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3,000 years ago, the continent of Tivat was in the midst of the Wars of the Demon Gods.

At this time, Maundermond was still in a cold era covered in ice and snow.

After experiencing a brutal battle of demon gods, there were only two demon gods left in the entire Mond region.

One is the demon god of the tornado, Dikalabian, and the other is the culprit who makes Mond perennial wind and snow, the Wolf King of the North Wind, Andrius.

The two demon gods are both demon gods standing at the apex of Tivat, and their every move can affect the natural environment.

In order to compete for the position of the last god of wind, Andrius rains down wind and snow, and the cold frost destroys the people living here.

Dykalabian could not bear the cold of his people from the blizzard, so he built a high wall with the wind to resist the endless wind and snow outside.

Inside the wind wall, the climate is suitable, people can live and work in peace, outside the wind wall, the wind and snow are raging, and people can only freeze to death in the wind and snow.

The world inside the wind wall is Mond, and the world outside the wind wall is the land of the north.

In this way, this lonely king alone maintained the wind wall that wrapped the entire Mond for nearly 400 years, and he did not break it for a moment.

400 years later, Mond's people saw the wind wall as a tool for the lone king to oppress him.

As one of the three major families of Mond, the Gunhilde family was the first to turn away from Mond and led all their clansmen to escape from the wind wall.

But the cold and cold wind outside the wind wall made them unable to even open their eyes.

Just when everyone thought they were running out of ammunition, hope arose.

Gunhilde's youngest daughter, under her devout prayers, hope emerged.

It was a ray of opportunity and a wind of hope.

The wind gradually transformed into a wind elf and appeared in front of Gunnhilde's eyes.

The wind elves responded to their hopes and used the power of faith to build temporary shelters for them.

Gunnhilde, who escaped, looked at the wind elf, and the flame of hope in his heart burned again.

They lead the wind elves back into Mond.

After that, the war for freedom broke out.

And the wind elf also meets the most important friend in his life.

The friend was a bard, and he taught the wind elves to sing, taught the wind elves to play the piano, and taught the wind elves to feel the psalms.

When the War of Freedom broke out, the poet and the wind elves stormed the tower with the rebels.

But they were surprised to find that Diekalapian, known as the lone king of the tower, did not have a single servant in this huge tower.

He was the only one sitting quietly on the top of the tower.

The rebels unimpeded to the top of the tower, to their "tyrants".

The lone king sat on the highest throne and quietly looked at the group of rebels in front of him, who had been his own people.

There was regret in his eyes.

Above the sky, he also saw that within the wind wall, every inch of the land was breaking out in a free war.

The Lone King seemed to realize his mistake.

The leaders of the rebels are speaking hoarsely about their imprisonment.

The Lone King just listened quietly.

He stood up from his throne and looked directly at the rebels below.

"I see." Dikalabian said expressionlessly.

The rebels were puzzled by the Lone King's actions.

Dikalabian raised his hand, waved his hands, and instantly summoned an endless storm.

This powerful storm surrounded all the rebels.

"So what now? Do you still want to resist? Do you still want to pursue freedom? Dikarapian asked calmly to all the rebels.

"I give you one last chance, now give up resistance."

"Otherwise, you will only be torn apart by the storm." The Lone King used the most fierce words, but there was no fierce expression on his face, and his eyes revealed an indescribable look.

Everyone in the resistance army was silent, and many people retreated a little.

In the end, the poet stood up bravely, and the wind elf also stood up.

They inspired people with their psalms and strengthened their faith in freedom.

Once again, everyone's conviction was triggered.

"We are fighting for freedom, and if even freedom is oppressed, then we must fight to the end."

"Freedom is the highest faith."

"Our freedom is indestructible."

They hold high the banner of resistance, they are combative, they are not afraid of oppression.

The face of Dikalapian, who had thought that he would be angry, actually showed a smile.

In the rolling wind, his long hair fluttered wantonly.

"So it is, your faith, I see." Diekapian breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he already knew that when his people raised the banner of resistance, he had already lost.

Lost completely.

And his final ferocity is nothing more than a test of their determination.

As soon as the lone king raised his hand, the storm became more violent, but it did not hurt any of his people.

Storms are also gentle.

In the storm, the wind elf was swept by the lone king.

"Name you, Wind Elf." The Lone King looked at the wind elf in front of him and seemed to recall something.

It was a snowy night, and Diacalapian, who had been a wind elf, was lost in the snow.

At this moment, a touch of emerald green appeared in the pale wind and snow, and a hunter appeared.

It was he who saved the Wind Elves from danger.

Since then, the wind elves have been following the hunters, hunting together, living together, and avoiding danger together.

The wind elves once asked hunters why it was easier to hunt if they wore green and white in the pale wind and snow?

Faced with this question, the hunter raised his head to look up at the starry sky and replied: I want the land of Mond to no longer have pale wind and snow, but emerald life.

Then, together they defeated the so-called demon god, the wind elf became the new demon god, and the emerald hunter slept forever in the pale snow and ice.

Their agreement is not yet complete and will never be fulfilled again.

Since then, the lonely king has done his best to create his ideal Mond, watching this verdant and vibrant Mond for him, and guarding the people of Mond for him.

"Tyrants" are lovers.

But the wind elves seem to have done something wrong....

This time, the wind elf seemed to see itself as before.

On Dikarapian's handsome face, a tear crossed it.

"Wendy." The wind elf replied with a resolute expression.

"Very well, Wendy, now, I give the authority of the Demon God to Ru, hoping that Ru will build a Mond for me that the people really want."

"I seem to have been doing something wrong before..."

"Hopefully, you won't repeat our mistakes."

Under the shocked gaze of the wind elf, this lonely king gave all his strength to himself.

"From now on, Ru is the newborn demon god of Mond, the demon god of the wind, Barbatos."

"Also, go and sing me in the name of a tyrant. This was my last contribution to the newborn Mond. Finally

, the "tyrant" closed his eyes and slowly fell in the storm.

The wind slowly lifted the wind king.

He lies in the wind, and he departs in the wind.

"Hunter, I seem to have really done something wrong...

The wind seems to be distorted.

I failed to complete my agreement with you, not even the final agreement.

But fortunately, there is still a chance.

The successor has been found, I see it, his eyes are burning with what I once had, and I can rest now.

By the way, I'm going to see you again, and I don't know if you have prepared poultry meat for me to roast in a blizzard. You'll have something for me every time, right!

At this point, the end of the "tyrant" was exchanged for the "free" Mond of later generations.

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