If the Founding Goddess created this entire world and laid down an inviolable iron rule for all things and heaven and earth. So how do we know what is touchable, what is noble and inviolable?

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looked at everyone's stunned eyes. Kerr admits that he had put the matter behind him long before that. In the ghost realm, the boy was in a coma so coincidentally that when Kerr woke up, he thought that the soul that had been artificially wrapped had forever fallen at the junction of reality and spirit.

However, the most troublesome part is never the initial appearance, but the acceptance of the alien by the community.

A ghost, a group of people, who should decide on it and their path

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People were nervous, or curious, around the pale girl who stood beside Kerr and never left.

Surprisingly, when people voted on the fate of this beautiful "girl" who suddenly appeared in front of everyone, all the pedantic old people who held the right to decide all voted to stay. He also expressed his firm determination to coexist with the aliens, and personally suppressed all disgruntled rebels.

It seems that this anomaly, which is not hostile to humans for the time being, will become an ally of the people for some time.

"What's your name?" asked a thin girl who had just joined the migration brigade when she ran out of nowhere.

"Io. ”

"Hello Io, my name is Arashi. Without fear, the thin girl took Io's pure white hands like snowflakes and introduced herself familiarly.

"Oh. A nonchalant reply. Except for the conversation with Kerr when he first appeared. When facing others, Io always seems to be absent-minded. The two snow-white eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if they were enduring the erosion of something and had to give it their all.

"Ahh

...... Time's up. Io's snow-white body, along with the sackcloth on her body, began to gradually become transparent and illusory. Eventually, it turned into a milky white soul ball and floated into Kerr's chest, the crow-like trace.

A teenager suddenly trotted onto the monitor lizard's broad back and stood next to Arashi. "Brother, am I hated...... "...... No wonder it's so familiar, it turns out that she is Pol's sister.

Looking at Io's sudden change, some of them suddenly nodded as if they had suddenly realized. Contacting the identity of the Kerr necromancer, a ghost doesn't seem so difficult to accept. Maybe it's just a gadget summoned by a necromancer. The experience of suffering has brought a lot of nerves to these people. Three minutes of surprise, three minutes of confusion, three minutes of curiosity, and then everything will be back on track. You have to dare to go the way you should go, and you have to go where you need to go. No one will be exhausted by this small change, because their own life is more important than the integration of the different.

However, Kerr, who had just tried to communicate with others, was surprisingly silent. The burning sensation in his chest has not dissipated for a long time. As a normal, good mage, it is always exciting and fascinating to find out the truth about something, especially what happened to you.

- No matter what sound it makes, the amulet that turns into a tattoo doesn't seem to respond. - How did she appear, and how did she get in? Besides, it's too much effort to communicate with people who can't even understand their own elaborate jokes.

Let's do something that works for you - after all, the unknown is always the best proposition, isn't it?......

The most important change, the change of the amulet. Amulet...... , the boy lowered his head and pondered, the amulet ...... Ogre, Ogre Blood!?Kerr suddenly remembered the scene of facing the ogre nearly a week ago. That kind of crazy calling and noise has not been forgotten for him for a long time until now. Unfortunately, after this, when Kerr faced the ogre army, he never felt that strange impulse again. However, Kerr remembered that the amulet was transformed into a tattoo on his body at that moment.

There are also ghosts, and Eleo who hides a shred of sanity. That sudden pity, sadness that he had never felt before, was also haunting the boy. It seems that he has a lot to do with the Night Demon............

A screech and a small chaos in the herd suddenly interrupted Kerr's thoughts......

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Surprisingly simple...... This is already the eleventh furnace that Tucker has turned off. Look at the nodes on the map in each computer room that keep going out. Tucker knew that there were countless dwarven engineers like him who were racing against time for their kind. Thinking of this, a sense of honor arises spontaneously. Even...... He didn't even know what the honest dwarven captain looked like before he died, and he didn't even know his name.

An ordinary dwarven soldier wields a knife and decapitates the dwarven captain when he is defenseless. Unlike the rugged weapons of the dwarves, this is an incomparably ornate long knife. The blood-colored pattern spreads on it, revealing a strange beauty.

The blood of the headless corpse on the ground began to surge towards the dwarf with the long knife, and the dwarf quietly melted and merged with the blood as if it had turned into a pool of blood. The next moment, a tall gentleman wearing a tie and a suit walked out of the pool of blood gracefully with a long blade in his hand.

Look at the long row of medals on the vampire's clothes that suddenly appeared. Tucker knew he was in big trouble. Yes, he was an earl, but he was also a "Garter".

However, this is not enough to panic a young old fritter.

Tucker asked calmly, "What do you want to do, it seems to me that you kill as many dwarves as you want to kill is meaningless to us." You just gave "Sidam" another chance to vent his anger. ”

Without the slightest nonsense, this Count of Garter clearly did not want to think about so many things. It's like taking a walk in the pavilion, listening to Tucker's persuasion, and easily slashing the soldiers around him. He was only an earl, but he was a Garde.

While Tucker was the only one left in the room, the vampire was still standing unscathed. As for the siren in Tucker's hand, it had already been pierced by a flying knife.

"You dwarfs!" After a few seconds of silence, the wordless slayer finally spoke. "You who have lost your radar are simply blind men with lanterns in the night. ”

Despite the vampire's ridicule, Tucker seemed to grasp something. "You're the dwarf!"

“...... , that's not the point. The vampire stroked his forehead. "The point is that you are blind. ”

"You're blind. ”

"Then how can you not see the catastrophe hanging over your heads? The vampire sneered and threw Tucker a "dark vision".

Now, looking at the skylight on the side of his head, Kerr understood......

In the middle of the sky, in the endless darkness, a storm that seemed to be thirty kilometers in diameter was sweeping towards "Sidam". From time to time, a few bolts of lightning slashed, and then they were swallowed and chewed by the tide of demons surging in the storm, and launched a desperate charge towards the next target.

In front of Tucker, a powerful vampire blocks the position of the closing node in front of him. If that demon tide comes into contact with the unstable energy system of "Sidam", the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Good luck to me!" Tucker screamed angrily, picking up the hammer held by a corpse and lunging at it.

"Good luck. The vampire kicked Tucker back in disdain. "My sister said the same thing a few days ago. Then, she died. ”