When the chaotic races headed by the human race had not yet risen, their living environment was naturally far less comfortable and generous than they are now. It can even be said that under the deliberate suppression of the innate race, the creatures of all races either became blood food, slaves, or puppets of believers... Even those who could escape by chance were all scattered in the Ninth Realm Ring and even a corner of the boundless chaos, were in panic all day long, and the living conditions were extremely difficult and harsh.

Some remote mountain village.

The moonlight shone in the courtyard made of bluestone. A young human dressed in coarse linen was polishing a bronze sword. From time to time, a young woman looked around the door and shed tears silently at the young man.

The youth is coming.

Gently wiped away the tears from her face and said warmly: "I'm going to go to war tomorrow, why are you crying?"

"Don't you have to go?"

"This battle is related to our human fortune."

The young man said seriously: "If you win this battle, both you and our children will live a good life and you will not have to spend every day in fear, and..."

The topic changed.

He smiled again and said, "There is senior Guan Chao here in this battle. We will not lose, nor can we lose."

“…”

The woman didn't say anything, nor did she ask what would happen if she lost the battle. She just trembled and stuffed an ancient and old amulet into her husband's clothes.
Chapter completed!