Sean was in a strange state right now, he couldn't feel his body, he couldn't turn his head, but he could see everything around him in 360 degrees. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Is this the state of the soul? Shane remembered that he was dead

Then, Sean saw a tangram ---- a tangram! Yes, a glowing tangram, very similar to Naru in the World of Warcraft he had played in his previous life! It was floating, pitch black all around, and a soft golden glow emanating from it.

Shane was a little confused. That fluttering tangram is an angel, a fairy, a Buddha? Anyway, it's certainly not a hellish creature, how can there be a little ghost with a whole body of light! But you can't look like it, grow into a tangram? But he also heard that the fairy is what you want to look like. Could it be because he played too much with the monsters before the time travel? Shane worked hard to construct the image of the goddess in his mind. Death is dead, and when you go to heaven in the future, you can't face the tangram all day long!

Shane was already building the goddess's long legs, and a burst of golden light suddenly appeared in the dark world, strangely, he was not as pure as the light on the tangram, although it looked similar on the outside, but Shane felt like this. For no reason. The light suddenly seemed to turn into a snake, and after a circle, it dissipated and crashed into Tangram's body. The light on the tangram flickered. It was a little unhappy, like a child who had eaten bad candy. Xia Enjue's self became more and more confused. He didn't hear the tangram speak or do anything. But he just knew it was upset. Sean decided to continue building his goddess's long legs, he had always had thick nerves, and if he really couldn't figure it out, he would think about it later. As for whether you want to think about it in the future, that's for later.

Maybe Tangram can't stand this nervous goddess builder anymore. Shane suddenly felt a strange twist. He felt like he was being pulled out of here. A feeling of dizziness hits. My legs !! these were Sean's last thoughts before he fell unconscious. The light on the tangram seemed to flicker a few more times.

It's not much different from what you normally feel when you wake up, except that your eyelids are heavier than usual and your nose isn't very comfortable. Did you catch a cold??Shane was a little confused, but managed to open his somewhat heavy eyelids. Exotic ceiling, an old man who can't tell his age is talking to a young woman with short blond hair. Although this woman is quite beautiful, it is obvious that she is not the goddess he built in his mind, and besides, the goddess has no legs! This woman has clean skin and very dirty clothes. And there's an old man here! Is it a normal fairy, or an angel? He struggled to distinguish between the old man and the woman's conversation, as if it were in English. Fake, has he been accepted by a foreign god after crossing over? His pathetic amount of English words can't even complete a full conversation. Does he have to be trained in English first?

Sean shook his head, still a little dazed, and the sound of rubbing against swaddling clothes caught the young woman's attention. She glanced back at him and picked him up. Pick up ---Wait, I'm not dead?I--I traveled to an unknown place, and then I was saved by this foreign woman and the old man?" Sean was a little confused. Sure enough, the monster had a lot of hallucinations, and he just came to the tangram obscene goddess in his dream. It's a messy dream. Still, it's better to live than to die, isn't it?

At this time, the old man seemed to have some instructions to the woman and turned away. He tried to discern the meaning of the words, but unfortunately he only understood the word children. Something that must have something to do with him. Probably let the woman take care of him or something.

The woman carried him towards the room, and Shane's vision widened a little, and he looked around. This place always gave Shane a strange sense of familiarity, indescribable familiarity. Thinking Shaun felt that damn lethargy again, and Shaun knew that he was too small. A baby's little head can't bear much thought. His body's instinct reminded Shane that it was time for him to rest. Well, at least for now, he needs to take good care of this young heart and body. Shane fell asleep with the drowsiness. Then, hopefully don't dream about tangram anymore.

The entrance to the valley of the North County, if it weren't for the fact that it was surrounded by mountains, and there was only this one entrance, Paynes would have been unable to hold it for a long time. The green-skinned beasts are evil and bloodthirsty, and they don't care about anyone's life, including their own. Their eyes glowed bloodthirsty red, and they roared as they rushed to the line. Even if a sword is inserted into their body, they will roar and swing their weapons at the enemy. The militiamen were simply useless, and their legs and stomachs trembled in fright. A few even peed their pants in fright. If it weren't for the Claire pastor who had been reassuring them, I believe they would have turned around and ran. Damn, this kind of fighting is simply not something that these militias can cope with. Thankfully, the walls were connected to the valley, and he was able to hold out in a single assault where only 10 orcs could reach his defenses. Thankfully, these damned beasts don't have siege weapons.

Nor is it the way to go. It's only been two hours, and they've already lost more than 50 people. If it weren't for those pastors, they would have lost even more. It will take at least 3 days for Stormwind reinforcements to arrive here. The orcs outside are also a little strange. Except for the first attack, the frequency of the orcs' attacks has obviously decreased a lot, they don't seem to be particularly eager to break through here, they are more like they want to block people here.

The bad premonition in his brain was even stronger, and Paynes' head was a little swollen. The high-intensity combat left him with less physical strength to think. He looked back at Claire, who was calming the militia and the priest. The priest had experienced last night's battle with the orcs and was noticeably calmer than the others. During the first wave of orcs, the priests were so frightened that they couldn't properly channel the Light to heal. Hell, they're just baptized pastors. Most of the more experienced priests were either missionaries or sent to the military as regimental bishops.

Bishop Cassel is still in the monastery to appease the commoners, Paynes cannot make certain decisions alone, he needs to go back to the convent to ask Bishop Cassel for help.

"Pastor Claire, I have something to say to you, can you find some time for us to talk alone?"

Claire was a little confused, now was not the time to talk. The orcs had just stopped for a moment.

"Now, Captain. ”

"I think so, I found some other cases. "Paynes didn't want the militia to know something, they were just getting a little courage to fight.

"Okay Captain, let's go over there. Claire and Paynes walked towards the next place where no one was around.