You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

As he spoke, Louden patted Sean on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I'm rooting for you."

Sean:

””....

Thank you so much.

This really made Sean a little depressed. In such a large dungeon, there are at least tens of thousands of people, but the lowest rank is actually level four. Is this reasonable?

Everybody is a genius, right?

Or are they all roll kings?

"What about you?" Sean asked Louden, "What rank are you?"

Although this man's name is "Lao Deng", he is actually not very old. He looks quite young, about the same age as him.

Louden raised his chin proudly: "A little higher than you, rank six."

Sean:

No wonder he couldn't react to Louden's sneak attack.

Sean suddenly felt like he was being attacked from a lower dimension.

Not just him, but all wizards in the real world.

Any wizard who comes to "guard the gate" is at level six. Is the "new world" so scary?

All I can say is that this is truly the Age of the Polymath.

"Okay, you can walk around the city by yourself. I have to go back to stand guard." Louden said, "If you don't have a place to stay, you can go to a hotel first. Black City prohibits sleeping on the streets. It affects the city appearance."

Sean: “..—”

Quite particular.

In this case·—.—

Let’s eat first.

He came to the villa as soon as he got off the plane, and then was locked up in the dungeon. He hasn't eaten anything yet.

After Louden left, Sean found a random restaurant and filled his stomach while thinking about his next plan.

He didn't come to the "new world" to live a stable life. It's impossible for him to live here honestly.

Either he had to find clues that could prove the connection between the "new world" and the real world, or he had to find a way to break through and complete his meditation. He had to do one of these two things, otherwise this trip to the "new world" would be a pure waste of time.

After some thought, Sean decided to go to the church first to see if he could find a chance to go home.

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"Waiter, check out."

"Okay, sir."

Sean had a plan in mind, so he quickly finished his meal and called the waiter.

This restaurant seemed to be of high quality, and the bill came to half a silver coin.

The silver coins in Sean's hand were all in pieces. This should be the smallest unit of currency in Black City.

He was curious about how the waiter would give him change.

Keep account?

A free meal next time you come over?

However, facts told Sean that it was not that troublesome at all.

This little problem is not a problem for the experienced waiter.

"Please wait a moment, sir."

The waiter politely took the silver coin handed to him by Sean, put the bill and pen under his arm, then pinched both sides of the silver coin with both hands and squeezed it hard.

"Crack!"

The silver coin suddenly broke into two halves.

The waiter returned half of the money to Sean and said with a smile, "Sir, this is your change. Please keep it.

Hope to visit next time. ”

Sean:

""....

You have really strong hands.

In fact, it was not that the waiter had strong hands. Sean tried it himself with a skeptical attitude, and soon found that it was a "problem" with the silver coin itself. With just a little force, the silver coin could be evenly split into two halves, and the half silver coin could be connected to become 1/4 piece. This is the true "smallest currency".

“What a genius design.”

Sean complained quietly.

After leaving the restaurant, he asked passers-by and followed the signs all the way to the church.

The church here is different from the churches outside. It is not as quiet as it should be. Instead, it is very lively. A large group of wizards are crowded in the lobby, discussing which task to take.

The way these tasks are released is very "magical", in the form of crystal balls. As long as you touch the crystal balls with your mental power, you can read the information inside.

A bit fancy.

But what really caught Sean's attention was not the crystal balls, but the statue in the corner.

He discovered that there was a statue here that he had once placed in the Temple of Truth.

Its face was as blurry as ever, and its features could not be seen clearly, but that just proved its identity.

At this moment, many wizards closed their eyes devoutly and prayed to the statue.

“Mr. Black, please bless us to have a smooth trip this time, complete the mission successfully and return to Black City——.——·Amitabha Gate.

M7

This is the habit of wizards before taking on a mission and leaving.

They don't believe in the gods worshipped by the Vatican, but they believe in Carl Black.

Because gods are fictional and no one has ever seen them, but Carl Black is real and his deeds are still passed down in history books.

Sean asked curiously, "Why is there a statue of Mr. Black here?"

"New here?" A young man looked at Sean and replied, "Of course we stole it ourselves.

This is a long history, and the old residents of Black City know it.

There are seven statues of Mr. Black in the temple. When the church suddenly attacked the temple, the ancestors were caught off guard, and many were killed and injured. The buildings collapsed.

Not only did the Vatican mobilize a large number of people, but the Pope also took action personally. The temple had no time to defend itself. The only thing it could do was to fight to the death, cover the students' escape, and try to take away important items.

This statue was bought with the blood of our ancestors.

You can lose anything except your faith.

Unfortunately, the Vatican's firepower was too strong, and they only managed to retrieve one of the seven statues. Another one was in the Kofrühle restricted area, and the remaining five were nowhere to be found. It was unknown whether they were destroyed or taken back by the Vatican.

Among these crystal balls, there is a task to retrieve the statue of Mr. Carl Black. The difficulty level is among the highest. Even if the location is known and it is confirmed that the statue is in the restricted area of ​​Kofr, it is not easy to move it.

It's easy to sneak into the restricted area, and it's not hard to sneak out quietly.

There are many people in Black City who are good at stealth techniques.

But if you were to carry an extremely heavy statue with you, things would be different.

It's like "killing people" and "saving people", two completely different things.

The Kofrui restricted area is patrolled by guards all year round, and it is almost impossible to avoid them and take away such a large statue.

Besides, no one knows whether the Vatican is conducting a sting operation. Maybe they are waiting for them near the ruins of the temple. If they go there rashly, they may never come back.

"That's not right." Sean asked doubtfully, "Doesn't it mean that only Mr. Carl Black can move these statues?"

The young man asked back: "Who told you that?"

Sean pretended to be thinking hard: "I forgot, it seems to be a description of the virtual space."

The young man looked at him strangely and asked, "Do you know the virtual space?"

"I didn't expect that you, a newcomer, know so much."

"But don't get confused. The virtual space is the virtual space, and the real world is the real world."

The entire virtual space was created by Mr. Black, who is the god of that spiritual realm, and naturally no one can defy the rules he set. The real world is different, although no one can "control" the statue, and the statue itself is very "heavy", but if you really want to move it, there are still people who can move it.

At best, it will be difficult to move forward.

"." The young man sighed, "I heard that there is also a temple in the virtual space, which stores many books. Unfortunately, we were born at the wrong time and have no chance to see it."

Sean: “Huh?”

What does "hear and hear" mean?

"You've never been to the virtual space?"

This young man is the wizard that Louden mentioned who dared to come to the church to accept the mission. He must be of high rank and not too old.

With this kind of talent, how is it possible that he can’t enter the virtual space?

"You speak as if you've been there." The young man rolled his eyes, "The current virtual space is no longer called the virtual space."

The Vatican's raid on the Temple of Truth was not just physical, but spiritual.

At the moment when the temple was attacked by the church, the virtual space was also attacked.

Without Blake, no one could stop the Pope, and the situation was almost one-sided. The final result was that

Not only did the Temple of Truth and the City of Covery in the real world fall into ruins, but the virtual space was also occupied by the Vatican and renamed the False Paradise.

A very ironic name.

In short, today's virtual space has become the territory of the Vatican. The door that once existed in the spiritual world of all wizards has been forcibly closed. Except for the Vatican itself, no one can find the entrance to the false paradise. Even if you find it, it is best not to go there, otherwise you will be killed in the spiritual world and injured in reality, and you may even become a vegetable.

There is no need to take risks when you know that you can't succeed.

The more Sean listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and his brows furrowed.

On the one hand, he could sense that the young wizard was telling the truth, and there was no need for him to lie to him.

But on the other hand, if the virtual space has been occupied by the Vatican and turned into a false paradise, then what is the virtual space that he and Elviri and others usually go to?

I don’t see anyone from the Vatican either?

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go prepare for the mission." The young man extended his hand to Sean in a friendly manner. "My name is Kellando. What's yours, new guy?"

"Sean."

“A very memorable name.”

The young man shook hands with Sean and said with a smile, "Let's talk next time if we have a chance. See you another day."

Kellando left the church, leaving Sean alone in front of the statue, puzzled.

Sean thought that after a deeper understanding of the "new world", many problems would become relatively simple, but he did not expect that the more he understood, the more complicated things became. Originally, there were only two problems in the "new world" and the "real world", but now there is a new virtual space -

He really couldn't understand.

Even if the timeline of the "New World" is chaotic and the Vatican has only occupied the virtual space before, as long as it has been occupied, the current virtual space should also be ruled by the Vatican, because this is the case in the real world. Sean can't think of a second possibility except the Vatican for the mysterious forces behind those witch hunter families. Then why is it that the Vatican has the final say in the real world, but not in the virtual space?

Very strange.

“Isn’t the ‘New World’ the riverbed of consciousness?”

Or it could be the riverbed of consciousness, but it is not as Sopea thought, where everything corresponds to the real world. It is just a spiritual world constructed simply by the history of various timelines?

""...—-Forget it, I'd better find a mission to take on first.

Sean rubbed his head with a headache.

He felt like his brain was overloaded.

If he had not accidentally returned to the reality to experience the "new world", he would have thought that this world was fictional, because anything could happen in a fictional world and there was no need to trace the cause. But since he had been here, he couldn't help but think about it. If he really couldn't figure it out, he would put it aside and look for more clues and details.

Sean shook off the obsessive-compulsive thoughts in his mind and began to check the tasks in the crystal ball one by one.