The next day, the consciousness space of the World Tree.

"Lloyddell? You met Loyddell, the god of order, in that consciousness space? ”

As soon as Silver Yarn came to the consciousness space from the city where the sublimators lived, she heard a familiar name mentioned in the discussion between Qiao Xiu and Shiratori.

"Do you know that God?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"I've fought alongside her for a while in past wars, and I think she's dead."

Yinsha seemed a little out of cool when she learned the news that her former comrades-in-arms were still alive, and she took a step forward directly, forcing Qiao Xiu to take a small step back and keep a safe distance from the master mother of the sublimator.

"She is still living in the consciousness space of the enemy?" Yinsha asked again.

"I'm exploring the enemy's consciousness space... It's a bit of a tongue to say.,Let's call it the gray fog space.,I met a person who claimed to be the god of order when I was exploring where.,I just don't know if it's true.。 ”

Qiao Xiu looked behind the silver yarn, and the sublimators had come to the consciousness space from the city where they lived one after another.

"Caretaker! I have to go to the Grey Mist Space. Yinsha was silent for a short moment, and then said this sentence in a firm tone.

"Silver Yarn! What are you talking about! ”

Kanazawa, as the main father, heard Yinsha's decision, and immediately ran over to pull her aside, but Kanazawa was not Yinsha's opponent as a warrior at all.

She just shook her hand and broke free of the other party.

"I have to meet the god of order, and in the gray mist space, can we still use your energy?"

"Absolutely."

When Yinsha asked this sentence, Qiao Xiu understood what she wanted to do.

The Sublimators are not like characters who are rifts in the world, they die in the space of consciousness is real death.

That's why the master father was so flustered when he heard Yinsha make this request.

"Mistress, please take us with you."

The sublimators behind Yinsha heard her conversation with Qiao Xiu, and immediately came behind Yinsha to go to the enemy's battlefield to realize.

But this is only a small part of it, and most of the sublimators still stand beside the master father and show great hesitation.

"Let me warn you that even though we've cleaned up the first layer, there's no guarantee that new monsters will appear."

Qiao Xiu didn't want to lose so many excellent modelers, but judging from Yinsha's eyes, there was nothing to stop her from going to the battlefield now, unless Qiao Xiu locked her up.

"I've been saved hundreds of times by the players of the Alliance in World Rift." Yinsha said coldly and suddenly... It's like a complaint.

Qiao Xiu remembered that this master mother played an NPC in a quest dungeon in the game, and the content was probably to be rescued from the dungeon boss by the players breaking the cage.

This kind of NPC play is also an important job for the sublimators.

"Okay, you can use my energy in the gray mist space, and I'm going to build a camp somewhere, as for the exact time... It's right now. ”

Qiao Xiu said as he said that a stone door that glowed behind him appeared, and the door was closed... But just standing here, the sublimators could feel the gray mist oozing through the crack in the door.

The fear of the Ascendants for the Gray Mist was deep in the soul, and Qiao Xiu observed that many of the Ascendants standing beside Kanazawa showed expressions of fear.

"Silver... Silver Yarn..."The master was trying to dissuade her in some way, but Silver Yarn's hands were already on the stone door, she didn't hesitate, and slowly pushed the stone door open with both hands.

The moment the door was pushed open, the aura of gray mist poured into this consciousness space, but it didn't spread long before it began to gather around the white cat.

The aura of the gray mist gathered into a ball like a ball of thread, which was directly trampled into pieces by the white cat's paws.

The door leads to an endless grassland, which is the outermost layer of the gray fog space, so the power of the gray fog is also the weakest.

The white cat can absorb this amount of gray mist and purify it.

"The war has begun, and you, as the vanguard, are building camps on the enemy's battlefields." Qiao Xiu made a please, tidying up the stone door.

"How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?"

Silver Yarn turned her head and asked Qiao Xiu before stepping in.

"Soon." After Qiao Xiu made this promise, Yinsha chose to believe it, and she stepped into this grassland with the eight sublimators who were willing to follow her.

Silver Yarn's feet stepped on this grassland, although she had seen the picture of Qiao Xiu fighting with those monsters on the magic net interface, but it was different when she really stepped into this grassland that exuded an ominous atmosphere.

The gray mist that came from all sides made her want to suffocate, but luckily Ginsha had experienced worse than this in the past battles.

The person who passed the fire under Qiao Xiu's control also appeared on the grassland, and Yinsha glanced left and right and found that there was still a rickety old man sitting on the grassland.

"Who is he?" Silver Yarn asked.

"Bechmont, King of the Land of the Sea, owner of this steppe...", as Qiao Xiu introduced the king, he came to his side and asked, "Are you sure you don't wake up before the event starts... The affairs of the state? ”

Qiao Xiu and the big turtle had already made a deal, that is, Qiao Xiu would help him clean up those nasty monsters in his consciousness space, and he would allow the World Tree to grow on his back.

But he also has a human identity, that is, a king.

The king had been in a coma for almost two days in reality, and in a country where people were in turmoil, two days of coma was enough to further aggravate the chaos in the whole country.

"I'll use the newsletter you invented to reach them, Josieu Arnorod, you just have to get on with your work."

Bechmont has no interest in the governance of the country at all, and he is now sitting on the grass busy messing around the world of rifts.

"Another king who governs the country in a newsletter... Alright, Silveryarn let's start building camp. ”

Qiao Xiu glanced at the huge stone gate behind him that led to the World Tree's consciousness space.

This stone gate is actually in the real world, it is the leaf of the World Tree held by the king.

The size of the door is also determined by the amount of data that the leaves can carry, and Qiao Xiu felt that such a small door would definitely not be able to accommodate all the players' teleportation, so he just sent a small World Tree crystal to the past.

The energy transmitted from the other side of the door allowed the Ascension to maintain their energy in the face of the gray mist-surrounded environment.

Silver Yarn began to build a camp for adventurers here in accordance with the rules of the consciousness space.