Lord of Plenty

"The Dark Realm actually exists? But isn't it sealed?"

Kun was shocked.

In the ancient elves' book "Chronicles of Mythology", the strange place of the Dark Realm was recorded in detail. It is said that this world is dim, desolate and withered, and nothing exists, so it is called the Dark Realm, also called the 'Dark Star'.

It was once the nest of many Chaos Demons, and was later sealed by the ancient gods. The entrance has long disappeared on the Yongxu Continent.

This place was only a legend even in the era of the ancient elves. According to the words of the Yimi tribe elder, the destruction of the ancient elf dynasty and the burning of the Mother Tree of Life were actually related to the Dark Realm?

"Is the New Day Festival still celebrated outside now?"

Yimi Yimi, the elder of the Yimi tribe, suddenly asked Kun a question that had nothing to do with their previous topic.

"Yes, not only the major kingdoms of the human race celebrate the New Sun Realm, but other races also celebrate it. It is a rare grand festival for all races of the continental civilization."

"But it seems that the creatures in the outside world have forgotten the original meaning of this festival." Yimiyier sighed slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Every time the dark world descends, the sun will be dyed black until the demons have slaughtered enough creatures and eaten their flesh and souls, and then they will leave, and the sun will return to its original state. In order to celebrate that their race can survive such a disaster, this festival is created, and it is also to let future generations not forget the horror of the demons that descend every three thousand years."

"Three thousand years."

Kun repeated the sentence with a heavy tone.

He is familiar with the history of the continent and has associated many things with this clear time point.

The history of human civilization on Yongxu Continent is about 2,700 years. The collapse of the ancient elf dynasty was about 3,000 years ago, and the time when the ancient elves ruled the continent is actually not much different from human civilization.

Further back, it was the ancient wild era when various giant dragons ruled the continent. This period lasted for about 12,000 years. However, during this period, there were several changes in power within the dragon clan, and the position of the Dragon King also changed several times. The time of the change was mostly 3,000 years, or multiples of 3,000 years.

Yimiyier continued to say:

"But this is not their fault. After all, who would have thought that the history of Yongxu Continent is actually a humiliating slave history, full of lies. Even the gods worshipped by various tribes are just the minions of the dark world demons. They are just puppets pushed out to make the sheep in the sheepfold give up resistance so that they can harvest lives and souls more conveniently when they come."

"The six gods are puppets, and they are still on the side of the dark world?"

Kun took a breath of cold air when he heard this, his mind was in a mess.

Although he did not believe in God, and even thought that the six gods were just a cover for the charlatans of the Church to reasonably extort wealth from believers, in his cognition, or the education he received from childhood to adulthood, the six gods were undoubtedly the righteous gods that protected hundreds of millions of people on the Yongxu Continent.

In fact, although Kun was not very fond of the six gods, he could not deny that the teachings of the Church were good, guiding people to be good, and taking it as their responsibility to promote light, greatness and justice and fight against evil.

When the Dansu Kingdom, which had a bad relationship with the Church of Light, was ravaged by the undead, the Church would take out the holy objects and send paladins to support and quell the disaster.

Although this kind of help was inevitable to promote the belief in the goddess of the sky and reasonably extend the power of the Church into the territory of the Dansu Kingdom, no one could deny the great contribution made by the Church to the stability and peace between the countries on the continent.

But if, according to the statement of the great elder of the Yimi tribe, the six gods were the minions and accomplices of the dark world demon god, then the significance of the existence of the Church was somewhat intriguing.

For the sheep in the sheepfold, the sheepdog is the guardian god who regulates their behavior and protects them from harassment by wolves.

But when the farmer raises the butcher knife to the sheep, will these sheepdogs continue to protect the sheep?

Kun's face was as gloomy as water, and he asked with a puzzled look:

"The elder summoned me here and told me these ancient secrets. I wonder what is the purpose? If the dark world is really as terrible as you said, it not only destroyed the ancient dragons and the ancient elf dynasty, but also drove and enslaved the six gods. What's the point of you telling these to a little wizard like me?"

"I just want to confirm one thing with you."

"Confirm one thing?" Kun was a little puzzled.

"You..., will you continue to resist?"

Imiyi'er, the great elder of the Yimi tribe, who has lived for an unknown number of years, looked at him dimly, as if he wanted to penetrate Kun's body and look directly into his soul.

"The dark world is different from the general world. It does not revolve around a certain sun, but follows a larger trajectory, wandering between the stars and many worlds. This time is about three thousand years of Yongxu Continent."

"Yongxu Continent is one of these worlds. It is regarded as a farm and farmland that can be harvested regularly by the demon gods of the dark world. The gods of the ancient times were unwilling to become slaves, so they rebelled, and the gods of the ancient times became the dust of history."

"The dragons were also unwilling to become slaves. The dragon race, which was once as numerous as birds in the sky, has withered to the point of being extinct from the continent."

"We, who were born under the mother tree, also decided to continue to resist. We formed a covenant to never betray, and jointly built great miracles and wonders to resist foreign enemies, and created the most brilliant and advanced magical civilization in the history of the mainland. , but you must already know our results.”

"From the ancient gods, to the ancient dragons, to the recent mother tree elves, generations have resisted, and generations have been mercilessly destroyed. But even if the body and soul are completely destroyed, only the unyielding will is the fire. According to legend, it will never fade.”

"So I want to ask, even if there is no hope, even if many tribesmen will die, and there is even the risk of annihilation, will you continue to resist?"

"..."

silence.

There is only silence.

Kun naturally wanted to straighten his spine and yell, of course he had to resist. Grandma, I will destroy anyone who dares to stop me from farming.

But the problem is that he personally cannot represent the opinions of all humans on the Yongxu Continent. Even in the Dansu Kingdom, the only people who are willing to listen to him are the people in the Fengrao Territory, and there are only a thousand more people.

After leaving the Plenty Territory, he was still the most disliked son of the Marquis family.

The Kingdom of Dansu is only one of the kingdoms of humans, and humans are just one of the most prosperous civilized races on the continent. There is no comparison at all with the ancient elves and ancient dragons that once ruled the entire continent.

Even if humans have ruled the entire continent, based on Kun's understanding of the noble rulers, if the death of some humble slaves and civilians can satisfy the appetite of those demon gods, they will probably be quite happy to accept the rule of those demon gods.

Anyway, those demon gods in the dark world only come out once every three thousand years, so why risk your life to fight a battle with little chance of winning? This is too stupid, isn't it?

"I see."

It was hard to tell whether it was disappointment or loneliness on his face. Yimi Yier, who got the answer from the silent Kun, said slowly:

"Without the source of life from the mother tree, we, who were born as guardians of the forest, no longer have newborns. This last village of the Yimi tribe will soon disappear completely from this continent like our brothers. Above."

"But I still want to thank you for helping us expel the undead in the ruins. You will always be the most distinguished guest of our Yimi tribe. I sincerely hope that when the dark world comes and the sun loses its light, disaster will not befall you. body."

Kun stood up and gave a noble farewell salute to the respectable elder Yimi Yier.

"I'm just a fourth-level mage. My status and power are not high among human nations. I don't have the ability to save the world. I don't think I can change anything by myself. The biggest problem in this life is My wish is nothing more than to create a garden where I can live in peace and concentrate on studying magic.”

"But I will do my best to protect my territory and my people from any danger or harm from the outside world, even if he is the Six Gods, even if he is the devil in the dark world, this is me, Alan Quin , it is my obligation as the Lord of Plenty, and it is also the unchanging promise I have sworn to the truth.”

"If possible, I would like to, as Lord of the Harvest Lord, exchange our needs with the Yimi clan and sign a mutual aid and defense treaty, so that when disaster strikes, we can support each other and tide over the difficulties together."

The great elder Yimi Yier was unexpectedly reasonable and agreed to Kun's request simply.

Perhaps in his opinion, since the extinction of the race is inevitable, it is better to let the people live a better life in their last days.

As proof of the good relationship between the Fenghuo Territory and the Yimi tribe, Kun found the three-tribe covenant stone tablet from the ruins and gave it back to the Yimi tribe as a token.

But the return gift token given by the Yimi tribe made Kun, who had always been calm, lose his composure.

"It turns out that the missing Mother Tree of Life seed in the elven ruins was not destroyed by the undead, but was hidden by the Yimi tribe first."

Kun, who was sitting on Mengyu's back and playing with a pale golden shriveled seed in his hand, had never lowered his lips since he left the village of the Yimi clan.

This means that willows planted with intention will fail, but willows planted without intention will make shade.

What he had been thinking about for more than ten years did not expect that it would come into his hands in this way.

"Three thousand years of time have passed, and this seed that once contained a huge amount of vitality has lost the possibility of germination."

The Yimi tribe is good at cultivating plants, but after so many years, they still cannot cultivate this seed into a new mother tree of life. It is estimated that the great elder Yimi Yier gave up completely and gave this thing to him.

Kun also tried it, injecting his unique fertile magic power into the seed in his hand.

It's like filling a bottomless pit with stones, and nothing can be done.

However, as the only God of Abundance and the legendary Archmage on the continent, he is not completely helpless.

The simplest one with the highest success rate is to use the power of the Seal of Abundance to find a seed with massive vitality and fuse it with the dried Mother Tree of Life seed in his hand that has completely lost its vitality.

Before invading the spirit world, Kun might still have a headache, where can he find a tree species of the same level as the seed of the Mother Tree of Life for fusion.

But right now, it’s already available.