"I know that you don't understand the city lord's decision, after all, that ruin is far away in the chaotic region beyond the wilderness, and there are still many powerful races to fight. But we have reasons why we can't give up. ”

"Now, tell me about the knowledge of the broken world!"

Naro Phil pointed to a powerful student on campus and said, this is a major in occult knowledge. His own SAN is very high, and ordinary occult knowledge can't shake his spirit.

The latter lifted his spirits and gladly accepted the order.

"As far as I know, the world today is very different from what it was a hundred years ago. It's easier to practice than it was 100 years ago! ”

"Why?"

"It's because things like the Broken Little World are gradually being discovered and controlled by us! In these small worlds, there are some special energies and substances, and with some special techniques, these energies and substances can be condensed for spiritual practice. ”

"What's more, there are probably inheritances, occult knowledge in them, and as long as we get them, and find a way to know the contents, even if we only know a little bit about them, it will be of infinite use to us."

"I think all of you here should know that most of the various basic cultivation maps are actually excavated by us humans from the ruins. The major races have a considerable blockade of us, and the ones obtained through trading only account for less than one percent of them, and they are all defective products. ”

"But even then, it's precious. Therefore, the ruins are very important, and this is one of the factors that makes it relatively easy to step into the spiritual world these days. ”

"Before, it was difficult for ninety-nine percent of people to step into the cultivation world, activate their qualifications, fuse mutated organs, and step into the hunter level."

"So, we're the luckiest."

The man said a lot in one breath.

"That's right, you are the luckiest, the emergence of the broken small world is an event of both risk and chance for everyone here."

"At the same time, that's what has to fight for the broken little world. We human beings, especially our fantasy city, have developed to a bottleneck period in the past few years, and if we want to make a breakthrough, we need more powerful forces, more resources and knowledge! ”

"This broken small world is a rare goal!"

"However, it is also the most unfortunate. Why? ”

"Because luckily we can get to the next level if we succeed. Unfortunately, there are many dangers inside, and you will need to enter and explore it yourself. I think you should be able to understand how dangerous that place in the Broken World is. ”

"Every year, there are endless reports of deaths."

"Especially in the small broken world that appears on Halloween, the danger level can be said to have skyrocketed."

"Enter it, come back alive, and lay a good foundation, count you lucky, and it is normal to die in it!"

Naro Phil took over the topic and said lightly.

"As for the origin of this broken little world, I don't think you all know, right?"

Naro Phil looked around, most of the people here, except for a few of the real high-level members of the academy, were at a loss.

Where does the broken world come from?

Isn't it an ancient relic that has just been discovered?

Besides, what is the purpose of knowing the origin, they are there to explore, not to archaeology.

"Don't think that the origin of the broken small world may have nothing to do with you."

"It's a matter of your death and survival."

"In the past, many people died tragically because they ignored the origin of the broken small world."

"I want to tell you clearly, including the method of obtaining mysterious knowledge, improving one's own strength, and even some forbidden sequence knowledge is related to the broken small world!"

"So listen to me!"

......

At the same time

The seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar

The original land of the European Union, formerly the Kingdom of Great Britain, is now the main human city (London) at number 250 in the heartland.

Dark, around nine o'clock in the evening.

By this time, most people had stayed at home and were no longer going out.

After all, this day is the season when the yin qi erupts all over the world, and ordinary people will not choose to go out if it is not necessary.

Only hunters of so-called exorcists, priests, magicians, etc., who are popular in the main urban areas of the European Union, choose to travel at night to hunt ghosts.

The atmosphere of the academy here is far less than that of Fantasy City. Even supernatural power was once monopolized by the church and some large families.

Ordinary people simply can't reach it.

Luckily activated the qualification, obtained the map, and fused the mutated organ to the ordinary people, which is very rare.

The Giant Town of Kmir in Northern Ireland is a small security zone of 250 in the main city of 012.

Now it's raining lightly.

A slightly dilapidated church is dimly lit on a rainy night.

It's not an incandescent lamp, it's not any other electric lamp, it's something like a kerosene lamp from a long time ago.

The light was faint and could only illuminate the church. There was a faint sound of prayer coming from inside.

Da Da Da ~ Gradually, there was a rush of footsteps.

Listening to his voice, it appears to be a rather large adult man.

Bang bang bang!

The church members were suddenly knocked a few times.

"Who?"

The prayer in the church abruptly stopped, and a moment later a low, hoarse voice was remembered.

"Resuscitation!"

The person who came didn't say who he was, just spit out two words.

Recovery?

What is it?

A mutant crow, just stopped under the eaves of the church to shelter from the rain, tilted its head, and looked at the strange man standing at the door with a little curiosity.

Creak~

The doors of the church were slowly opened.

A middle-aged man in his sixties, wearing a pair of glasses and a black clerical uniform, stepped out.

He looked at the visitors.

The person who came was wearing a black windbreaker of the same color as him, holding an umbrella, and his appearance was a little vicissitudes, which was different from the appearance of white people in Europe and the United States, and he felt a little delicate.

Feminine.

This face is very strange on such a burly body.

Finally, the priest's gaze fell on the bare right arm of the visitor.

There, a flame was engraved, and a faint calamity aura permeated from it.

The priest's eyes lingered on it for a moment, and some memories and emotions appeared in his mind.

That's right, that's the mark!

He touched his arm.

It's the same as touching him.

After a moment of silence, he leaned over and gave way to enter.

"Come in!"

"This town is a bit dirty, and I didn't encounter any little mice on the road!"

The priest asked pointedly as he beckoned someone in.

"Hehe, there are a lot of little mice! But when I come to you again, I've already dealt with it! ”

The visitor put away his umbrella, took a deep breath, and stepped into the church.

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