Dorothy and others were looking down at all living beings outside the chessboard, and they naturally witnessed the evolution of this world.

She saw the rise and fall of many races in this world, witnessed the fall of an originally prosperous mortal magic kingdom, and watched the survivors of that kingdom being forced to live in the wilderness of the far north.

She also saw the internal fighting among the dragon clan. A huge dragon escaped with a nest of dragon eggs, and finally fell on the sea. Its dragon body turned into a mountain, and the nest of dragon eggs absorbed magic power and waited.

When you break out of your shell.

Soon, the mortal survivors formed a small tribe on the cruel ice field. In order to calm people's hearts, the young chief decided to hold a celebration to pray to the gods.

In the dragon corpse island, a nest of dragon eggs began to shake, and then cracks began to appear on the hard eggshell.

[The game begins...]

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"Great God, we offer sacrifices to you, praying for your mercy and blessing our tribe to survive this cold winter."

The bright moon hangs high in the night sky, looking down at the earth like the indifferent eye of God.

In the pure white ice field, in the broken tribe, the young chief and his tribe were dancing sacrificial dances around a bonfire. This was the only inheritance left by their ancestors to their descendants.

As for whether this prayer dance can really solicit the mercy of the gods, the young chief Elsa doesn't know, but it would be good to make the tribe feel at ease, or even worse, dancing around the bonfire can also warm the body.

That's not a loss.

However, as their dance gradually reached its climax, the bonfire in the center suddenly made a bursting sound, and then the flames rose up, like a pillar of fire, straight into the sky.

In the sky, the bright full moon also dropped a pillar of light. This pillar of light combined with the pillar of fire, and a god emerged from the light and fire.

It was a goddess whose beauty could not be described in words. She had rabbit-like ears on her head, and four white wings spread out on her waist behind her back. The moonlight and flames floated behind her like ribbons, wrapping around her wings and arms.

In between, there is a divine anomaly.

The goddess's figure is very tall and plump, and her height is not much higher than that of the tallest warrior in the tribe. Coupled with her feminine and maternal body, which has both strength and beauty, she is very reassuring at first sight.

If there is anything strange, it is that such a sacred goddess does not hold any handsome equipment such as a staff or a holy sword in her hand. She holds an ordinary hammer in her hand.

"Ah, this is really amazing."

Elsa blinked her eyes in confusion, forgetting the sacrificial dance she was dancing. Fortunately, the older elders around her were still awake. They quickly pulled her clothes, pressed her head, and wanted to join them.

Kneel down.

But their knees did not touch the ground.

The goddess born from light and fire opened her eyes and spoke the first words of her arrival in this world.

"Stand up, don't kneel"
Chapter completed!