Building the Angel Empire from the Eagle Clan

World of Ferelands.

Age of Titans and Dragons.

The high savage mountains at the junction of grassland and forest.

The great sun was in the sky, blazing like scorching!

'High Savage Mountain Tribe, the king's court has an order! Enlist fifty Eagleman warriors! For a period of three days, rush to the Forest of Vast Expanse to follow the orders of the God of Thunder!"

Above the mountain cliffs.

A gray and black feathered Morgan's Eagleman lifted his wings in mid-air, holding a bone spear in his clawed hand, and shouted at the Eaglemen on the cliff.

On the cliff below, among the crowd of Eagleman.

Mike looked up in confusion, looking around him and up into the sky.

'What am I .... to what?!"

Soon, he realized the difference.

All around him were Eagleman with human faces and bird beaks, eagle feet and eagle morgans, covered in gray and black feathers.

The Eagleman people were clad in simple animal skin clothing, thin and weak, with vegetable-colored faces, and it was clear at a glance that they were the result of chronic malnutrition.

He himself, still a juvenile Eagleman, stood by the side of a female Eagleman.

Soon, the brief memory of the juvenile Eagleman surfaced to his mind.

'Messenger! There are only two hundred Eagleman of my clan in total, if all the young and strong leave, how else can we survive in this great wilderness, please be more lenient."

Among the crowd of Eagleman on the cliff, a tall, burly Eagleman stood at the front, begging towards the Eagleman emissary in mid-air.

However, the messenger did not care about their deaths, and only said.

'Hmph, I don't care about this, if you arrive on schedule you can live, if not you will destroy your tribe!"

After saying this, he lifted his wings and flew to another place, leaving behind only the Eagleman people who were full of misery.

Night.

A bunch of bonfires were gathered on the cliff.

Above it roasted some of the remaining meat of the Eagleman tribe.

The Eagleman youths ate the meat in silence, and beside them were their relatives.

Mike was also standing next to a male Eagleman with his mother.

The male Eagleman was tall, the patriarch of this Eagleman tribe, the tall Eagleman who had begged the messenger for leniency during the day.

He finished his meat, turned his head to Mike, sighed, touched his head, and smiled.

'My son must grow up healthy!"

Mike sniffed, and although he had changed, he was still somewhat touched by the fusion of the memories of the young Eagleman.

Then, he looked at the female Eagleman and solemnly said.

'Shirley, the war between the Titan God Race and the Swift Dragon Race has lasted for a thousand years. Ten years ago, our fathers left without returning. This time, when we go, we will likewise live or die. After I leave, Mike will rely on you to raise him."

The female Eagleman's eyes moistened at the corners of her eyes.

'Morgan, can't we just not go, let's leave the High Savage Mountains and hide away."

'It can't be done, the whole world, divided and ruled by Titans and dragons. Here, we can still survive. Going elsewhere will only lead to annihilation."

Father Eagle said helplessly.

'O Morgan, you must return safely!"

'I will."

Early in the morning of the second day.

All of the Eagleman's young and strong then flew westward to the Vast Sea Forest under the leadership of Eagleman's father.

On the mountain cliff, a group of Eagleman old and weak women and children looked at the figures of the distant Eagleman warriors and couldn't help but tighten their arms around their children.

....

Three years later.

In a forest near the High Barbarian Mountain.

Mike held a short stone spear in his claws and stood at the top of a tree, a pair of cold vertical eyes staring down.

A large and a small thick-skinned boar were being surrounded by three forest wolves.

The small thick-skinned boar had already had half of its head bitten off by the forest wolves, and was dead.

The large thick-skinned boar was aroused by the pain of losing his son, and ignoring the wounds, he lowered his head and raised his tusks to charge fiercely.

A forest wolf was run through and fell to the ground dead, a forest wolf was similarly slashed through the belly and lay kicking for breath.

Another wolf gave the thick-skinned boar one final blow.

Just then, an eagle's cry rang out.

Mike landed on his wings from the treetops and lifted up his stone spear and plunged it accurately into the wolf's eye.

With that, the forest wolf died in agony.

[You have killed a forest wolf, experience +10]

Mike ignored it, turned around and flew towards the prone and seriously injured forest wolf, violently throwing the stone spear in his hand.

The stone spear flew out and hit it right in the throat.

[You have killed a forest wolf, experience +10]

The entire process was incredibly fast and clean.

It wasn't until the end of the battle that three teenage Eagleman from fell to the ground.

'Mike, you're awesome!"

'We just flew out of the trees and you killed them all."

Mike smiled and nodded.

'Ryan, Vincent, Cross, you guys take some of the prey back, I'll watch from here."

'Okay Mike, watch out then!"

After the three teenage Eagleman finished speaking, they combined their efforts to take away a small and a large thick-skinned boar.

Watching them fly away, Mike briefly dealt with the gore of the three forest wolves and flew to the treetops.

He sat on a branch and looked at the setting sun in the far west, shaking off the blood from his stone spear.

'Open the panel."

[Name]: Mike

[Race]: Eagleman

[Age]: 9

[Attributes]: strength 5, constitution 4, spirit 9, agility 8, charisma 3.

[Level]: unlocked (under seal, to be opened when the game starts)

[Skills]: Throwing (Proficient), Spearmanship (Proficient)

[Skill Points]: Unlocked (under seal, to be opened when the game starts)

[Talent]: None

[Quest System]: Unlocked (under seal, to be opened after the game starts)

Game Opening Countdown]: 3650136 days, 5 hours and 35 minutes.

When he saw that [Game Opening Countdown], Mike couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Traveling through Eagleman, the sky collapsed to open the game, and the game system was surprisingly not working yet.

'I also don't know if I'm an NPC or a player here?"

He sighed deeply.

'The system can't be relied on for now, so I can only rely on myself first. Fortunately, I can still look at the attributes and skills, and it's not all crap."

The afterglow of the setting sun waved between the leaves, a golden color.

Mike skimmed off a branch and gestured in the air, muttering to himself.

'Nothing left or right to freshen up again."

'After three years of coming to this world, I've already established that this is the ancient era of the World of Ferelands game, the chapter of Titans and Dragons."

'Back then, when I entered the game, I was in the fifth chapter, the era of the rise of the human empire."

'At that time, the era of Titans and Dragons was long gone. After the ancient battle, the Titans were nowhere to be found, and the dragons returned to Dragon Island."

'There is too little information about this period of time, and in my memories, the only bit of record is three years before the final battle between the Titans and Dragons. The God of Thunder, Atri, beheaded King Arilatos, the favorite infant son of the Swift Dragon Emperor, the Blue Dragon King, in a war for territory!"

'That is, the ancestor of the Blue Dragons of later generations."

'This incident was the trigger."

'The Dragon Emperor was furious, and poured his entire clan into a fierce battle against the Titans, and in the end, both were defeated, and the Goblins took advantage of the opportunity to rise!"

'At that time, I watched the dataset and didn't care about the journey of the Eagleman race."

'At this time, Eagleman still had the King's Court ruling over hundreds of thousands of Eagleman in the Taikoo world, belonging to one of the intelligent races."

Thinking of this, he glanced up and down at his appearance and sighed.

'Eagleman this kind of rookie demonic creature at the time of the fifth chapter, the future has been excluded from the intelligent races. Players won't even have the option of Eagleman in their opening game."

'To be honest, Eagleman's talent is indeed low. This Eagleman teenage body, I've tried a lot of methods from later eras, but there's no way to awaken Transcendence."

'No talent means no talent!"

'Transcendent can't even be awakened, let alone in the future."

He frowned in thought.

'But I remember that in the fifth chapter, there has been a legend circulating."

'An ordinary turtle bathed in the blood of a titan in the ancient times and ended up becoming a demigod, surviving until the time of the player's descent."

'I originally wanted to awaken Transcendence in this way as well."

'But these past three years I heard that bathing in Titan's blood doesn't make you stronger, but instead you'll burn to death, no one is an exception!"

'How was that old turtle able to bathe in Titan's blood and not die, but instead reign over the Transcendent?"

Mike was deep in thought.

'I've done this old turtle's quest, think harder, there might be a clue!"

The sun set, night came, and the river of stars shone brightly.

Mike and his three little friends returned to High Savage Mountain with the remaining three forest wolf corpses.

By now the campfire on the cliff was already burning, and the fat thick-skinned boar was sizzling on the grill.

The Eagleman people circled around in front of the bonfire, looking at the roasting thick-skinned boar, and all of them revealed looks of anticipation.

Some of the Eagleman's young children were already drooling and salivating.

The thick-skinned boar was the most fat and plump prey in the Whispering Forest, and even nowadays, Mike and the others would be hard pressed to come across one.

This time, they encountered three wolves surrounding the thick-skinned boar, thus picking up a bargain, which was not usually seen.

When the roasting was completed, Mike was given the fattest piece of wild boar meat.

When all the Eaglemen had eaten and drank their fill, an old Eagleman with gray and white feathered morgan and a stooped figure stood up tremblingly, walked to the campfire, and faced all the Eaglemen and shouted.