Gospel Continent, Chiinkna.

This land is located in the northwest of the Gospel Continent, adjacent to Bigbowo, and still retains the most desolate and primitive features in the territory: desert, yellow sand, and tumbleweeds. Although barren, its name means "treasure", which was what the Bigbowers hoped for at the time. It was a turbulent time, and it was a time when everyone was squandering their passions...... Tens of thousands of Bigbowau speculators – who prefer to be called "pioneers" – poured into the land, deceived and killed the natives, and explored further afar, trying to master the continent.

Ironically, in the neighbouring land of Bigbow, the Bigbowo pioneers were countered by the natives and were forcibly stopped. Bigbower has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to operate, but the results achieved are not optimistic. Over time, the bonds between the children and grandchildren of the pioneers and their homeland gradually faded, and a "Cheingena Federation" was founded, which was nominally owned by Bigbower but in fact had the secret intervention of many forces. Although the federation adopts a parliamentary system for decision-making, there is no real head of state, but it has a guardian hero and a national artifact, so it is also recognized as a sovereign state. Recently, there have been voices in the Cheinkner federation that want to establish an empire and break away from Bigbower, which has caused Bigbower's annual military budget to soar by 15%.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chiinkner will not be independent, at least not yet. The country is in constant civil war. The tension between the settlers and the natives was largely irreconcilable, and the two kept each other at bay, resulting in Chiinckner remaining a loose regime. Adventurers often see Chiinkna not as a country, but as a larger cluster of cities.

Chiinckner's polarization manifests itself in various ways. It is not only influenced by the modern technology exported by the steel city, but also retains a strong indigenous religious culture. In the same way, there are two great gods in this country, one is the "death" poaching expert and rock trigger representing the pioneer group, and the other is the "rock" beast soul shaman and the wind on behalf of the indigenous people.

"Oak County has arrived, passengers who get off the bus are asked to take their luggage and belongings. Oak County has arrived......"

Amid the sound of the conductor's early loss of enthusiasm but still trying to disguise his enthusiasm, the steam train slowly entered the station. Before the car stopped, a short man and a tall and thin man in the carriage rushed to the door of the car impatiently, and then stuck at the door together, and then glared at each other angrily, and said in unison: "Let me pass first!" "These two people are Fermat and Strom disguised as humans, and although they have changed their appearances, they still can't change their love of choking each other.

This is the Oakshire Central Station. The two entered Chiinkena territory, took a train for three days and three nights, and finally arrived in Oak County. Oak County is Chiinquena's only seaport city, and one of the most important seaport cities in the Gospel Continent, although it does not have a shipping route to the Savage Realm, it has the only direct shipping route in the world to the steel city.

Chiinkner wasn't very interested in technology, and for many years, only cowboys were using firearms (and revolvers, which the steel city considered "inefficient"). Probably because of the proximity to the water, Oak County is more modern than the rest of Chiinkena, with clock shops, hospitals, metallurgical factories, cameras and electric street lights in some important traffic sections, so it seems that there should be a power plant in the county, right? However, the map sold to tourists did not indicate the power plant, and the two of them estimated that it was deliberately concealed for safety reasons.

Steel City has set up an office in Oak County, which has been designed from the beginning to be simple and efficient, divided into different reception windows according to different functions, and the two of them only need to submit the city invitation letter and personal identification (this application window has the smallest number of people in the queue), and they will receive a reply in a few days. If nothing happens, the two of them will be able to board a freighter between Oak County and Steel City to their sacred place of learning.

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The Empire of Twilight, the "City of Waiting", the Royal Palace.

"Is Your Majesty still unwell today?"

"Yes."

The two people in the conversation are both Dusk Zen masters, and the "Your Majesty" in their mouths is the current Dusk Pope Annikir. They stood in front of His Majesty's chamber and talked, while the two twilight ghosts guarding the door ignored it.

"The human body is plagued by hunger, thirst, fatigue, and disease, which is really burdensome, why doesn't Your Majesty transform itself into a half-dead creature?"

"Because it's easier to be a pope as a human and not a half-dead person...... Regardless of race, they only have a sense of identity with their own fellow citizens. The gods chose His Majesty, presumably to spread the light of dusk further, after all, the masters of this world are still humans. ”

In the dormitory, Anigil was not bedridden as rumored, but sat on a chair with her hand gently holding on to the cradle railing. He deliberately kept this position into meditation because it was the most common posture used by his mother.

Yes, he has a mom too!

The Mother of the Necromancy, the Black Mother, that's the name of the mother.

After discovering the existence of her mother in her memory, Anigil immediately excused herself from all matters on the grounds of her sudden illness and concentrated on tracing the past, even if Black Edge visited him several times, he turned her away. With the help of the Twilight Cult's secret method and the power of the gods, his memory gradually became clearer. Mom is not a real mother, but she is meticulous and unreservedly devoted to him. Mom is perfect, the embodiment of kindness and gentleness, a true goddess.

"It turns out that Sister Suo'er used to cry very much. Where is she now, and what is she doing? I didn't even have a letter from home, and I was worried about being a younger brother. ”

Awakened from meditation, Anniegill smiled, her mind flooded with longing. He had just pieced together the memories of Halloween, when he was carried around by his mother and saw all kinds of silliness of his uncles and aunts. He took the glass of water from one side, rehydrated it, and quickly went back to meditation. He even compresses the time necessary for his body to consume the necessary water and nutrients to a minimum, in order to organize his memories as quickly as possible.

After learning that she had a mother, Anniegill was first excited, then confused, and then uneasy.

Where has Mom gone now?

Should she ......

In fact, without warning, Mom disappeared from his memory.

He closed his eyes and took the initiative to speed up the flow of mental energy during meditation, even if it would cause a burden on his body and even irreversible damage to the foundation of his magical power. He was bleeding from his nose and stained his robe.

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"What's wrong?"

"It's not like venting your anger. It is impossible for a murderer to waste a short time of action in venting his anger. Is it a warning? ”

"It's too arrogant. There are no traces. ”

"Tearing people apart? This kind of berserk power is obviously not something that ordinary people can possess. At least not the necromantic beasts I've trained. ”

"Didn't Wumu resist? Didn't even make a sound? Otherwise, how could Anniegill stay asleep all the time? ”

"No, even her soul has dissipated. The fire of her soul was dissipated by a blow that could have made her more painful than a broken limb. She actually ...... Endure until you die? ”

"No...... Cannot be recycled. [Soul Transformation] cannot be converted twice. Fermat, can you use [recycling]? ”

"It's too shattered to do it. The murderer must have known my skills, so he chose to shred the corpse and had the intention of putting her to death. ”

"Then let's all disperse. Stay safe. ”

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Annikil woke up suddenly, and he touched his face, which was full of tears and blood.

The person who loved him left long before he could understand it, and to whom should he repay it?

His mother loved him so much that even if he was tortured to death, he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of waking him up. But Mom! At that time, as long as I woke up, I could see the murderer's face clearly and avenge you!

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The Gospel Continent, a wild and secret realm.

It's late at night.

In the sweltering air, the cries of birds and insects flickered far and near. Su'er hugged her knees and sat in a simple nest piled up with leaves, terrified. She clutched a small bag tightly, this was the high-grade demonic beast feces she had collected from Chisami's advice, and there was also a lot of spillage near the nest. Warcraft divides the territory with excrement, and high-level Warcraft feces can be avoided by other Warcraft, which is very useful for Su'er who spends the night alone. I heard the boss of Armani say that he still has a way to get dragon dung, and if there is such a thing, it is enough to completely clean the forest within a radius of ten kilometers; Suo'er also wants dragon dung, but dragon dung is difficult to get, and she can't afford even a gram of dragon dung after working hard to pay off the arrears.

The stench of feces became stronger and stronger under the high temperature, and Su'er knew that even her hair would stink after a night. She's used to it, and she has to get used to it.

Adventurers, unlike the aborigines, will "go offline" to rest, so they have to spend each night alone. However, the night of the Savage Secret Realm does not mean peace by any means, many Warcraft with nocturnal habits will hunt around, and Suo'er, who only has the strength of the advanced early stage, can only use the high-level Warcraft Feces Fox Fake Tiger Might. Of course, she could have spent the night in elf and orc camps, if she dared to let the other party find out that they were necromantic creatures. According to Chikami, there are people in the elf camp who have successfully changed jobs three times, and the danger index is almost equivalent to that of a demonic beast's lair.

Smelling the stench of feces, Suo'er remembered the Twilight Empire, although it was also filled with the smell of corpses, but it was a familiar smell after all. Inexplicably, her memories were recalled. She misses her princess bed so much, and she misses the silk quilt and swan feather pillow...... She remembered her grandfather, the steward who made her tea, Uncle Fermat and Uncle Stroum, who racked their brains to make knick-knacks for her, Uncle Waterpole, who held the little necromantic beast to please her, Sister Clavisol, who always pinched her face, and the ghostly ...... There is also Grandpa Patra, who is not angry when he is dragged by his beard, Sister Nave, who is very handsome, Uncle Frankie, who is always silent but very reliable, and Anigil, who babbles and drools...... And the dad who is always in charge of himself and is very serious...... Qian Wuyi doesn't care about her at all, in such a comparison, Dad's control is like caring all the time......

"Suo'er, how many times have you said it!" She wiped away her tears and said to herself, "Don't cry anymore!" Didn't you choose this path yourself?! ”

Yes, I chose to experience in this forest full of dangers! It's because I hate the shackles of my family and choose to live freely! When I cry when I encounter a little setback, I just want to go home, is that still an experience? Not to mention what the family thinks of themselves, even if the people of "Si Lebing" look down on themselves, it will definitely not work! Especially that Armani, he must have been waiting for himself to make a joke!

Suddenly she was creepy!

The spider silk that dotted her around made her tremble strangely!

Her sixth sense drives her to jump and run!

Just three seconds after she ran out, a huge claw pressed against the place where she had just stayed, trampling the leaf nest to pieces! She didn't know what was coming, and she didn't need to know what it was, because it was easy to trip or hit a tree in this extremely difficult terrain. She suddenly understood a truth: the dung of high-level demonic beasts is a double-edged sword, which can deter lower-level demonic beasts, but it will attract their natural enemies to come and hunt.

If you don't have the strength, don't expect to get a good night's sleep in the Savage Secret Realm.

The bag of feces swirled in the air, crashing into the trunk of a tree and spewing out a foul-smelling flower.