they were severely injured in an instant.

"No!” A ray of blue light came from afar and landed on the two of them.

Gilna knelt down and picked up her two children, blocking the way.

"Jilna …” A complicated look flashed across Ymir’s face.

In the end, her expression gradually turned cold. This was a battle of positions. She knew that she had to bear the name of iron and blood, be cold and ruthless, in order to bring peace to the elves.

BOOM!

The huge wind pressure flickered again, and the overwhelming violent attack crushed toward the three of them.

In the next second, circles of light appeared in the sky, and the blood-red ripples turned into flames as they rapidly attacked. A tall demon’s true form landed on the ground. In the end, ilfan had come. He could truly become a demon and be selfish, but he still couldn’t let go of Gilna. That was all he had.

"Let’s go!” He growled, his eyes bloodshot.

The current Ymir was already in disbelief. If it wasn’t for the fact that she didn’t have a path to the seventh step, she would have found her way to the next step.

"You’ve finally appeared,” Yomir said calmly.

"Hurry up and run!”

Yerfan roared again!

Kachaa …

In the next second, his entire demon body was sent flying.

At this moment, the earth held its breath, and the horned Eagle archers in the sky were silent. Seeing this devastating battle, they knew that the curtain was about to fall.

On the mountaintop, the mournful folk songs of the tribe came to an abrupt end.

Peng Peng Peng!

In a certain mountain village, there were still people surrounding ah Chou.

Although they didn’t know the situation of the war, they were still carrying out their final prayers. Wails, repentance, and all kinds of voices rose and fell.

Ah Chou slowly opened his eyes, as if he had sensed something. He suddenly looked around and asked with a complicated expression, ” “You guys say … In this world, did God or man first exist?”

Ah Chou actually spoke!

Countless people were trembling as they looked at him.

Was there a God or a human first?

The answer was unquestionable.

After all, humans were the lives of gods who had stolen the forbidden fruit, lost their divinity, and fallen.

"But I’ve been listening to you talk for a long time … Kindness, love and hate, killing, stealing, and pride … It seems to me that only the people in this world can have a God.” Ah Chou’s words were simply treasonous. humans are more complete than gods. Divinity is only one side of humans. It seems that the elves extracted the divinity of humans and turned them into an independent race. Because they were kind, gentle, and brave, they could protect them without worrying about betrayal. It was only when that unique existence appeared and stole the forbidden fruit that they became complete humans …

They?

Who was he referring to?

The surrounding humans were all trembling.

Foolish ah Chou …

The silent ah Chou …

He never spoke. He just silently chopped the huge rock.

However, his words were earth-shattering and earth-shattering!

Ah Chou raised his head and looked at the sky where the leaves were swaying. The mottled sunlight shone down on the earth, and his voice was extremely penetrating, as if it had turned into a beam of light that pierced into the sky. divinity and bestiality are all human nature.

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the world was shaking.

All the leaves in the sky started to shake.

"So it’s true. I understand now …”

A faint voice rang out. Ah Chou silently stuck several huge blades that looked like red flags on his back, then disappeared on the spot.

"It’s time to end this …”

At this moment, Ymir suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He felt a transparent figure approaching him silently, bringing with it a bone-piercing chill.

She suddenly turned her head and used her spiritual power to sense. She saw a translucent figure hidden in the air, as if there was a translucent air barrier between them.

"Wind steps.”

A simple and unadorned blade quickly fell, cutting a huge trench in the ground.

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