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With the ideals and commitments that my brother and I had agreed to together, I immersed myself in my cultivation and wandered through the vast world of boxing and musket. My talent and potential were tapped little by little, and I quickly broke through to level six, then level seven. Two years later, at the age of nineteen, I was no longer below my father.

However, in the eyes of my parents, I was still the Iron Fist who could only reach level 5 when my younger brother started to attack level 6.

I didn't plan to tell them about my cultivation progress, but I was careful to hide my true strength.

I can't tell why, but I think about it later, probably because of what my brother once said to me—that when the forest clan went on an expedition, my brother and I witnessed the grand departure ceremony. Compared to my enthusiasm at the time, my brother seemed much calmer. He crossed his arms, looked at him coldly, and then, with a hint of disdain, whispered: "It's stupid to show your fist before you even start fighting!" ”

I know that my younger brother is actually a strong advocate of war with humans, but he pays more attention to hiding and accumulating strength.

He once told me that if he was to be in charge of the whole clan, at least for ten years, he would definitely restrain the clansmen, never take half a step out of the Full Moon Court, sink his heart to accumulate strength, and then find the right time to fight a decisive battle with the human race.

I was convinced that my brother was right because he was so smart.

But I didn't know that my brother had made a mistake, a fatal mistake: he forgot to hide himself. He's so dazzling.

Two years later, I was nineteen years old. The forest clan that was battered two years ago is still recuperating, and the younger brother of the previous king of the forest has become the new patriarch.

In early spring, the Sun Elves suddenly made the decision to go on another expedition, just like the Forest Clan two years ago. The difference is that this time the Sun Elves have decided to fight in the shadows. Quietly weaken the power of humanity. The conquest was surprisingly smooth, until his father, despite his mother's dissuasion, led the musket dwarves into battle.

Yiqiē seemed to be spreading in a good direction, until a human appeared with frost and fire wrapped in frost and flames.

The man seemed to have descended from the sky and appeared directly in front of the gate of the outermost fortress of the Full Moon Royal Court. He wore a wide robe. He didn't speak, with a lazy smile on his face, and then, to put it mildly, threw a punch that blasted the thirty-meter-high fortress gate flying.

Thus, the second expedition ended.

I didn't see it with my own eyes, and when I reached the gate of the fortress as fast as I could. The human was long gone, and I could only see the empty doorway and the twisted gate more than eighty meters away, and I felt cold.

Having already reached the seventh level of strength, I deeply understood how much strength it would take to blast the gate seventy or eighty meters away. I'm curious, how could such a large amount of power be concentrated in the fist, how could it not break the gate directly and blast it? Apparently. The human man's use of strength was far beyond my imagination, and he lightly spread his fist power across the door.

The expedition was over, but the matter was over.

I distinctly remember that night, my father called me into the ceremonial hall to "talk" with me. I stood in the middle of the high and empty hall, and I felt a chill for no reason. I vaguely heard my mother's screams, but I didn't seem to hear anything. My father had his back to me. Standing in front of the high throne, he spoke in an unusually calm tone: "Two years ago, your brother stood where you are standing now. ”

I was stunned, I didn't know why.

My father, still with his back to me, continued: "Our campaign has failed, and it has been a complete failure. Iron Fist, do you remember what happens when I teach you brothers what happens if you fail? ”

"There is a price to pay for failure." Without thinking, I repeated my father's teachings.

The father seemed to sigh and muttered in his mouth, "The price...... The cost ......"

Then, slowly, he turned around. Looking down at me and saying, "Iron Fist, my son, because of my wrong decision, directly led to this defeat. This is something that has already been born, a fact that is made and cannot be changed. There is no point in regretting. Right now. We need to pay enough to appease humanity's anger in exchange for a period of peace. Are you willing to be the 'price'? ”

The sentence structure of the question is a statement.

I was completely stunned, staring at my father with wide eyes. The hall was so quiet that I could hear the pins falling, and then I slowly came to my senses.

I looked at my father with bloodshot eyes and asked, "Two years ago, did my younger brother also become my father's so-called 'price'?" ”

"Yes."

"You've sacrificed him to humanity as the price of your failure?"

"That's right."

I looked at my father's calm face, listened to his father's indifferent tone, and couldn't help but roar, I questioned my father, asked him why he was willing to sacrifice his son, asked him if he knew his brother's talent, and asked him if he knew that his brother was the future of the musket dwarf clan...... Actually, I don't quite remember what I said at the time, the only thing I remember clearly is my father's brief reply: "I know that because of this, the weight of the 'price' is sufficient." ”

I trembled and couldn't speak.

From all corners of the hall and in the shadows came the clansmen, who were silent and surrounded me. I recognized them as my father's right-hand men, the most elite force of our musket dwarves. I felt sad and wanted to cry out loud, I never thought that one day I would face the fists and muskets of my people. Is this what my brother experienced two years ago?

I didn't resist and gradually collapsed on the ground. I would like to know how my brother reacted to this qiē two years ago. Did he fight? Did he resist? According to my brother's character, he shouldn't be caught like me...... I also want to fight, but I can't do anything to my people. So be it.

Until I was tied up and put in prison, I didn't tell my father that I was already a seventh-level strength.

Three days later, I and one of the Sun Elves were escorted to a certain part of the ranch by the Royal Court Coalition to hand over the human team sent by the Shepherd's City.

My people have given me to humanity in exchange for temporary forgiveness and peace.

Ironically, this was the first time I had left the Full Moon Court, but I didn't come out on my own, but was transported out by a prisoner cart and an iron cage. I didn't speak along the way. I was surrounded by our musket dwarves, and they didn't dare to look at me now. Deliberately avoiding eye contact. I couldn't help but sneer.

Not far away, in the Sun Elf prison cart, a young Sun Elf roared angrily, repeating the word to his people: "Coward! Coward! Coward!! ”

My blood boiled, and several times I reached for the musket beside me, but I never had the courage to grab it. My weapons were not confiscated. Humanity doesn't seem to be worried about the outbursts of those of us who have been sacrificed by our tribes and contributed to the city of shepherds, and they are probably confident in their means of enslaving other peoples.

In a complex, chaotic, and confused mood, we arrived.

Across from him was a team of humans, who had been staring at me for a long time, as if they had seen something that surprised him. Then he turned around and laughed at the man behind him, "Look. This guy looks exactly like the dwarf he was two years ago! Ahahahaha, I almost thought I was wrong. I said, "Bad luck little thing, are you twins with the dwarf who was called 'Steel Nitrate' two years ago?" ”

There was a sudden hint of anger in my eyes, and I grabbed the steel bars of the iron cage. Half of his head was almost squeezed out of the iron cage, staring at the human and yelling, "Where is my brother now?" Where is he? Is he alive? Sue me! Where is my brother now? ”

The human shook his head and said viciously, "Your brother? Hmph, that bastard is so fucking/fucking hard to drill, he doesn't want to be a slave after training for more than a year, it's a bastard! ”

My face turned pale, and I had a vague premonition of something. Then I heard the man say with a hint of depression: "A while ago...... I accidentally killed it, but unfortunately, it could have been sold for a good price. ”

…… He's dead.

He's dead.

My whole body stiffened like a sculpture, and the last ray of light in the depths of my soul was annihilated with a pop.

I don't really remember what happened, but when I woke up, the corpses that fell to the ground around me were all humans. I carried the man's head in my hands, and his face was full of incredible fear and consternation.

The musket in his hand was radiating heat.

The sun elves in the prison car laughed wildly, like madness.

The other sun elves and musket dwarves who were responsible for transporting us here were silent. From the way they looked at me. I saw the fear.

Fear?

I was enraged!

I'm nineteen years old this year, and I'm already a seventh-level powerhouse, and my younger brother must be stronger than me if he hadn't been sacrificed! The two of us joined forces, and we could have laid a big world for our clan! It's you. You stupid guys who killed your brother for a moment of peace, you ruined the future of your clan with your own hands, and you still have the fucking face to be terrified?!

For a moment, I wanted to keep killing, but I held back. I couldn't turn my gun on the people in front of me. I'm not them!

I left in silence, wandering in despair on the unfamiliar pasture land, until I met a human. The man was empty-handed, unarmed, and seemed to have just come for a walk in the pasture.

Without hesitation, I fired a shot, but the ammunition missed the target, being blocked by a shield of ice and flame.

In an instant, I knew who I had met.

Thinking back to the twisted and dilapidated appearance of the fortress gates, I knew that if I continued to fight, that would be my fate. But I still howled frantically and rushed forward......

And then I lost, and I lost completely.

I lay motionless on my back on the ground, my eyes blurred at the sky, and my brother's face appeared in the sky and said to me in a loud voice: Get up! Fight! Fight! Don't give up!

But I knew I couldn't win anyway, that human was too strong.

"Kill me." I said, honestly, I was too tired to take it anymore.

The man squatted down, ignored me, but grabbed my musket and fiddled with it, I saw the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger, and then he turned his head and said to me seriously: "Your musket is very good, I think you should have just reached level seven, but this musket is close to level eight level, did you make it yourself?" ”

I didn't speak, my eyes staring at the sky with empty eyes.

The man smiled, dismissive, and continued in a brisk tone, "Introduce yourself, I'm Duland." You and your musket are valuable to me, but I don't like to force people, so why don't we make a deal? ”