Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

Ninety-seven years of the Yumia Empire.

The sun elves suddenly emerged, and a group of special troops appeared. They entered the elf capital, Silvermoon City, and brought a violent shock to the entire Yumia elf empire.

"Flying eagle archer?"

"A elf knight riding a special monster?"

In the streets of the royal capital, they saw two powerful elves in special dresses, and the elves who entered the city greeted them. They couldn't help but breathe quickly. Could they be the heroes of the elves? And still two?

Countless elves saw their eyes go straight, the sun elves are about to rise!

But in the next second, an even more terrifying thing happened. With the passing orders of the two special "elf heroes", an elite "elven hero" troop walked into the city slowly and neatly. , appearing in large numbers in the crowd.

National Elf Hero?

For the elves who have not seen the big scene, their minds are already blank.

But gradually, in the crowd, some elves from the palace whispered, "They are all ordinary elves of the sun elves. The one who walks in front of the strongest is the real sun elves hero - Druid Michina."

"Is it really the same as Emperor Yumia?" The elves were surprised, their curiosity inflated.

"It is said to be different. There is no hero altar. Once you die, you can't be resurrected. However, it is said that the sun elf tribe has a real sun elf hero who can be resurrected from the hero altar. Imichina. He created it all."

"Alchemist? A hero who can create elven heroes?"

"My God! Then she can turn me into a hero?"

The entire Silvermoon City was plunged into a boil.

Feeling that my worldview was shattered, I looked at these sun elves with envy, and the sun elves were also proud and walked forward with their heads held high, "Because of krypton gold, we are strong!"

"What is kryptonite?" the other pure elves asked.

In the next few days, I gradually learned that they came to join the war and round up the human race.

The addition of such a powerful new force has made the entire elf empire more than three times stronger?

After all, the previous elves were only supported by Yumia, and the rest were ordinary elves. The advantages were not great, and the growth period of human beings was too fast.

Now the total number of elves is only three or four thousand. They live on less than one percent of the land. What about humans? Hiding in various mountains and hidden forests, there are already tens of thousands of them, and they are still crazy. Growth, after each major cleaning, is like a hundred-footed worm that dies and does not become stiff.

On the Palace of the Elf King.

"The sun elf, the new elf hero. Alchemist Keiya." The Great Elf Emperor Yumia frowned slightly and said coldly: "Already waiting outside for an audience? Then let her go to the palace to meet the emperor!"

Brush pull.

After a while, the alchemist Keia strode into the palace, and he really saw this elf emperor with his own eyes.

He looked up, and a domineering coercion rushed towards him, "This Yumia is the real Yumia! I can feel her terror, her powerful personality, and her decisiveness in killing. Heart!"

This is more like a genuine product. In contrast, someone who uses external force is a fake elf emperor.

bang!

A pair of exquisite black boots with noble gold patterns fell to the ground.

The next second, the elf emperor Yumia suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and her long white legs were as delicate as jade.

"If I don't resist, I will die!"

A horrific thought appeared in Qiu Mingshan's mind, but he had no ability to resist. He was instantly kicked to the ground, one foot stepped on his face, and a terrifying spicy smell came.

"It tastes good." Keiya lay on the ground, her nose twitched, and she sniffed, "Your foot side dishes should be good for your meal."

Yumia's face turned cold.

Bang!

Her feet turned into afterimages and kicked him away, "Aren't you afraid of my coercion!?"

"Not afraid." Keiya laughed.

But her face was pale, and she was obviously not feeling well. In order to get close to the most powerful elf emperor in the legend, she had already obtained her personal clothes behind the scenes and collected dander before arriving.

"I'm not afraid of you, because I already have your figure!" He took out a space ring made of the fruit of life, a bronze-colored Yumia, walked out slowly, and looked at her mechanically.

This is the cloned life he made with all his savings, and he also integrated other creatures and made improvements.

"Bold, dare to copy me Yumia." Yumia suddenly started and rushed towards the replica.

Both sides have terrifying coercion and the same ability.

The combat power of the clone has some other special abilities, and the pure combat power even surpasses it. Qiu Mingshan thought that the speed of the car would at least be a tie, but he never imagined that this clone of Yumia would not fight back from beginning to end. Power.

dong dong dong!

A pair of legs is like a violent wind and rain, combined with the poisonous wheel, it is so subtle that it is unbelievable.

In less than ten moves, the clone was instantly defeated.

"This is a terrifying fighting genius!" He watched his alchemy puppet lose, his mind was a little blank, "I have walked out of my own path over the years, and the demon hunter of the year appeared in front of her, I am afraid that I will fight alive in an instant. To die, and then to be caught alive, doesn't need my help at all."

Sure enough, the artificial human made by himself was perfectly copied, but he had no fighting intelligence.

"The elf emperor spares his life, and the little wishes come down!"

After a while, Qiu Mingshan surrendered at a speed, able to bend and stretch.

"Remember, there will only be one Emperor Yumia in the future, and you are not allowed to copy me." Yumia sat back on the elf throne and said coldly.

"Is there really only one?" Qiu Mingshan said quickly.

Yumia was stunned, and looked at him meaningfully, "It seems that you are not as ulterior motive as the last traitor, you have won the trust of the ancient elves, and have already told you the matter, then, I can also trust you before. Yumia lost her glory, betrayal of the elves is our greatest shame, she is dead, I am the only king of elves in this world, the god of elves, Yumia, forever guarding the glory of our elves."

Qiu Mingshan looked at the elf emperor at a speed, as if he saw a powerful elf monarch, the real rise of a elf age.

"The times, maybe I don't need to interfere, it will go the way it should."

On the other side, the Demon Hunter was still looking at the woodcutter.

This young woodcutter, with sharp-nosed monkey cheeks, a face that covers the sky, has a ferocious appearance, and two tiger teeth stick out of his lips, like fangs.

He watched in secret for days and found him huddled in a thatched hut outside the elf town.

For the elves who love beauty, he looks extremely ugly, not to mention that he is an elves traitor, and the offspring produced by combining with humans, the elves will throw him an axe and let him go up the mountain to chop wood in exchange for food.

The young man didn't hold any resentment. He knew the pain that humans brought to the elves. As long as they exchanged firewood, those beautiful elves could give him food and allow him to live here. It was already very kind.

On this day, he went up the mountain again.

Bang bang bang!

After the deformed boy chopped wood, he frantically swung his machete and chopped a huge black stone. The arms holding the axe twitched slightly, and the palms began to ooze blood due to the impact.

He has a penchant for chopping stones and swings his axe thousands of times a day.

Slash!

Slash!

The blood of the arm is seeping, the pain is tearing the body, but it feels good to face death like this, as long as you slash wildly, you can forget your race, status, gender, origin, and appearance.

No need to pay attention to anything.

It's a great feeling to just slash.

After dark, he returned to the room and handed the firewood to the elf. He continued to curl up in the room, waiting silently for the next day.

Over the past few days, Irfan has been observing this young man with a peculiar life style, and found that his physique has an amazing atavism phenomenon, and there are signs of ancestral witches. He slashes his axe thousands of times every day, his hands are bleeding like this, he is obviously not welcome, he has hatred in his body, but he doesn't hold any resentment at all, stupid and monotonous, all the points in his mind are added. In the physique? This self-abuse is still alive."

It's unbelievable.

His demon avatar was constructed in imitation of the ancestral witch's avatar, and this young man was even more in line with the bloodline of the ancestral witch's avatar.

"The physical talent is extremely strong, and he is still a lunatic, but his mind seems a little stupid." None of these species that can evolve potential is really capable of fighting, and they still have to rely on indigenous genius.

Thinking of this, he quickly flew down and looked at the young man.

The young man was chopping boulders, slightly startled, and looked up.

"Are you a strong human race? Are you the legendary ancestor Arthur?" The ugly boy dropped the blood-soaked axe and was shocked.

Arthur is the first human being in the world, the ancestor of all races, and the only sixth-order powerhouse who can fly.

"You can think so." Irfan tempted: "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my parents are in love with each other, and I was taken into a tree prison. I live in a town, and the elves call me ugly human A Chou." The ugly boy was a little ashamed of the name, and was taciturn.

"You want to have power, fame, power, anything and everything?" Irfan took out the usual routines of demons.

"I don't want it." The boy shook his head. "The elves are very good to me. Even if I am the enemy's child, they still didn't drive me out of the town. Even when the patrol came, they pretended not to know me."

"You don't have what you want?" Irfan was stunned.

The first time I met a child who had no desires and no desires, it seemed that he was slashing at the stone. Is it his monotonous joy and fun to the limit?

Is this guy a masochist?

As long as you slash, you will feel hearty and happy?

"What do I want?" The young A Chou was startled, "I want to see my parents, but I have no way to practice magic."

"Irfan was stunned, and immediately sensed his body, and found that he was indeed faulty and could not take the path of Dharma cultivation.

Because his physique returned to his ancestors, he was closer to the terrifying ancestral witch physique, so there was no way to cultivate the law system and sense the magic net.

It's just a pity that this ugly boy like a beast has no way to practice the nine-turn profound art, and his wisdom is too low.

"Then stop the war, and let elves and humans live in harmony. I don't have any exercises, only simple physical exercises." He thought about it, and gave him the nine-turn profound art, "If you don't learn it, Yes, you can only practice the body training exercises, right?"

"Okay." The boy remained silent.

On the other side, deep in the ground, Di Qi, who was covered by the thick crust, opened his eyes slightly, "Interesting. Is the Alchemy Factory of Life? Very good, but it's mine now."

"I have referenced it countless times before I understand the principle, and I simulated this weird replica life with Taoism, learned his creation life, caught three people, elves, demon races, plus the blood of our ancestor witch, experimented. It took countless times to artificially hybridize an ugly boy with mixed blood, but unfortunately it is very imperfect, with low combat power and low intelligence, but every intelligent life is unique, Ah Chou hopes you can surprise me."