The 623rd year of the Troll Empire.
Heres Peninsula.
In a centaur noble territory in the north of the House Centaur Kingdom.
A strong and tall centaur with gray hair was standing in front of the shooting range of the manor, drawing his bow and arrow, with his upper body naked, and his muscle lines as clear as sculptures.
One arrow after another shot at the target a thousand meters away. Without any extraordinary power, it also smashed the target a thousand meters away from the manor.
However, the gray-haired centaur warrior did not feel any joy, but sighed heavily.
"Alas, I am old after all."
He is the centaur legend Chiron.
Chiron is not a genius in cultivation, but has an extraordinary talent in terms of skills.
So, when he used more than a dozen weapons to beat the army, he was only at the master stage.
In his middle age, through the battle between life and death and hard work, he also achieved the hero level.
It was extremely difficult for him to become a legend. If a strange strong man had not helped him, he would have died of old age before becoming a legend.
But even if he became a legend, in the high-intensity war between elves and trolls, as a legend, he had a heavier task.
After several serious injuries over the years, his lifespan has been exhausted. Today, he is already very old!
For example, this time, he had just retired from the front line with serious injuries and recuperated, so that he would appear in the manor of his hometown.
Chiron had great ambitions and wanted to see the scenery of a higher realm.
The pinnacle of the world, legends are not demigods, and they will die.
He didn't want to die!
Just as he was lamenting alone.
A faint voice sounded in front of him.
"Chiron, follow me, you will not die of old age, and you will reach a higher realm."
Chiron was shocked.
Being able to appear behind him silently, his strength was beyond his imagination.
In his heart, an unbelievable thought arose!
He turned around quickly and saw a middle-aged man with black hair, golden eyes and a majestic face appeared in front of him.
"Who are you?" Chiron asked.
"Me?"
The middle-aged man laughed and pointed to the blue moon in the sky.
"I am it!"
It is the Lord of the Moon, a powerful god who has ascended to the throne in recent years!
"Honorable God!"
Chiron quickly bowed his head. Respect for the gods 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.
The Centaur Chiron's face was struggling. His long-term faith made him unable to betray, and he still had some years to live.
After hesitating for a long time, Chiron shook his head with difficulty and refused.
"Respected Lord of the Moon, I'm sorry, I can't give up my faith, my country and my family!"
He thought Andalas would be angry about this, but he didn't expect that the God of the Underworld just smiled.
"Okay, I respect your choice now, Chiron. But in twenty years, I will come again and ask you one last time if you have changed your mind."
"Remember, this is your last chance!"
Year 640 of the Troll Empire.
The west coast of the Finodun continent.
A group of strange-looking creatures came by boat.
They have ant-like organs, but human-shaped bodies.
They call themselves "Ant-Man" and come from the Bonnis Peninsula of the Balod continent.
They bring Bonnis's goods and specialties to explore the foreign continent.
It just so happens that their boarding point is 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 the nobles.
Even if they still believe in the Valkyrie, it does not affect their becoming a member of the Reinhard Kingdom.
They brought "Ant-Man" to the New Polek King City, and thus started trading with "Ant-Man" and his Bonnis Peninsula.
The Reinhard Kingdom also became wealthy in this trade, and its strength gradually became the strongest among the northern countries.
In the 642nd year of the Troll Empire.
The long-declined snakemen finally had a demigod. They established the first snakeman kingdom in the vast jungle near the sea in the southwest corner of the Ferland continent.
On the first day of the establishment of the Slake Snakeman Kingdom, it declared its vassalage to the Troll Empire.
And provided the Troll Empire with a team of tens of thousands of snakeman archers to go to the Falling Star Lake to participate in the war!
At the same time.
The eaglemen, the sworn enemies of the snakemen, had already lost their royal court again.
A large number of eaglemen were scattered in the wilderness, living with goblins and others.
In the 643rd year of the Troll Empire.
Chiron, who had spent his whole life in war, returned to Chiron Manor in the north of the kingdom again.
This time.
He looked older.
One night.
When he stood under the starry sky and looked up at the three bright moons in the sky, he could no longer help sighing.
"Chiron, Chiron, no matter how incomparable your fighting skills are, and how proud you are, you will still turn into a pile of dry bones in a hundred years.
At this time.
The majestic voice from twenty years ago sounded again behind him.
"So, Chiron, have you made a decision? !"
Chiron turned around, looked at the great god of Hades in front of him, knelt on all fours, and swore allegiance.
"Great Lord of Hades, Chiron is willing to crawl at your feet forever!"
The Lord of Hades nodded with satisfaction.
"A wise decision, Chiron, you will not regret your choice."
"Then, follow me!"
"Yes!"
So.
An illusory river appeared at the feet of Hades, and a small boat floated 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.
"Ferrying the Styx! "
With this, he became a demigod!