At this moment, two hundred miles outside the city of Sagos......

"Kill !!!"

The rebels, wielding pitchforks and kitchen knives and sticks, rushed towards the cavalry. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Fight back! Fight back!

The sound of slashing, the roar of horses, the groans of soldiers, the clanging of swords, these notes that only exist on the battlefield, slowly drift in the sky, mix together, and weave into a poem with the smell of blood.

In the tent, a tall-looking man was pointing to a map and yelling:

"Hold me up! Flank surrounding! Don't be surrounded---- don't be surrounded break through in the middle!" This man was the Gabriel commander who was in charge of commanding part of the cavalry of the Thirteenth Army. He was still straining and yelling in his already hoarse voice, "Hurry--- hurry!"

"Commander! The Thirteenth Legion has been wiped out except for us....... a guard who had just retreated from the battlefield and was covered in blood, panting and scolding: "***! Aren't these people afraid of death? We killed a group of people, and rushed up another group of ......."

"I don't want to hear you bargain with me!" Gabriel stomped his foot unwillingly, "I have been ordered to defend this line of defense and kill all these anti-thieves and people!

"Commander, you're crazy! We only have more than 30 brothers left! And those people are still charging----" he swallowed, "There are no less than 100 people this time!"

When Gabriel heard this, the expression on his face was very complicated. He didn't speak, just sat down in his chair as if he was decadent, looked at the map on the table, and fell silent.

"Please, Commander---- brothers have families to take care of in other towns and villages, don't you also have a mother-in-law and two children? You want one of them to become a widow and two children without a father? You want to leave them behind and let a weak woman and two children survive in the present world......

Gabriel pulled his hair with his hands, and it was the fate of every soldier to die on the battlefield and lie in the pile of dead forever. But........ At this time, he didn't know what to say, tears rolled in his eyes, and he just refused to fall.

"These damned princes and nobles, they are drunk and dead in Sagoth, let us defend them against the enemy, and make them substitutes! Why should we put our lives on these fat pigs?"

Gabriel struggled with his own heart. But in the end, he nodded tremblingly.

"Withdraw........ Withdraw ......."

He pursed his lips.

"Retreat ........"

As soon as the guards heard of the retreat, they immediately ran out and shouted: "Retreat! Retreat! The commander told everyone to retreat quickly! Otherwise, the group of Diao people will catch up!"

As soon as the big ones heard the retreat, their eyes lit up, and they immediately packed up their things and put them in the back of the carriage, ready to give the order and began to flee for their lives, and flew away.

Suddenly, an arrow came at him, killing the poor horse pulling the cart, and when the horse was hit by the arrow, it swung its body and fell to the ground, a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of its mouth.

"Who?!There is an ambush!"

The soldiers immediately drew their swords and gathered together.

"Presumptuous!"

I saw a large army coming on, the military appearance was neat, and the soldiers had murderous aura in their eyes, like a killing machine that was born for war. It was completely different from the remnants of the army in front of them who had packed up their soft and prepared to leave.

One of the remnants of the army pointed to a banner held by one of the cavalrymen in that army.

"Look at that flag!"

The flag on a blue background is embroidered with two intertwined swords.

It is the banner of Modricini, the younger brother of the current king! At this moment, two hundred miles outside the city of Sagos......

"Kill !!!"

The rebels, wielding pitchforks and kitchen knives and sticks, rushed towards the cavalry.

"Fight back! Fight back!

The sound of slashing, the roar of horses, the groans of soldiers, the clanging of swords, these notes that only exist on the battlefield, slowly drift in the sky, mix together, and weave into a poem with the smell of blood.

In the tent, a tall-looking man was pointing to a map and yelling:

"Hold me up! Flank surrounding! Don't be surrounded---- don't be surrounded break through in the middle!" This man was the Gabriel commander who was in charge of commanding part of the cavalry of the Thirteenth Army. He was still straining and yelling in his already hoarse voice, "Hurry--- hurry!"

"Commander! The Thirteenth Legion has been wiped out except for us....... a guard who had just retreated from the battlefield and was covered in blood, panting and scolding: "***! Aren't these people afraid of death? We killed a group of people, and rushed up another group of ......."

"I don't want to hear you bargain with me!" Gabriel stomped his foot unwillingly, "I have been ordered to defend this line of defense and kill all these anti-thieves and people!

"Commander, you're crazy! We only have more than 30 brothers left! And those people are still charging----" he swallowed, "There are no less than 100 people this time!"

When Gabriel heard this, the expression on his face was very complicated. He didn't speak, just sat down in his chair as if he was decadent, looked at the map on the table, and fell silent.

"Please, Commander---- brothers have families to take care of in other towns and villages, don't you also have a mother-in-law and two children? You want one of them to become a widow and two children without a father? You want to leave them behind and let a weak woman and two children survive in the present world......

Gabriel pulled his hair with his hands, and it was the fate of every soldier to die on the battlefield and lie in the pile of dead forever. But........ At this time, he didn't know what to say, tears rolled in his eyes, and he just refused to fall.

"These damned princes and nobles, they are drunk and dead in Sagoth, let us defend them against the enemy, and make them substitutes! Why should we put our lives on these fat pigs?"

Gabriel struggled with his own heart. But in the end, he nodded tremblingly.

"Withdraw........ Withdraw ......."

He pursed his lips.

"Retreat ........"

As soon as the guards heard of the retreat, they immediately ran out and shouted: "Retreat! Retreat! The commander told everyone to retreat quickly! Otherwise, the group of Diao people will catch up!"

As soon as the big ones heard the retreat, their eyes lit up, and they immediately packed up their things and put them in the back of the carriage, ready to give the order and began to flee for their lives, and flew away.

Suddenly, an arrow came at him, killing the poor horse pulling the cart, and when the horse was hit by the arrow, it swung its body and fell to the ground, a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of its mouth.

"Who?!There is an ambush!"

The soldiers immediately drew their swords and gathered together.

"Presumptuous!"

I saw a large army coming on, the military appearance was neat, and the soldiers had murderous aura in their eyes, like a killing machine that was born for war. It was completely different from the remnants of the army in front of them who had packed up their soft and prepared to leave.

One of the remnants of the army pointed to a banner held by one of the cavalrymen in that army.

"Look at that flag!"

The flag on a blue background is embroidered with two intertwined swords.

My name is Luohui, a lonely junior high school student from Earth, and I am fifteen years old.

I, from a bad family, with an ordinary appearance and a withdrawn personality, except for having a fairly healthy body, I am a waste.

That's right, incompetent wasters, wasters who have achieved nothing...... On the road I have walked, there will always be endless bullying and pain.

I am a typical weakling, and my weakness brings out the strength of everyone.

Hehe......

Sometimes, I often think that I am so incompetent, I don't have a real friend, I don't have a decent family, and I don't have a relative who is true to me.

No one's help, no one's care, no one's sympathy -- no one, even the slightest mercy, a wasted person.

And most of the time, I even feel like an orphan, long forgotten and abandoned by this unforgiving world.

There is no reason to live anymore......

-- Falling Glow

(Lonely, lonely life)

......

At night, the moonlight is bleak.

A scarred boy hung his head feebly, half-lying under the windowsill. The moonlight shone in and sprinkled on his gray-black hair. This desolate appearance seems to be set off by the moonlight, and it begins to silently pour out the endless sorrow and pain of the past.

Yes, he is Luohui, an ordinary person who has been forgotten by the real world and abandoned by fate.

This is the library of the second middle school in Suining City, as a resident of Luohui, he doesn't remember how many times he secretly came to the library, he only knows that in the huge campus, only the library is a pure land without violence and bullying, and only here, he can enjoy a moment of peace, only his own peace.

At this time, Luohui clenched his fists tightly, and the new and old scars on his hands made him gasp.

But the expression on his face was still calm, and the calm made people feel terrible.

No one knew what he was thinking, and he endured the pain and took out an old yellowed book from his bosom.

That was his last hope.

Book of the Dead.

"Whew~" took a deep breath and exhaled again, Luo Hui let go of his tightly clenched fist, his body trembled slightly, and opened the thick old book that he called the Book of the Dead.

Book of the Dead, Page 1 - Pact of Blood: Make a pact with the Book of the Dead to become a qualified necromancer and unlock all the beginner necromantic magic in the Book of the Dead.

Price: A drop of the contractor's blood.

(Irreversibility: The contractor will be forcibly sent to the last pure land of the gods, the continent of Calradia.) Otherwise, you can't use any of the dark magic in the Book of the Dead. ）

"Calradia... Calradia... Calradia ......"

The tremolo is faint. It seems that the word "Calradia" has been muttered countless times in Luohui's mouth.

He read it quickly, checking that the first page of the Book of the Dead was the same as he had read it the first time, then closed it and stared blankly ahead. Gradually, his eyes became more and more determined, as if he was about to do something incumbent.

But perhaps, this is just the last struggle of the dying before they die.

Biting his left index finger fiercely, Luohui quickly put his index finger on the cover of the Book of the Dead while the wound was still dripping blood.

A moment later, a drop of bright red blood landed on a strange pattern on the cover of the Book of the Dead. It was a blood-red one-eye, abruptly imprinted on the cover of the Book of the Dead, without any decoration around it, and in the light of the moon, it looked very strange.

Soon, the blood spread, and the blood-red single eye was rendered even more red, and even released a faint red light, as if staring at Luohui with a deep gaze.

And having done what the book says, Luohui is anxiously waiting for some miracle to happen.

But will miracles really happen as he hoped?

Yes, it will.

Under the white moonlight, the one-eyed pattern that had been rendered dark red by blood suddenly emitted a burst of intense glare without warning, and this glare gradually and consciously enveloped Luohui.

And at the moment when the glare was just generated, Luohui himself had already lost consciousness, and after another moment, the strange glare suddenly disappeared, and under the moonlit windowsill, there was only a piece of air left.

The glow is gone.

To be precise, it was taken away by the Book of the Dead.

Where did he go?

......

The sky is bright.

The continent of Calradia, in the territory of the Kingdom of Svadia.

It is a small hill full of hawthorn trees, located southwest of Tilbert Castle, which belonged to the Kingdom of Swadia.

Cold, cold......

This was the only sense on Luohui's body, who had just crossed over from Earth, and by the time he regained consciousness and got up from the ground, his body was already shivering from the cold.

After all, it's mid-October in Calradia, and winter isn't far away.

After taking two breaths and rubbing his hands twice, Luohui felt a little warmer, and began to observe the strange land around him, and gradually, his eyes became a little more hopeful.

An inexplicable sense of excitement began to linger in his heart - yes, he read that right, he, finally... Finally...... Finally got rid of the painful life in the past, and traveled to this unknown place, but full of hope.

The mountain breeze is soothing.

...... However, although the mood is extremely excited, the words have to get back to business.

Luohui, who has been accustomed to reading novels since he was a child, quickly calmed down. Well, as a traverser, I must have the aura of the protagonist, it's just an old-fashioned plot.

He began to add motivation to live here.

As for why there was such a strange and ridiculous thing to believe in the Book of the Dead, it was from the moment the library accidentally found the Book of the Dead a few days ago.

From then on, Falling Hui had made up his mind to either believe in the wonders of the Book of the Dead or commit suicide at school - he couldn't stand the feeling of being bullied and isolated by everyone, including his own loved ones.

After all, how can that kind of feeling be experienced by ordinary people, and how can a fifteen-year-old boy endure it?

If it weren't for the most basic human desire to survive, it would still be struggling to help him struggle painfully at the bottom of society.

He is long gone.

Therefore, after obtaining the Book of the Dead, Luohui clung to it as a life-saving straw and believed that a miracle would happen in this world.