"Boom—"

Rolley clapped his hands to death as he stoned the last orcs he could see.

"Didn't I save humanity in advance?"

He stood on the lifeless ruins of potholes and reddish-brown rubble around him, his thoughts wandering.

But before he could think clearly, a crisp "jingle" suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Your "personality" crisis has been resolved]

[In view of your excellent performance in crisis public relations this time, you have been given a chance to draw a prize.] 】

[The following items will be included in the prize pool.]

1. [Golden Rule: Level C, Innate Talent, Effect: Your ability to gain wealth will be improved]

2. [The knight does not die with his bare hands: level C, inherent talent, the effect is: you are handy with the use of any weapon]

3. [Leader Temperament: Level C, Innate Talent, Effect: The ability to make the army led by him high morale]

......

10. [Magic Power Release: Level B, Hold Skills, Attach Magic to the Outside, Including Weapons, Yourself, or Other Items under Your Control, The Ability to Instantly Strengthen]]

[Whether or not to conduct a drawing.] 】

Rolley looked at these rewards and was silent for a long time.

To be honest, he was tempted to evaluate which one was better and which was better, but when he saw the only distinctive B in the last column, he had a not-so-wonderful premonition.

Why is everyone C and you are B, isn't it because you can't? So why are you still here?

Luo Lai, who has been tortured by the card pool guarantee I don't know how many times, already knows something.

"Pump, pump!"

[Extracting.] 】

[Congratulations on obtaining the skill "Mana Release: B", please read the instructions for use in detail]

"I knew it."

Luo Lai was so angry that his teeth were a little itchy, but he was helpless.

Taking a deep breath and testing the strength of the "Magic Release" for a moment, he eased his mood a little.

B-level mana release can only be considered a good skill, as for the specific increase.

Rowlai tried to throw a fist, and he was probably able to use about three times more power than if he didn't do "magic release".

"It's okay."

Shaking his head and shaking off some distractions, Rolley looked around.

He hadn't forgotten what he was here for.

"And then? You want me to come here, I'm here, what about you? ”

In response to him was the pillar of light that reached the sky.

When you close your eyes and open your eyes again, the ruins around you are gone, and the city of Horenster is back to its original beginning, with clean streets and orderly houses.

The only difference is that there is no other creature to be seen except for Rolley himself.

- If the light standing in front of him is a creature.

"You are the sixty-third human standing before me."

The light and shadow gently vibrate with the calm but difficult to distinguish male and female voices, alternating between bright and dim, and a faint glimpse of human form can be glimpsed between the circulation.

Rolley looked at its pretty features, then at its almost iconic pointed ears, thoughtfully.

"Are you an elf?"

"Yes." The elf answered his question and whispered, "Now, will you see if you can get what I left behind?" ”

"Huh?"

Although Rolley didn't know exactly what had happened to him for the time being, he could probably guess that he had probably entered some kind of special dungeon.

As long as he cracks the dungeon level, he will get the reward.

"Come!" Rolley's answer was crisp and crisp.

He has never liked to shy away from challenges, even when faced with the unknown.

The light and shadow twitched slightly, as if laughing.

In the next second, Luolai's position changed.

"It's ......"

Standing on the city wall, Rolley looked into the distance.

The dense and untold number of orc legions attacked again, and behind him, groups of soldiers in armor were staring at him with determined eyes.

Rolley looked back again, at the elven light and shadow in front of him.

The "elf" did not speak, only raised his hand slightly, and the next moment, as if he had a feeling, he took the lost flower out of his arms.

The moment he held the rhizome of the flower, he inexplicably had a peculiar feeling.

A feeling that can control all human beings in the city of Horenster at this moment.

"At this moment, it is the banner under which you command humanity." The voice of the "elf" came slowly, ethereal and distant, as if the entire secret realm could be heard, "Pick it up, and you will represent all mankind, try to fight a doomed war, give all humanity a funeral, and then, leave here with nothing." ”

After a pause, it said again.

"Of course, you can also choose to throw it away, give up the command, give up the human, or ......."

"Give all the humans in the city as gifts to your enemies in exchange for a great reward."

"It's a good choice, but the orcs who have nothing to lose in this siege battle will change the outcome of human victory."

"This may be one of the few moments when you can decide the fate of humanity, and you can try it out for nothing but that may be meaningful, or in exchange for a huge profit that belongs to you alone."

"What's your choice?"

.......

"Is that the Lost Flower?"

Dean Hersman looked at the picture of the boy taking the flower out of his arms, thoughtful.

The moment he saw Lost Flower, he probably understood what was going on.

If he guessed correctly, it was most likely that Luo Lai got the flower by accident, and then, under the guidance of the Lost Flower, opened the screening level of the elf boss and successfully passed, and finally ushered in the final test.

"If that's the case, wouldn't those who have ever gotten this flower in history know that there is a "Blessing of the Spirit" here, but they didn't even say anything......." After thinking about it, Dean Hersman realized again, "Maybe it's because they don't want others to see their failures?" ”

In the records of the academy, the people who have obtained this lost flower are basically famous figures in history, and the most famous is the Golden King.

However, even if he is as great as the Golden King, the ultimate choice is to return the Lost Flower.

It seems that even he probably didn't succeed.

"What kind of test would make that king taste fail? And he said things like, 'I'm not qualified.'" ”

Xue Lan, who was also transparent about things, was also curious.

She is not clear about the major deeds of the "Golden King", and she has read the biography several times.

The "Golden King" tried to take the Lost Flower out but eventually returned it, and she belittled herself, she was very clear.

"I'd love to know what's going to happen next?"

The next moment, the voice of the "elf" resounded across the land.

"This may be one of the few moments when you can decide the fate of humanity, and you can make an unfruitful but potentially meaningful attempt at it, or exchange it for a huge profit that belongs to you alone."

"So, is that the problem?"

Xue Lan was stunned.

"No wonder, no wonder the Golden King would say he didn't qualify."

"To make a choice with the fate of all mankind, I am afraid that only a goddess can have this qualification...... No, not even goddesses. ”

"The goddess is just one of many gods, just our faith, and the only one who can really make a choice for human beings is the ....... "Creator" who created human beings."

The girl's murmur slowly landed, causing everyone to peep, but no one refuted the opinion.

Because it's a fact.

So far, humanity has not yet had a "human co-master" who can rule over all of their human beings, and in terms of race, they have no actual ruler, so the only one who can change their destiny is the creator.

The illusion in the hearts of the students that "I can do it" is somewhat shattered.

"This kind of choice, how can anyone choose it!"

"That's right, if you choose 1, you will have nothing, and if you choose 2....... I'm afraid that my own people will be gone! ”

"Risking everyone's lives for their own comfort, this kind of option, will anyone really choose in public?"

- Hey, there really is.

"222222, I'll pick 2!"

The students looked at the teenager in the picture stupidly, and almost threw the flower to the ground without hesitation, and was afraid that the other party would not believe it or not see it clearly, and chopped more than a dozen feet, and the petals were trampled to pieces.

Then he looked at the light and shadow without a little guilt.

"Where's the thing, bring it!"

Everyone, including the "elves": "......."