Chapter 664: Forty Years of Fire and Night
Forty years ago, in a small house surrounded by birch trees, a child was born one morning.
"This child has lavender eyes, let's call him 'Lewinder'."
Just like that, the newborn child had his own name.
When they were young, the butterfly-eye species were similar to humans, with no obvious differences, but they would undergo a metamorphosis when they were adults and grow beautiful wings. It is said that the most beautiful butterfly-eye species must also have the most beautiful wings. The subtext of this sentence is that the beauty of wings is more important than appearance, and many of the abilities of the butterfly-eye species also need the help of the wings to perform.
Therefore, the beauty or ugliness of the wings almost represents the status of the butterfly-eye species in the tribe.
"I am your cousin, you can call me Sister Jasmine."
When Lewende was 12 years old, he met his cousin from afar. It is said that the cousin's father is his mother's brother, but the two separated when they were relatively young.
Jasmine has a unique snow-white butterfly wing with a particularly attractive blue pattern. When Jasmine came to the base with her parents, her beautiful face and wings immediately attracted the attention of many young people.
"Jasmine is already a Sequence 4. I heard from Lady Inasha that it won't be too difficult for her to advance to Sequence 5." When she returned home, her mother talked about this.
"She is a rare genius." Her father sighed.
"Is Sequence 5 very powerful?" At that time, Lewyn had no idea about this term.
After touching Lewyn's head, his father told him that if he had the strength of Sequence 4, he could go to various places in the grassland at will. If he had the strength of Sequence 5, he would be a small overlord and leader of a region. Although the butterfly species is strong, the strongest leader is only at the middle level of Sequence 6.
"This means that even though Jasmine is still young, she is already a superior figure in the tribe. In a few years, she will have a great chance to take over the position of tribe leader."
"Sister Jasmine is so powerful." He was envious at that time.
Because of the strength of Jasmine, Lewind received a lot of care in the following days, which made him admire and get close to this cousin more and more.
When Lewind was 14 years old, in order to build a good relationship and also want Lewind to get a better education, his parents sent him to Jasmine to receive instruction.
Although Jasmine was only 20 years old, she was already a great teacher compared to Lewind, who had just entered the ranks of supernatural practice.
During this period, Lewind often went to his uncle's residence to learn from Jasmine, including basic supernatural knowledge, weapon use, and the history of this world.
"Sister Jasmine knows a lot. Did you learn it by yourself before?" One day Lewind asked the cousin who was sitting in the forest. The other party was bathed in the morning light like an angel in an ancient poem.
"No, I learned from a sage from the far north. He said that he encountered a miracle when he was young, so he gained knowledge that ordinary people could not imagine."
"What does the god look like?" Lewind asked out of curiosity.
"Gods." The snow-blue wings behind Jasmine fluttered slightly, and the breeze blew through the woods.
"Probably like us, with wings."
"Because we are a species created by God, there are some shadows of gods." Jasmine sighed.
"Then can we become gods too?" Lewind continued to ask.
"Well, theoretically there is a very weak and very small possibility."
"But it should be impossible now." Jasmine stood up slightly, walked towards Lewind, squatted slightly, and touched the boy who had not grown up yet.
For a child who is still in adolescence, this big sister with long light golden hair, snow-white skin and a moving figure is undoubtedly the object of dreaming.
Seeing Lewind staring at her in a daze, Jasmine laughed, and Lewind remembered that look for decades and has not forgotten it.
Then Jasmine stood up, looked at the sky, and told Lewind about her views on gods.
"The gods definitely exist, and we are the continuation of the gods. One day, when the butterfly species fills the planet again, the gods will appear and praise our efforts."
"Will she reward me?" Lewind couldn't help asking.
"Yes, she will reward little Lewind." Jasmine smiled and blinked, then took Lewind's hand and went to the small house surrounded by flowers and plants in the forest. That was Jasmine's own little house. She raised some bees in the forest and would use honey to make delicious desserts as a reward for Lewind's training.
In this way, time passed unknowingly. If everything stayed in the first 18 years of life, it might be a very good dream.
...
22 years ago, a fire attacked the birch forest where the butterfly species lived. The wolf-blood species holding long knives and torches rushed into the butterfly species' stronghold and started killing. The flames and thick smoke filled the night sky. The butterfly species children who could not fly yet ran in panic in the flames, while in the sky and on the treetops, the adult butterfly species were dealing with even more crazy killing machines.
The sky was filled with flashing red dots. Each pair of red dots represented a mechanical autonomous unit flapping its wings. These mechanical bodies imitating dragonflies flew extremely fast and were extremely flexible in the air. Wherever the sharp wings went, the butterfly species were cut and torn. The illusion and charm ability that the butterfly species were good at was almost useless to these mechanical autonomous units. As
the embodiment of the will of the Mechanical Council, these autonomous units constantly roamed the earth and the sky, creating a paradise for the survival of the former native humans. As the opposite, the new race was undoubtedly the biggest enemy.
There was no surrender in the battle, and it was impossible to give up. These machines that executed the original code were merciless. This was not because the upper mechanical angels who set the program were ruthless, but because there was no room for warmth in reality. In the era of the Fifth Epoch, there was no room for any reconciliation between the two, especially the native humans, who were almost on the verge of extinction.
The battle lasted from night to day, from perseverance to evacuation, from the initial butterfly wings all over the sky to the final sporadic feathers.
Under the dual siege of the killing machines and the wolfbloods, a large number of members of the butterfly species died in battle. The birch forest was once full of corpses, and the fire was everywhere. The burning smoke swept along the west wind and spread to the distance of the sky.
In the night, Jasmine dragged her broken wings and struggled to escape with Lewender. Her once beautiful wings now only had one broken side, and the other side was torn by several wolfbloods in a sneak attack. There was even a broken and bloody part on her back.
In a hurry, Jasmine fell from midair and rolled to the ground. Lewind also fell heavily to the ground. He was dizzy and finally regained his consciousness and stood up. He looked at Jasmine who was motionless in the distance, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
He helped Jasmine, whose life was about to end, up. Lewind cried out her name with tears in his eyes, but the sister he once admired and yearned for was covered in blood and stains and could no longer fly in the sky.
"Ahem, I'm dying. Go by yourself." In weakness, Jasmine barely raised her hand and touched Lewind.
"Go, find a place where no one is and spend the rest of your life."
"No, I don't want you to die." Lewind cried, he was not even an adult yet.
"No, you can't be so naughty, you have grown up and can fly away by yourself." Jasmine's eyes were half open and half closed, and her eyes could no longer see Lewind in front of her.
A faint halo of light lit up from Jasmine's body, and then spread to Lewind, stimulating his transformation into adulthood.
After a few seconds, Lewind slowly fell asleep, and then a cocoon made of light silk gradually formed on the surface of his body.
In a few hours, he will be able to truly become an adult and grow enviable wings.
Seeing the light cocoon slowly wrapping Lewind, Jasmine was relieved. She crossed her hands and wrapped them around her shoulders. Then her body slowly burned and turned into bursts of light powder. These powders covered the earth, Lewind's light cocoon, and its breath, and then disappeared into the night.
...
Three years later, the stronghold of the Willow Elf, the former ally of the Butterfly Eyes, was also breached by the Wolf Bloods. The leader of the Willow Elf was pierced by bloody fangs and hung in the wilderness by the river. Along the river bank was a three-kilometer-long pierced head, on which rested vultures and black crows that ate scavengers. Such fierce behavior shocked the entire grassland.
At this point, the Cat Tail, Fox Tail, and Elephant Body all surrendered, and the Wolf Blood King Camp was gradually established.
In the following twenty years, Lewind constantly searched for possible survivors of the Butterfly Eyes. He often flew in the dark from north to south and from east to west on the grassland, using the Butterfly Eyes' natural ability to conceal his figure and gather intelligence.
Compared to the genius Jasmine, Lewind was only mediocre in talent. He barely advanced to Sequence 4 at the age of 32, and this was the result of Jasmine teaching him the theory of system knowledge.
In the following eight years, he was still stuck at Sequence 4. On the one hand, it was because he often hid everywhere and his energy was scattered. On the other hand, he finally found a distant and secluded branch of the Butterfly Eyes, although the number of people in this branch settlement was only a hundred.
In order to help this small settlement avoid the wolf-blood's sensitive sense of smell and possible whereabouts leaks, they arranged the settlement location on a lonely cliff and would only sneak out at night.
Although this ensured safety, the efficiency of many things slowed down. It was not easy to maintain food in the settlement, so he had to take on the responsibility of finding food with several members.
In this long-term cooperation, he finally had his own lover and children.
Originally, this would be a good ending, and he would spend a plain life, just as Jasmine said at the end.
But life always has many accidents and misfortunes. On the way to purchase food as usual, her lover exposed his identity, and her daughter who came out with him was also in crisis.
In order to protect her children, the mother could not fly away alone, which left many opportunities for the other party.
In the end, the mother died, and the daughter was also caught and became a slave of the passing merchant.
After such a blow, he searched for his daughter's whereabouts like crazy, until last month, he finally got some information and knew the whereabouts of his daughter in the king's camp.
After that, it was a rescue initiated by his companions. In order not to implicate others, he took the initiative to stay behind until he was pierced by the wolf blood spear and fell from the sky.
Throughout his life, his trajectory was to escape and hide. Perhaps rescuing his daughter in the end was his only obsession.
Now his wish has been fulfilled, but unfortunately, he will never see the child who has not grown up again.
In fact, this child has a similar light blonde color to Jasmine, which is what he misses the most.
...
In the dark dungeon of the royal camp, the torches are still burning slowly, and pine oil occasionally drips and splashes a few sparks.
After listening to Lewend's story, Tilan sat quietly in the chair, closed his eyes and recalled the outline and vague information behind the story.
It seems that in the past thousand years of isolation from the world, the people on this planet have not been without achievements and attempts. At least from Jasmine's words, we know that she should know part of the truth about this planet. And where did the sage who told and taught Jasmine knowledge come from? Is the miracle he claimed to have seen a metaphor or some kind of reality?
"I'm curious, why were the wolf bloods able to attack together with the mechanical autonomous units at that time? Wouldn't they be attacked?" Tilan asked with his eyes opened.
"They will be attacked, but the probability of being attacked is much lower than ours." Lewend's expression has regained a little vitality and hope, and he is no longer as dead as before.
"According to our tribe's experience over the past thousand years, in the threat list of the mechanical self-discipline unit, our butterfly species should be ranked very high. If the butterfly species is found in the detection range, we will be the primary target. Unless the butterfly species in the range has been completely eliminated, those mechanical units will not target other species for the time being." He explained the reason.
It turned out to be a priority setting. From this point of view, the four dark sun followers who participated in strangling the mechanical sun Rou were all listed as the number one enemy.
"Who is your leader now? Is he the one who commanded this rescue?"
"Now our leader is not a butterfly species, but a special messenger from the north. She has obtained a similar inheritance to Jasmine and has won our trust."
"I was in a hurry to rescue this time. I didn't have time to discuss it with the leader. I only brought some familiar companions with me. Fortunately, I was the only one left behind. Everyone should have escaped back." He said this and felt relieved.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Tilan shook her head.
"The messenger you mentioned, is she wearing a purple gauze dress, with a different kind of charm?"
"How do you know this?" Lewende was extremely surprised.
"I happened to see her, and that's why I came to see you. If I'm right, she will come to see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Tilan felt that with the means shown by the woman, it would not be difficult to find out where Lewende was imprisoned.
"Although I have no intention of restricting your freedom, I still advise you that if you want to leave, please make a decision after leaving the royal camp with us."
"Escape from the dungeon is too embarrassing for the queen. The reason why she can rule the grassland is because of this deterrent power."
"Don't think that it's just a small matter of a slave escaping, she won't care, in my opinion, she just deliberately shows indifference to this small matter."
"Because the most proud and confident expression is indifference."
"Based on your experience and various rumors in the past, the queen has a strong ambition and desire for control. She will not allow the descendants of her former enemies to openly escape from the royal camp, unless a sufficient price is paid to satisfy her face and majesty, so that she will show everyone a little bit of the king's demeanor between her fingers, and the purpose of doing this is only to better control this land and prevent others from easily making the decision to disobey her orders."
"In this way, it seems that I am also in danger. It seems that I have to prepare early." At this point, the girl seemed to think of something.
"There's really nothing I can do. I don't really like using violence to solve problems. As the Eastern proverb goes, a watermelon that is twisted off by brute force is often not delicious."
"I prefer a long-term stable order, rather than a distorted system maintained by brute force, although the latter is easier to achieve."
At this time, Tilan stood up, bent slightly, and said goodbye to Lewind who was sitting in the dungeon.
"See you next time, Mr. Lewind, give my regards to the leader. Maybe we will have a lot to talk about in the future, about this grassland, and about this planet and the world."
(End of this chapter)
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