On the way to gallop on the horse, Zhencheng raised his head and looked at the endless sky. Today the weather is crisp and cloudless. Not so long ago, he was a wasted man who achieved nothing, and now he is a centurion. Traveling to another world, feeling adventure, and meeting friends may be my dream all along.

Thinking of this, Makoto's eyes were a little moist. If this is a dream, then I am very reluctant to wake up, and for some reason, such a thought flashed through Zhencheng's mind. With the bumps of the horses and the breeze blowing on his face, Makomi found himself running faster and faster. He turned around and tried to get the people around him to follow, but for some reason, the rest of the people were already gone.

I haven't had time to save Alice, and Lilisa is waiting for me to get back. Ailu, Zhong Zhi, Kane, and the guard patrol, the unknown girl in the body, the strife summoning system, the mystery of the Infinite Demon King, the conspiracy of the Ugly Emperor, and the war with the Blood Demon army, all seem to be moving away from the true inheritance.

Vertigo struck again at this moment, and the long-lost pain made Masei unable to control the horse under his feet, and fell heavily.

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"The patient is recovering and his physical characteristics are stable." A calm word reached Makoto's ears. Maseung was woken up by the voice, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling of the hospital, and his heart was mixed. Is it really just a dream? He trembled and stretched out his withered fingers, trying to summon the interface of the strife system.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Maseung seems to be just waving his hand in the air with empty eyes. However, only Zhencheng himself knew that at the moment when his hand was directed, a system interface popped up in front of his eyes, and layers of ripples appeared where his fingers touched.