Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

The dwarves lived on the island from the beginning of their birth. They thought that the huge island was the whole world, and the mountains on the horizon were just a decoration like the stars in the sky. Until the first elf navigator Once they set foot on this sulfur-smelling island, they realized that there is a bigger world beyond the island.

At the same time, they also realized an urgent problem - if you are the only one in the world, then the name is meaningless to you, since there are other people in the world, you should have a name to distinguish yourself from others.In order to give this island that has lived for generations a name that everyone is satisfied with, they designed a voting system. Everyone can vote for the name of the island. Although there are not many gnomes, there are tens of thousands of them. Adults, in order to count such a huge number of votes, they designed a set of vote counting methods. When it was time to name them, they found that tens of thousands of people had tens of thousands of different names. No one had the patience to read so many names before voting. Their own sacred vote, so in order to reduce the number of candidate names, they decided to draw only a small number of lucky people to name them. In order to decide how many lucky people to choose, they decided to throw dice, and in order to decide how many times to throw dice, they fell into up the debate...

When the elves were about to set off for the return voyage, they still hadn't decided what to call the island. After hearing about it, the elf captain waved his hand impatiently: "Leave it alone."

The dwarves were shocked. They didn't expect that the elf would come up with such a beautifully pronounced name with such a special meaning as soon as he opened his mouth.So the name of the island was settled in this way, until a long time later when humans developed a common language, the island was also called "Leave it alone" according to its literal meaning in Elven language. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia·Geography"

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Under the moonlight, the four-legged demon leader is running towards the crack. Palos’s guess is correct. The demons who came from Titan World for reinforcements brought him new news. Barutan just wants to go back to Titan World right now. Prevent changes in the situation.

Kara actually didn't understand what demon Alkai wanted it to find, but it could understand some simple commands, and Palos manipulated the griffin to fly in the direction of the crack.

The location of the rift is not difficult to find - until now there are still demons running through the rift to the battlefield, flying in the direction they came from for a while, Palos saw a jungle that was trampled by the demon army in a mess, the ground was still scattered With some siege supplies that I didn't have time to carry.

Palos let the griffin land at the entrance of the rift. Several demons just came from the Titan world, and they were a little confused about the situation. Fortunately, none of them were particularly powerful species. Palos solved them by himself. Seeing the bad situation, the flying demon flew into the air and was about to escape, but the griffin chased after it.

Ballutan arrived soon, and Palos held his sword in front of him: "Balutan! You don't want to leave!"

"Get out of the way! Human!" Barutan didn't intend to stop at all, while running, he used two of his four hands to pull out the big sword on his back, and slashed down with the momentum of the sprint.

It was almost as tall as two Palos, and as long as three Palos crossing over. Of course, Palos didn't dare to take the sword head-on. One rolled and dodged, and Balutan ran past him, even They don't want to waste time trampling this overpowered ant to death.

But when it came to the rift and was about to pass through the rift, it discovered that a strange force disturbed the magic in the environment, making it unable to pass through the rift as usual.

"What did you do?!" Balutan was startled and angry, and Palos looked at him with his sword raised as if facing a formidable enemy, and repeated: "You don't want to leave here!"

"Looking for death!" Barutan roared and rushed over. He didn't know what method Palos used to disrupt the magic position, but killing this human should solve the problem, and it won't take long.

The basic prerequisite for Balutan to become the leader of the demon is its amazing combat power. The demon swung the giant sword as easily and flexibly as Palos used an ordinary long sword. When he was on the ground, it was like cutting into cheese with a table knife, and even a stone could be cut in half. Palos had no doubt that even this set of armor representing the highest skill of the elves could not stop any blow from the demon leader.

And Palos had almost exhausted his physical strength in the previous defense battle, and his dodge soon became more and more reluctant.

The knight in black armor dodged another slash in embarrassment. Barutan almost admired this tenacious human being, but it only wanted a quick victory, so it accelerated the pace of attack.

Palos also wanted to make a quick decision. The longer the delay, the more unfavorable the situation would be for him. However, under Barutan's onslaught, he could hardly find any chance to counterattack. He is flexible and cautious, and his strength may be dozens of times that of him. He is obviously no match for this demon leader.

Palos began to feel hopeless again, he ran over rashly, thinking he could do something, but in fact he couldn't do anything, Balutan would kill him, and then the holy words of exorcism would be useless, the demon leader was delayed A few minutes later, it will return to the world of Titans, and it will find Avondel and overwhelm the lonely mage with a mountainous army of demons.

As a result, the portal will not be opened, the demons will not be able to move to Feanor's world, the sun will not rise again, and people in the two worlds will not be able to wait for hope.

Balutan swept across with his sword. Palos finally had no time to dodge this time, so he could only raise his sword to block it. This unknown sword was very sharp, but not strong. He heard a "bang" at the moment of the blow. With a crisp sound, the black blade shattered, and the sharp fragments scattered, even scratching Palos' face.

Even though he didn't hit directly, Palos was still sent flying by the force of the giant sword, rolled twice on the ground, and stopped after hitting a broken tree. He was stunned and the broken sword fell out of his hand.

Balutan didn't intend to give him time to breathe, the demon leader raced to catch up, raised his two front legs and raised the giant sword above his head, ready to make up the final blow to cut the human in half, and then hurried back to Titan world go.

When death was approaching, Palos' fighting instinct broke out again. Although he was almost drained of his last physical strength at this moment, and he was knocked into a daze, he didn't know where he came from, and he picked up and fell at the critical moment. The broken sword on the ground rolled forward, and rolled under the belly of the demon leader the moment Balutan's great sword fell.

Barutan didn't expect that this human being who couldn't even get up could still have the strength to fight back. It was too late to change the center of gravity of its body in the shock, and the broken sword, which was only half of its original length, was still extremely sharp, easily cutting through the thick of the demon's abdomen. The skin pierced deeply into its stomach.

The only thing Barutan could do was to change the foothold of his front legs. It stepped on Palos' chest, and with the strength of the step, he fell to the side, preventing the broken sword from piercing deeper.

No matter how good the armor is, it can't withstand such a heavy pressure. Palos' breastplate sank deeply, almost breaking all his ribs, and crushing his internal organs. Palos immediately vomited blood, Like a burst water bag, he could only use his last strength to hold on to the broken sword in his hand, and open the wound even wider as the demon leader rolled away.

The demon leader's one-ton body rolled around on the ground, and when he struggled to stand up again on four legs, his internal organs flowed out from the huge wound on his abdomen.

"You..." Ballutan looked at Palos who was vomiting blood in disbelief. It always felt that the human body was very weak. A moment of carelessness can bring such serious consequences.

It was so angry that it wanted to slap Palos into a meat paste to vent its anger, but it couldn't even lift the giant sword. A slightly larger movement would cause more internal organs to be squeezed out of the wound. It couldn't waste time stopping and cursing. He can drop his weapon, tighten his abdominal muscles, and move towards the crack with small steps. As long as he can return to the world of Titans, maybe such an injury can still be saved.

But the crack still couldn't be crossed, even if Palos couldn't take in even a breath of air, he still wriggled his pale lips and silently chanted the holy words of exorcism.

When Balutan discovered that the human being trampled by it was still alive, and had no strength to crawl back to make up for any blow, the huge body of the demon leader collapsed, and the blood gradually soaked the ground under him.

Palos couldn't see it. He was so seriously injured that he couldn't even turn his head. He couldn't feel the pain anymore. He just continued to chant silently instinctively. The prayers he knew so well made him feel calm. Facing the fear of death, he no longer has the guilt and remorse that tormented him all the time.

If he hadn't already known the truth about the God of Light, he would have thought that the peace at this moment was the power brought to him by his faith, and he would have calmly waited for the God of Light to take him away, but now he didn't know what he was waiting for. .

This near-death experience seemed extraordinarily long. He didn't know how long he had been lying silently reciting the exorcism oracle until the sky started to rain.

This was the first rain since the sun disappeared, and the rain was pouring on his body, and he didn't feel anything except cold.

Kara finally flew back, and it landed beside Palos, circling around his body, whining anxiously.

Palos wanted to climb on the back of the griffin and let Kara take him back to the city. He tried it and actually sat up. When he reached for the rein, he realized that he couldn't touch anything.

He turned his head and saw that his body was still lying on the ground, the blood and stains had been washed away by the rain, and the eyes on his pale face were still slightly open, looking at the sky absently.

Palos finally realized that he was dead. I am afraid that no one can survive for 3 minutes with such an injury, and the demon leader Balutan was lying not far away, his internal organs were bleeding all over the floor, and he was only out of breath. I'm out of breath.

Some demons passed through the gap again, Carla pushed Palos' body with her beak, and finally took a few steps back and flew away.

Palos watched it fly away, then looked at his own body, and then watched the demons surround the dying Barutan, arguing in a language he couldn't understand.

He didn't know how long his soul could exist in this state, and where it would go in the end. Now he couldn't do anything but watch.

Until he saw the griffin that flew away earlier flew back, with a young man with blond hair on his back.

It's Evandel.