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"The pk mage god in the wild operates one against three, and the warrior dies tragically on the street!" Gordon triumphantly posted a post on the forum with a video recording.

In a forest encounter just now, as a 2O-level mage close to legend, he single-handedly toyed with three heroic warriors in the palm of his hand, easily killed them, and took the limelight. Although it is a little unfair, in this version of "Ancient Era", the magic profession is strong. As the so-called: first-class mage, second-class pastor, third-class small virtue and fourth-class art; Only the warrior is the bitter master, and the blood and tears are sad and there is no point of return.

"Those three warriors are so miserable, it's not good to provoke anyone."

"yes, yes, this version of the physics class is especially difficult to mix, especially the melee one."

"A generation of patches and a generation of gods, don't be complacent, the next version will cut you into a dog!"

"Hahaha, mage is powerful is the setting of this game; Don't play upstairs. ”

……

After reading the message below the post, Gordon turned off the quantum computer with satisfaction. In various fantasy games, his favorite profession is mage. It's a great feeling to turn things around and defeat powerful enemies with high intelligence and judicious use of spells!

"Ancients" is the most popular third-generation holographic virtual online game today. When Gordon first entered the game, he became a mage as a matter of course. In today's strong version of the mage, he can be described as a thriving player in the game.

"With a little more time to complete the fateful mission, I will be able to reach level 21 and step into the realm of legends." Gordon lay in bed, thinking about his future plans.

"Since you like mages so much, then I'll make you a real mage." Suddenly, an ethereal voice rang out in Gordon's head.

"Who? Could it be that I'm hallucinating? Gordon shook his head and drifted off to sleep.

……

"Pastor Elado, how's my brother doing?" A girl said. The voice was soft but a little hoarse, revealing a thick exhaustion.

"The injury has stabilized, after today's treatment, there will be no major problems, just rest for a while, pay attention to nutrition, and you can recover."

"Thank you so much!"

"So, I'll start casting spells."

A soft, warm feeling suddenly enveloped his body, making Gordon almost moan in comfort.

He opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged priest in a white robe holding aloft the emblem of the platinum dragon god Bahamut, chanting words in his mouth.

The emblem emitted a metallic white glow that shone on Gordon's body, repairing the wounds and restoring life and vitality to the body.

Wait a minute...... How did I know that this uncle in a white robe was a priest? Why do I recognize the emblem of the platinum dragon god again? Why did I wake up in this medieval-style bedroom? What about my game pod? What about my apartment that I just bought for 5o million federal dollars? ”

Gordon's heart suddenly tightened. He now has an extra memory in his mind that doesn't belong to him.

He is no longer a citizen of the Earth Federation and a game otaku Gordon, but a minor nobleman of the Ferreton Platinum Empire, who has touched the mage Gordon Freeman on the first layer of the magic web.

Although he was an aristocrat, Gordon's life was not good, and it could even be said that he was very poor.

A hairless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, and a nobleman who has lost his land is not as good as a dog.

Gordon was a nobleman who had lost his fiefdom.

Two years ago, the former head of the Freeman family, Gordon's father, Baron Ronald Freeman, and Gordon's mother, both died in the horrific orc invasion.

In that war, the Empire lost all of the lands north of Anduin's Wall, including the Freeman fiefdoms.

The Freeman family, which lasted only three generations, was a new aristocrat who was knighted for their military exploits. There are few other industries other than land. The parents did not leave much property. Although he inherited his father's baronial title, he did not have a steady income, and he and his sister soon began to make ends meet in order to maintain the huge expenses of Gordon's spell studies.

"Brother, are you awake?" When her sister Xie Ona saw Gordon's eyes open, her tired face finally showed a hint of joy. She had been taking care of Gordon for four days in a row.

Gordon didn't answer. Because he was struggling with a severe headache.

The memories left by the other soul are like long shots of a movie, flying in his mind. The sheer volume of information poured in, giving him a splitting headache.

The laid-back life of a childhood country estate......

Learn magic under the tutelage of your mother......

Meditation for the first time. First successful spell cast......

The first prank, using the hand of a mage to lift the girl's skirt......

The first time I participated in a noble hunt, I met a girl I loved. Ah, the sour and sweet taste of love......

Until the end, the picture is frozen in the mountains and fields, and the army of orcs is surging like a green tide. and his father, who died in battle, fled day and night......

After a long time, the headache disappeared, and Gordon let out a sigh of relief, finally accepting the reality of his soul crossing.

He not only fused the memories of his predecessor, but even what the other party loved, hated, pursued, and obsessed with, and empathized with him.

Seeing that Gordon woke up, the priest put away the holy emblem and said to Xie Ona with a kind face: "Miss Sheona, the treatment is over. This treatment lasts for four days, and it costs four three-ring magic 'healing Yan zhòng damage', please pay for the treatment, a total of eighty gold coins. ”

"This ......" Xie Ona was a little embarrassed, "Lord Pastor, for the sake of the platinum dragon god, can you be merciful and can you reduce some fees, my family has been ...... recently"

"Miss Sheona," the priest's expression changed slightly, "Lord Bahamut is merciful, so he instructs us, the followers, to use our divine power to save the world and banish the wounds. But Lord Bahamut is also fair and strict, and meticulous. I don't charge a penny more for the treatment, and I don't charge a penny less. ”

"I see." The girl nodded with difficulty, "Please come with me, and I will give you the reward." ”

Finally sent the priest away.

Gordon sat up from the bed, got off the ground, and took a few steps around the bedroom. Although the body is still a little weak, it is no longer in serious trouble. Several terrible wounds on his chest were completely healed by the powerful healing power of the divine art, leaving only a faint trace.

He remembered that desperate battle.

For a handsome payoff, the former Gordon joins an adventure party to explore a ruin located deep in the Cold Mist Mountains. In the depths of the cold underground, they encountered terrible undead. A horde of skeletal warriors and archers, and terrifying Poda corpses.

Gordon didn't die on the spot under the death gaze of Poda's corpse, but he hit several negative energy arrows as he fled. By the time he was returned by the surviving adventurers, he was dying. His heart was beating, but his soul had left his body. To use modern medical terms, it is brain death.

In order to save her brother's life, Xie Ona did her best. Although after struggling with the line of life and death for four days, Gordon finally woke up, but she didn't know that her former brother was long gone, and the familiar body had been replaced by a strange soul from Earth.

"Brother, why did you get out of bed?" When Xie Ona returned to the room, she saw Gordon walking around the bedroom, and her tone couldn't help but have a faint sense of disgust.

"I'm already recovering." "You should believe in the magic of the Platinum Priests, and the power of the gold coins. ”

He looked at the strange yet familiar face in front of him. Because she took care of Gordon for four days without rest, Xie Ona's beautiful cheeks were full of tiredness, but her eyes were bright and shining, like black pearls. The shirt and trousers are dressed plainly and capably, but they can't hide the beautiful figure of the young girl.

This is my sister, the only relative in this world?

On the one hand, as a time-traveler from Earth, Xie Ona is just a beautiful girl she has just met. On the other hand, inheriting the memory of her predecessor, she is the younger sister who has been with her for more than ten years and has a strong affection.

Gordon will need to struggle to adapt to this contrast.

"Brother, wash your face and cheer up." Xie Ona was very considerate to fetch hot water from a copper basin.

Gordon, who had just woken up, felt a little dizzy, he really needed hot water to wake up.

A face with black pupils was reflected in the clear basin of water. Judging from the facial bones, he is not the East Asian race to which Gordon belongs on Earth, but at least he has good facial features, and he has inherited a bit of fortitude and manhood from his knightly father. Gordon was glad that he didn't cross over to the crooked melon and cracked dates.

The warm stream of water brushed over his face, making Gordon much more sober.

First, let's familiarize ourselves with the environment.

Under the pretext of moving around more, Gordon recuperated and asked Sheona to take him around the house.

He and his sister's residence is located in Bishui City, the second largest city in Yuanshuang Province. The mansion was purchased by Gordon's father during his lifetime, and every year, the family would come to stay here for two or three months to survive the cold winter.

Although the exterior of the two-storey building is not bad, the interior is dilapidated. Many of the floors and walls have decayed and need to be repaired. Most of the rooms were empty, and the expensive furniture had been sold. The beautiful little garden in front of the house was now overgrown with weeds and desolate.

Outside of the gold and jade, it is ruined.

Gordon has a more intuitive understanding of the predicament of the Freeman family today.

At some point, the two came to a small study. This is where Gordon used to spend the most. On the desk, there are various codexes, manuscript papers, and spell casting notes.

Next to the wall is a marvellous obsidian platform with pale blue arcane patterns and intricate magical runes engraved everywhere. On the countertop, metal objects of different shapes are placed. Gordon recognized it at a glance as a magic workbench for carving magic circles and runes, crafting and enchanting items. It's just that these tools have accumulated a thin layer of dust, and it is clear that they have not been touched for a long time.

The shelves are lined with hundreds of books, ranging from human geography to religious beliefs. There are even practical technical and linguistic books. And among these books, a few magic books left by his mother are his greatest treasures.

Gordon took a book from the shelf.

"The Principles and Applications of First-level Common Spells".

Gordon opened the book cover, and a voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Books intellectual needs: 11. The intelligence test is passed guò and can be read. The current reading progress is 63%. Final Reading Gain: Arcane Knowledge +2, XP +1oo. ”

"It's!" Gordon's heart set off a monstrous wave.