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Chapter 2 The New World

Chapter 2 New World ()

When Leon woke up again, he found himself lying in a simple wooden house.

The room was quite large, with the thick wooden walls with a primitive atmosphere, and the head of a bent goat was hung on it. A small low table was placed next to the wooden bed. A simple and ugly small bowl on the table was lit with wicks. The orange light made people feel warm, and the air emitted a faint smell of rosin.

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

Leon couldn't help but reach out to his calf and found that the tiger-toothed saber was still there, which made him feel relieved. It seemed that he had been saved.

But while being glad to survive, Leon felt more disappointed. From the moment he woke up from the forest, although reason told him that what happened was the facts, he also had a little luck in his heart. I hope this was just an extremely real dream, and after waking up, he would naturally return to his original world.

However, after all, Leon was determined and soon expelled his disappointment. For him, the most urgent task was to figure out where this place was and how he came from.

At this time, Leon saw that he had been replaced with a sleeveless short coat. The fabric was made of light yellow rough linen. The craftsmanship was very rough and looked like it was made by hand.

The wound on his left shoulder was tightly wrapped by a strap of the same texture. He tried to move a little, and was surprised to find that the wound was not as painful as expected, and his movements were not affected much, and it seemed that most of the healed.

"Huh!"

Leon couldn't help but jumped off the wooden bed, looked left and right at his body.

His whole body actually "swelled" a circle, to be precise, becoming taller and stronger than before. His close-fitting mahjong could not hide the distinctive muscles. His thick thighs and arms made him feel full of strength and became unprecedentedly powerful.

It was so crazy! Leon was stunned. He used to be strong and strong, but now he is huge and strong, especially his size is a big one. It is probably at least 1.9 meters tall!

Squeak!

Just as Leon was surprised by his physical changes, the wooden door in the room was gently pushed open.

An old man in gray robe walked in slowly and saw Lei Ao standing by the bed. He smiled and whispered: "Sudexo, Lesieti..."

The old man was very thin and had a slightly slim body. He supported his body with a curved wooden stick in his hand. His long white hair was tied into small braids and drooped to his chest. His yellow-brown face was full of wrinkles like dried orange peel, but a pair of dark brown eyes were pure and warm. A hint of care was revealed in his eyes when he looked at Leon.

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

Although the old man looked rather alternative in both appearance and outfit, he was the first normal person he saw after the accident, and he could no longer hold back the many questions in his heart.

The old man shook his head and continued, "Lari Claisso, Tia..."

Leon couldn't help scratching his head. After a few words of exchange, he found that he and the other party were speechless and could not communicate.

The old man in gray robe obviously realized this problem. He pondered for a moment, suddenly raised the wooden stick in his hand, and his lips quickly slid into a low and obscure sentence.

The head of the hemispherical wooden stick suddenly lit up, and a circle of golden halos appeared quickly around. The old man gently waved the wooden stick, and the halo of a foot square actually flew towards Leon.

What is this? Is this a magic show? Leon was stunned.

The halo flew over his head and hovered, and countless wonderful runes were faintly spiraling and changing in the ring.

The next moment, the halo was completely broken and turned into countless glows, which fell on Leon's head, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Leon only felt a slight heat flow into his head, and there was a lot of text and language information in his mind immediately.

"What is this?" he blurted out.

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

"This is a halo of wisdom enlightenment, which can enhance your wisdom and allow you to master the common language in the mainland, but there are time restrictions." The old man in gray robe smiled.

This time, Leon understood everything he said.

It’s just one thing to understand, Leon’s mind is even more confused. What is the aura of wisdom enlightenment? What is the common term in mainland China? He knows nothing at all.

"Old sir, I want to know where this place is, and why did I show up here?"

"It seems that you have many questions in your mind. Let's sit down and talk slowly!" The old man pointed to the wooden bed and signaled Leon to sit down.

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

This is not China, or even a corner of the earth, but a strange world called the Glorious New World.

On this vast continent, countless creatures and races are inhabited by elves, humans, demons and beasts, the four most powerful races, and the others are basically vassals 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 beast clan is the weakest, mainly scattered in the central and southwest parts of the continent. The beast clan includes dozens of ethnic groups such as lions, tigers, wolves, foxes, bears, leopards, cows, etc.

The old man with gray robe is named Monstein, and he is a shaman elder of the Beast Bear Hammer Tribe. A few months ago, he had just led his tribe to the northern end of the Howling Forest.

"It was the warriors of our tribe who brought you back from the forest. You are lucky. If you return to the camp later, you may not survive." Elder Monstein said at last.

This place was not the earth, not the world he was familiar with! Leon was so shocked that he was almost numb. He did not doubt the other party's words, his own judgment, the monster he had encountered before, and the wisdom enlightenment halo that Elder Monstein had just shown, can all explain it.

God, are you playing with me? Leon smiled bitterly from the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that he was just drunk and the whole world had changed. If he had known this, he wouldn't have been drunk if he had been beaten to death.

Seeing Leon's infatuation, Elder Monstein couldn't help but ask, "Young man, where did you come from? I saw that there were totem patterns of Tigers on your chest. Are you a member of Tigers?"

Tiger Reion was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but reach out and pull away his clothes. 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 in the army. The somewhat sarcastic witch possessed extremely exquisite craftsmanship, and the tattoo materials were made of secret techniques such as cinnabar, pigeon blood, indigo stone powder, etc., and they would never fade into the skin.

The Miao Wu also told Leon that this tiger head was his protective totem, which would give him strength and courage and change his destiny.

His fate really changed. Not long after he had a tattoo, he had to take off his military uniform because he offended a powerful child and went to Shanghai to work hard. In just a few years, he started from scratch and built a country.

But I didn't expect that when his career and life were at its most glorious, he suddenly appeared in this world. Everything in the past seemed to be completely separated and there was no trace of it again.

In addition to the tiger-head tattoo on his chest, there is also the tiger-sword saber tied to his legs.

Leon couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know how to tell his origin, traveling from another world to here? Rebirth? Too much weirdness and incredible!

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

Monstein smiled generously: "You don't need to care. Everyone has their own past. No matter what, what you need now is to have a good rest."

The other party's tolerance and understanding moved Leon. He thought for a while and asked: "Dear Elder, is it possible for a person to suddenly come from one world to another?"

The Shaman Elder was stunned, nodded and shook his head again: "Are you talking about crossing the plane? This is also possible!"

In the era of divine light thousands of years ago, the gods who had the most powerful power gradually lost most of their divine power and were unable to directly interfere with the continent. The despair of the gods profoundly changed the appearance of the old continent, and a new civilization emerged. The elves, humans, beasts and demons all rose one after another, creating a new continent pattern called the glorious era.

"From that time, miracles have become rare. Although there is a teleportation array left by the Age of Divine Light that can be transmitted to another plane, it is a special independent plane!" Elder Monstein shook his head and said, "If it is a new plane that is unfamiliar, it may be difficult for even a god to do it."

God! Plane! Leon vaguely understood that it was impossible for him to return to his original world!

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Leon..." Elder Monstein stood up and said, "Since fate has arranged for you to come here, I believe there must be a reason. Your injuries have not healed yet. Don't think too much. Take a good rest here for a while before making plans."

"Also, you will consider yourself a member of our Mad Hammer Tribe!"

"I understand, thank you, Elder Monstein!" Leon stood up and saluted, expressing his gratitude sincerely.

If it weren't for Monstein and the Martyr Tribe Warriors, he would probably have died in the forest. Monstein's guidance helped him uncover a layer of fog in front of him.

Since you come, you will be at ease. Only by living can you have hope.
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