One step out, from heaven to abyss.

In the eyes of Jasmine and Bion, the sky is golden red, but in this golden red is only a thin layer, and behind this golden red halo is endless darkness.

The vast dark vortex swirled slowly, like a giant eye of destruction, silently watching the world below.

The wind of the abyss is also cold, and when it blows on the body, it is like ice needles constantly burrowing into the pores, penetrating like cracks in bones, until it goes deep into the bone marrow before stopping. There was always a faint stench in the air, something similar to sulfur and what seemed to smell of decomposing corpses.

Looking into the distance, what I saw was a heavy darkness like ink, these darkness surrounded the city in front of me like a high wall, and although the golden-red light emitted from the city was resisting the darkness, no matter how weak it looked, it seemed that it would be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

Another gust of wind blew, mixed with a faint scream, and Bion shuddered when he heard it, and couldn't help but shrink his back, and his eyes looked left and right, as if a beast would suddenly jump out of the darkness not far away and drag him away.

"Jasmine, let's go into town." Bion felt his body tremble subconsciously, he didn't want to do this, but he couldn't help it.

Several of the warriors who passed by him looked at him with contempt, which made Bion feel a little embarrassed.

Now that he has come to the abyss, it is useless to regret it, but Bion really regrets it, he should have listened to Luo Lin's persuasion and not taken the last step.

Jasmine's situation is much better than his, she is a martial saint, she has experienced real bloody battles, and her will is like steel, although she also perceives the horror of the abyss. But he didn't flinch, but a fighting spirit rose in his heart.

"When the uncle left Troor and entered the abyss, he was just a demigod. But now the magnificent Sun City has been built, and it is still a terrifying existence like the Goddess of the Night. I am a disciple of my uncle, and I learned his martial arts. I want my own glory! ”

She uses Rollin's experience to motivate herself.

Bion's words brought her back to her senses, she felt Bion's timidity, but she did not despise it, not everyone is suitable to be a warrior, and it does not mean that if you can't become a warrior, you can't make your own contribution to the war. While in Troll, Bion and his disciples refined a large number of potions, which were strategic materials.

"Let's go into town." Jasmine deliberately walked behind Biang, using her own strength to shield the old man from the abyss.

The two walked into the city of the sun one after the other, at the city wall. A soldier in gold and red armor gave each of them a scroll.

"This is a detailed description of the fortress of Troll. Take a closer look. Of course, the Trol Fortress is the official name, and we usually call it the Cité Soleil. The soldier smiled kindly.

He has seen a lot of these warriors who come to Sun City to take risks, and everyone who defects to Sun City will add strength to the city, so whenever these new people arrive, he will do his best to make the other party feel the warmth of the city.

"Thank you." Jasmine opened the scroll and looked closely.

Bion beside her, however, had made a mistake and stared at the warrior's armor for a moment, even though he specialized in potion alchemy. But he also has a lot of research on equipment alchemy, and the equipment on this warrior's body glows with a faint halo. The materials, refining techniques, and rune arrangements all puzzled him, which did not make him retreat, but aroused his strong curiosity.

Seeing a hint of impatience on the guard's face, Jasmine hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, he's an alchemist, and he likes to study things when he sees something he doesn't understand. ”

I didn't expect her to say that. But there was a happy look on the soldier's face, in Sun City, the alchemist was expensive.

He laughed: "It's an alchemist, I'm really sorry. My armor is actually very ordinary, and it is equipped for ordinary soldiers under the crown of the god of war. It's called 'Cold Iron Armor'. If you want to study this, you can apply for a job in the equipment workshop in the inner city, and if you can get inside, you will have access to a large number of powerful artifacts. ”

"Are you telling the truth?" Biang's eyes suddenly lit up, and for a moment, his fear of the abyss and his previous regret disappeared without a trace.

"Of course it's true. It's a real artifact, but it's a pity that I don't have enough strength to wear it. The soldier was both envious and regretful.

Bion immediately said to Jasmine, "Let's go, let's go to the inner city." ”

"There you go. I'm afraid I won't be able to go. Jasmine looked at the scroll in her hand, which had a clear introduction: "There is a lack of all kinds of craftsmen in the fortress, and you will definitely be able to fulfill your wish if you go." But now I can only be a mercenary. ”

"Why?" Beon was puzzled.

"Look at the streets, these mercenaries are not weaker than me, but they can only be mercenaries. And the fighter just now, I feel that his strength is much more than mine, and I don't think I can do more than ten moves in front of him. Here, I'm just an ordinary person with a little bit of power. Jasmine spread her hands.

Bion was suddenly depressed: "How can you be a mercenary?" No, mercenaries are too dangerous, you see their equipment, there is no comparison with regular soldiers. In this way, let's go to the inner fort to find the god of war and let him arrange it for you. ”

"Nope." Jasmine shook her head and refused: "I can't trouble my uncle." This war in the abyss is very difficult, but I will prove myself. ”

"You~ You're just too stubborn." Bion sighed, he knew Jasmine's personality very well, and he understood it when she came to him ten years ago to refine the wilting potion that inhibited the growth of the body.

"There you go. We'll meet in a while, and I'll wait for you to build a new armor for me. "It's true to say that she is not disappointed, Jasmine has the feeling of falling from the clouds to the mortal dust, but she tries to keep herself smiling.

"Okay, take care, don't be able to get away with it." Beon told him to head to the inner city, he wanted to help Jasmine if he had to get a place in the weapons workshop as soon as possible, and he was sure he could do it.

Seeing Bion's back disappear, Jasmine began to think about the way out, and she thought as she walked around the city of Sun, hoping to meet some opportunities.

Although she had just said something to the old man Bion, she was actually very confused and didn't know if she could succeed.

As she was walking, she suddenly felt a silence around her, and the voices around her disappeared at once, not gone, but the time around her slowed down, very, very slowly, so that the sounds came to her ears at a very slow speed, and as a result, the voices became 'quieter'.

She turned her head to look at the people around her, and they were all almost stagnant, less than one-thousandth of what they were normal than. And in this stagnant time and space, she is the only one who is normal.

Then she saw a person appear on the street corner in front of her, and looking at that appearance and demeanor, it was Luo Lin, the god of war.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Jasmine shouted in surprise as she walked over quickly.

Rollin had the same gentle smile on his face as ever: "Sun City is me, I am Sun City." I can be anywhere in the city as long as I want. ”

Jasmine was shocked by this power, but when she thought about it, she was relieved, if she didn't have this power, how could Uncle become the god of war in the natural god system, and how could he compete with the terrifying goddess of the night for control of this entire plane?

"When I got here, I realized that I was so weak." In front of Rollin, Jasmine felt very relaxed, and said what was in her heart when she couldn't recognize it.

"When a big tree is still a seed, he is also weak, as long as he is given some time, he will grow into a behemoth."

Rollin smiled, squinting his eyes, and in the timeline behind Jasmine, he saw a great figure.

Jasmine was comforted and in a much better mood, and she asked, "Who are you now, uncle?" ”

Luo Lin stretched out his finger and lightly touched Jasmine's forehead, and a light appeared, which continued to sink into Jasmine's mind: "You are my disciple, but I don't really have much time to teach you, and I am not a competent teacher. This is my comprehension of some of the mysteries of martial arts and power that can guide you in the right direction. Make good use of it. ”

As the light flowed in, Rollin's figure slowly faded, but when his figure disappeared completely, Jasmine found that time in the streets had once again returned to its normal flow.

Gentle words flowed into her mind like a spring: "I can't give you a powerful artifact. These artifacts embody the blood and sweat of every member of the fortress, and their distribution must follow a fixed decree, and only sufficient ability and merit can be exchanged for them. It is my duty to uphold the justice of this law. I hope that one day, all the people will cheer for you. I hope that one day, you will stand in front of me and let me build your own artifact for you. I hope that one day, you will be my pride. ”

Rollin has great abilities, but the reason why he has obtained this ability is partly due to his own talent, and a larger part is due to the support of various members of the natural god system.

The goddess of life has cleared the bottleneck of his promotion, the moon god Allen has escorted his growth, and the Holy Spirit warriors have voluntarily cedered a part of the Force they have desperately acquired to him for him to increase his strength.

So he also has a big responsibility!

Jasmine felt Rollin's heart, and the resentment against Rollin in her heart dissipated without a trace.

Recalling the extremely subtle knowledge in her mind, she was no longer confused about the road ahead. She stood on the crowded street, clenched her fists, and whispered, "Uncle, I will not let you down!" ”

Not far ahead was the station of a mercenary group, with the word "Flowing Fire" hanging on the station, and a sign recruiting people by the door, Jasmine strode over. (To be continued......)