Surifer, the god of war in Gosorg, awoke from his slumber, and he found his body so young again, once again full of vitality, that endless vitality.

The fatigue is gone, the fatigue is gone, and I remember the last ten years of my life, and every step I took felt like a mountain pressing on my back.

However, now that he is gone, he seems to have returned to that era, to the most youthful and powerful era, and now his physical fitness seems to be the same Gosur boy who returned to his hometown through the Sparry Oasis passage.

"Shouldn't I go to the River Styx, or go to the temple of the Star God?" After thinking about it for a while, Suriver finally gave up on figuring out his physical state and decided to explore where he was first.

Running spiritual power, very good, judging from the speed of spiritual power, I still have the strength of the fire phosphorus level, but unfortunately there is no army here, and I can't become a purple carrot level, which is a bit dangerous.

The place where Surifer is located is not large, much smaller than the residence where he lived during his lifetime, but the degree of weirdness is not the same as his own residence.

The place where he stood was a snow-white room, Rao had seen Surivir for nearly a hundred years, and he had never seen any kind of material that could make the room so white and flawless, and there were no gaps in the connection.

Fortunately, there were windows in this room, and after Suriver got up, he familiarized himself with this new and energetic body as quickly as possible, and then pushed open the window to look at the outside world.

The moment he opened the window, Rao was shocked by the scene outside.

He was on a tower, though there were no clouds, below which were skyscrapers only slightly lower, and in the distance there was a taller, perhaps tallest tower in the complex.

What's even more terrifying is that all of the above buildings are made of the kind of silver-colored material that can't be seen, and this is a terrible silver city.

"You're going to get snow blindness," Surifer didn't keep an eye on the complex, and after a while he opened his eyes to prevent his own from failing.

Snow blindness is something that Suriver has encountered a few times during his marches and battles.

"Is this the Divine Realm?The Valhalla of the Star God is really worthy of its name, but why isn't there an apostle of the gods to lead me forward?"

After a little thought, Survier couldn't guess the thoughts of the star gods he had only seen in the literature, so he had to give up thinking about why he was here, and think about how he would get out of this tower.

Although the tower where Surivir is located is not the tallest tower in this silver city, it is also terrifying, Suriville estimated it, and felt that with his strength as a fire phosphorus level beast master, jumping from such a high place could only be ten deaths.

If the cliff is okay, you can still grab some bulges, but the outside of this tower looks the same as the inside, all of which are made of this smooth and frightening material, how can you catch it?

So, after abandoning the method of escaping by jumping out of the window, Suriver decided to look for some new methods, and after carefully examining the room, Surifer found that there were several gaps in the wall directly opposite the window, which resembled doors.

"That's the only way, isn't it? Try that one...... Door?"

Surifer walked over to the wall and tried to dig his finger into the crack in the wall, which was not an easy task, the material was made of very small gaps.

It was very small, but it was still there, and with the help of the strength of the fire phosphorus level, Suriver managed to grasp the gap, and with a final effort, the "door" moved to the left, and the passage was open to Surifer.

The passage that appeared in front of Surifer's eyes reminded him of the passage of the Mage's Tower, just as narrow - it could only accommodate one person, the same curved spiral, and there was only one path to the bottom.

"Anyway, I don't have anything to lose now, so let's just see what the people who brought me here want to do. ”

With that, Survier headed underneath the passage.

As he walked forward, the spiraling staircase, the cramped environment, and the fact that everything was snow-white, made Surifer feel like he was vomiting, and he began to worry about whether he should go back.

Immediately, Surifer closed his eyes, held his hand against the wall, and walked down firmly.

Bang!

I don't know how long it took, but Surifer finally reached the end of the stairs, his nose hit by the wall. Suriver, who was hit, was not angry, but a sense of relief finally came to an end.

Surifer opened his eyes, and in front of him was a door. No matter what's behind the door, as long as there's one outcome, Suriver doesn't want to be trapped in this weird place all the time.

When the door was opened, Survier fell into a state of surprise for the second time, behind the door was a conference room, in the middle of the room was placed a round table, and the chairs were evenly released around the round table, and at this time there were already some people sitting around the round table, but they were not full.

Most of the people sitting at the round table did not know him, but the one on the left, he remembered clearly, wasn't he just Xiuge? And it was not the Xiuge he was most impressed by, the white-haired Xiuge, but the youngest Xiuge, as if he had followed Xiuge when he first set out on the expedition.

Xiuge was also a little surprised when he saw Surivier, but the degree of surprise was obviously not as great as that of Surifer: "Long time no see, old friend, sit down, there are a lot of interesting people here." ”

"For example?" said Suriver as he walked over to the chair opposite his door and sat down next to Xiu Ge. It's strange to see an old friend who has been dead for more than 30 years again.

"This one is Napolika, not the coward of Busuk, the god of war a thousand years ago," Xiuge said, pointing to the young man next to him, and said to Suriver with a smile.

The man heard Xiu Ge mention himself, and smiled shyly at Xiu Ge in a somewhat obscure Sulasi language: "I'm sorry, but my title is the Savior, not the God of War." ”

"In the eyes of our descendants, you are a well-deserved god of war. While Napolika was modest, a man farther away from Napolika spoke, and Suriver looked at it to see that it was Solit, who had been dead for more than twenty years.

"Is this the place where the dead are resurrected?" Seeing this scene, the dead have gathered here again across time and space, and Suriver has some things to accept.

"And as far as me and you are concerned, the two Gosurs, that is Sulassi's, that is Suxi's, and the group of people on the other side, we can't understand each other's words at all. ”

Although in the last ten years of his life, Xiuge and Surifer had some filth, but that was all in the past, and now when the heroic spirits gathered, as the only two Gosur heroic spirits, the two of them still had to join forces first.

Bang bang bang bang ......

There was a sudden noise from the ceiling, which made Suriver a little alarmed, but was reassured by Xiuge: "Don't be afraid, another mage has floated down from the tower using levitating magic." ”

Sure enough, after a few moments, a mage flew down from the exposed ceiling, and the ceiling quickly closed.

A moment later, as the others expired one after another, the tables around the round table were finally filled, and at this time, the host of the meeting also appeared.

When he saw the owner of the meeting appear, Surivir's heart was excited, and his pupils dilated instantly, but fortunately, Suriville did not lose his temper even if he suppressed himself.

Because the owner of this appearance is the mysterious person who gave himself a passage and let him escape from Doleiman.

[This person is more powerful than I thought]

However, the clever Suriver chose to keep his mouth shut, and did not directly tell the news that he had seen this person in the past.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are all people who have left immortal poems in your kingdom, and I have summoned you here for a contest. ”

The master of the meeting spoke, not knowing what language he spoke, but strangely, Surifer felt that he could understand the man's words without barriers.

And this man only spoke once at a time, in other words, everyone present could understand his words, which was really strange.

"When I was traveling around the world, I heard people arguing, 'Who is stronger, Napolika or Surilville?', 'If it weren't for the fact that he was born too late, Mossi would have killed Focodo,' and so on. ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Surifer noticed a young man he didn't know on the other side, and suddenly coughed when he heard that Moshican had killed Focodo.

Isn't that guy the legendary Great Sage Moxi?

Surifer turned his head to look at the polica next to him, saying that the god of war was so shy, completely different from the statues in the academy, it was really unexpected.

"So, I'm going to launch this contest, you Heroic Spirits of different times, you can start the competition in a region at the same time, choose the strongest, if the winner wins, I can fulfill a wish for him, who wants to come? ”

The host of the meeting took out a thin book from his sleeve and snapped his fingers, and the book appeared in front of everyone's desk in an instant.

"Give you free time to discuss, and if you want to go, you can tick the box in the book for ten minutes. ”

Surifer opened the book in front of his desk, and when he looked inside, he found something called a search engine, which was much more convenient than a book.

"Suriver! I must defeat you this time! Where are you? You must have come, I know!" Suriver opened the book and before he could read it, a young man stood up and did not know who to shout.

"Dom, yes, I know," Surifer said, holding his hand high in his hand, and telling the man who had forgotten his face that he was Souliville.

Anyway, I forgot what Dom looked like, after all, most of the time the two were in contact with the army, and who remembered what the face looked like.

"Okay, ten minutes is up," the host of the meeting clapped his hands, and everyone's books disappeared instantly, "Let's talk about the competition arrangement first, divided into preliminaries and official competitions, the formal competition will start to compete at will, the preliminaries are just casual play, first familiarize yourself with the operation, lest after the official competition, someone loses but says, it is caused by my unfamiliarity." ”

"It's the year 1200 of the Great Calendar, and the preliminaries will be held in a place called Evan Knudo, and you will know the details there, you can freely form a team and choose a faction, you don't have to unify Evan Knudo, and you will be considered a victory if you complete the camp mission. ”

"The official competition is centered on Bourbon, and it will be divided into two camps, and there are various small forces under the two camps, which are based on a hundred years, and I guess you will have a lot of fun, that's all. ”