When Leon awoke again, he found himself lying in a simple wooden hut.

The room was quite large, with a primitive wooden wall with the head of a scimitar-horned goat hanging from it, and a small low table beside the wooden bed, on which a small, ugly bowl was lit with a wick, and the orange light made people feel warm, and the air smelled faintly of pine resin.

There is very little furnishings in the house, and you can sweep it all at a glance, and no one else is there.

Leon couldn't help but reach out to his calf and find that the Tiger Tooth Saber was still there, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and it looked like he should have been rescued.

But while rejoicing in surviving, Leon's heart was a little more disappointed, from the moment he woke up in the forest, although reason told him that what happened was the truth, but he also saved a little luck in his heart, hoping that this was just a real dream, and after waking up, he would naturally return to the original world.

However, Leon was resolute and quickly cleared his disappointment, and it was imperative for him to find out what this place was and how he had come to be.

At this time, Leon saw that he had been changed into a sleeveless short coat, the fabric was pale yellow coarse linen, the craftsmanship was very rough, and it looked like it was made by hand.

The wound on his left shoulder was tightly wrapped in a strap of the same texture, and he tried to move a little, but was surprised to find that the wound was not as painful as he expected, and his movements were not affected much, and seemed to be half healed.

"Huh!"

Leon couldn't help but jump off the wooden bed and look left and right at his body.

His whole person actually "swelled" in a circle, to be precise, he became much taller and stronger than before, the close-fitting linen clothes couldn't hide the well-defined muscles, and the thick thighs and arms made him feel full of strength and became stronger than ever.

Leon was stunned for a moment, he used to be strong and strong, but now he is huge and strong, especially the height has risen a lot, and it is estimated that he is more than 1.9 meters to say the least!

Squeak!

Just as Leon was amazed at the changes in his body, the wooden door of the room was gently pushed open.

An old man in a gray robe walked in slowly, and when he saw Lei Ao standing beside the bed, he smiled slightly and whispered, "Sudekso, Laceyti..."

The old man was very thin, with a slightly stubble body, supported by a crooked wooden staff in his hand, his long white hair was tied into small braids and hung down to his chest, and his yellow-brown face was wrinkled like sun-dried orange peel, but a pair of dark brown eyes were pure and warm, and there was a hint of concern in his eyes when he looked at Leon.

"Hello old man, did you save me?" asked Leon quickly.

Although this old man looked quite unusual in terms of appearance and clothing, after all, he was the first normal person he saw after the accident, and the many questions in his heart suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.

The old man shook his head and continued, "Larry Clayso, Tia..."

Leon couldn't help scratching his head, and after a few words of communication, he found that he and the other party were fundamentally incomprehensible to each other, and they really couldn't communicate.

The gray-robed old man was obviously aware of this problem as well, he groaned slightly, and suddenly raised the wooden staff in his hand, his lips quickly moving to read a low and obscure sentence.

The head of the hemispherical wooden staff suddenly lit up, and a golden halo quickly appeared around it, and the old man waved the wooden staff lightly, and the one-foot-square aura actually flew towards Leon.

What is this? Magic show? Leon was dumbfounded.

The aura flew above his head and hovered, and countless wonderful runes were faintly swirling and changing in the ring.

The next moment, the aura shattered completely, turning into countless bits of glow that fell on the top of Leon's head one after another, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Leon only felt a slight stream of heat seeping into his head, and there was a lot of written and verbal information in his mind at once.

"What is this?" he blurted out.

As soon as this sentence came out, Leon was surprised to find that he was not speaking Chinese, but another language that he had never been exposed to and learned before.

"This is the aura of wisdom enlightenment, which can improve your wisdom and allow you to master the lingua franca of the continent, but there is a time limit. The gray-robed old man smiled.

This time, Leon understood what he was saying.

It's one thing to just understand, Leon's mind is even more confused, what is the aura of wisdom enlightenment? What is the lingua franca of the continent? He didn't know anything at all.

"Sir, I want to know what this place is, and why am I here?"

"It looks like you have a lot of questions on your mind, let's sit down and talk slowly!" the old man gestured to the wooden bed for Leon to sit down.

The night was long, and the storm outside still did not subside, and in the Q&A exchange between the two sides, Leon gradually understood his situation.

This is not China, not even some corner of the earth, but a strange world known as the Glorious New World.

In this vast continent, there are countless creatures and races, the elves, humans, demons and beasts are the four most powerful races, and the others are basically the vassal races of the four major races.

Among the four major clans, the elves are the overlords of the Glorious Continent, ruling more than half of the continent's territory, while the orcs are the weakest, mainly scattered in the central and southwestern parts of the continent, and the beasts include lions, tigers, wolves, foxes, bears, leopards, cows... and so on dozens of ethnicities.

The Grey-robed Old Man's name was Munstan, the shaman elder of the Beast Bear's Hammer tribe, who had led his tribe to the northern end of the Wuthering Forest just a few months earlier.

"It was the warriors of our tribe who brought you back from the forest, and you are lucky, if you return to the camp any later, you may not survive. Elder Munstein concluded.

This is not the earth, it is not the world he is familiar with! Leon was almost numb in shock, he didn't doubt the other party's words, his own judgment, the monster he had encountered earlier, and the aura of wisdom enlightenment that Elder Munstein had just displayed could speak for themselves.

God, are you playing with me? Leon smiled bitterly from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't imagine that he was just drunk, the whole world had changed, he had known this, and he wouldn't have drunk himself if he was killed.

Seeing Leon's dejected appearance, Elder Munstan couldn't help but ask, "Young man, where are you from?" I see a totem ornament of the Tiger Descendant on your chest, are you a member of the Tiger Descendant?"

Leon was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but reach out and pull away his clothes, and the tiger head tattoo on his chest was immediately revealed.

This hideous tiger head tattoo was carved by a Miao witch he met in southern Xinjiang when he was a soldier, and the witch who was chattering with some gods had extremely exquisite craftsmanship, and the material of the tattoo was made of cinnabar, pigeon blood, indigo stone powder and other secret methods, and it would never fade into the skin.

The Miao witch also told Leon that the tiger head was his talisman totem that would give him strength and courage and change his fate.

His fate really changed, not long after he engraved the tattoo, he had to take off his military uniform because he offended the son of a powerful man, and went to Shanghai to work hard, and in just a few years, he made a fortune from scratch.

But he didn't expect that at the most brilliant time in his career and life, he suddenly appeared in this world, and everything in the past seemed to be completely separated at once, and he could no longer find a trace.

In addition to the tiger head tattoo on his chest, there is also the tiger thorn saber tied to his leg.

Leon couldn't help but sigh, he didn't even know how to tell his origins, to travel here from another world? Rebirth? Too much weird and incredible!

He didn't want to deceive the old man in front of him who had saved his life with lies, so he could only be silent.

Munstein smiled magnanimously, "You don't have to care, everyone has their own past, no matter what, what you need now is to rest." ”

Leon's heart was touched by the other party's tolerance and understanding, and he thought for a while and asked, "Respected Elder, do you think it is possible for a person to suddenly come from one world to another?"

The shaman elder was stunned for a moment, nodded and shook his head again: "Are you talking about crossing the plane? This is also possible!"

Thousands of years ago, in the Shenhui era, the gods who held the supreme power gradually lost most of their divine power, and were no longer able to directly intervene in the continent, and the sinking of the gods profoundly changed the face of the old continent, and new civilizations came into being, and the elves, humans, beasts and demons rose one after another, creating a new continent pattern known as the Glorious Age.

"Since that time, miracles have become rare, although there is still a teleportation array left over from the Divine Radiance Era that can be teleported to another plane, but it is a special reading plane!" Elder Munstan shook his head and said, "If it is an unfamiliar new plane, I'm afraid even a god will be difficult to do. ”

Gods!plane!Leon vaguely understood that it was impossible for him to return to his original world!

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Leon..."Elder Munstan stood up and said, "Since fate has arranged for you to come here, I believe there must be a reason, your injuries are not completely healed, don't think too much, rest here for a while before making plans." ”

"Also, you're going to think you're a member of our Hammer Tribe!"

"I understand, thank you, Elder Munstan!" Leon stood up and bowed, sincerely thanking him.

If it weren't for Munstan and the Hammer warriors, he would have died in the forest, and Munstan's guidance helped him lift the fog in front of him.

If you come, you will be safe, and only by living can there be hope.

The confusion in Leon's heart gradually faded, and was replaced by a firm faith that was reunited!