Standing in the mist-shrouded depraved village, Raft felt panicked for the first time in nearly twenty years.

He came to the village a day ahead of schedule to scout and think about how to arrange Yoel's [adventure] this time, and the best outcome would be to allow Joel to recover it before the news of the fall of the village spread.

Unfortunately, in the end, he was unable to find out the reason for the fall of the village, and he did not even come up with a feasible solution.

Raft now only knew that the fallen village could not be destroyed by brute force, and that only a few flaws would be revealed when the fog rose in the village, and that this strange regeneration ability could not be found in the fog of unknown principles, even with all his adventure experience.

In desperation, he had to choose the most stupid way to deal with it: when the fog rose in the village, he used his own fighting spirit to forcibly purify the filth here.

In this case, his combat skills, his various artifacts, his experience and skills are all useless, he thought that the internal strength of those Qin and Han people was the most stupid way to fight, but he did something even more stupid this time.

When the two internal force cultivators fought for internal strength, they at least had some small skills such as internal breath operation and attacking and protecting acupoints, while Raft was fighting with a piece of land.

Fortunately, the village had only recently fallen, the power of filth was still unstable, and Raft himself was now one of the strongest transcendents in the world, so this brutal approach was able to work.

At the moment when the fallen village was about to be destroyed, he stopped in time, although he was a little tired and a little bitter, but Raft was a man who paid more attention to the result.

In this way, as long as they drag the village to the fog, they will definitely find the flaws in the village, and then with the strength of Joel's sword, they can collapse the place and make the power of filth recede.

The sight of a hero recovering lost territory with a sword would spread throughout the United Kingdom in a very short time, drawing the attention of the people away from the conflict between the royal families.

Of course, this is only a stopgap measure, Raft does not think that the situation in this village will be an accident, the United Kingdom has basically recovered the entire territory of the former Wicken Kingdom, and the future may encounter new enemies, and it must be guarded against.

To the north is the dangerous wilderness, and further north is said to be the home of the elves.

To the east is the Great Desert, the birthplace of Ant-Man, and after crossing the desert, continue to the east is the homeland of the Qin and Han people.

There used to be a people living in the south who didn't survive, and I think their shadow should be the weakest in combat effectiveness, but it's a pity that the sea is further south, and there have always been people doing theoretical research on how to recover the ocean, but they can't even study a theory.

On the west side, there is a little better, there are the mountains where the dwarves once lived, and there is only one dwarven king in the history of the dwarves, who is everyone's old rival, and now there is almost no threat, but it may be a very difficult task to recover the country of mountains.

These are all issues to be considered in the future, and the most important thing now is to stabilize the situation and wait for the success of the New Celestial Realm plan.

But Joel made a move that Raft didn't expect.

Yoel first asked Voss to use the [Universal Prayer Technique], and the effect of the prayer was to link the life breath of everyone together, so that as long as one person was still alive, no matter how many injuries they were injured, they would not die immediately.

This would render Vos incapable of fighting for a few days, but for now, Raft appreciated the decision.

Generally speaking, if a village or even a town falls without warning, it is basically because the shadow of a hero-level character from the past has been reproduced in filth.

Although the shadow of the army is also a problem, its momentum is often huge, and it is easy to guard against.

For the most populous of the Wickhn people, it is unsettling to confront their own history and legendary heroes, so they need new heroes to dispel this unease.

As the hero of the previous year, Raft experienced the pain of his teammates being killed by the Shadow of the Hero.

It's a pity that when I was young, the plan to revive the divine realm and create a new god had just been proposed, and I was not as talented as Joel, just a man-made hero, but I didn't have the treatment of a senior priest to accompany him throughout the process......

Until the fog rose in the village, everything seemed to be going according to plan, and Joel immediately discovered the flaw and slashed it with a sword......

There was no low tide, but he actually cut a crack in the fog!

"The real bane seems to be hidden here!" "Let's find out the culprit!"

Then Raft, who was hiding on the side, watched in amazement as Joel and his party walked into the rift and disappeared!

Roth and Dwarf Bin have been a little confused these days.

It is said that it is a few days, but in reality, only a few seconds or minutes may have passed.

The problem was that Thrando didn't say exactly what his solution was, only that the two of them should be as familiar with the illusion as possible, but be careful not to be assimilated.

"It doesn't matter if you're assimilated, I'll check on both of you every day, and you can just take a vacation. Serrando said it lightly.

Dwarf Zibin has been resentful of his approach for a long time: "Can't you explain the situation to us once in a while!?"

"No, brother. Have you ever thought about how difficult it is to talk to you about it?" Thrando said bluntly, "If you can't understand, think about it, if I asked you to teach Vikinkaka how to stealth, what would you do?"

"Teach him to sneak!?He's four of my size!"

Roth didn't think it was that exaggerated, and he didn't know which side of the difference was magnified by the dwarf Bin.

"Does stealth in the Otherworldly realm have so much to do with stature?" asked Therandor knowingly.

"What do you know as a four-body industrious mage, fighting qi is based on the body, the body can't be prepared first, and it is impossible to succeed by fantasizing! Vikin Kaka doesn't know what the concept of stealth is, even if someone can really explain it to him, he can't understand that feeling, the most basic thing I ...... Yes. Halfway through speaking, Dwarf Bin understood himself.

Thrando spread his hands: "In the same way, how do you want me to explain my plan to you?"

Bin the Short had nothing to say, and Roth didn't plan to say anything more in the first place, he didn't want to have anything to do with Thrandot any more.

There's no way to bump into it this time, so be careful not to get together with this abnormal human in the future.

The hallucinations that confused him before were also one of the reasons, he had some ominous premonitions, but he couldn't find the source.

It would be wrong to say that the danger was hidden within this illusion, which was really only within the confines of this village, and Bin the Dwarf recognized several buildings that were not in the real village of Fallen, but when he asked Serando, he learned that they were all new homes created by people who had been trapped in this village and had been eventually assimilated.

"Hey, Rot, how long do you think we're going to have to wait here?"

In the second week after entering the illusion, the short Bin finally couldn't bear it anymore and found Roth, who was talking to the pig farmer.

The pig farmer spoke first, "I don't know who you're waiting for, but if you want to, you can settle in this village at any time!

Roth smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, we will consider it." ”

Then he and Dwarf Zibin walked to the village well, and frequently greeted the other villagers along the way.

At this point in time, the villagers have all fetched water, and no one has come to the well.

Dwarf Bin asked Roth suspiciously: "Shouldn't you have begun to be assimilated, after all, your strength is the worst, and you will definitely have an accident before me, right?"

This man is surprised to care about such a thing......

Roth shook his head, "I just wanted to know more about what the Wicken village was like before the filth corrupted the world. ”

As he spoke, he patted the well.

"Open fields, digging wells and draught, this should be a normal village. But in our village, purifying the water source is the dirtiest and most tiring work! The inner circle is a little better, the rain and rivers, and even the wind, as long as they are not at the border, have all changed dramatically, and every time it rains in the border villages, it is a disaster! Almost every year, people die of thirst, and if someone who is crazy with thirst drinks water that has not been purified...... Alas. ”

When the dwarf Zibin heard this exclamation, he also put away his stinky face, and sighed: "I still need to tell me about the hardships of the border...... I've seen how people lived in the past many times, but this is the first time they seem to be ...... Vivid. As if they were really alive. ”

"Actually, it's just a clay figure on the color, isn't it? "But one thing I find strange is that the villagers here are too warm and friendly to us. ”

Roth still retains the appearance of the Qin and Han people, and has never seen the first reaction of the white-skinned natives with a different skin color than his own when they see a yellow-skinned person, which the pig farmer actually demonstrated before he was hacked to death on the first day.

Short Zibin didn't talk about it, and simply wrote the word "suspicious" on his face.

A short build, a dirty-looking stealth suit, and ten rings on the fingers of his hands to manipulate silk threads.

The silk threads he controlled were not magically stored or hidden, just wrapped around his arms all the way to his shoulders, and Roth felt that not to mention ordinary villages hundreds of years ago, even such people in villages in the United Kingdom should be taken care of.

"When I first came in, the children just saw me and ran to call the adults, and then they started to search the village, and that was the normal reaction. Short Zibin is also self-aware on this point, "You are the same, right? These Wiken people who have never seen the Qin and Han people, the first thing they said when they saw you must be very unfriendly, and you killed someone on the first day ...... not."

"Wait a minute, what do you think of me? I didn't kill the one who killed me, I just thought it was some kind of filth tactic at the time, so I just started to do it......" Roth felt that his reputation had inexplicably deteriorated.

"Thrando said that every day here is a cycle, isn't it? Every day, these villagers know us for the first time, but their attitude is getting better and better day by day, and persuading a stranger to settle in the village is outrageous......" Bin the Short ignored Roth's argument and turned the subject straight over.

Roth had no choice but to give up the explanation and said: "This should also be a step of assimilation, if we were not reminded by the presence of Serandor every day, we might not be able to act so sober now." ”

The villagers' familiarity and trust in them comes from the heart, and the whole village has a reassuring atmosphere.

"But as long as we exist, the lives of the villagers are not static, and they have to react to the two of us, which I think in itself will pose a challenge to the order of this illusion. Roth speculated, "Today is to persuade us to stay, so what will tomorrow be?"

Dwarf Zibin was a little scared at this time: "They won't take any drastic measures, I ......"

He probably couldn't do anything to anyone else. Roth looked at Bin the Short and thought.

Killing the shadow of the sludge will be a dwarf with a troubled conscience, and he may not be able to do it if he wants to attack the living.

"On the bright side, if their behavior really gets more and more radical, and finally becomes like a fallen village outside, maybe this illusion will be broken. Roth thought optimistically.

"The progress of the army was a surprise to Thrando, who probably really intended to be solved by a few of us alone...... You have a point. Dwarf Bin said with a complicated expression.

He's the one who almost assimilated......

Just as Roth was about to say something to appease him, the pig farmer ran over with an excited face.

"Stranger! Come here, the missionaries are coming! You're just waiting for him, aren't you?"

Serando, who was taking a nap at home, kicked the quilt away and laughed, "It's finally here, I'm going to take revenge this time!"

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Joel looked at the murderous priests who surrounded him in the illusion, and asked Vos, "These people are the [Pastor]?"

With a grief-stricken look on his face, Voss admitted to Joel, who was still relaxed, and the other three, who looked confused, "Yes, even Imam Enronoi is here. ”

"Huh, the Imam is coming to ambush me personally?" Even Joel couldn't help but be surprised and delighted at this moment, "My little sword saint has such a big face?"

Voss was in his throat, if Imam Enronoi made it clear here that Joel was the future sword god, the voice of the [Present] would inevitably overwhelm the [Future].

Although he felt that no matter whether the imam was tied up at this time, whether he was running away, or fighting to the death, it would be no good to pick out Joel's affairs.

Since the [Pastists] have really expanded the disagreement into a betrayal, then at least it is better for Joel to become a sword god in the future than to become a sword god in [now], and it is certainly not beneficial to increase Joel's self-confidence at this moment.

It's just that he still can't help but worry.

So Voss stepped forward and shouted at the priests of the [Pastoral] faction: "My brothers, it's too late to turn back! Whatever conspiracy you have, it has been shattered at this moment! Do you think that you can defeat the [Young Juggernaut] head-on? Isn't it precisely because you know that you can't do it, so you take great pains to design a trap? So now ......?"

"Shall we surrender to a child now?" Among the priests who surrounded Joel stepped an old man full of majesty.

His eyes were bright, his beard and hair were neatly combed, he was plainly dressed but decent, and he was holding a huge book in his arms, and he didn't look like a villain, but like a scholar, he was none other than Imam Nronoi, the leader of the Church [Pastorism]!

"Voss, do you remember that we, the [Pastists] you call them, are actually the mainstays of the church?" the old man's attitude was unexpectedly calm.

"Yes, I remember. Voss replied, "But that's in the past." ”

"Sure enough, that's what the [Futurists] would say...... It is precisely because you have forgotten the past that you have made such a ridiculous decision to create a new heavenly realm!" The old man said with a hint of anger, "The true god is still alive in the past, all we need to do is bring Him to the present, but you want to create a new god! You are the real traitors!"

Wright, the aristocratic swordsman, who had recovered from the shock a little, found that there was no room for his own intervention in this conversation, so he explained to Anna, who still looked uneasy: "Don't be afraid, Anna, these people can't do anything. ”

"What can't you do? That's a patriarch!"

"As Voss said, it's not the past now. Kirkett helped to reassure, "The divinity of the true God exists in the past, present, and future at the same time, and extends to infinity, and what the pastists of the [Pastism] have learned is the power of the true God in the past." They can summon the shadows of the ancient Heroic Spirits and borrow the wisdom of the ancients, because they are easy and quick to gain power, and they were once the largest sect in the Church. ”

"The shadow of the ancient Heroic Spirit?" Anna wondered, "isn't that the shadow of the Fallen?"

Joel answered her question, and at the same time asked the pastors of the [Pastist] school: "The past of this world has been polluted, polluted for hundreds of years! Even if you [Pastist] want to betray, it will be too late, right? What can you do now? When something happens, you can help solve the case by snooping into the past, which is very useful, but it doesn't seem to stop me from hacking you to death now, right?"

"The power of God lives on in the past, in the present, and in the future!" said the Patriarch angrily, "if the past can really be polluted, how can we have the present and the future?"

"So, what the hell do you want to do now?" Joel deliberately put on a look of disdain, and taunted with the sword in his hand, "Scold me to death?" or come up and beat me to death? ”

The Imam was silent for a moment, and then suddenly began to laugh maniacally: "Stupid! Stupid God-betrayal! You don't know anything! We have already found the true God!"

A river of sludge fell from the sky, drowning the laughing Imam in an instant!