Western Fantasy: From the Eagle Tribe to the Angel Empire

Year 623 of the Troll Empire calendar.

Heres Peninsula.

House is a centaur noble territory in the north of the Centaur Kingdom.

A tall, strong, gray-haired centaur was standing in front of the manor's shooting range, drawing a bow and setting an arrow. His upper body was naked, and his muscle lines were as clear as sculptures.

One arrow after another was shot at the target a thousand meters away. Without any extraordinary power, it also shattered the target a thousand meters away from the manor.

However, the gray-haired centaur warrior did not feel any joy. Instead, he sighed heavily.

"Alas, I am getting old after all."

He is the centaur legend Chiron.

Chiron is not a spiritual genius, but he has extraordinary talent in skills.

Therefore, when he used more than a dozen weapons to fight against all the invincible opponents in the army, he was only at the master stage.

In his middle age, he achieved the level of hero through life and death battles and hard work.

It was extremely difficult for him to become a legend. If a strange and powerful man hadn't helped him, he would have died of old age before becoming a legend.

But even if it becomes a legend, in the high-intensity war between elves and trolls, as a legend, it has a heavier task.

Several serious injuries over the years have exhausted his life, and today, he is already very old!

For example, this time, he had just retired from the front line after being seriously injured and was recuperating so that he could appear in the manor in his hometown.

Chiron has great ambitions and wants to see the scenery of higher-level units.

The pinnacle of the human world, the legend is not a demigod, and will die.

He doesn't want to die!

As he lamented alone.

A faint voice sounded in front of him.

"Chiron, follow me, and you will not die of old age, but will reach a higher realm."

Chiron was shocked.

Being able to appear behind him silently was beyond his imagination.

In his mind, an incredible thought arose!

He quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged man with black hair and golden eyes and a majestic face appearing in front of him.

"You are?"

Chiron asked.

"I?"

The middle-aged man laughed and pointed at the faint blue moon in the sky.

"I am it!"

He is the Lord of the Dark Moon, a powerful god who has only ascended to the throne in recent years!

"Honor God!"

Chiron quickly bowed his head and maintained respect for the gods. This is what every living being must do, even if he is a hostile god.

"How about my suggestion?"

The middle-aged god continued to ask.

Centaur Chiron had a look of struggle on his face. Years of faith prevented him from betraying him. Besides, he still had some years left to live.

After hesitating for a long time, Chiron shook his head with difficulty and refused.

"Dear Lord of the Dark Moon, I'm sorry, I can't give up my faith, my country and my family!"

He thought Andalas would be angry because of this, but unexpectedly, Hades just smiled.

"Okay, I respect your choice now, Chiron. But twenty years from now, I will do it again and ask you one last time if you change your decision."

"Remember, this is your last chance!"

….

Year 640 of the Troll Empire.

The west coast of the Finorton continent.

A group of strange-looking creatures came by boat.

They have ant-like organs but human-shaped bodies.

They call themselves "Ant-men" and come from the Bonnis Peninsula in the Barod continent.

Come explore a different continent with Bonnis’ products and specialties.

It happened that their embarkation point was on the territory of the barbarian nobles on the west coast.

After years of changes, this group of barbarian nobles have acquired the cultivation and vision of nobles.

Even if they still believe in the Valkyrie, it does not affect them from becoming members of the Reinhard Kingdom.

They brought "Ant-Man" to the New Polek King City and started trade with "Ant-Man" and the Bonnis Peninsula.

As a result, the Reinhard Kingdom became rich from this trade, and its strength gradually became the strongest among the northern countries.

…

Troll Empire Calendar Year 642.

The long-lost snake people finally had a demigod appear, and they established the first snake people kingdom in the vast jungle land near the sea in the southwest corner of the continent of Flanders.

On the first day after the establishment of the Serpent Kingdom, Slak declared its submission to the Troll Empire.

And provided the Troll Empire with a team of tens of thousands of snake archers to go to Falling Star Lake to join the battle!

at the same time.

The snake people's feud and the eagle people have lost their royal court again.

A large number of hawks are scattered in the wilderness, accompanying Goblins and others.

…..

Troll Empire Calendar Year 643.

Chiron, who spent his military life, once again returned to Chiron Manor in the north of the kingdom.

This time.

He looks older.

One night.

When he stood under the starry sky and looked up at the three bright moons in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Chiron, Chiron, no matter how skilled you are in battle and how proud you are, you will still be reduced to a pile of withered bones in a hundred years.

At this time.

The majestic voice from twenty years ago came to mind again behind him.

"So, Chiron, you've made your decision?!"

Chiron turned around, looked at the great god of Hades in front of him, knelt on all fours, and swore allegiance to him.

"Great Lord of the Underworld, Chiron may crawl at your feet forever and ever!"

The Lord of the Dark Moon nodded with satisfaction.

"Wise decision, Chiron, you will not regret your choice."

"Then, come with me!"

"yes!"

So.

An illusory river appeared at the feet of Hades, with a boat floating on it.

The space they were in changed instantly, and they came to a deep and quiet place!

"Chiron, come up and row the boat for me!"

"Yes!"

And when the Centaur legend Chiron boarded the boat, holding the pole.

A great divinity sank into his body.

"Ferry the Styx!"

Thus, he became a demigod!