"What are these things, are they really creatures?"

"Are bones, pieces of flesh, shadows, these things real?"

"We...... How can I fight these monsters?"

"Where is the Lost Darklands, does this place really exist?"

Voices of uneasiness gradually came from all directions, except for the three major families and a few core figures, almost everyone felt uneasy and repulsed by these unknown necromantic creatures, compared to the students of the Machine Nation who were more calm, but their faces were also very ugly.

"A long time ago......" At this time, a beautiful voice like a singing came from the high platform, and the voice was like a gentle hand, which gently soothed the fear of the students, and the students involuntarily looked up to the stage.

At this moment, Bard had stepped aside respectfully, and standing by the high platform was a beautiful man dressed in a traveler's cloth, with green hair like weeds, and a slender appearance like an elf, but without losing the masculinity of a human, and his ears were slightly pointed, but not as prominent as an elf. And the man is holding a brass harp in his hand at the moment and plucking it gently, although it is a non-tune sound, but it makes people want to continue listening.

"Shaya, why are you back?" Locke asked as he stepped forward to the man with the harp, interrupting the man's intention to continue. However, Locke knew that Shaya had been on the front line not long after the war began, and had hardly returned to the Magic Continent, and Shaya's good singing also soothed the anxiety of the soldiers very well, and it can be said that she was an indispensable figure on the front line, as the only bard who was promoted to a legend, Shaya's role on the battlefield was not much lower than that of a demigod powerhouse.

"My role is after the war, I can't be of much use in the war, although I have legendary strength, but it has no effect on those creatures in the shadows, so I came back here to help after getting permission, after all, these children need time to grow, and they can't let the dark facts crush them all at once. Shaya said, her crisp voice sounding a little low, clearly concerned about the fact that she couldn't be useful on the battlefield.

"yes, that's really bothering you. Locke thanked Shaya sincerely, Shaya didn't need to do these things specially, but he still came back from the battlefield to help, and this alone was enough to make Locke admit it.

"I'm going back to the battlefield after I've finished this story, and I'll have to trouble you with the rest of the story. Shaya shook her head, clearly not believing that she needed anything to thank Locke.

Shaya gently plucked the harp, although it looked like an ordinary harp, but the sound was very clear into everyone's ears, making people feel relaxed and happy, and they couldn't help but focus on the incomparably beautiful man.

"It was a dark and bloody time, when the undead befell the earth, the people were slaughtered, the plague was raging, the bones were everywhere, the viscous blood was overflowing, and the wails of grief were blown by the breeze through the untouched wilderness. The heroes of all races resisted with all their might, but they could only hold the last vestiges of sunset for the people of light, and watch the continent be corrupted by darkness. Shaya's singing voice was low and mournful, and many of the female students even cried in fear, as if they had smelled a thick smell of blood in their nostrils and seen endless despair.

"But at this moment the gods sprinkled light on the earth, and the dead were driven back to the place of death, and desire was driven back to hell, and the gods made a rule that those who did not belong to the light could not enter this land, and returned the land that belonged to the light to the light, and the continent was thus divided into three pieces, and never touched by the command of the gods. And the remaining darkness on the continent is forever forgotten. Shaya's singing turned into a joyous hymn, and it was as if the darkness that hung over the continent was driven by the light, and finally the gods were defeated, and the people were left forever, and the people could finally resume their work without trembling under the control of the darkness.

"I see, that forgotten area is the Lost Dark Realm, which means that the gods sealed the remnants of the dark power on the continent into that place, no wonder there are not even a few rumors of necromancy on the continent. It looks like we're going to go in there this time. Alan thought as he touched his chin.

Shaya didn't use singing to control their minds, just chanted naturally, so most of the people with stronger wills were naturally less affected, many of them had already shown thoughtful expressions, and most of them were still immersed in the magnificent scene of Shaya's chanting at the moment, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

"Thank you again, Lord Shaya. Locke saw that Shaya's chanting was over, and came up again to thank him.

"It's all right, they're good boys, they're all very determined, they just need some help. Shaya smiled nonchalantly, for him, the most important thing is to be able to help everyone, not to mention the seeds of the future of these continents.

Shaya nodded to the others, the dwarf and the orc legend returned the salute, only the elf looked away a little embarrassed, Shaya didn't care, and left after whispering a few words to Locke, obviously he was not needed on the battlefield as he said, as the only bard legend, there were still many things to deal with on the battlefield, and he couldn't stay here for a long time.

"Ugh. Locke looked at the elven legend who pretended to be fine, and sighed inwardly, but he couldn't say anything about this kind of thing.

"As Lady Shaya said, the gods have set seals to isolate demons and necromancy, and sealed the remnants of necromantic power in the Lost Realm. However, for unknown reasons, the seal of the gods has been broken, and the necromancers and demons have invaded again, and the warriors are struggling to resist, and it is very likely that you will face the necromancy and the demonic army in the near future. That's why I've arranged this assessment, hoping that you can learn how to deal with the dead in the Lost Darks. Bard waited for Shaya to leave before he stepped forward, his tone quite calm.

"In this assessment, we will arrange for several high-level powerhouses to be distributed in the Lost Dark Domain, and distribute a signal stone to you, if you are really in danger, crush the signal stone and a high-level powerhouse will arrive, of course, at that time, it means that you have failed the assessment. Bard waved his hand, and someone around him immediately stepped forward and handed the students a small red stone with a simple magic rune engraved on it.

"The academy assessment is not only to test your ability, but also to test your courage and perseverance in the face of the unknown, what we need is a strong man who can become a combat force on the battlefield in the future, not a coward who runs away in fear in the face of darkness. Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely hope that you can all survive and become the hope of this continent. 」