How Am I Still Alive?

For Casca and her people, this is a nightmare.

Outsiders like Lu Ping'an still have some misunderstandings about this world. They see the lords and the powerful orcs who have all the people under their command.

"Is not being good at fighting the original sin? Is being weak destined to perish? There will be no afterlife for this death."

Casca, once a rabbit-eared tailor in the upper world, was famous and kind-hearted, so she lived a short and happy life.

Another aspect of the rabbit-orc's strong reproductive capacity is that its lifespan is short. In the eyes of outsiders, it often deteriorates rapidly in the prime of life and dies quickly.

And this kind of "distortion" in other worlds is completely normal in this world.

"Is it correct that this has been the case since ancient times?"

Until she came to the underground world, she didn't think there was anything wrong with her short life on earth.

But when she recovered from the form of a man-eating rabbit with a mouth full of blood, she turned into a human again. She lay on the ground and vomited for several hours. She didn't drink any water for three days, and her new life almost ended.

Even in the underground world, there is still no so-called "racial balance". After strong above-ground races are reincarnated, they are often strong underground beasts, and weak orcs are often rare.

"Should we have been eliminated from the beginning?"

Carnivores, from their physiological structure to their eating habits, are naturally better at fighting than most herbivores. They also naturally adapt to the rules of this world, making them high-quality potential soldiers.

After being awakened to their animal nature, they tend to become more accustomed to this new life filled with fighting and "meat-eating". However, there are always some people who cannot adapt.

But this world is quite cruel to "pacifists".

If you don’t want to sit at the table, go to the table.

Casca is somewhere in between, refusing to fight but accepting this new way of life.

There are actually a lot of people like her, but most of them don't live long. And she can survive to this day, on the one hand, because she has good talent and dares to fight, and more

"My lord, what will our future be like? In the end, we will become other lords."

"Snow's Sheep Princess" Zetaduna shook her head. As a weak lord who barely reached the standard of a divine creature (seventh level), she had been living in the cracks with her tribe.

"I don't know either"

Shaking your head sometimes does not mean denial, but more helpless confusion.

As a lord, her divine body is not even three meters tall. The tall and plump goat girl has silver hair and curved black horns. Her squinting face often carries a kind smile.

Although she is weak, she is not a weakling. The number of divine lords she has torn apart is close to double digits. She is able to protect her clansmen who are not good at fighting in the cracks and continues to this day. Under the same specifications, she has an outrageous individual combat power. It's the root of it.

She raised her head slightly and saw strong winds and thunderstorms everywhere.

These natural disasters that needed to be avoided in the past can be regarded as harmless in the current environment. The reality that all directions have turned into battlefields of death battles is the real desperate situation.

She had no doubt that as long as she and her tribe were close to those war zones, they would become instant snacks.

So, do nothing?

"No matter who wins, we will be the cherry on the victory cake." Even though she is called "the bare-handed black sheep" by some gods and is regarded as the martial arts faction among martial arts factions, Zetaduna still says Too weak words.

When a world war comes, the people who suffer the most are always the civilians and the weak.

Most of her people are not good at fighting, and are even afraid of blood and battlefields. When the lord (god) leads the people to a full-scale war, her people will be the only ones to add to the war.

Even if he could escape, where could he escape when faced with the fall of the entire world? From one table to another?

“Perhaps, when I heard about the ‘no-fight land’ before, I should have taken action.”

"The legendary City of Silver is just a legend. Besides, even if it is a truly fertile holy land without fighting, it will become fat under the current environment."

"Aries" is a rare god without a "pope". She does not bestow a large number of divine favors and evolutionary steps, and therefore does not need a spokesperson for God and a quasi-church organization.

This is not because she cherishes power too much, but because mortals who have received "divine grace" need to be "hunted" to maintain their power. Aries' divine favor is very aggressive and will distort the character of mortals to a certain extent. .

Because of this, she only has a small guard of orcs who hold a portion of her power.

Casca is one of them. This is a loose group of rangers that doesn't even have an organizational structure. Commanding others relies entirely on relationships and personal prestige.

Originally, Aries and the ethnic group she protected were hiding in this low-value forest, taking advantage of the geography to isolate themselves from the prying eyes of outsiders.

But now, not only are the gods of the outside world getting closer and closer, but as the earth's veins are broken and dried up, the terrain is also completely distorted, making it impossible to even escape. A large number of forest plants have died, leaving herbivores without food.

What's even more helpless is that some of the "herbivorous species" were driven by hunger and transformed into "carnivorous species" again, which directly caused unrest and panic within the clan.

Even those "guards" and "warriors" who were still able to move freely were questioned as to why they still retained their physical strength and whether they had crossed that line.

".Want to change?"

Zetaduna and Casca, the weak and peaceful gods and the gentle and warlike top guard, looked at each other, but could not come up with any plan.

In this world, "herbivores" can also survive, but only "carnivores" can become stronger.

For them, crossing this line is more painful than death, but they already have too many ties.

They promised to protect

"Notify and let the warriors decide freely"

If this goes on, perhaps "falling into demons" is the only way to survive.

"Then, what is the difference between us and them."

In the end, Casca still didn't say such words.

For the kind gods, these are too heavy words.

The same thing happened at the same time in countless corners of this world. In addition to those herbivorous gods who protect the weak, there are also a large number of scattered tribes who don't even have the protection of gods and have been hiding in the cracks of the territory and the worthless wasteland.

But now, they seem to have no way out.

When the forest fire was ignited, it seemed that there was no other way to survive except to trample to death other obstacles.

But at this time, a ray of light fell.

In the distance of the farthest edge of the sight, a huge ancient tree rose from the ground, it bloomed with holy golden light, and the burning light reached the sky.

It brought a voice, a possibility.

"I am the Lord of Eternal Life, the Savior of Life."