Civilization Guardian Front

Curse to death?

"That's right." Seeing the confusion in the player's heart, Weita calmly explained:

"Your body in the original world has died due to the curse, and now you have come to this strange land through the reincarnation of your soul."

The news that was too shocking made everyone stunned on the spot.

them...

It's already dead?

How can one believe such absurd things...

"Of course, you can firmly believe that what you see and hear is all fake..."

Knowing that the self-deception side of human nature will soon rebound, so before people recovered from the shock, Vita continued:

"A company spends huge sums of money to develop games and equipment, spend a lot of money on advertising, just to open a low-level joke that won't last for a long time, and the company will close down after the players' relatives and friends call the police...Who really wants to think so, It’s okay if you don’t want to listen to my next words, I just hope you can live until the day you are rescued.”

"You are probably thinking at this moment, who am I? Why do I have images of your residence? Why do I know this? Why can I stop the flow of time outside the square, right?"

Hearing this, the players nodded one after another.

"In science fiction works, don't there often be organizations that deal with mysterious or abnormal situations? I am the real version of that organization, a member of the "Association", and I am talking to you through conscious interference. You can simply understand it as yourself Consciousness is accelerated to tens of millions of times the real time flow, so the outside world appears almost static."

"By the way..." At this point, Weita seemed to suddenly think of something.

Raising the index finger of her left hand and shaking it lightly, she added playfully:

"Because our association does not rely on taxpayers' money, and is not governed by any national laws, so whether you want to threaten me with citizenship, or try to kidnap me with morality, it is useless~ In addition, the anchor This job is also a part-time job that I do out of interest, and I can quit at any time, and you are welcome to join in as much as you want after you go back, but the premise is that you are still alive by then.”

......

The players couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Isn't this woman's personality too bad?

Without even saying a single high-sounding, politically correct word, is this a non-Hollywood-born superhero organization...

Or, what they are facing is actually an extralegal and mysterious organization full of villains...

"No kidding, time is limited, those who want to survive here listen carefully to what I'm going to say..."

Weita's breathlessly beautiful face froze, and her serious tone made everyone's hearts tighten involuntarily.

(As expected of a witch with Charm 39 and Spirit 49...)

Seeing the players on the square listening intently to Weita's explanation, for fear of missing a few words, Chios secretly admired them.

No matter how plain words are spoken through the mouth of "Blue Abyss", it also has the same effect as mind interference magic.

If Chios were to explain to these people, it would take a lot of time just to suppress the restless emotions at the scene, and it would never be possible to get to the point in less than 5 minutes like Vita.

He, who had read the complete information before departure, naturally knew the content of the newcomer lecture.

First of all, it is emphasized that there will be no shielding of pain and bloody effects here, it is not a game but another real world, and then tell the "players" about the abilities given to them by the Magical Treasure.

Including the item bar, information light curtain, absorbing the soul of no one to strengthen...etc.

Finally, there is the identity of the "player".

Chios looked down at his plain linen shirt, trousers and booties...

The saber [Twilight of the Gods] that entered the battlefield world with him had fallen from a high altitude earlier, and the players had no time to distract themselves and put it into the emblem space.

At this moment, he is no different from other people around him, and he has no other property except simple clothes to cover his body.

the reason is simple...

They were refugees from the north who perished in the country cursed by the undead and went south, fleeing hastily to the countries around the Mediterranean Sea.

Chapter 810: Golden Osmanthus Knight

"Finally, I would like to remind everyone, especially the few players who have participated in the SAO beta test, that this world has indeed absorbed some elements of Aincrad. For example, the city you are in now is based on the town in the game, but this It's just the most insignificant part of the phenomenon caused by this world eroding your existing cognition..."

"Don't selectively ignore the huge differences that haven't been revealed just because the tip of the iceberg on the surface looks familiar at first glance. The price of arrogance will be your own life. Re-examine your own abilities and cooperate with your partners to make up for the shortcomings. The key to the survival of the vast majority of you here, I sincerely hope you don't need to remember this truth with blood, because it may be too late to regret it by then."

"Our "Association" will find a way to rescue you as soon as possible, and try to send our best executors into this world to help you tide over the difficulties. Before that, you must do everything you can to survive."

Vita didn't tell the truth.

Informing the executors of the truth that they have already mixed into the crowd can easily make some people weak. They only want to find the executors as a means of survival, rather than relying on their own efforts to gain a foothold in another world.

She glanced at the figures in the crowd in the town square without a trace, and she nodded slightly.

She believes that several colleagues affiliated with the association will use their own methods to help these anxious people in front of them, and there is no need to do extra things by themselves.

"Consciousness interference is coming to an end. In the name of Vita Clotides, the second pillar of the association apostle "Abyss of the Blue", I wish you all the best, and hope that we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future..."

The blue fan embroidered with gorgeous patterns covered the lips, and the figure of the witch gradually faded away.

In the end, blending into the blue sky...

Only her farewell voice lingered in everyone's ears:

"Then, there will be a time later."

Ka...

The two hands on the clock face of the church tower move one step to the right in unison to the next full hour.

When, when, when...

The deep, long and solemn bell sounded like ruthless words announcing the end of the safety protection period for people in the square.

The still wheel of time rolls forward again.

The moment you realize this...

Like a bowstring snapping back, the panic and fear that had been pressed down by the witch earlier came to my heart in an instant.

"It's not a game, it's not a game...if it's not a game..."

His pale lips twitched, and the young man knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, murmuring repetitive sentences.

"What are we supposed to do?"

Desperation suddenly spread...

To withdraw from the comfort zone without warning and plunge into a strange environment where there is no one to rely on and death may occur at any time is naturally unacceptable to people who were born in a peaceful world and take life as a matter of course.

Excited people broke down and yelled and cried...

"Survive!? It's easy to say, but what do you rely on?"

"I'm just an ordinary student!"

"It's obviously a game, why did we encounter this kind of thing!?"

Even those who were quiet and did not make a sound, those who stood still and watched the compatriots of the same origin lose their composure, their faces were as pale as paper, and their hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

"Hey! Give me peace of mind!"

Not understanding why the refugees suddenly lost control of their emotions, the soldiers who were worried that they would resist in the next second suddenly became nervous.

"I don't want to hurt you, don't force me to do it!"

A well-intentioned warning will only have the opposite effect on those who are emotionally agitated at the moment.

"No! I don't want to die!"

"Someone help us, please!"

The cries grew louder.

"They all said stop arguing, damn it!"

A squad leader impatiently raised the barrel of his gun and threw it at a crasher on the periphery of the crowd.

Snapped!

The barrel of the falling gun landed inches on the target's shoulder.

Holding it was a slender white hand.

"Goddess Kuat who weeps for the world, her boundless mercy shines on the hearts of every lost lamb, and her gentle tears wash away our pain..."

"teacher!?"

A girl in the crowd recognized the youth's voice.

Not caring about anything else, the girl pushed away the others and hurried forward.

As soon as he came to the periphery of the crowd, he saw Chios let go of the gun barrel, bowed his palm against his left chest, and said to the stunned captain of the guard:

"We left everything behind to escape from the hometown where the curse of the undead broke out, and came to this place just to survive. Now that we haven't settled down yet, we are gathered in this square to be dealt with, and feel anxious and afraid for a while. Inevitably, please don't hurt them because of it."

His sincere tone and his stand-up attitude moved the audience.

"By Kuat, the goddess who weeps for the world..."

The captain of the guard who retracted his spear bowed his head reverently and said the greetings among believers before raising his face.

Gazing at the handsome young man in plain clothes who still exuded a noble temperament, he asked almost firmly:

"Are you the nobleman who led their escape?"

Chios shook his head.

"I'm no different from them, just a lowly person who has left behind the past and glory to find a new place to live, that's all."

"I dare say you were at least a country gentleman."

The captain of the guard obviously didn't believe what Chios said, and only regarded the young man in front of him as humble and low-key.

How can civilians use such elegant vocabulary in speech?

What's more, temperament is difficult to imitate. Compared with wearable clothes, manners and speech are the best basis for judging.

As a professional sergeant who is stationed in the capital, he often needs to distinguish who is not to offend and who should be favored. He believes in the answer that his years of experience tell him.

Although this young man is indeed a member of the refugees at present, maybe the other party will become friends with the powerful people in the city in the future...

In any case, it's never wrong to have a better attitude.

"Gina's order is to let us keep an eye on you, and let you listen to the archbishop's order in peace. If it is not necessary, we don't want to use force against others. Please understand, this is our duty."

"I understand."

Chios nodded and turned to face the "refugees" in the square.

"Like you, I have a lot of uneasiness about the unfamiliar environment when I first arrived. However, it is an established fact that we were forced to leave our hometown and come here. Please realize this clearly, take a deep breath, and temporarily control your emotions. .."

He looked at those who had lost control and collapsed, his face properly showed the exhaustion of being a victim but had to stand up, and then he showed a soothing smile.

"Crying may make us feel better, but it's not what we should do now. At least, listen to the content of the decree first, know what to face next, and then vent our sadness, okay?"

"The decree issued by the archbishop is not to embarrass you."

A solemn voice came.

step, step...

The metal boots stepped on the ground, making a clear sound.

A girl who appeared to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old came from the avenue in front of the gray-black palace in the north of the central square.

The dark blue cloak fluttered in the wind, and the sun shone obliquely on the polished and smooth golden armor, reflecting bright and dazzling light.

"His Excellency, Knight of Osmanthus..."

This is what the soldiers called the girl.

Chapter 810 Four? Alice

The oncoming female knight is so beautiful...

The blond hair is more neat and smooth than the top silk, and the snow-white skin has a sense of transparency.She has a cute and upright face, and slightly raised blue eyes that are as clear as the sky.

Stepping on a regular pace that seemed to be calculated with a measuring ruler, the girl walked into the north end of the central square unhurriedly.

Behind her were two rows of heavily armed knights. These knights were holding the heavy-looking iron box handles on the left and right.

I don't know what's inside.