Terra copy, but the enlightenment stream/I am a mentor in Terra

The burial ceremony begins, and the body wrapped in white cloth is lifted off the carrier and placed into the coffin.

Loya in the coffin couldn't hear it, but the system was still functioning.

[The host's vital signs exceed 72 hours and there is no sign of recovery, and it is determined to be complete death]

[This system is about to go into complete hibernation and all functions will stop functioning. 】

[The degree of damage this time is: light, the estimated repair time is 1-5 years]

[Recycling structural body...]

Under the gaze of everyone, Loya's body began to decompose into light spots bit by bit, and then disappeared bit by bit.

The warlock hiding aside received the nod from Tracys and carefully performed the Origin Stone skills.

[Detection traces detected, defense tokens are being retrieved. 】

[Token: "Knight's Certificate" has taken effect. 】

[Special item: "Kazdel's Pen" is taking effect...failed to take effect (lost)]

【Completion of settlement】

In the end, what Tracys got was not the warlock shaking his head or nodding, but a pair of shocked eyes.

Since then, rumors of his return have spread throughout Kazdaele.

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On the night of February [-]th, Tracys was blocked while walking in the corridor.

The attendant bowed and reported:

"My people have withdrawn, and Ursus has no intention of expanding the conflict."

"Then continue."

"Will this..."

"They will attack the Yan Kingdom, attack Casimir, and even Victoria, but they will not attack Kazdel... I have to give Sakaz an explanation."

"Yes, General."

The attendant stepped back, and Tracy continued to march. At the end of the corridor was an open-air platform. The clouds in Kazdaele rarely dissipated these days, and the starry sky was unobstructed here.

A white figure stood there, leaning on the railing and looking up at one corner of it.

Traces, Theresia - Kazdaele's "hero", twin kings, rivals, brother and sister... met like this after several years of war.

There are no grand scenes, no acrid smoke.

"It's been a long time, Tracys."

Theresia stretched out her hand, and the breeze blew gently through her fingertips.

"Kazdale was not like this before. At least we still had the courage to fight for each other."

There was nostalgia in her eyes, memories beckoning from the past, but Tracys had no intention of reminiscing.

"You still have a chance to regret it now."

"If it weren't for Loya, we wouldn't be standing together as calmly as we are now."

Theresia did not pick up his topic and continued talking about the past.

Until both sides were silent, the evening wind gradually became noisy.

She suddenly turned around and said word by word:

"It's time for me to leave, Tracys, don't forget what you promised me."

"I have no reason to continue the war," Tracys said after a pause, "but I still hope you are alive."

"There can only be one king in Kazdare, and you know that when their emotions subside, strife will begin."

"That's why I'm here."

There was a rare smile on Tracy Gujing Wubo's face.

"Loya is never as simple as she seems, Theresa."

"My sorcerers have uncovered a corner of his secrets."

He took out a pen and decorated its tip with sharp teeth, antlers, and eyes.

Theresia's expression became more solemn little by little.

Theresia had seen this pen many times.

But this time, it seemed to be liberated, and the sacred and profane auras could actually coexist in it.

"The establishment of the Kazdaele Legion has been put on the agenda. We need integrated forces. The era of Sarkaz fighting independently is over."

"Loya has left us a huge legacy, but no country in this land will sit idly by."

"The time has come. I will go to Londinium to attract the attention of the jackals. Kazdaele cannot only have an army, we also need schools, factories and governments."

"Theresia, the script is ready."

"Let your 'death' be the starting point."

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Since February 1094, 2, Kazdaele's development has deviated from the established track, but all of this seems to have nothing to do with Loya.

It is not death where all consciousness is lost, but it is like the consciousness has fallen into the void and the mind cannot function.

I could still hear a voice in a daze, dark and cold, like a snake hissing in my ears.

"Looks like you're in a little trouble."

"Don't worry, you won't die yet."

"What happened to Kazdel is indeed not a coincidence... Haha, it is indeed you."

The sound was far and near, echoing in all directions of the darkness.

By the time Loya could understand the meaning of the words, it was already time to open his eyes.

In a dank alley, a naked man lay on the ground.

He spent three minutes sorting out the causes and consequences in his memory and looked around. It looked like a city.

At least it proves that it is no longer in Kazdale, or that this is already Kazdale n years later.

Loya sat up and tried to move his muscles, but suddenly realized that something felt wrong.

"So I was resurrected without clothes, right? Thank you to the system for not throwing it on the street for me."

"Where's the system, the system?"

no respond.

……broken.

Loya touched his head - there was no horn, trying to condense the light blade - there was no response.

"..."

After closing his eyes and being silent for a while, Luo Ya finally understood the current situation.

This is no less than a second time travel, at least I still have clothes when I travel.

Just as he was thinking about how to solve the image problem, Loya suddenly heard a voice.

"Hello, Loya."

Looking around, there was no one.

That's in the mind.

"Hello, stranger, if you want to take advantage of me, at least make me pregnant first."

After saying that, Loya was groping in the alley, thinking about what to do if he bumped into someone.

I bumped into W when I came to Kazdale. Will there be a starting character this time?

Thinking about it, the voice said again: "We have had communication, Loya, you can call me the immortal black snake."

"It turns out it's you, old man."

As soon as it said this, Loya understood.

But now is obviously not the time to talk any further.

Because there was a grey-haired old man in front of him staring at him with a strange expression on his face.

It didn't matter what his eyes looked like, because the moment he bumped into someone, Loya didn't care anymore.

Just stand up straight and have no regrets.

"This...sir, can you help me?"

★Volume [-]: The Wind of the Tundra★

Chapter 1 Black Snake, you are such an old man.

Loya thought he was going to fall.

This bad old man subdued himself in a few seconds, blindfolded him and took him somewhere.

Fortunately, he still had some conscience and put a cloak on himself.

"Lao Deng, ****, I'm going to die, please help me quickly." Luo Ya shouted in his heart.

Who could bear to encounter this kind of thing right after resurrection?

"...You are worlds away from the 'L' I imagined, and you are worlds away from the Loya of Cazdale."

"*******!"

Hearing these dirty words, Black Snake chose to block them.

Loya only felt that he had made countless detours and finally came to a room. Then he heard the door closing and the blindfold was taken off.

In a somewhat narrow but bright bedroom, Li Boli, who was old but still had sharp eyes, looked at Loya.

The more he looked, the more confused he became. The person in front of him was neither infected nor could he identify his racial characteristics.

"You don't look like a wanderer. I need to know who you are and what your purpose is."

"..."

It was really hard for Loya to explain. He was not only a dead man, but also a dead man who had just been resurrected and didn't even know where he was.

After thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing I could say, so I said helplessly: "I am a writer, I can only reveal so much, old gentleman."

"If you could give me an outfit, I'd be very grateful."

This argument obviously did not convince Herage, so he deliberately released his murderous intention to test Loya.

There was no change in Kroya's expression.

"You are not an ordinary person."

"Not really."

"Um……"

Herage thought for a moment, and finally chose to blindfold Loya and throw it back. He also brought a set of white clothes, a black felt hat, and a fee.

Luo Ya hadn't seen money for a long time. He weighed the 200 Longmen coins in his hand and felt unexpectedly novel.

The old man obviously has a secret, but now all the secrets have nothing to do with Loya. The top priority is to figure out the current situation.

Stepping out of the alley, it was currently dusk. The weather here was much better than in Kazdaele, and there were no clouds that always pressed down on the earth.

Scattered people were walking through the streets, surrounded by some low-rise private houses. There was not much prosperity, almost no business, and it was unexpectedly depressed and depressed.

It's very far in this area - actually very close, but at a glance here it seems like there are piles of high-rise buildings in the distance.

Just a little thought will tell you that here and there are two places.

No matter where they are, people cannot escape division and oppression.