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You carry the head of the ghost woman in the direction of the court of mourning.

But, but, I'm from the court of joy?—Leia froze, trying to pull you by the hair but couldn't stop it. In the eyes of those who have a little common sense about the plane, you are tantamount to falling directly into the evil camp, and the women follow you to the right with confused faces. You have a very good reason to choose to mourn the royal court, very well.

"Three cheers for the Terran warriors!"

The centaur man led by him raised the spear in his hand and shouted loudly, instantly setting off a warm cheer. Countless centaurs waving their front hooves, half-sheep people cheering, and many micro-sized men and women flying around you.

Fielting quickly flipped through the book as he walked, "Centaur is a creature that respects the brave no matter what the circumstances...... Well, the average level of the ghost woman is about level 13, the strength is infinite, the skin is hard and the movements are fast, and because the environment near the nest is too disgusting, other spirit creatures will not approach. ”

Pik and the leprechauns surround Leia, one sentence on the left and one on the right

Leia has grown taller

It doesn't feel the same anymore

More reliable?

She's riding a Terran, it's good, she's a Terran knight

...... Leia was silent after hearing this, lowered her head and meditated with her little brain for a long time, and suddenly raised her head high, grabbed your hair tightly with both hands, and snorted arrogantly My horse is good, right?

Even if you don't have to look at it, you can sense that Leia is going berserk.

The centaurs are very friendly to you, and keep asking about the process of fighting the ghost woman as they walk side by side. You're not a kid anymore, and you know how to turn a simple battle that you don't even have to use a spell into a thrilling legend of bravery that captures the hearts of these warriors.

Although the chaos of various races will surround the front, it is actually more targeted - the elves naturally surround Fieltin. They sniffed closer, reached out to brush their hair, touched the giant sword behind their backs, and talked about it.

"It's a sword song, it seems to be a real sword song...... Are you going to war? orcs or dark elves?"

"No, no, we're building a new elven home. ”

"The one who perished to the Terrans, is it going to pay the Terrans with blood, and how many people have gathered?"

"No, it's going to be built first, and it's going to be a better home than before. ”

The elves didn't believe it. Since ancient times, the number of sword songs has been scarce, and it has always only come strongly in the middle and late stages of war, and the appearance of sword songs should be the compatriots of the main plane preparing for war. When they learned that Fieldin was the new patriarch, they decided not to care about such a trivial matter after a brief period of confusion.

"Gather the sisters, we are ready to return to the main material plane, first fully support the reconstruction of the elven homeland, and then start the war!"

"Inform the craftsmen and elders, and we will bring the young patriarch over soon. ”

"Count your compatriots from the main material plane, and when the competition is over, go back in batches—we, go home!"

The elves began to cheer with their bows and swords in their hands, and then tossed Fieldin into the air and lifted them away.

The half-sheep surrounded the mermaid princess and stared at it up close.

"Whoever goes and fetches the spring, her skin is a little dry. ”

"Go, it's the first time I've seen a mermaid, it's so cute......"

"This little flower is dedicated to you, do you want to listen to a tune, I play the best in the clan. ”

The tiny little ones sat on the head and shoulders of the steel golem that walked on the coo, as if it was covered with moss and blooming.

Mixed with gossip, the inhabitants are as disorganized as the surrounding nature. The centaur patted you on the back and asked, "Warrior, what treasure do you want after you killed the ghost woman?"

Treasure?

Your excitement and enthusiasm burn for only three seconds, then be doused by a whole row of picoquin-sized corollas laid out in front of you. Although it contains magic...... If these are the prizes, I kind of want to go back immediately.

You give the head to the centaurs, describe the Lockpicker's physical characteristics, and ask if you can get him back as a prize.

"One slave is enough? are you sure? It's not impossible, but the problem is ......" The centaur touched his short beard and looked at the court of joy, "I remember that the human race, who was as thin as a hemp pole, was the horse of the court of joy, and naturally became their slave after losing. ”

...... Damn, I'm on the wrong side.

Suddenly, a half-sheep man who looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old jumped onto Hathaway's neck and shouted, "I'll race next!

Then an elven woman rode up to Lady Sylvana's neck and smiled, "Well, I'll get on too." ”

"Presumptuous, give me ......"

Ms. Sylvana was about to go into a frenzy when she was halfway through her roar, when she suddenly felt a chill in front of her throat, as if she had a dagger horizontally. The other half-goats, centaurs, goblins, elves, and even halflings who had stood in the distance and were smiling a second ago suddenly turned grimacing and stared at her with cold eyes that could freeze their veins. From the emotionless female voice above her head, she asked delicately, "...... What are you going to say about a mere human being?"

Lady Sylvana was silent,

She didn't go on.

You hold your forehead, and then say to the people and horses around you, "I want to change that black-haired girl back, she has too little strength, she can only cause you to lose the game in vain, let me take it away." The centaur said yes, and beckoned, and the half-sheep jumped off Hathaway's neck without pity. Hathaway sat on the ground, gasping for air...... It was heavier than expected, and it was impossible for her to race with a half-sheep on her back.

Miss Sylvana glances at you, and quickly gives up. If you're lucky, you killed a ghost woman in the first place, but there was only one.

You take Hathaway's hand, drag her behind you to protect her, and ask the centaur if I still race?

"Of course, but you already have a rider, go over there and wait. He pointed to the overcrowded runway not far away. You see a dozen other Terrans besides you, and you see different robbers, hunters, and peasant women.

You and Ms. Sylvana are taken to the track by a crowd of people. The thin and regular gravel pavement is extremely smooth, which is not available in Terran towns. The runway is about 800 meters long. The riders were all of medium size, either elves or half-sheep, and the only halfling rode on the neck of a thin middle-aged peasant woman.

You're waiting for the first two games to end.

During this time, Lady Sylvana carried the elven woman on her back at all times.

"Good luck not with the Centaurs on his back......" Hathaway kept looking around.

The mermaid princess asked in a low voice, "Why don't I have to participate? Where did they get so many Terrans?"

"Not only do you not have to participate, but you don't even need to participate in Fierdin and the Golem, it seems that it is racial discrimination only against the Terrans. This is an echo of the main material plane, perhaps influenced by the discrimination of the Terrans against the sub-races, or it may be that the sub-people who fled to the fairy wilderness deliberately retaliated against the Terrans. Originally, the two planes overlapped each other and were closely connected, and if the two queens had the heart to hold a competition together, it would be easy to increase the lost Terrans who had strayed into the fairy wilderness in a short period of time. ”

You explain to the mermaid princess that the so-called echoes are that the scenery of the main material plane will be reflected in the fairy wilderness and exaggerated to the extreme. When you arrived, the barren wilderness you were in mirrored the labyrinth camp, and the tall, dense twisted forest near the arena corresponded to the woodland directly above the dungeon, and in fact, a calm look reveals that the towering mountains around you that seem to reach into the sky are very close to the small peaks around the camp.

If something happens to the main material plane, it will also affect the reverberation plane. This competition is probably a reflection of the uprising in Wuxiang Bay.

The mermaid princess tilted her head.

You sighed, picked up a branch, and drew three concentric circles on the ground, large, medium and small, this is the universe, which is the mainstream understanding of mages - the Giant Wheel Doctrine.

The middle circle is our world's main material plane.

The middle ring that surrounds us, called the Inner Plane, is a world where the extreme elements of the Fire Elemental Plane and the Water Elemental Plane are embodied.

The outermost ring is like a pearl necklace, enclosing all the outer layers of the universe, called the outer plane. The outer plane is composed of sixteen worlds, corresponding to the eight camps except for absolute neutrality - Heavenly Mountain, Chaos Sea, and Mechanical Realm, all of which are here.

Although it is not very rigorous, it is generally filled with astral planes between the outer plane and the inner plane, connecting the inside and outside, just like the sea fills the gap between countless large islands. And the inner plane and our world are also like an ocean filled with endless etheric planes, these two planes are special, they are the passage between the planes, and they are also the gaps between circles, not strictly speaking, complete worlds.

The main philosophy of the outer plane, the main element of the inner plane, finally formed our main material plane under the collision of spirit and energy.

"Where is the Elven Wilderness?"

You draw two similar circles next to the very central circle, the main plane of matter, one on top and one on the bottom, with the three circles slightly overlapping. The Elven Wilderness above, and the Shadow Underworld below, infested with evil creatures and undead, can find almost all of the landmarks of the main material plane, such as the Fountain Square in the Bay of the Five Lanes and the Otaku Mage Tower in the camp, but will definitely twist into another shape.

Due to the proximity and overlap, ordinary people occasionally strayed into the fairy wilderness or the Fallen Underworld, and entrances can be said to be ubiquitous, such as a stone arch, a waterhole, and an entire town in history was the entrance to the Otherworld. Most entrances require certain conditions to be met before they can be opened.

Boom!

The centaur pats you on the back, "It's going to go! Come on!" While chatting, the race ahead is over, and everyone is tired and embarrassed. It's your turn and Ms. Sylvana.

The question is,

...... Your rider hasn't shown up yet. Foolishly, all the aborigines on your left are riding on the necks of the Terrans, and the same is true on your right, but you don't!

"Prepare ......"

Wait, my rider hasn't ...... yet

"Run!"

Run, run, run, hoo!, Leia tuggs at your hair and shakes it up and down, excited. Well, you've found out who your rider is......

You've quickly reached the finish line,

Relaxed.

Ms. Sylvana was third, and she was so tired that she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue halfway through the run, and she was also a big cut behind yours. You're running so fast!

Whoa, oh, oh, win another game! The people of the angry royal court kept throwing you up in celebration of victory, and Lady Sylvana fell to her knees, not wanting to speak.

You suddenly realize a problem,

Very serious problem......

Are you amazing?

It seems to be really powerful!

You are both a sword genius and an arcane genius, not only kind-hearted but also decisive in killing. Great strength, full of physical strength, luck, and infinite charm. Walking, you can venture all over the world, sitting, you can guide the country, standing, you can control the trial, and lying, you can sleep across clans.

Isn't that what the perfect human is talking about you? Wow, that's awesome.

No weaknesses!

You rise and fall in the cheers of the crowd, feeling better and better, especially because your handsome face attracts countless women around you to snicker and peek. They are all blushing and impressed by your charm. You are a sinful man.

Suddenly, the women turn their heads and get out of the way, and the men put you down. A noble woman walks straight up to you from the crowd. Needless to say, I must have been fascinated by you.

Dryads.

And it's a rare pure white dryad. It seems that the beautiful face of the gods is all in one, exuding a hazy brilliance that can only be found in a true work of art, and the creamy skin is half hidden and half hidden under the pure white flowers and leaves, looming. You're the only one in her eyes. The aura of the sunken fish and the goose closing the moon and the shy flower made everyone else gradually retreat, and only you and her were left around.

...... You always feel as if you've seen her somewhere......

Without warning, the beautiful pure white dryad shed a tear.

She lovingly cupped your cheeks with both hands and whispered in a choked voice, "...... It's been 200 years...... I...... It's finally waiting for you......"

Huh?

She hugs you tightly, buries her face in your shoulder, and sobs softly.

Although you also feel as if you have seen her somewhere, and if you have seen her, you should not forget it, but you can't remember it anyway, just a vague feeling. Then again, this is the first time you've seen a tree spirit.

A little confused, you don't know where to put your hands.

She kissed it, a very familiar kiss, intoxicating.

The white tree spirit crouched in your arms and muttered in a low voice, "You don't remember me, it doesn't matter, that's of course, human beings have a short lifespan." Forgive me for not being able to find you, and for missing your agreement. "Dryads can't get too far from their oak trees.

She asked, can't she remember at all?

You seem to be a little impressed, but ...... It doesn't make sense.

"Do you believe in soul reincarnation?" she said, raising her slender fingers, "Every living being returns to one place after death, gathers, merges, and then slowly peels off and is reincarnated." Don't you remember at all? Two hundred years ago, you and I were lovers, and we vowed to stay together forever. ”

Belch.

She said it doesn't matter, I'll help you remember it, that past life relationship, and then gently press your forehead.

Suddenly, you seem to be recalling a vague slice of your past life!

Yes, you've got it all!

a, in the previous life, there were more than 30 sheep. Difficulty: 23)

b, in your previous life, you were a little general like Raymond, and the virtuous and beautiful family looked exactly like her. Difficulty: 19)

c, in your previous life, you were a forest ranger, and you were in love with her day and night. You are the true hero of the forest, living a happy but not boring, simple but not boring life, where everything was so good until you were attacked by a group of adventurers and hit in the knee. Difficulty: 15)

d, in your previous life, you were a high-level mage who covered the sky with one hand, and established your own small kingdom near here, you are undoubtedly very powerful, and any fool who comes to crusade against you will be sent to death in vain. Gradually, power blinds you, causing you to reach out to the gods of nature and offend them. Your enemies are growing, disasters are coming after you, and your mind is getting tired. It was she, the White Tree Spirit, who saved you and taught you that there is love and warmth in this world. If there is no one to share, what is the use of great power? elopement in the past life, the agreement in this life. Difficulty: 11)

e, in my previous life, I was a well-known adventurer, and I came to ask for a magic bow made of pure white oak, and although your attitude was very sincere, a fool would agree. You kept asking her to help her, and she was finally moved by your sincerity and broke off a branch and gave it to you. Unexpectedly, you are young and frivolous and swaggering and boasting in the town with a magic bow, which has aroused the concern of the vicious nobles. She saved you from being kidnapped, and you fought to protect her. That passionate mood is still like yesterday, that vow is still whispering in the ear, and every inch of her beauty is still vivid. Difficulty 7)

f, the village elders insisted on cutting down a pure white oak tree, and you stepped forward to stop it, but you were tied up as a cultist and thrown down the valley. The White Oak took her form and rescued you, and spent the happiest time of your life with you deep in the woods. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, this white oak tree was so beautiful, the kingdom sent a small army to cut it down to make a large number of magic longbows, you and the other dryads resisted desperately, and finally died in the fire of the mountain, died in her arms. Touched by the gods, it rained in time, she was saved but couldn't cry, you held her hand, and made the first and last vow for the rest of your life: If there is an afterlife, you will never be separated. Difficulty 3)