The school bell rang over and over again, just like the cicadas outside the window were moaning over and over again. I had just become a senior in high school, looking at the blackboard in amazement, and the pen in my hand was copying notes at the high speed of my ** silk for 15 years.

"Students, let's continue the class. A sentence pierced our hearts, as if we were leaving this world. The Chinese language is broad and profound.

Finally, it was time for school to get out, and it was already dark. Vehicles are constantly flowing and speeding through the drizzle. Silver, black lines flashed before me, like a comet on the road.

The smog is vast. The fog was lit up with red lights, and a red mist like a nether fortress surrounded everyone waiting for the bus. I couldn't even see any buildings 100 meters away. All of us can't see ahead because there's no clear place ahead. I kept breathing, and I felt as if my throat had eaten sand.

I didn't wait for the bus to come when I heard an explosion across the street, followed by shouting. People came running from my left, shouting and running to the other side. It's not the people who are in hot pursuit.

"That's"

I saw a group of human-tall creatures appear in the red mist in the distance. Shadows are enough. It looks like a horse, but it doesn't run fast, it just walks fast. The sound of footsteps is like the eerie sound of falling leaves. The ghost-like eyes seem to be devouring everything, and it looks terrifying. "Creepers!" shouted in the streets.

A creeper seemed to notice my presence, and ran for us waiting for the bus.

We quickly ran towards the crowd. The creeper is in hot pursuit, and keeps getting closer. The other creepers seemed to find it better to pit people here, and surrounded me. In the red mist.

I was also accompanied by a small loli. I didn't know her, but I did grab her hand when I ran. Misunderstanding.,I'm really not Loricon.,I just want to develop a friendship.。

“"

It's over. However, the encirclement has not yet been completely closed, and there is still a bit of a chance. I was about to speed up when I looked back and saw Lori looking at me silently.

I was silent. But there is no room for silence in this situation - unless you give me a diamond set. I gritted my teeth—

I pushed little Lori out of the encirclement. But the creepers are afraid it's time to blow up. As I then ran towards the gap, I ran into a creeper. "Your sister?!"

Then there was a series of explosions, and I thought I was dead. But I saved a little Lori. Although the launch really didn't get a good push. I'm still here.

My eyes went dark.

Gorgeous dividing line-

When I woke up, I found that I was lying in a strange place. I looked ahead and saw a group of people. "In the hospital?"

Unfortunately, when I rubbed my eyes, I didn't see the doctor in the white coat. Instead, I saw a group of people dressed like the Middle Ages. The one who took the lead was clearly the king, holding a diamond staff full of emeralds. The people in the back are mostly wearing armor, armed with iron/steel swords, and also holding large shields.

After looking at it, I found that there was no pain in my body at all, and there was no such pain that should be heart-rending. Anyway, is this cosplay? I staggered to my feet. "Here?" I asked the cosmking man. The king laughed:

"Welcome to our world!"

I was in a cold sweat. Anyway, there are indeed 10 people standing next to me, all of them are handsome guys and beauties, so I'm hehe. How about I say hello to them?

"Hello ~ my name is " I tried to squeeze out a smile.

But I saw them all retreating in terror. Strange to say, I seem to be a lot taller. Hey, hey, hey, push a hammer, I'm friendly, I put my hand on my forehead. I looked at my hands, which turned black like coal. ”！“

I was really scared. I looked at my whole body, and it was completely black, with long, thin limbs, and purple glow in my eyes. Isn't this just "Little Black!"

The king couldn't stand it anymore, and began to introduce it in a loud voice in the tone of a politician's speech, as if he were reciting a text: "You are all brave men summoned from another world, there are 11 in all, and each has a different identity. Different identities have different relationships, but what is the use of it is up to you to discover for yourselves. The purpose of the brave man coming to this world is to kill the 'dragons' that spawn every 400 years. The dragon is the final form of the king of nature from all races, and has some of the abilities of the original race. Dragons have carved up a large number of human territories, so every 200 years they can summon 11 heroes from the altar. Of course, the Brave has also received a significant upgrade in its basic stats."

Isn't that a lot of saliva?, I began to interrupt:

"As you said, where did the altar come from? Is 200 fixed? And since it's just fighting dragons, what's the use of identity? Isn't it trying to split the unity between the brave?"

The other brave men seemed to think it made sense, and they also asked the king questions. The king quickly glanced at me with imperceptible contempt.

"Well, the brave are very smart. Truth be told, the altar was made by ancient sages, and it takes 200 years to summon it. Due to the loss of ancient magic, there is naturally no way to change it. Identities arise naturally, but the relationship between the brave seems to be similar, so we give different names to different braves. These brave adults are too worried. In addition, each summon will spawn 12 artifacts, which can be freely selected. Let's draw lots to determine the order. ”

Although some doubts have been solved, there are still some logical conflicts, so let's draw lots. The brave chooses the artifact and still has to draw lots?! It's too fair, isn't it? What should someone do if they cheat?

I glanced at the number I had drawn, and it was number 11. In other words, I'm the last one, and I'm afraid the weapon won't be good either. When it was my turn, I was left with only two weapons in front of me: an all-black greatsword with the label "Extremely Black Blade - Yormungand" on it, and a staff on it. I still prefer the big sword to say.

"That's it!" I grabbed my broadsword. Strangely, however, the king quickly glanced at me with disdain.

When I looked at the properties, I almost didn't get angry:

The Darkest Blade - Yormungand

Grade - e

Attack: 1

Special Effects: None