This is a very quiet and peaceful town. Although Hades is recovering and the Jihad after more than 200 years is about to restart again, the terrible disaster and fire has spread in this upper world. But this remote Italian town does not seem to be much affected.
The impact may be there. Because the dark fighters, demons, running dogs and other evil things of the dark world run rampant in the upper world, the economic and production systems around the world have been seriously damaged and restricted. At least, for many ordinary people, life seems more difficult than before. Even some ordinary families sometimes have to live frugally and endure hunger.
The same is true of this town. Moreover, because of all kinds of disasters, many people were killed and displaced. These people become refugees. Because of the large number of refugees and orphans, the burden on all countries on the earth has been increased.
On the winding mountain road of the town, the man-made mountain road is surrounded by steep mountain walls. However, this mountain road is not narrow. It is five meters wide. Very wide.
There is another legend about this mountain road. It is said that it was a long time ago, as long as about one or two hundred years ago. A saint fighter came here. He defeated the evil things entrenched here, killed them, and then opened up this mountain road with his bare hands.
Otherwise, what a huge project it will take to open up such a road manually on the hillside.
Saint fighters, their fists can break the sky, and their feet can kick the earth. In the small town, the legend of the saint fighter has been passed down from generation to generation.
On the wide mountain road, a carriage loaded with a large amount of goods is walking slowly on the mountain road. Carrying so many goods, even if the carriage wants to be fast, it can''t get up at all. Moreover, on such a dangerous mountain road, driving a horse quickly is simply too long.
At the back of the carriage, the goods were packed in sacks. A big sack filled with drums piled neatly on the carriage. These sacks contain wheat transported into the town from the outside.
There are many villages around the town. The wheat was transported from a village near the town.
On the carriage, the driver was wearing patched old linen clothes. He held the reins in one hand and the whip in the other, and looked carefully at the mountain road.
The carriage moved slowly round a curve. From the mountain wall on the mountain road, small stones kept falling down. It gives people a very dangerous feeling. At this time, the coachman saw a strange figure on the mountain road ahead.
A burly young man was wearing ragged linen clothes. On his back, he carried a cube box about half a person tall. The box was wrapped in cloth and wrapped up.
Carrying such a big box, the young man''s back is still straight. He walked slowly, step by step. But he is firm.
"Another refugee fleeing?" thought the driver. Over the years, too many refugees have fled to the town. In the past, the town was just a very humble town in the whole of Italy. It can''t be compared with those big cities in Venice.
However, the big cities in Italy have been damaged. Instead, this remote town has become a few quiet places. For this reason, many nobles, businessmen and refugees fled to the town.
"The days are getting more and more sad now." looking at the young man''s back, such an idea flashed through the coachman''s mind.
The coachman thought so, and his eyes returned to his front. However, at this time, suddenly, a loud and harsh cry came from the cliff!
With this harsh cry, a violent wind suddenly came. Then a huge shadow came down from the sky!
Hearing the shrill sound, the coachman was almost stunned. But he subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this moment, he saw a huge dark shadow in his frightened eyes. In the pupil of his eyes was a huge eagle!
Eagle, the coachman has seen it. When he was young, he followed his father in business. I have been to many places in Italy. There are special Eagle trainers in a tribe in northern Italy. They trained eagles to use this flying and sharp eyed Raptor to observe the enemy or hunt.
However, the largest Eagle seen by the coachman could not be compared with the dark shadow in the sky. The shadow is too big. The huge eagle spread its wings ten meters away.
It was dark all over and gave off an unimaginable evil smell. Its eyes were blood red. The huge figure swooped down and cast a dark shadow full of oppression on the mountain road.
This is not a simple Eagle at all. This is a monster! It''s a demon! At this moment, such an idea flashed through the driver''s mind.
Deterred by such a huge Raptor, the original honest horse was frightened on the spot. It was in panic, its steps were disordered, and the carriage was about to overturn! At this moment, the situation seemed extremely critical.
At such a critical juncture. The figure who was walking slowly on the mountain road with the box on his back stopped his steps. He also raised his head and looked at the huge dark shadow in the sky. He murmured, "has the smell of evil reached here?"
The sentence fell, and then he held out his hand. With his action, a golden light burst into the sky!
The golden light soared into the sky like a sharp sword, and instantly penetrated the huge raptor in the sky! The dark red blood spilled from the sky. The fierce Eagle screamed in the sky. The huge figure fell directly, hit the mountain road hard, and then hit the cliff.
One move killed the Raptor attacking passers-by, and the young man carrying the box disappeared from his place. When he appeared again, he had come to the carriage, and his hand had been pressed on the frightened horse. It was incredible that he held the horse''s neck with one hand and pressed the horse''s back with the other. The frightened horse was controlled by him.
"It''s all right, it''s all right." while controlling the frightened horse, he whispered comfort. Under the comfort of the young man, the frightened horse really slowly recovered its peace.