Blood of Ember

"No system + not brainless + calm male protagonist + plot flow + strategy + war + passion + tragedy + mortal flow + continental hegemony + Gao Ran's sadistic pleasure" Those without blood will be sentenced to death on the stone slab, born with low status, and will be slaves and servants for generations. Aylin was crucified for the rest of his life at the age of ten - no bloodline, no talent, no spiritual foundation. He made a living by blacksmithing in Greystone Town. His scars were covered with frostbite, and he thought he would be trapped in the mud for the rest of his life. No one knew that under the white pinhole on his fingertips, the last embers of the Sun God slept. It's not the glorious bloodline given by God, it's the last words that God left unsaid before he died. Scarface died in the Blackthorn Forest. He was given half a wooden sword hilt and only said "build your own group." Three remnants, half a bag of copper coins, and not even qualified to register as a mercenary group. The bloodline nobles laughed at him for being a toad and dreaming of ascending to heaven, while the temple priests scolded him for being a pariah and transgressing. He led a group of bloodless people whom no one wanted, carried a broken shield, held a rusty sword, and climbed up step by step. The heretics were cut down in the Blackthorn Forest, the deadlock was broken at the Eagle Beak Rock, and the walls of the Castle of Ashes were built. What about the white fire of Breta? What about the Dragon Blood Royal Family? He insisted on smashing the three, six, and nine levels determined by God with one punch. When the tide of heresy swept across the continent, the sins of the gods were revealed. The whole continent is waiting for the descendants of the divine blood to save the world. Only a bloodless man who was born as a blacksmith stood under the giant tree of life. He wants to ignite his own flesh and blood and be the last fire in the dark night. ——You can light the fire yourself.