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Chapter 261 The night is coming

One hundred and nineteen years of the Yumia Elf Empire.

Human Arthur led all classes of the human race to surrender.

In this negotiation between humans and elves, the concepts of humanity and divinity completely broke out in the dispute.

Emperor Yumia recognized the incompleteness and violent flaws of the human species and determined to destroy mankind.

The battle between humans and elves over the concept of "humanity and divinity" is destined to be recorded in history.

Thousands of years later, people opened the history "Chronicles of the Yumia Empire", which clearly recorded the "Conference of Bilomon":

[Human beings are a new race that was corrupted by two elves who stole the forbidden fruit. They are violent, arrogant, and have lost their divinity. The Yumian Elf Great wants to destroy them with iron-blooded means]

Three days later, Arthur challenged the Elf Emperor of Yumia. This was the last powerless resistance of mankind.

“Are we going extinct?”

In the countless battles before the surrender, almost half of the strong men died, leaving only the elderly and children. In the human towns deep in the mountains, countless women held their children.

That night, countless towns were torn to pieces, with houses in ruins and crumbling walls, and cries and screams could be heard amidst the flickering lights.

The end is coming, and no one can be optimistic about Arthur, the ancestor of mankind.

Yumia still has not reached the legendary seventh level. She has entered the level of the Elf Ancient Tree of Life. She is still the sixth level, and Arthur is also the sixth level, but the gap is too big.

As an ordinary sixth-level human with no talent, Arthur can't possibly be a match for the elf hero Yumia!

The end of the world has come, and all human beings are in panic.

They huddled in the house, some kind people hugged their daughters and wives, and enjoyed the last supper, while some extreme people and evil people fell completely into madness, burning, killing, and looting, and wanted to do all the evil things before they died.

There are countless pessimists who couldn't help crying when they saw the scene of these thugs committing crimes.

"Oh my God! Are they crazy? At the last moment, they actually attacked our own people! They are simply intelligent and cruel beasts!"

"Perhaps the Elf Great Emperor Yumia was right when he said that we are weak and surrender when facing the strong, and cruelly draw swords when facing the weak. Our race is like an intelligent beast, selfish and greedy. In just a few hundred years, our tribes and towns have...

Thieves, robbers, licentious criminals, and all kinds of insidious frauds were born, and even we humans living in cities and towns suffered from them."

"In the city of elves, no one has ever been a bad person. They are perfect, kind, and free from disease and pain. They can completely trust each other, let go of spiritual communication, and live a wonderful and desirable life together in the woods."

"Our ancestors stole the forbidden fruit of life from the Paradise of Paradise and gave birth to our incomplete race. We should not have come to this world. It's time to end it."

"What a curse! What a curse!"

An old man with white hair burst into tears watching the thugs commit the crime and shouted angrily: "No wonder God will punish us sinners who stole the forbidden fruit and crush our spines!!"

Pessimists are spreading pessimism and panic, and they are becoming more dense in this land of night.

But before disaster strikes, there are still those who are determined!

Wearing heavy armor and holding giant swords, one by one strong human beings began to kill the criminal thugs one by one. Blood was spilled on them. They lifted their heads and roared unwillingly at the crowd:

"The human race has glory!"

"We humans have the indomitability of humans!"

"As long as it exists, it has the meaning of existence."

"We have fallen! We have lost our divinity! But human nature is complicated. There are evil people and good people. We kill the evil ones ourselves. I don't believe that our human race has no value in existence! Humanity still exists with brilliance! Write vast historical poems for us!

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"Human nature is complex. It is undeniable that some people transform into beasts, and some transform into gods. But more, it depends on ourselves. Whether we are gods or beasts is just a matter of human nature."

On the night when war was finally declared, too many riots broke out, with flames rising into the sky, crazy roars, and all kinds of terrible dark turmoil.

Cowardice and courage become two types of people here.

Wow.

The firelight flickered in the dark night.

Irfan and Gilna walked through the burning town, with burning, killing and looting everywhere.

He saw all kinds of things in the world.

There was a devout white-haired old man kneeling on the ground, succumbing to his fate, praying that his race would be destroyed.

He saw a huge man with a ferocious face, holding a bloody butcher knife, in a burning house, with a crazy and violent face, and brandished the knife at a young mother holding a baby.

He also saw a strong man wearing armor who spontaneously formed a guard, rose up in anger, and massacred the thugs.

Suddenly, in the light of the fire, a gray-haired old man came up and asked, "Are you Irfan, the ancestor of mankind?"

"I" he was startled, looking at the disaster-ridden old man who was momentarily absent-minded, "I'm not, you admit it wrong, I'm just an ordinary traveler who fled with his wife."

"Oh." The white-haired old man flashed with disappointment, turned his head and left tremblingly.

"I" Irfan put his hand on his chest and took a long time to catch his breath, "I'm so cowardly, I actually"

He looked at the suffering on this land.

These all happened because of him, but he didn't want to bear and face everything. He was afraid and panicked.

He was calculating from the beginning and thought he would win, but he made a mistake and was tricked by the Ancient Tree of Life. It would be great if he won, but if he made a mistake, he should take responsibility for his mistakes and failures, but he was unwilling to do so.

Take responsibility for your mistakes and pay the price.

He created an entire population, but failed to create an environment for them, overthrowing the rule of the ancient trees, leaving them on the verge of extinction.

He understands that he has always been weak, has been struggling internally, has never succeeded, and is a complete loser.

In reality, he is an office worker who is bullied by his boss and colleagues all day long. So in reality, he swallows his anger and does not dare to insult others. When he comes back from work, on the Internet, he chooses to strike hard and insult netizens. He is full of enthusiasm and pours out all his words.

resentment.

But after all, he has a very powerful talent, and in the game "Spore Evolution", he has also put it to use, successfully evolving species.

He smiled bitterly, "I have always felt that God was unfair and let me miss my talent. But now I can only admit that not everyone with talent can become a hero and shoulder everything. I don't have the corresponding bravery. I am incomparable in reality."

I'm weak, and even called a keyboard warrior on the Internet, but the mistake I made is the one I made. It's time for me to bear the responsibility for the rise and fall of the human race and stand up completely!"

That terrifying Yumia has become too powerful over the years. Now that he appears in front of her, he will definitely die.

"But even so, even though I know I'm going to die, I still want to die." He trembled all over.

He told himself: This is a sin he committed and needs to be repaid!

But after a night of thinking, the sky ushered in dawn, and his blood that was not afraid of death gradually cooled down. He couldn't help but think: "I can't be stupid. I will only die if I go. It's better to take some remaining things with me."

Human race, continue to hide, so that Gilna and I can travel together again and live a happy life."

He still succumbed to strength.

He suddenly told himself: He had endured it so many times before, why would it be better to endure it just one more time now, so that he could continue to be with Gilna?

My world is too humble, no one can think highly of me, I can only vent on the Internet, but it doesn't matter now, I already have someone I like, as long as I still have Gilna, no matter what I have to do to be with Gilna

The price, what kind of infamy should I bear?

He turned around and wanted to pull Gilna away, but Gilna threw his hand away.

"you!?"

Irfan looked at her blankly, his face filled with disbelief that the gentle and kind-hearted Gilna actually chose to defy him.

"I always thought that the Great Emperor of Yumia, whom I once liked, rose up with the elves. He was brave, fearless, kind and responsible. But maybe I was wrong. I saw it wrong." Gilna looked at him with tears streaming down her face.

She wailed, "That's our child."

The reality is cruel. Not everyone can carry the heavy burden. Mu Mu is just an ordinary person in reality, not one in ten thousand heroes.

Looking at the long tide of history, it takes extraordinary people to possess the courage that is unique among all people, knowing that death is still coming out in the face of death.

For this type of people, there are only two outcomes.

The first one becomes a hero.

The second type becomes a martyr.

"he's gone."

Arthur was wearing heavy armor and holding a metal giant sword tightly, his voice was somewhat lonely.

A voice came from the shadows, "Our father, he can steal the forbidden fruit, which means he is the first greedy and sinful intelligent life in this world. He is afraid of death. This is the most normal thing. This is a normal person."

Human beings have us precisely because of our father. We are also hesitant in our hearts, filled with fear, fear, and cowardice."

"Are you really going to help me?" Arthur asked.

A voice came from the shadows, "You are dead. With the iron blood of Emperor Yumia, the next ones will be us races hiding underground. Let us brothers fight decisively with Emperor Yumia for the sake of mankind and the demon race!"

Cowardice and courage are still two types of people here.


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