What exactly is death?

The body is inactive, the heart stops beating, the brain is no longer functioning, and the soul is completely annihilated...... These are all signs of death, and only one of them can be counted down to death in 90% of cases.

But are these absolute?

Not necessarily. The Lich's flesh is inactive, the Treant has no heart at all, the Headless Horseman's head is just an ornament that may have a pumpkin on it when he's happy, and some beings can live comfortably and even incomparably powerful without even needing a soul.

However, in this brutal and dark multiverse, death is inevitable for any existence, and even the transcendent will need to cross high thresholds to temporarily escape its pursuit.

"Priest, I must say one thing."

In the underground sterile laboratory at the headquarters of Wintercastle Academy, a man with a low voice calmly said to the disciple who was kneeling in front of him: "All the members of the 'Lookout' elven clan have been corrupted by chaos, and their souls have been attacked by the plague evil god, and now the situation is not good, they are now being treated in the elven homeland in the far south, and the awakening time is unpredictable. ”

"However, thanks to the Mother Tree, she used her last strength to protect their souls and bodies before they were destroyed, and although they were hit hard, their lives were worry-free, at least they were guaranteed to live."

As he said this, the man found that his disciple's body trembled.

"But...... Sur, she doesn't have a connection to the mother tree. ”

"In that case, it should be dead."

Hearing this, the gray-haired young man immediately gritted his teeth, while the man narrowed his eyes, looked at his disciple, and then said in a low voice, "Priest, why are you so sad. ”

He chuckled and said, "You are extraordinary, do you really think that death is the end?" ”

"Death is just the beginning."

Starfall 840, March 7, 7 a.m., on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion in the inner city of Moldavia.

Human beings like to use the word unique to describe precious and rare things, and like to use the word "ubiquitous" to describe the common and overflowing of a thing.

And in the world of Mycrof, ordinary humans without supernatural powers are common and overflowing. Among the ten people, there are almost eight or nine ordinary people who do not have the slightest extraordinary strength, and the remaining one may not be a serious professional, maybe just a magic trick or two, or a fighting trick.

In contrast, the transcendent is undoubtedly rare, in the high magic world of Microf, maybe everyone knows about the existence of magic, but it is absolutely rare to be able to cross the barrier of the middle level of black iron and become a serious professional class like the top of black iron, just like everyone knows how to lose weight, but only a few people can successfully lose weight.

However, there is a clear distinction between 'ordinary humans' and 'transcendents'.

But in this world, there is no such thing as a 'destined ordinary person'.

The Grand Administrator of the Lord's Mansion of Moldavia, the Super Administrator of the Magic Net of the Wintercastle Academy, and the Honorary Vice President of the Official Chamber of Commerce of the Lord's Mansion of the Northlands, who may have been a weapon but has now become a complete butler, Rin Akrol sat at his desk in his room, browsed the forum in the Spiritual Terminal with a serious face, and then launched the second large-scale net purification activity of the year.

"These people live on the Internet, why do they have so much energy every day!"

The black-haired boy ruthlessly deleted all the garbage stickers, advertising stickers and water stickers in the altar, and successively banned many students who spoke irregularly, causing many students in the forum to tremble.

"Do a good deed every day."

After doing these things, a refreshed Rin clapped his hands and withdrew from the magic net.

As the seventh generation of divine machines created by the Empire's artificial goblin project, Rin and his sister both have goblin-like psionic bodies, which allows them to use gem-like spiritual terminals to log in to the magic net like ordinary humans - in fact, their existence itself is a giant spiritual terminal, and they can easily connect to the magic net in any environment with just a single thought.

It is precisely because of this that he and Miss No. 3 and Hotaru will become one of the super administrators who manage the magic network, providing a quiet and clean Internet environment for more and more mental end users - the official statement, just listen to it seriously, in fact, the black-haired teenager is just a little obsessive-compulsive, and he can't see any non-standard posting formats.

Standing up from his desk, Rin sorted out the notes and books he had read last night, and put aside the unfinished books such as "Empire", "City of Faith", and "Advanced Contemporary Magical Runes: Aether", put the notes one by one, and then put the finished books such as "How to Please Your Leadership: The Way to Promotion", "Thirty-three Points to Raising a Dragon", and "Social Movements" into the bookcase, neatly arranged.

You can see that there are two pictures on the side of the bookcase, one is Rin's schedule for the month, which is densely packed with points and red circles, and the other is a magic photo of a black-haired man with a black-haired boy riding a black dragon for a ride in a snowstorm.

After tidying up, Rin meticulously turned off the lamp, tidied up his collar, and prepared to go out for a new day's work.

Some time ago, the master woke up from his slumber, and after returning to the territory, it was really a good time to make a fuss, because the lord was safe and sound and successfully advanced, many old friends from all over the world came to celebrate, His Majesty the Pope brought his adopted son Lolanda to come in person, and Brandon, who had been sharpening his swordsmanship in the abyss some time ago, also brought a family to visit, not to mention the group of legendary powerhouses - for more than a month, the people of the Northland were shrouded in the coercion of the recovery of legendary powerhouses, The demonic beasts that didn't have time to run away were basically domesticated directly, and when they saw people, not only did they not dare to bite, but they would even lie down and wag their tails, posing pitifully.

Those days were really busy, Rin thought back to that month, couldn't help pursing his lips and shook his head, if it wasn't for the fact that the master gave them the cultivation materials from the goblin township, the goblins, so that he and his sister could touch the bypass, and the strength went further, maybe they would really be busy and dizzy.

But now it's much better - the communication between the master and the legendary powerhouses has ended, and the craze for advancement has gradually begun to cool down, and everything is back on track.

And just as the black-haired boy walked out of his room, he passed by a statue.

The appearance of the statue is exactly the same as that of the boy himself, and it can even be said that ordinary people are completely unable to distinguish the difference between the two at rest. Rin paused, looked the statue up and down, and smiled.

This statue was made for everyone in the lord's mansion when the previous master practiced creation, and it was shaped on an atomic scale, perfectly restoring everyone's faces and expressions, and the level of detail was incredible, and when he saw it for the first time, Rin himself had the illusion that he was looking at himself.

The statue's Rin was dressed in a butler's suit, and there was nothing special about it, just sitting on a chair as usual, holding a book in his hand, looking at it quietly, his expression seemed to be thinking, as if he had comprehended.

It's very delicate, but there are no very special features worth remembering, not like my sister and Miss No. 3, beautiful and eye-catching, not like the majesty of the black dragon form, this statue at a glance is just an ordinary teenager looking at a book.

This is a matter of course.

Rin knew that she wasn't a characteristic.

I will only work meticulously, obey orders, instructions, and complete the tasks assigned by the master, and there will be no other superfluous thoughts and no complaints.

Be meticulous in what you should do.,Keep the instructions in mind.,Take care of the sisters who were given up at the beginning of the forging.,So some sisters who are off the line.,Raise a certain black dragon when the owner is away.,Take her and Xiaoguang for a walk.,If necessary.,Sometimes you have to assist Miss No. 3 to deal with some technical problems.,By the way, confirm the leadership of the family with superb fairy card technology...... It's not conspicuous, hidden behind the scenes, and seems to be just an ordinary person.

But he is not ordinary, and he is not an ordinary, ubiquitous butler role.

The brunette boy knows and believes in it.

He is the perfect machine, the best weapon, the squire, and the steward.

That's who he is.

With this in mind, he opened the door, walked through the corridor, walked out of the Lord's Mansion, and headed towards the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce not far away.

Along the way, you can still vaguely see the traces left by the celebration and carnival not long ago, the radio and LCD screens on the street are playing melodious morning music, and the sound of the opening of the commercial area not far away can be faintly heard, and many residents can be seen in the surrounding houses are opening the doors, sweeping the snow and icicles under the eaves, you can see that the owners of the houses are of various races, from dwarves to elves, from halflings to dwarves, and even you can see the human aunts who are ready to go to the business area to buy ingredients and the neighbors' fish-people greeting, There was a voice that God knows who would understand.

A house opened its door, and a man with white and blonde hair was carrying a snow shovel, ready to sweep the snow from the outside world, he casually looked up, and then saw the black-haired boy who had already walked down the street.

"Hey, isn't that Steward Rin?"

The man was slightly stunned, then shook his head and sighed: "I went out to work early in the morning, but I am really serious and responsible." ”

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Inside the house, a somewhat lazy female voice came: "Hurry up and finish shoveling the snow, come over for breakfast, we have to report to the personnel department of the Royal Mage Guild today." ”

"Yes, Amira, I see." Laughing in response to his sister's words, Ivan Maklov rolled up his sleeves and began to bend down to shovel snow.

In fact, with his chief graduate of Wintercastle Academy, the power of the gold tier, it only takes one thought to control the magic power and sweep away all the snow in his house and even the entire block - but it is not bad to do occasional physical labor, not to mention that there are rules in the city that you cannot use any power that is equivalent to and exceeds the silver primary level, and if you are not allowed to do so, you will be thrown into the magic energy factory and used as a human flesh magic engine for a period of time.

Prefer to use supernatural powers? Then use it to make a contribution to the public.

Although it may sound like a rule that is just to take care of the safety of ordinary residents, in fact, Ivan, who has begun to gradually enter the management of the empire, knows that things are not so simple.

Because the number of transcendents is gradually increasing.

More than ten years ago, before the demon tide arrived, the free energy density of the whole world was not large, and the inheritance of the transcendent was generally spread in the mode of small academies and master-apprentice inheritance, so the number of transcendents was very rare, even if you counted the most widely spread military cultivation methods and simple witchcraft of folk spellcasters, the number of transcendents was also very rare.

But now, the demon tide has come, and recently a large transcendent academy has been opened all over the world, and the number of transcendents is increasing at an obvious rate.

From Ivan's own point of view, things are even more obvious - since he and his sister Amira graduated from Wintercastle Academy, moved out of his grandfather Edward, and bought a house in the city center of his own, every day he can hear the news that the surrounding households have children or relatives entering Wintercastle, and even some parents themselves have signed up for the 'advanced practical training class' of the Lord's Mansion for adults, and learned a magic or two or two tricks.

In just half a year, the number of transcendental beings, which was originally one percent or one-tenth, swelled rapidly, even to the point that there were three or four transcendents among ten people.

Although it is said that the vast majority of new professionals are just the most superficial and lowly transcendents, even so, they can use magic energy equipment, can activate rune arrays, and exert not weak power through magic guides...... It is precisely because of this that as the number of transcendents increases, there are also more special decrees for transcendentals.

After shoveling the snow, Ivan returned to the house, shoveled the snow behind the door, and walked to the kitchen to prepare for breakfast. When he sat down next to a girl with the same white blond hair as him, Ivan casually asked, "How is our dragon?" ”

"I'm still sleeping, and I guess it will take a few days to wake up."

Amira spread jam on Ivan's bread and replied a little nonchalantly, "Then again, brother, do you think we can really go to the abyss?" ”

"Why not?"

Ivan poured a glass of milk for Amira, and when he heard this, he shook his head with some confusion: "Do you remember what the teacher said when he was looking for us disciples a few days ago?" ”

"The world of McCrove has reached a critical moment, in the past, we were imprisoned in a dark and ancient cage, but now, we have to break free from the shackles of rotten rust and leave this cage - it is obvious that the teacher has made a big discovery in their adventure this time, and the resources are shifting towards the 'new world' in the teacher's mouth."

At this point, Ivan took a bite of the jam-coated bread and said with some slurry: "I know, you must be thinking, since the resources are starting to favor the new world, then why do we go to the abyss?" It's simple, my sister, because the outside is safe and the inside is ...... The world of Microf is approaching the abyss, so we must deal with the threats next to us before we can move on to the new world. ”

As he spoke, he swallowed the food in his mouth, he looked at his sister, and smiled, "Those people in the Department of External Exploration are adventurous, and what we who don't like to move around needs to do is to make their hometown more stable when they are adventurous." What's more, even if we don't have this reason, don't we still have to look for opportunities to go to the abyss? ”

This is a matter of course, the brother and sister who vowed to crusade against the five-colored dragon for the rest of their lives looked at each other and smiled, then lowered their heads and ate breakfast quietly.

Where the five-colored dragons are, they are.

Of course, they are going to the abyss.

"Of course we're going to the abyss!"

In her home, Lisa, the dragon girl, loudly announces the plan she has just decided: "It's time to send Mr. Syndicate back to his hometown!" ”

Recently, the dragon girl's words have become more and more straightforward, without any tactfulness, and I don't know who I learned it from.

"Zizi." (Support)

In the hall, a silver alarm clock on the table rang twice, making a sound of support, and the doppelganger of the first number dutifully turned the stopwatch and continued: "Zizizi? (What time do we leave?) ）

On the other side, a dragon man sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, looking somewhat similar to Lisa, but slightly taller and more masculine, blinked, and subconsciously complained: "What do you mean by sending me back to my hometown?" ”

"Hey, Mr. Syndicate, don't you want to go back?"

The dragon girl who announced the news originally thought that the fire demon would be very happy, but she didn't expect the other party to have this attitude, and she immediately lowered her head in disappointment, unable to see her expression clearly.

"No, Lisa, you see, I'm no longer a fire demon!" Seeing Lisa's somewhat sad look, the syndicate immediately became nervous, he quickly put down the newspaper, got up and walked to Lisa's side, held the other party's hand and wanted to explain: "After my life form has changed, I am no longer a demon, let alone the abyss...... Hey, you're not crying?! ”

"Of course not." Grabbing the Syndicate's hand, Lisa looked up, her face was sunny, and she shrugged her shoulders, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in the fire demon's ear, "I just want to see where you used to live...... How, don't want to? ”

"Also...... No...... Say ......"

The syndicate really wanted to say 'no', after all, the abyss is indeed not a good place, and his life in the abyss is honestly just ordinary fighting, killing, eating, drinking, and there is nothing interesting about it, the life in the McCrof world is so comfortable and comfortable, and the people speak well, he likes it here so much, and he doesn't want to go back at all.

But in the end, he compromised: "Okay, if Lisa you really want to go...... Let's go, my experience is probably useful. ”

"Mr. Syndicate is the best!"

At the same time, Lisa and the others are next door.

In a small house in the same residential area of Nancheng District, the atmosphere is completely opposite to that of the happy next door.

The cold winter wind blew back, the frost gradually spread on the inside of the glass, and next to the fire, on the sofa in the hall, a gray-haired little girl bit her lower lip and stared blankly at the two pots of small flowers of different shapes in front of her.

A pot of flowers like dandelions, with a fluffy flower body, but golden yellow, fluff is also difficult to get out, this plant called 'Dawn Dandelion' is a special fire potion, its root system has a good nourishing body, strengthening the effect of the physique, but the most important thing is that it feels very good, it is very comfortable to touch, very warm, and it is very suitable for winter play.

The other pot of flowers is much more magical, it has seven translucent geometric petals like ice crystals, each petal has a different magical brilliance around, the light rotates, and the six free elements and ether in the atmosphere are gradually condensed around it, making the magic concentration in the house more and more intense.

Britney looked at the two pots of flowers sent by Priest and felt a little worried.

"My brother hasn't laughed in a long time......"

Ever since Priest returned from the distant galaxy, Britney had rarely seen her brother smile genuinely.

Two pots of flowers, the dawn dandelion was a gift that his brother originally intended to give to him, he hid it in the attic on the roof, thinking that he didn't find it, but he didn't come back for so long, so she had to water it herself...... Britney thought she would be angry with her brother who didn't keep her promises, but in the end, when she saw Priest's tired appearance, Britney found that she couldn't say anything to blame, so she could only hug the waist of her only loved one and thank the Seven Gods for letting him go home safely.

Another pot of flowers, called 'Seven Colors and Colors', listening to my brother's words, is actually a gift from the legendary powerhouse of the elf clan from the natural mentor, a rare high-grade potion, and its floral fragrance can effectively improve the speed of the druid's perception of the power of nature.

But even after receiving such a precious gift, and even receiving a public commendation from the lord, the elder brother still did not smile and looked worried.

"You look sad."

Britney asked very directly at that time: "Brother, why?" ”

"Because your brother and I are too weak."

Priest also replied very directly, he sighed and said: "All anger and sadness come from your own powerlessness, Britney, you must practice well, lest your posture become so ugly like your brother in the future." ”

My brother has obviously done a good job. The gray-haired girl thought so. But it's certainly not enough, at least my brother doesn't think it's enough.

Greed is not a bad thing, there is desire to be motivated, just like yourself, if the school does not give out small red flowers, do not reward candy, who will work so hard to read.

But sometimes, if you don't know how to ask the teacher, you can ask the teacher.

Even elementary school students know how to do it!

"If there's a problem you can't solve, brother, then why don't you ask your lord?"

This is what little Britney said to Priest not long ago: "Lord Lord is your teacher after all...... The lord is so powerful, brother, the problem you can't solve, the lord can definitely solve it, at least, can tell you the solution. ”

Then, my brother really went to find the lord.

Until now, it has not returned.

"Alas, my brother is so sad every day, I can't even eat well."

Thinking of this, Britney stroked the Dawn Dandelion, and her mood became a little more comfortable: "If it hasn't been solved this time...... Then I'll lend him the dandelion and give him a stroke. ”

But just as Britney was reluctantly thinking about lending the dandelion to Priestster for a few days, she suddenly heard familiar footsteps outside the door, and the sound of her brother talking to someone—and! Although her tone sounded calm, Britney could tell that her brother was no longer emitting negative energy like before!

“…… This is my home...... Your father still has physical bodies, and he is now being treated in the Far South, and I will take you to them next time I have the chance......"

"Priest! The buildings here are so tall – amazing! It's beautiful! Did you live in this kind of place? ”

You can also hear the voice of a strange girl.

"Britney, I'm back!"

There was a click, and the sound of the door opening.

The gray-haired young man walked into the room with a green-haired and golden-eyed elf who looked very curious and enthusiastic.

However, it can be vaguely seen that this elf's body is somewhat mutilated, she has a huge, ethereal wound on her back, and her body is also somewhat illusory, and it even seems a little erratic in the wind-swept outside world, and it is only a little fresh when she enters the house.

There is no doubt that this is an undead, an undead with a self-will.

And the undead saw the little gray-haired girl who trotted all the way over, looking at her with curiosity, she suddenly showed a big smile, then squatted down and greeted very seriously: "Hello, you are Britney, Priest's sister, right?" My name is Sur! ”

"Don't be afraid, even though I'm dead, I won't hurt anyone."

It's a very cruel world.

War, destruction, natural disaster, chaos...... Death follows like a bone.

It's also a very gentle world.

Because as long as it's strong enough.

Even death can be crossed.

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