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A young man in inlaid leather armor stumbled forward, his body was scarred, the black leather armor was almost soaked with blood, his right arm was brutally bitten, and the scarlet rolled muscles and exposed white bones complemented each other, showing the essence of "pain" in the most intuitive way.

"I don't want to die."

The young man gasped for breath and muttered to himself, as if he was determined to survive, struggling to escape from the pursuit of death. However, a stone wall put an end to his escape, and the intricate dungeons were always full of accidents, which was clearly not the way he remembered to be to the surface.

A look of despair appeared on the young man's pale face, and he fell to his knees with trembling knees, but he quickly regained his fortitude, and the steel heavy sword engraved with a black lily pattern in his left hand pressed down, and the blade dug deep into the earth, supporting him to his feet.

"I can't die here."

The young man untied his belt bag with his half-crippled right hand, and his trembling fingers groped for healing medicine in the dark.

After a few seconds he gave up the illusion.

The last bottle of healing potion had been drunk by him half an hour earlier. That was one of the reasons that had kept him here, and the more important reasons were naturally the desire to survive and the unforgettable resentment.

Until now, he couldn't figure it out, this was obviously a goblin lair, and it was not a problem to slaughter the goblins with the strength of him and his two companions, how could such a terrifying monster emerge?

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, the image of his companion's tragic death replaying in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder, fear choking his heart like an invisible shackle.

By then, they had cleared the lair of goblins and were searching every cavern, and it would be worth the trip if they could find a magic item. Just then, his fellow priest sensed a magical aura and ran over in a hurry...... This was followed by a scream of extreme horror, which made his nerves tense all at once.

He and another companion hurried after him, turning through a narrow tunnel, and saw a scene that made him feel creepy.

In the light of the torches, a monster with blue hair crouched in the depths of the cave, looking like a wolf, but its body was surprisingly large, more than six feet long, and it was burying its head in gnawing at the unfortunate priest, and the blood splattered in one bite.

"Brute!" Enraged, the mighty warrior raised his greatsword and charged at the monster that had killed his companion.

The young man knew very well how strong his fellow warriors were, and the great steel sword had sliced a heavily armed goblin in half with a single blow, and it seemed that it would be no problem against a wolf, even if it was a strange wolf with a strange coat and a large size.

However, to his surprise, the greatsword slashed firmly at the monster's back, splashing a string of sparks without causing the slightest damage.

At the moment when the warrior was stunned, the monster raised his head unhurriedly, revealing a face that resembled a goblin, a sneer in his orange eyes, revealing a cunning meaning that was completely different from that of a goblin, his blood-soaked lips squirmed, and he spat out a murmur that made his scalp tingle.

"Son of Rudolph, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

……

"That monster, how do you know my father's name?"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, the young man temporarily suppressed his doubts, and with great difficulty, he took out a bottle of medicinal oil from his satchel, unscrewed the cap, and carefully applied the ointment to the sword. The blade of the sword was moistened by the medicinal oil, and it glowed with a hazy silver light, as if it had become extremely sharp.

The slippery and cold touch of his fingertips made him feel a little reassured, no matter what, after the brutal fight just now, he already knew something about the enemy, and there was still a glimmer of life.

This bottle of "Magical Weapon Oil" is worth 50 gold coins, and it can be reborn and temporarily evolved into a magic weapon when smeared on a weapon forged by mortal iron, and now it is hoped that this heavy sword coated with medicinal oil can help him break through the hard skin of the monster and avenge the misfortune of his two unfortunate companions.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound at the corner of the tunnel, and it was clear that a creature was approaching.

The young man immediately stopped his hand movements in alarm. He glanced at the scale of the tunnel, and it was not difficult to imagine that the monster's massive body would be quite difficult to navigate through this small environment, with little room to turn around.

With chapped lips slightly raised, the young man moved to the entrance of the tunnel, quietly waiting for his prey to come to the door. His pupils glowed a purple glow in the darkness, and his demonic bloodline, inherited from his mother, allowed his eyes to see through the darkness.

The hazy figure of the monster appeared at the corner of the road, and the young man let out a short roar, and his bleeding right hand slapped against the wall, and arcane fluctuations erupted from his palm, turning into rolling dark clouds that spread, filling the tunnel in an instant, and a pitch black cloud within twenty feet around it, as if falling into an inkwell.

In this dark enchantment created by magic, the dark vision of young people is useless. But he didn't care, because the environment was fair to both the enemy and the enemy, and he couldn't see the monster, and the other party shouldn't be able to see him.

"My lord Sindra, lead the way to victory!"

Invoking the blessings of the gods, the young man rushed into the tunnel with his sword, stabbing instinctively through the darkness!

……

Outside the window, the fallen leaves are scattered, and the cold wind from the northern ice fields rustles the window paper. The charcoal fire in the fireplace had long since been extinguished, the militia quarters were dim and cold, and the only room in the room was a long wooden table by the window, except for the camp bed. The rough wooden table is filled with books, ranging from paper books printed and bound with modern techniques to many ancient yellowed parchment scrolls.

A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes was reading hard at the window, his rough and thin linen coat was held up a little tightly by a tall and muscular figure that could be called perfect, and his broad shoulders, thick back, and slender legs made him look more suitable for showing off his skills on the sports field, rather than stooping down to bury himself in the pile of papers in this small, gloomy room.

The young man scratched at his slightly messy hair, suddenly dropped his pen, held his head in his hands and groaned in pain, the blood vessels in his temples protruded and straightened, and the headache was slightly relieved compared to yesterday, but it was still so unbearable.

Anyone who has an extra soul in their head will not feel good, not to mention the indescribable pain suffered by the original owner of this body before death, so that the soul is so broken that only the most basic memories and unwillingness remain.

The young man could feel the resentment of the remnant soul, the other party didn't really mind that his body was occupied by an otherworldly traveler, and what was even more unacceptable was that his desperate attack ended in failure, not only could he not avenge his companion's hatred, but even his own life was on the line.

"My friend, please calm down!" The young man muttered to himself with his head in his hands, trying to soothe the irascible soul, "Dear Mr. Roland Kolas, I am very sympathetic to your plight, but I also have to point out to my face that your tactics were doomed from the start!" ”

Roland Koras's remnant soul stopped growling, as if waiting for his explanation.

"The root of your defeat is your ignorance, you think your enemy is just a goblin dog, when in fact that guy is a big canine demon!"

"Darkness combined with a narrow tunnel can restrain the Dog Demon? You are so naïve, how could a great canine demon with intelligence far above you and capable of casting flashes, misleading, berserks, charms, arbitrary gates, and invisibility orbs be limited by such a simple trap? When you decide to fight it, it's doomed to tragedy, in fact, the right choice at that time is to kill yourself before the dog demon eats you! ”

The remnant roared again, as if feeling unacceptable.

The young man rubbed his swollen and aching temples, and explained patiently in a slow tone: "It is true that suicide is detrimental to the dignity of men, but you can at least save your soul and ensure that you can be resurrected, you live in this world where magic is prevalent, you should know that death is not terrible, what is terrible is the tragic death that makes people unable to be resurrected!" ”

"The one who died in the mouth of the dog demon is unfortunate, the evil beast also devoured a part of your soul as it tore at your flesh, and even if your father later used an extremely expensive 'miracle' scroll to ask the goddess of fate for mercy, there was only a fifty percent chance of bringing his poor son back to life......"

"It's a pity that you're lucky to be resurrected, but you're no longer the native Far Eastern youth, and I, a soul from Earth, have taken over your body and inherited your name, it's not my own will, but we don't have a choice, we can only face reality."

The remnant of his mind apparently heeded his advice, stopped restlessness and fell silent for a long time.

The young man exhaled softly, and his headache was greatly relieved, so he picked up the pen again and drew a map on the paper.

At this moment, his fingers trembled, and he grabbed the pen and wrote a crooked line of letters on the paper: "Please promise me two things." ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Please speak, I will do my best." ”

"First of all, avenge me; The second thing is to serve my father for me. ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I promise you." ”

"Please......" A long sigh came from his mind, and Roland Kolas's remnant dissipated completely.

The resentment that had been entangled for two days no longer existed, and now that he had finally become the owner of this body, the young man was liberated with a trace of empathetic sadness.

Just two days ago, he was an ordinary college student living on the earth in the 21st century, surnamed Luo Minglan, a native of Chinese and Han Chinese, and did not have the Western-style familyname of "Colus", until he accidentally crossed into this strange world.

In the past two days, he stayed at home, digesting the memories of the indigenous people who had been taken away by him, reorganizing the knowledge system, collecting all the books he could get, flipping through the vast travelogues, historical materials, and poems, and doing his best to compare the memories that were forced into his mind with the written records of the real world, just to confirm two things: Who am I? Where am I?

At this moment, his soul is perfectly integrated with his body, and he no longer has to worry about "who am I", so the next question is "where am I"?

Skillfully turning the gold-plated fountain pen in his hand, the young man seemed to have returned to the university classroom, his brows furrowed, and his fair and handsome face showed a thoughtful look.

On the desk lay an open notebook, on which he drew a giant wheel with his own hand, which was a cross-sectional view of the universe in which he lived.

The entire universe is composed of many planes, from the most chaotic forest chaos sea to the most orderly clock and mechanical realm, interspersed with the bottomless abyss, Bart Hell, Xanadu, Seven Heavens, Unrestrained Wilderness and many other spiritually dominated outer planes, forming a huge circle, and in the center of the ring is the absolutely neutral "Outer Land" Seal City.

Corresponding to the outer plane are the six inner planes of water, fire, wind, earth, positive energy and negative energy.

The part between the inner plane and the outer plane is the main material plane where all beings thrive, and is connected to other planes through the astral, aether, and shadow planes.

The planet Varess where the young time-traveler is at the moment is a planet in the main material plane, both in terms of climate and ecology is similar to the earth, the difference is that this is a standard fantasy world, humans are not the primates of all things, elves, dwarves and even goblins have a longer history of civilization than humans, let alone demons and gods.

The world of Varess is far less technologically advanced than Earth's 21st century, but it has a unique civilization based on divine and arcane arts, as well as many magical supernatural powers, and its upper limit is even greater than that of technological civilization, and the popularity is far from that - powerful mages can send towers into the sky, while rural farmers still rely on cattle and horses to cultivate and spin cloth by hand.

As for the political system, it is even more backward. The feudal and divine power dominated the entire Varesian world, and in the continent of Atlas, where the sun god Pero was worshipped, the Holy Assanian Empire, which was united in power and clerical power, nominally ruled almost all the habitable territories on the continent, and the imperial government was clinging to taxes and clerical power, and the interests of the empire were ensured by the local inquisitions with two powerful standing legions, and the local administration was held by the local noble lords.

Planet Vares—Atlas Continent—Far Eastern Province of the Holy Assanian Empire—Fort Atonement—Militia Quarters—That's where Roland Kolas the Traveler is at this moment.

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