Through the stained-glass skylight, the sun shines directly down and illuminates the entire cathedral.

Velvet carpets of pastel-colored plant fibers hang on all sides, soft white curtains adorn doors and windows, a huge lantern in full bloom rotates slowly on the central ceiling, a huge clock hangs from the wall, and the second hand turns to make a ticking sound.

The statue of the goddess of the dawn, who is said to have saved mankind, looked at the world with pity, and a drop of blood and tears in the corner of her eye was so obvious, when the ruby of the highest purity was refined, and the endless spring water flowed down the slightly closed eyes, flowing into the earth with a fixed track.

A group of nobles who stood in splendid clothes and without a serious face, as if they had come to visit, whispered about the recent banquets, the energetic courtesans, the good slaves at the auction, and the seductive sinful bodies of the saints.

The old pope, who wielded the scepter, was broad-hearted and smiling, and did not give any rebuke to the nobles who had insulted the saints on such a solemn occasion.

And in front of him, the norm has always been solemnly fulfilled, and the best blonde saint of our time is on her knees, clasped her hands in prayer.

The focused prayer and the terrifying pressure of the summoning ritual made her unable to hear the voices of the people around her at all, which also made everyone feel an inexplicable joy, and her speech became more and more explicit.

But no matter what, everyone waited for the summoning ceremony to summon the right person.

Perhaps because the darkness of this attack was too thick, the formation that had already taken effect had been running for a full ten minutes and could not find a suitable candidate.

Even though most of the pressure of this brave summoning circle was borne by the goddess who had fallen into a deep sleep, less than one-ten-thousandth of the pressure left behind made countless sweat droplets on the blonde saint's body secrete out, soaking the robe, outlining the bumpy figure, and exuding a sweet fragrance in the air.

All the men involuntarily shifted their targets and stared at the blonde girl in front of them.

Suddenly, the golden light soared into the sky, shooting straight into the sky, and the purple thunder twisted like a dragon in the clouds, and the thunder roared, as if announcing the arrival of the brave to the world.

Liu Wu lowered his head, and under his feet was a huge geometric pattern drawn by countless strips of unknown materials that emitted fluorescence, and the air was filled with some strange energy that he had never felt before.

Although the golden light obscured everything, there was no need to see with both eyes, and the magnetic field perception that did not disappear could keenly perceive the surrounding situation, and everything was reflected in his mind, which also made Liu Wu probably guess the current situation.

In a word, it's a lot, and the game plays bad Call of the Brave.

Family, colleagues, friends, relatives, classmates, country, the world, everything, whether you know or don't know, erase all the misfortunes or luck you have encountered in the past, and all of them are equal to 'zero' things.

Here, once oppressed people are empowered to save others.

Weaker beings have the opportunity to chase stronger powers.

Poor people are also able to get rewards that match or even surpass through hard work.

For a lot of people, something to dream of.

But Liu Wu only felt a kind of anger.

Grass fucking rage!

Disrupted all his arrangements, broke off the connection he had built up with great difficulty, ignored his own will, and pulled himself into a strange world. Can't you choose someone else? I don't have time to save other worlds right now!

But the anger was forcibly suppressed by Liu Wu in just a moment.

Senseless anger cannot change any reality, and magnetic field rotation is not a spiral force, a pure volitional force that can infinitely rush through the level with anger alone.

When you don't understand the situation, it's very irrational to show your anger, to be able to completely ignore your own resistance, and even change the world without even reacting represents the possible foundation of this world.

If you just start and get seconds directly, it will really laugh off your big teeth.

But it is absolutely impossible to make Liu Wu do nothing.

Carefully observing everyone's eyes to make sure that no one noticed, the arms that had been temporarily condensed with qi also temporarily collapsed, and some invisible qi 'naturally' scattered out under the cover of golden light, spreading towards the surroundings, making faint 'marks' one by one.

Some critical moments can be fatal markers.

And perhaps because of the difference in the system, when the mark that only the warrior can feel is firmly lurking on everyone's skin, no one is aware of it.

The golden light slowly faded, and everyone saw this unlucky man in his regular clothes, with a resolute face and only one hand.

A kind of doubt clearly appears in the eyes of the vast majority of people, but recalling the success stories of thousands of brave summons in history, the doubts are still slowly disappearing.

But this questioning also made the pope, who should have been the first to speak, hesitate for a moment, and let the blonde saint, the fanatical believer, speak first:

"O brave! Stand up and save the world! ”

Obviously, it was a language that he had never been exposed to at all, but the special energy in the air was restless, transforming into a strange wave, bypassing Liu Wu's defenses, and making him understand what the saint meant.

But Liu Wu was not happy about this, but took a big sip in his mind.

Damn, it's really this kind of thing, and I can't sense how she did it, which means I can't tell the real strength of the human race in this world right now.

This discovery made Liu Wu, who was about to move, quiet down again and continue to perform.

His face was filled with confusion, Liu Wu raised the dishes and chopsticks in his hand with one hand, and made an expression that he didn't understand the situation at all: "Brave? What's that? Where is this? I haven't even eaten yet! ”

"Ahem, ahem." Perhaps because Liu Wu's performance was completely unsatisfactory, the Pope didn't even have the ability to adjust his expression, he took a step forward and looked down with a gentle smile, most of his eyes were poured on the Holy Maiden, "This world is facing a life-and-death crisis, brave people from other worlds, you must save this world." ”

"Well, I can't, how can I save the world!" Liu Wu put the rice bowl on the ground, scratched his head with one hand, with a harmless expression, and moved the empty cuffs again, showing his incompleteness, "Look, I'm a disability, not even a normal person, can you send me back from where I came from?" ”

"The summoning of the goddess has never gone wrong, and there must be a power in your heart that can save the world." The saintess on the side forcibly stood up with her tired body, and actually looked even angrier than Liu Wu, who forcibly suppressed her anger.

Fanatics? But it seems that the other people don't seem to have much faith, which is interesting......

(End of chapter)