The bright sunshine and the sparkling lake water, but around it is a tree that seems to collapse after the storm. The natural scenery that is absolutely impossible to appear in a modern city is present in front of you.

"Where is this? I~ I should be walking from the Internet cafe to my home. Am I asleep in the Internet cafe again?"

Lu Chen rubbed his eyes hard and played games all night long and wanted to confirm the authenticity of the picture in his eyes, but not only did the picture not change at all, but there was also an old man wearing a weird and ragged costume...

"Ye~ That old man looks like an NPC in a certain game, that seems to be dreaming." Despite thinking this way, Lu Chen still unconsciously reached out and pinched his cheeks: "Fortunately it doesn't hurt very much, yes, it should be a dream? It's not right. It's obviously painful. Could it be another bastard pinching me next to him?"

Suddenly, Lu Chen, who was worried about whether he was dreaming, felt his feet cold. He looked down and saw that he was sitting by a small lake, with his feet still soaked in water. Then, a fear of drowning came to his mind: "I remembered that I stepped into a small pond after the rain, and then... did I travel through time?!"

As soon as the idea of ​​"time travel" flashed, Lu Chen saw that the old NPC man was like a master in the movie, "floating" over with his body straight.

No matter what the situation is, it has already happened. Lu Chen, who is still a little dazed, simply stopped thinking about it, adjusted his mentality, and stood up to face this reality.

But at this moment, Lu Chen's left hand touched a Coke bottle cap with edges and angularity and a very smooth surface. The reflective nerve just gave an answer that might be a glass product, and the picture that the eyes could see changed again...

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Looking around, Lu Chen inexplicably found himself standing on a small hill beside a battlefield. Fortunately, he seemed to be in the back formation, but everyone around him was strangely wearing the same thick cloak.

After blaming this with the strange customs of another world, Lu Chen looked forward.

The battlefield had already been killed everywhere, but the people from both sides were still continuing to charge forward and desperately.

There is no command, no formation, no retreat, the only thing there is is the fall of one life one after another, repeating continuously in this silent world.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was finally no life standing in the middle of the battlefield. Only a battle flag covered with blood was left, which was firmly fixed in the center of the battlefield by countless corpses.

Even as an unrelated bystander, Lu Chen was affected by the tragic atmosphere, and a tear could not help but fall from his wet eyes to the ground.

On the other side of the battlefield, the enemy's back formation finally moved. At the same time, Lu Chen saw that the camp he was in also took action, and everyone removed their cloaks and took out their respective weapons.

It was strange that Lu Chen saw that the weapons and armor of these people were different. They were obviously not soldiers, but powerful warriors of different professions. Judging from the exquisite pictures and texts on the armor and weapons, there were many people of noble origins, and there were even a few people wearing crowns near the middle of the back formation. There were many people with black eyes and black hair like him.

Just as Lu Chen was observing those people like him as he was, everyone suddenly faced the middle, leaned on the ground with the weapon in his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and knelt down on one knee.

Lu Chen was caught off guard and was suddenly out of the way, but he immediately found that the people around him seemed to be unable to see him and had no reaction.

I reached out and touched the figure in front of me with a little nervousness.

Sure enough, his fingers penetrated the man's thick armor and back.

"Huh, fortunately this is not the second time travel, otherwise..." Lu Chen could not imagine what he would do if he was really on the battlefield. Although time on Earth is basically aimless, two points and one line, and he often feels that living is boring, but he really has to face exciting battles, but he is not mentally prepared enough.

He boldly looked up at the object of everyone's kneeling.

It was a very thin figure compared to everyone, with hands on the long sword in front of him, and a long robe hovering in the wind, as if he was a fearless king, but he looked so lonely...

After a while, the man took off his hoodie attached to his cloak.

In an instant, Lu Chen, who believed that his psychological quality was still acceptable and could even face it calmly through time, lost his breathing instinct.

No matter how rich his fantasy was before, Lu Chen never thought that he would actually see the beauty that only exists in the painting. Just one side made him fall into that indescribable dream, forgetting that all this was just illusion.

Suddenly, the girl who should only exist in the painting turned her head, and her starry eyes met Lu Chen...

Perhaps it was the overly beautiful stimulation that Lu Chen woke up, but what he was a little difficult to confirm was that the delicate figure seemed to show a fleeting smile to him, or it was just an illusion...

What's even more strange is that Lu Chen felt something at that moment, although it was indescribable, he was indeed exposed to something, or energy, or information...

Then Lu Chen saw the girl pull out the long sword in front of her, which looked diagonally towards the sky ahead. The aura burst out from her body suddenly blew the cloak away, and even the air around her rippled.

That cool and heroic posture attracted his attention again.

The long black hair that spreads away flutters in the wind, like bringing a tranquility of the night to the noisy battlefield; under the cloak, a simple silver armor is carved with countless exquisite patterns and runes, as if protecting the body that is like a work of art, combining delicateness and strength.

A dark black gem neck pendant, with a natural pendant in the middle of the magic rune on the chest of the armor, reflecting the same black gem at the end of the sword in the right hand.

All this made her delicate and delicate figure, like the unfallen battle flag in the middle of the battlefield, bringing infinite courage and firm belief to the people around her.

Unconsciously, when she turned to look at herself again, Lu Chen raised his right hand tightly to his heart like others, his eyes full of unrepentant determination, as if he was on the battlefield at this moment and was facing a battle that could not be defeated.

Then she said something very briefly, maybe just a declaration before the decisive battle. Although she faced herself, Lu Chen knew that it was said to everyone on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, there was no sound here, and Lu Chen couldn't hear it. However, it was both useless. Just judging from the shape of his mouth, he only knew that what she said was not a language that could understand.

After she finished speaking, she stood up, raised the weapons in her hand and issued a mutually inspiring battle cry, and then slowly rose into the air in an orderly manner. At the same time, Lu Chen's guess was confirmed, and everyone in the back formation was all strong.

At this moment, a strong light like a cross spear shot out from the opposite camp, pointing directly to the delicate figure in the middle of the back formation.

Whether it was the rising warrior or the person waiting on the ground, they all stood in front of the delicate figure as if they had agreed, as if they had known that the other party would have this trick.

Lu Chen was also standing on the trajectory of this light, but what scared him was that even though he knew it was just an illusion, he felt the arrival of death and could only watch the warriors in front of him disappear one by one in the light.

Finally, in the center of the light, a simple and unpretentious magic battle pattern, formed in the pupils of the eyes, Lu Chen was not spared from disappearing...

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He woke up like a regaining soul, and Lu Chen was startled again.

The ragged old man just arrived in front of him and was holding his shoulder with his right hand, as if he wanted to help him stand up, and he was still speaking words that he couldn't understand. But what was terrible was that the staff held in the other party's left hand was the shape of the thing that was finally printed in his pupils on the illusory battlefield.

The fear of death felt on the illusory battlefield hit his heart again. Lu Chen instinctively broke free from the support of the old man Zuo. However, when he took a few steps back, he immediately realized something and immediately stood up and trembled his body. He respectfully clasped his fists and bowed slightly to the old man Zuo, and then said "Thank you".

But he turned his back on the friendly fist-clamping ceremony in China. He clamped his left hand, which he didn't know what it was, and pressed it into a fist, pressing it into his right palm. Fortunately, this was a different world, otherwise I really don't know if he would be misunderstood by others.

Old man Wu was stunned for a moment. Lu Chen's strange language and etiquette were something he had never heard of. At the same time, he also noticed that the child in front of him had a slight fear of the magic wand in his hand.

This magic wand was a magic weapon that he had won for two days after fighting with a few "old friends" in a dangerous ruin a month ago. No one knew its function and origin. After returning from injury, Old Man Wu has been recuperating in his private territory. It is impossible for anyone to see it. Today, he took it out for the first time to study it after healed...

Thinking of this, the old man made a decision about the child in front of him.

Although I don’t know the specific meaning of Lu Chen’s words and etiquette, I can roughly guess that it is thanks or something. Old man naturally stroked his right hand and returned to the general etiquette of treating guests. Then he pointed in a direction and signaled Lu Chen to follow him, and then took the lead in that direction.

The meaning of the old man's gesture was simple and easy to understand, but Lu Chen still paused for a moment before following.
Chapter completed!