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    Roland understands Shuke's embarrassment and depression.

    On one side are the normal three views developed since childhood, on the other side are people who treat themselves very well.

    Now it¡¯s a conflict between personal relationships and ideas, so Shuke has no choice.

    After coming out of the cold drink shop, Roland did not go to the swordsmanship hall, but continued to read the forum posts at home.

    There are still four days until Roland and others come out of the dungeon, and we don¡¯t know what the situation will be like after they come out of the dungeon.

    But looking at the current situation, a war is inevitable.

    Judging from the number of quarreling posts on the forum, it seems that the number of guardians is not large.

    After all, most players have passed the political level when they graduate from college.

    But even so, the player group is still torn apart.

    If you add in the previous differentiation plan of the Holevin royal family, then the camp tendencies of the players are now clearly differentiated.

    Roland sighed. In this case, even if he came out of the copy, he would not be able to do anything.

    The Alliance of Gods and Religions is a big deal. Even if Roland can get out of the dungeon, what will happen?

    This is the United Oracle!

    The various sects probably even sent out legends.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Together off of the major divine religions, what can the players do to stop them?

    ??Iron head?

    Even if there is an iron head, it can't be stopped.

    Roland let out a long sigh, rarely thinking about magic.

    He tried to think about what he could do in this war, but in the end, after thinking about it, he found that he could do nothing.

    Because I am too weak.

    What if you have legendary level strength?

    Maybe it can influence some things.

    In his helpless mood, the day passed quickly.

    Roland entered the game again.

    It was morning in the game, and Mordenkainen, who was teaching him, keenly noticed that Roland was not mentally right, and asked what was going on.

    After being silent for a while, Roland explained the matter in general.

    Mordenkainen smiled and said: "Don't think too much, be cowardly when you need to be cowardly, and then take revenge when you have the strength in the future. Men, it's not ugly to escape once in a while."

    Roland then asked: "Master, have you ever escaped?"

    "Of course." Mordenkainen said matter-of-factly: "When I was fourteen years old, I was invited to a duel by a noble warrior. The opponent was much stronger than me and three times my age. How could I possibly win?  Then I ran away, and two years later, I came back, broke his legs, and left him in the sun for a long time before allowing him to go back to recuperate. After that, no one dared to come to me and cause trouble."

    After hearing this, Roland smiled and said: "You were not strong at that time and you were young, so it was normal for you to escape."

    "When I cut off the thread of fate, the goddess of fate came to my door for the first time. I was so scared that I ran away immediately. And the way of running away was ugly, you would never expect it." As if remembering the past, Mordenkainen smiled.  Down.

    Roland asked curiously: "In what way?"

    "I suppressed all the mental fluctuations, disguised myself as an ordinary person, and then jumped into the cesspit. I was covered in excrement. Although I escaped the first search by the goddess of fate, I did not dare to eat meat for more than ten days.  nausea!"

    According to historical records, Mordenkainen was wise, mighty, and wise Anyway, he was the most powerful person. It was normal to be timid when dueling with nobles. After all, Mordenkainen was still young at that time and had not yet started to create his own spells.  According to records in magic books, Mordenkainen began to improve and create magic after he was twenty-five years old.

    In other words, the fourteen-year-old Mordenkainen is still a weakling.

    It¡¯s normal to be timid.

    But after cutting off the fate line, Mordenkainen should be close to a legend even if he is not a legend. It is really unbelievable that at such a powerful period, he jumped into a manure pit to take refuge.

    Roland¡¯s expression suddenly became subtle.

    He didn¡¯t know whether he should say that Mordenkainen was flexible or should laugh at him for actually jumping over a manure pit!

    But Roland also understood what Mordenkainen meant.

    ¡®Old man, even a powerful person like me has been intimidated before, but you are young and it doesn¡¯t matter if you are intimidated!  ¡¯

    Probably this is the saying.

    &np; Soon Lamia stopped, with several special bricks in front of her.

    The other masonry is blue, but this masonry is pure white.

    Lamia leaned down and pressed her hand on the white square. After a while, the white bricks turned and changed, and finally formed something like an altar.

    Finally, a magic projection appeared on it.

    A blue circle with guides seems to be a three-dimensional map.

    Lamia put her hands in and moved them a few times. Then the entire floating city made a faint buzzing sound, and violent magic flow appeared in the sky, even forming countless white vortexes.

    The sky is distorting, and everything outside the floating city is distorting.

    Roland could feel that the floating city was conducting long-distance teleportation.

    The sky twisted into a paste and finally turned white.

    Then the surrounding light began to dim, and finally it became like night.

    Then the distortion of space gradually stopped, and after a while, Roland discovered that the background of the world outside the floating city had turned into pure black.

    And in the black, there are many slightly luminous objects dotted.

    Some are very big, some are very small, and the colors are even different.

    At some point, a transparent barrier appeared over the floating city. From time to time, strange things hit the transparent barrier and were bounced away.

    Some ferocious bugs look like armored black maggots. They have sharp teeth, but they cannot chew through the barrier.

    There are many stones floating randomly in the space, and there are also groups round, square, or irregular shapes, recording fragments of certain pictures!

    Many strange sounds sounded outside the floating city from time to time. Roland could not imagine what they were like. In short, they sounded quite uncomfortable.

    Roland also saw that most of these fragments were intertwined figures, but they didn't look real.

    This space is very strange, weird, irrational, but also very interesting.

    Roland looked around blankly: "Where is this?"

    He already had a guess, but still hoped to get the answer from Mordenkainen.

    "The star realm, the divine realm, the void they are all here." Mordenkainen pointed at the bright white ball in the distance, looking at the sphere the size of a basketball: "Did you see that thing! That is the kingdom of the goddess of light.  It looks small and very close, but in fact the distance is infinitely far. It is almost impossible to fly there without mastering the godhead. What you see here is not the real one.  The Kingdom of God is just a projection sent from a distant world."

    "The green ball is the Kingdom of Life, a little bigger than the Kingdom of Light." Lamia leaned over and smiled: "Isn't the purple Elf Goddess' Kingdom much smaller? It's about like an apple. The strength of the gods  The stronger it is, the bigger and brighter the 'symbol' projected in the astral realm will be."

    "Where are the red ones?" Roland pointed to the red dots of stars in the distance that flickered once or twice from time to time.

    "The evil god." Mordenkainen said calmly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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