At the end of last night's fighting, Zheng Yi received a "tip" from Annu Tasamet to leave as soon as possible.

It's unpleasant.

The spouts of the water cannons are still dripping holy water, the battlefield has not yet been cleaned up, the cheers and moans have not subsided, and the flush on everyone's faces has not dissipated...... Isn't that saying, "Shoot and roll"!?

Is this what a serious world consciousness should say?

Although Zheng Yi was displeased, he knew a truth: respecting the strong is respecting one's own life.

After all, the world consciousness is too mysterious, even beyond the level of God, and it is a curse to say that he is a god. While people are still willing to say hello, don't be unfamiliar, let's get out of here!

Zheng Yi sensed the anxiety of the world of Annu-Tassamet, and hurriedly said hello to Ellie, and immediately crossed. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even bother with such an important matter as supplies.

But it can't be helped.

Blackstone Fort had just been restored, and all supplies had to be transported from nearby camps and villages, and there were hundreds of people waiting to be distributed, which was not suitable for large quantities of supplies.

Zheng Yi stood on his fish viewing platform and saw that the "fish pond" had become a "wishing pond". Rog, the explorers, and the tavern keeper in the world of Annu-Tassamet prayed to themselves, and the halos were layered upon layer, and if they really had to deal with them one by one, I am afraid that the hourglass leak will not be finished yet.

Separated by a line of prayer from the world of Ijuruvida.

It's also a golden halo, mostly human, and occasionally two dwarves want "Maia" to bring a message to Olli - it's like the girl in the class asking Zheng Yi to send a love letter to her roommate in the same dormitory.

If Zheng Yi hadn't been able to do it, he really wanted to make them sober up with a hammer!

And the human prayers here are far less qualitative than those of the Rogue girls, all for strength, power, wealth...... Zheng Yi really didn't know how, or why, he wanted to satisfy them. It's all because the Enu of Ijuiluvida are too outdated, and they don't even have the consciousness of the distribution of priesthood, so that humans can't find a partner for superstition.

Zheng Yi sat on top of the gray fog for a while, estimating the refractory period time of Annu Tassamet: slightly longer than ten days. He hasn't found the key to the refractory period yet, so he doesn't know what increased Annu Tassamet's lockdown time.

Iruiluvida was calling him, not urgently, but sincerely.

Zheng Yi's heart moved, and the ring of stars instantly appeared on his tail finger, and a bright light flashed on the mirror. He stood up, his gaze resting on the Ijuiluvida cluster.

The golden angel appeared next to the star cluster and announced in a loud voice to the entire multiverse:

"Waiting for your divine arrival!"

Zheng Yi flew towards Iruyiluvida.

Entering the spirit realm, the heroic spirits in the realm of green light and light cloud salute him.

Through the membrane of the world, there is a light of laughter, ambiguity, curiosity, and appreciation in the starry sky.

Zheng Yi felt much more comfortable. He soon landed where he had left off, a col outside Candlecaste, and it took only ten minutes to get to Candlestick on a motorcycle. Although he didn't mind others noticing his sudden disappearance, it seemed more ritual to walk farther away and cross again.

Damn, this ritual has just been broken by Annu Tassamet!

Zheng Yi now has a lot of opinions about Annu Tassamet, but he has no choice but to continue to shine for Annu Tassamet's just cause in ten days and a half months. He made up that Annu-Tasamet must be secretly cool: "I like the way you can't get used to me, and you have to work hard...... Alas, if your life is a novel, the author must be an abusing stepmother.

As if he had asthma, the chocobo engine clattered and drove Zheng Yi to Candlecastle.

A low wall has been erected outside the Candle Castle, which is the future inner wall. The human guards wrapped in spider silk cloaks on the wall saw Zheng Yi and raised the weapon in his hand:

"Hail to you, great Slakol!"

Zheng Yi once again felt countless lights rushing into his realm in the spirit world, joining in and growing his momentum. And this time he felt the tremor of the world more clearly, and it was from Ijuiluilda that the light poured out. They bring the world closer to their own realm of light and cloud.

"Thank you, thank you." Zheng Yi waved his hand at the two guards, and the motorcycle gasped.

SLAKOL, Demon Slayer.

This is the northern dialect, Zheng Yi is secretly happy in his heart.

It's interesting that a name that is so recognizable to the locals can make a difference in the consciousness of the world.

Maybe you'll soon be able to sense the Heroic Spirit in Iruruvida and use high-level skills.

With the brush of his face, Zheng Yi entered the Candle Castle very smoothly. He had expected some guard to stop him, inspect him strictly, and then praise himself for his dedication...... However, there were no such guards, and everyone who saw him called him "Slakotel", and their faces were full of honor. If they want to say something, it's never "show me, please."

As soon as Zheng Yi entered the Candle Castle, he saw the newly planned area, marked with chalk on the ground, and the vendors set up temporary shops out of small tree trunks, leather and coarse cloth. It is mainly a place where humans and dwarves exchange large quantities of goods, with dwarves mainly for ore and humans mainly for silk fabrics.

Among the many shops, Zheng Yi finally found a shop that sold food. Just as he went to see what he could hoard, he heard someone shout:

"Hi Slakotle!"

Zheng Yi turned around and saw a silver-haired Yi Erwen. She smiled brightly, wrapped in a silk cloak. Ms. Yavanna's gift propped up the back of the cloak in the form of a rattan cane, which proved more favorably that Zheng Yi had not been wrong.

"Hey, Elven." Zheng Yi smiled: "Your silver hair and this cloak are really a perfect match. ”

Irwen was glad to hear such praise and said:

"Thank you very much for your attention, but your human name is not as nice as 'Ankolimon', and it is said to mean demon slayer, which is terrible."

Zheng Yi didn't understand the value judgment of the elves, and said, "Whatever." How have you been doing? Stone-Carlmon them. ”

"Everyone is not used to the cave life of the dwarves, so they still live in the castle of good luck. The baron gave us a nice room in the inner city. I'm going to go out for a walk today, uh, with a friend. ”

"What kind of friend is it that makes you ashamed to talk about it? Boyfriend? Zheng Yi laughed.

"Oh, it's a lot more shameful than that." Irwen looked left and right, and exclaimed, "Lady Fiona, your Slakotl is here!" ”

Zheng Yi didn't remember who "Lady Fiona" was, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the eldest daughter of Baron Polson, who was carrying a half-sword in her hand, running over quickly.

Zheng Yi shook his head at Yi Erwen: "Yi Erwen, you never yelled before. ”

"People often say: when you get to the north, you have to wear a leather jacket." Irwen said, "We elves also say: in different forests we sing different songs. ”

"Well, we're calling it the locals." Zheng Yi summarized.