There is only the sound of "ong" in the universe.

The angel bowed to Zheng Yi, and his voice filled the entire universe:

"Waiting for your divine arrival!"

……

Zheng Yi stood on the ground, still recalling the feeling he felt when he passed through the realm of seven lights and the starry sky.

It was a feeling of being watched. Unlike Annu-Tasamet and the desert world, this gaze comes from a living will, with supplication and hope.

At the same time, it also brought a soul impact.

To look is to respond.

Zheng Yi received a response, but the soul of Sequence 2 couldn't bear it, and this will echo in his heart.

He first tried to pronounce the sound of Eru Ilúvatar, as when he had just arrived at Annu-Tasamet, and although the syllables were looping in his head, he could not pronounce them.

It is up to the native creatures of this world to break the blockade and lift the power of the barrier.

The wind blew, and Zheng Yi felt a little hot on his body.

At this moment, he was standing on a hill, and it was all green as far as the eye could see.

Verdant, intense.

With humidity and a hint of heat in the air, this summer night was quiet and peaceful.

Zheng Yi saw the starry sky on the horizon, they were the eyes of the gods, either mischievous or curious, or with inquiries, or with kindness.

Among the stars, three red stars, one large and two small, shimmered with disgust. When Zheng Yi wanted to see more thoroughly, the red three-star disappeared.

- Don't expect me to use the light of the gods.

Zheng Yi still has a grudge against this skill. The news he got from the starry sky just now was enough for him. And it doesn't consume blue, which is good.

Since he was able to keep his gaze on the starry sky, Zheng Yi tacitly assumed that the other party's rank would not be lower than Sequence 2 - because he couldn't do it.

Anyway, Zheng Yi can be sure: there are gods in this world who like him, and there are gods who don't like him.

"Let's go, let's get started."

Zheng Yi whispered to himself and walked down the mountain. He had just seen a meandering river, and was just in time to see how the water was, filling a lattice of Rhenimo - no need to worry about parasites, Ravenimo did not support the survival of creatures.

The river is left behind from the back of the hill, and the water is fast, and the jumping droplets reflect the starlight like diamonds.

Zheng Yi stood by the river, took off the nylon cloak that protected the cold and dust in the desert, and put it into Rhenimo. Then he lifted the sleeve of his jacket, placed the lantern by the river, and leaned over to look at the river.

Under the light, the river is like honey and amber.

Zheng Yi picked up the water and slapped it on his face.

I took a shower this morning, but after tossing around in the desert, it was full of sand and dust, and my skin was dry and cracked.

The lantern's light suddenly turned blue.

- The light senses a skill.

Zheng Yi instantly blessed himself with the [Spiritual Fire], and the light went out.

It's not discoloration, it's extinguishing.

This lamp cannot withstand the impact of Sequence 2.

Zheng Yi got up and took a step back, letting the water droplets drip on his silk shirt. Although this outfit is priceless, in a strange world, it is more important to be vigilant and stay alert to the unexpected.

The lantern came on again.

Zheng Yi chose the language with the highest priority in consciousness:

"Reveal yourself."

It sounds a little like singing.

There was no movement in the trees on the opposite side.

Zheng Yi exerted his ability of [Insight] and saw a shadow in his vision. Its shell blends with the air, and only viscous gas flows, proving its existence. Beneath the transparent shell is a red spirit with black dots.

The spirit contracted and flowed, and it was evident that he was afraid.

This Sequence 6 had just spotted Zheng Yi and used the skill before Zheng Yi sensed his gaze - possibly a stealth form.

Zheng Yi pulled out the "tulip" from behind his waist - that's how Du Ruo called this scepter, and he was very persistent.

"To peep is to be hostile." Zheng Yi warned again.

The other party took a step away, still facing Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi pointed the tulip at the invisible man and turned on the flashlight.

Intense light shot out from the "flowers" like a substantial spear.

"Ahh

Sequence 6 screamed and fell to the ground from the air, covering his eyes with one hand and pointing at Zheng Yi with the other.

Zheng Yi instantly put on the [Holy Shield Technique] - using the light of the tulip as a sacrifice to avoid being hit by the opponent's skill.

As when used in the car, the tulips did not respond.

The power of the nuclear fusion battery is terrifying!

Zheng Yi and Xiao 6 were separated by a five-meter-wide stream, one fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the other was shining with golden light, holding an artifact.

Zheng Yi consciously released some spiritual power, and the coercion of the high-level sequence suddenly pressed sequence 6 firmly to the ground.

"Spare your life! I didn't mean to! I'm just scared! A shrill voice shouted.

This is another language.

Compared with what Zheng Yi just said, it is more simple and down-to-earth.

Of course, Zheng Yi didn't feel that he had chosen the wrong language, so he could only blame the other party for being rude. He turned off his flashlight — though it was unfair to say that Tulip.

Zheng Yi said: "Report your identity." ”

He changed the language of the man.

The other man crawled on the ground, spun in circles like a dog biting his own tail, and cried:

"I'm blind! I can't see anything! Only light! I'm blind! ”

Zheng Yi held the tulip across his chest, and he sensed the power lurking in the forest on the opposite bank. Above sequence 6, close to sequence 5.

Zheng Yi has two shields on his body, and he is not worried about how much damage Sequence 5 can cause to himself. He said:

"I know you're there, people in the woods."

There was a rustling sound in the woods, and a tall woman—much taller than the one on the ground—appeared in Zheng Yi's field of vision.

Her long silver hair was draped over her shoulders, and a headband made of new shoots was worn on her forehead, hidden behind her head.

Her eyes were as bright as the stars—but with wariness and doubt.

Judging by the clothes on her body, she is often active in the forest. It is covered with light green corset leather armor with dark green leaf patterns. The bottoms are dark green skinny trousers printed with light green and dark yellow color blocks.

- Forest camouflage from another world.

Zheng Yi smiled and didn't move, because the lady still had a bow in her hand.

The emerald green bow has leaves, as if it has just been cut off from a vine. The bowstring is the light condensed by spiritual power, and the high-end atmosphere is high-grade.

But the arrows are a bit ordinary.

Ordinary arrows made of hardwood, bird feathers, and black iron, with no spirituality.

"Who are you?" The silver-haired lady spoke.

It's the kind of language that is as beautiful as a song, and the voice of a yellow bird like a lark.

Zheng Yi changed the language again: "Tourists." ”

The silver-haired lady slowly lowered her bow. The bowstring disappears, and the bow body becomes a rattan cane. She inserted the arrow back into the quiver behind her waist, looked at Zheng Yi, and asked her companion on the ground in a different language:

"Are you alright?"

Zheng Yi realized that the language was a foreign language to her, and she was not fluent.

"Don't you have a lingua franca that everyone can understand?" Zheng Yi asked.

You can't always say a word in a different language, and there are always people who don't understand, how can you communicate.

"We speak Arda." The silver-haired lady said.

Well, it's the kind of language that is straightforward, plain, down-to-earth.

Zheng Yi doesn't care.

"I'm blind. I'm blind. I'm blind. The slender man shouted in Alda.

The abbreviation of the slender man with a sharp voice -

Slender man.