Presenting nesting dolls to the beautiful world

At this moment, Zach Chenovia, a promising therapist in the future, doesn't know that he is being targeted by a group of people.

Now he is treating a family. For him, only the pain and suffering of the patient in front of him is close at hand, and everything else—whether it is honor or anything else—is still too far away.

However, the non-sound insulation of the building materials and the perception of the average professional allow Zach to clearly hear the movement outside through the door wall and a distance of nearly [-] meters——

"...Church Hospital...direction..."

"My... friend... and the evil... comatose..."

——An outsider asked for the specific direction of the church hospital, because his friend was injured in the battle with the evil and is currently in a coma.

Such a heavy and extremely common fact was assembled by Zach's brain through fragmentary words.

Without saying a word, he quickly ended the bandage on his hand.After confirming that all this was not handled imperfectly due to impatience, he lifted his medicine box, nodded and smiled gently to the civilians who thanked him repeatedly, and walked out quickly, towards the direction of the source of the voice.

Within a few steps, he saw people coming from that direction from a distance: it was a group of four outsiders in ordinary clothes, and their vigorous vitality revealed that they were all professionals.

One of them, a tall, black-haired man with snow-white temples, was in a coma, lying on the back of another blond youth, unable to see his face clearly.

There are also two young people whose temperament is somewhat incompatible with the surroundings. They are communicating with others. They took out exquisite food and water, sincerely and eagerly wanting to exchange an answer, but the people who answered their questions rejected the offer. A gift, just a gesture in Zach's direction.

"That's one of our best doctors!" The farmer on the side of the road laughed, "He cured my leg - he has brought too many people back to life, we all call him...'Resurrected '!"

Zach saw that the two young men seemed tense for a moment, then relaxed, and turned their heads together with the blond young man who was carrying the patient on his back.

For a while, even Zach was shocked by the average appearance of this group of people. He always felt that according to the beauty of the two men and one woman, they should appear in the palace.

Moreover, even if the patient's face was still covered by the scattered forehead hair, he could still see from the occasional appearance of the other person's straight bones that, if nothing else, this person also had a certain handsomeness worth elaborating on.

— Strange combination.

Zach blinked, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

But the therapist's instinct to save others made him go forward without hesitation.

after a while.

Lei Zhe, who was wearing the 'Garland' shell, folded his hands, leaned against a dirt wall, and watched Zach examine 'Galen' with a serious frown.

Beside him, the 'Wandering Grocer' and Ah Niao were doing the same movement, and the three stood together like a 'convex' character.

While testing the situation of 'Zack Chenovia', it happened to let 'superior therapist Chenovia' check on Karen's situation--'Garland' would be worried that 'Karen' would fail if something happened. He doesn't communicate with himself, but he doesn't worry about whether 'Karen' will die at someone's hands inexplicably, even if the other party is a resurrected person.

……

One thing to say, Lei Zhe's mood is actually a bit complicated at the moment.

Obviously before the exit of 'Garland', he actually didn't want this 'role setting' to appear again, but the reality broke his imagination.

He's played 'Garland Rosedale' for far too long, and there's too much of himself in the character, let alone that...

The biggest problem is that there are just too many mysteries surrounding this character.Whether it's for the player or for him.

——Even if Lei Zhe can be sure, there are no such characters as 'Garland', 'Karen', 'Xiu', and 'Irene' in this world.

But they also have their own pasts, and the mysteries hidden in the past are as big as the 'Tyne-Green Riel Civilization'.

Thinking back now, when it is clear that you can live more easily and freely, choosing to 'fabricate' such a exhausting and perfect character as your 'self' for the next ten years, is it really in line with Lei Zhe's consistent style of doing things?

Strictly speaking, if he was allowed to choose...he would definitely be more inclined to become someone like 'Karen'!

Powerful strength, changeable style, although you are responsible, you can choose the degree of freedom to "do what not to do" to a certain extent...

Isn't this much better than having to maintain the same personality for more than ten years, resulting in sleeping in armor? !

Lei Zhe frowned, watching 'Galen' with his eyes closed, thinking deeply.

He recalled the experience when he first got the "Book of the Chosen": that night in the harbor city of Billingston, he once had a dream.

Since the next morning, he has mostly forgotten the content of the dream, but he still remembers that he signed a certain contract with someone, it is likely that he had a direct deal with the 'Wu Jing Bell Tower'...

But a certain feeling in the dark told him that that exchange was not the first time he saw the name 'Wu Jing Bell Tower', so he easily let go of his guard against it from the very beginning.

But he and his hourglass must have nothing to do with Wujing Bell Tower...

What exactly is this for?

What is hiding here?

Lei Zhe looked inward subconsciously, and glanced at the 'hourglass'.

The majestic creation is still standing in the void of his soul at this moment, and the crystal sand of magic color is quietly emitting brilliant brilliance.

Looking around, Garland secretly picked out two tiles and turned them into small flowerpots at the door of the lonely little house next to him. Two seeds made of crystal sand were planted in it...

Lei Zhe: "..."

blanched.

Although 'Garland' was completely fused with him again at this moment, and the emotional memory carried by the blond knight returned to him, but he, who does not have the nature of "that-so-" love life, still feels moved by this scene There was a trace of numb claws.

He silently glanced at the two small flower pots, then turned his gaze to his own hourglass.

It's almost ready for level 7.

As long as 'Garland' stands here, a steady stream of crystal sand will fall into the hourglass, which is the essence power burst out when the soul is 'alive', and it is its crystallization and fruit.

Lei Zhe watched the amount of crystal sand gradually increase, and finally reached the critical point.

He chose 'upgrade'.

The shape of the hourglass has changed slightly again, adding brass edging and gemstone decoration.

And its terrifying ability has also been advanced: now, it can predict within a certain range, surpassing the power of all stargazers in this world, and determine the "source of world turmoil in the next stage" Location.

——Isn't this just earning crystal sand from the heat... Bah, isn't it the perfect auxiliary machine for making up the main line? !

Lei Zhe was in high spirits at that time, and quickly turned on the prediction function!

The next moment, part of the crystal sand accumulated in the hourglass after the upgrade fell down, forming the prediction content at the bottom.

It was a sharp crystal thorn with sharp edges and corners, and a dark, steel-built [Humble City].

Now, it is in a running state, walking in the vast wind and snow, looking for a certain target.

The screen turns.

It stopped its steps and merged into the night.

The water-curtain-like black night rippled out of the beautiful starry sky, dreamy colors flowed above the zenith, ring after ring of brilliance pushed down, but was quickly polluted by the power descending from the starry sky, forming an oily cloud in the sky Dirty colored rings of...

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——At this moment, all the people in the professional organizations related to stargazing and prophecy all over the world felt agitated at the same time.

From the Way of Reason to the Dark Realm, all Seers cast their spells simultaneously, sounding the alarm to the world.

A prophecy has come early.they know.A pair of eyes beyond gods and people saw the future, so the future was anchored and descended from the void...

Is that the best option?

Yes, that is the best choice.

So get ready, son of 'men'.

You have to stay on your toes, because in the future, everything you want or not will come to this land from the moment the first star lights up, and will come one after another.

'Garland' opened his eyes just as Zach turned his head.

The players and everyone hiding outside almost gasped: 'Garland' is alright, but Zach's eyes...have turned into a brilliant golden? !

In the temporary stop provided by the poor but enthusiastic residents, a pair of golden eyes and a pair of blue eyes looked at each other calmly, one side was like sunlight covering the sky, and the other was like sunlight shining into the sky.

Someone opened the door and came in.

It was a beautiful girl with golden eyes.

The last time the players saw this girl, she was tightly wrapped.The last time they saw her like this, she was in the ice wall, looking at the resurrected people in the years and CG through the cold winter.

—Aurinina Grapkins, entering the crowd.

On Yaori Mountain.

The real power gap between the resurrected person and himself still prevented 'Xiu' from achieving the future he wanted.

Of the hundreds of weapons known to the resurrected, all of them can break the flesh and blood of a Yuren like a human heart.And 'Irene' can exist stably for as long as 'Xiu' can explode... As long as Lei Zhe doesn't want to set himself up, a result that everyone doesn't want to see will inevitably appear——

The sharp blade cut off the left arm of 'Xiu'.

The left arm holding the heavy shield snapped off.

Scarlet and silvery blood splashed out, and was swallowed by the waves of black mud along with that arm, turning into the new power of the resurrected.

【Grass! ! ! 】

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Xiu-chan, my Xiu-chan! ! ! 】

【It hurts so much...It hurts so much QAQ】

【Xiu-chan, run, QAQ, you can fly away, can't you】

[Xiujiang, run away quickly, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ! !How old are you! 】

【Run!Players can be resurrected! 】

[I'm crazy, 1 ordinary NPCs are not as important as a familiar NPC to me, I don't care about Theocracy at all, but Xiu, run away. . . 】

Outside the black barrier, many players have already flew up with their transport machines or with their spell effects.

But even if nearly half of the ritual basis of the Risen One had been destroyed, no one could break his power defense.

"..."

Nobody can help 'fix' it.

But he didn't look surprised.

In the darkness, the young Yuren cut off his long hair just like in the previous copy with a wind blade.

The straight silver-white hair that touched the calves was only waist length in the blink of an eye.

The expression of 'Xiu' was still calm and indifferent.

Animal cubs in the natural world will wail in times of crisis and call their blood relatives and elders for rescue.

Children among humans will cry out when they are sad and painful, and ask their elders and blood relatives for help.

But...'Xiu' won't.

Even the pain of a broken arm couldn't make him cry out in pain.

Because, as early as a few years ago, 'Eunxiu', who was still a young child, dragged his mother down because of crying in pain, causing the two of them to die together.

After that, the 'Xiu' that existed in the world was just the last obsession of a mother who broke out in rage, and the only fantasy of a father who lost everything in his life.

——If my child can grow up, what will he look like?

Therefore, 'Enxiu' was only 9 years old, but 'Xiu' is '18' this year.

He doesn't live for himself.

He carried the past of three people.

'Xiu', whose power level had begun to decline, looked calm, and stared directly at the resurrected with silvery eyes.

The illusory radiance of 'Irene' shrouding him was more than a little bit weaker than the initial one...but those radiances still haven't diminished.Because 'Xiu''s own wings have completely turned into light silver and light blue wind-type secret energy, and his limbs have also turned into elemental translucent colors after cutting off most of his left arm.

After the illusory natural secret energy rebuilt his left arm, his left body was completely eroded, and even the edge of his cheek had broken silver light like crystal scales.

Corroded by strong acid-like secret energy... how painful it is!

But that is nothing to the experience of 'Xiu' all the time.

So, of course he doesn't back down, and he doesn't cry.

--look.

— This is what your children will look like when they grow up.

This...the appearance of being stronger than anyone else and willing to fight for this beautiful world.

Even he has long lost sight of the true appearance of the world.