"Please sit."

In the center of the town called Aren, in a sacrificial hall made entirely of rocks and white radiant crystals, the heroic swordsman returned to his own sword tomb with a stone long sword inserted into the sacrificial tomb, with only a hint of ethereal sound echoing in the hall.

Along with the words of this heroic spirit, a wooden chair placed in the corner was moved by an invisible force and moved behind the warrior.

Joshua sat down without hesitation and looked at the sacrificial hall with curious eyes.

Through the name of the town, the names of other villagers, and the name of this peak-level heroic spirit, the warriors can roughly guess the situation here. This entire village and town located on the mountain is the descendant of this Araine Astoria. His name became the name of the town. He also relied on the worship of his descendants to become a heroic spirit, and protected his bloodline in this undead end.

This is something that can be easily guessed, and neither the swordsman nor the other villagers meant to hide it. It seems that this situation is a normal situation for the world of Grantia.

There was always a hint of coldness in the mountains late at night, but there was crystal flashing in the sacrificial hall, releasing the warm light of magic. The torches on both sides of the sword tomb also burned the lasting flames, bulging out waves of heat. In the sword tomb that looked like a trapezoidal altar, the old swordsman's calm voice came out: "In order to reduce consumption, I will not appear as a physical entity, I think you can forgive the guests."

"Of course I don't care."

Sitting on the chair, the warrior shrugged. With the help of the system, he became more and more skilled in the Grantia world language: "But to be honest, Mr. Yarion, I can see that you do not welcome me, so I don't treat you more now. Don't worry, as long as you can answer some of my doubts, I will naturally leave and not disturb your peaceful life."

The keen observation of the Jiyi warrior is, and the faint alienation and indifference in the old swordsman's expression is not hidden, and anyone can see it.

"It's not welcome, but facing a powerful man in the "Heaven Realm" who suddenly appears and claims to be a person from another world, a mere mountain town will naturally feel extremely frightened. Even this powerful man does not have any malice, just like a hare who is afraid of the elephant passing by his nest."

In the sword tomb, Aren's faint voice sounded, and his reply was simple and direct, but this was also a sign of sincerity: "Soldier Joshua, you saved my descendant's life, so as long as you ask, I will do my best to answer, and ensure that there is no omission, and no attempt to hide anything. With my spirit, this statement is not false."

The language used by the old swordsman is the common language of ancient Grandia. Its grammatical sentences are quite different from those used now. Even locals occasionally find it difficult to understand. However, for Gioshuya, who has a systematic dictionary, there is no difference between the two. When he heard Yaren's words, the warrior simply asked: "What is the geographical situation of this world? Where is this town located? Why do so many shadow monsters appear in the suburbs of the wilderness?"

"This world is called Grandia, and its name comes from the first explorer who traveled around the mainland. I will ask others to get you a copy of the mainland map later. This town is located on the southeast edge of the mainland. Walk a little further east or south, and it is the sea of ​​green tides."

Yaren's words were calm and clear. He seemed to be afraid that the warriors would not understand. He would occasionally stop to explain two proprietary nouns. However, when talking about the shadow monsters in Joshua's mouth, the old man's tone finally had a hint of anger: "As for those 'dead shadows', as the name suggests, they are naturally the shadows that arise after the resurrection of the dead."

After the other party's careful description, the warrior finally gained a general understanding of the situation in this world.

About thirty years ago, the entire continent of Grantia was divided and ruled by two powerful empires. Other small countries sandwiched between the two empires had long lost their ability to be independent and could only become their vassals.

The two empires, one occupy the southeast of the continent and the other occupy the northwest of the continent, are divided into mountains, rivers, and natural barriers. Because the internal development and internal contradictions of the two sides have reached a limit, and external expansion is urgently needed to divert the contradictions, one or two bloody conflicts will break out from time to time, and proxy wars between small countries are also initiated from time to time. The conflicts between the two empires cannot be eased. Everyone believes that a comprehensive world-class war will break out within one or two years.

"And the 'catastrophe' happened at that time." The emotions returned to stability, and the old man narrated what happened at that time in a indifferent tone.

The Ulan Empire, located in the northwest, has always been known for its powerful spiritual power. The whole country has even popularized spiritual energy practice. Most people have primary spiritual power and can freely drive many magic instruments. If the Gru Empire in the southeast had not occupied the natural barrier fortress, the population was three times that of it, and the top "Sky Realm" powerhouses were no less than, or even surpassed it, then the extremely elite Ulan Spiritual Energy Army would have swept the entire world and unified the entire continent.

But one day twenty-seven years ago, an incredible change occurred in a huge city near the capital of Gaitar, the Ulan Empire, with a psychic emperor, six magic marshals, with a population of more than seven million, and a total of more than ten powerful people in the heavenly realm. In an inexplicable earthquake, it instantly turned into a dead domain without any living people. The three psychic magic corps of the Ulan Empire tried to explore the changes in the capital, but only a few people survived.

"From that day, the change has been centered on Geatar and began to spread to the whole world. The Gru Empire, who was at a loss and completely unclear about the situation, naturally could not be spared."

When he said this, a pair of flame-like eyes condensed above the sword tomb. The eyes looked up at the top of the sacrificial hall as if they could penetrate the rock layers and crystals. Seeing the sky behind them, the old man whispered: "The entire continent is surrounded by a layer of black mist, and the light of the sun and moon becomes dim. At night, countless shadows of the dead will be born from the black fog, attacking everything that can be attacked."

"The two empires collapsed within a few years, and countless people were displaced and died of unlimited deaths."

In just a few words, the warrior can feel the bloody storm hidden in it

"And I woke up at that time."

At this time, the body of the heroic spirit Aren condensed again. The old swordsman lowered his head and stared at his body composed of spiritual essence and energy, and said sarcastically: "Not all souls have lost themselves, probably because of the fact that I have a large number of descendants. Under the worship of these children, I did not fall, but instead recovered some of my power in my lifetime, transformed into the legendary heroic spirit, and protected them in this crazy world."

"...So, at night, the entire world of Grandia will turn into a dead land where the undead dances?"

Hearing this, Joshua raised his eyebrows, and he asked in a very strange tone in Araine's ear: "So, how strong are they?"

"Most of them are just shadows that are weaker than ordinary people. As long as you muster up the courage, even a child can smash one or two."

The old swordsman shook his head: "If it weren't for too many, it would be completely unthreatening. The violent rats were more dangerous than them. But even so, there would be strong people similar to me in the Dead Shadow. They were the Ender Lords who commanded the Dead Shadow, and were also called the Commander by other Dead Shadows with wisdom."

"That's it." Joshua did not feel sorry for losing a way to accumulate experience quickly. He just asked accustomedly. After thinking for a while, the warrior asked again: "I just heard you talk about the vocabulary of heaven, psychic energy, etc. Can you tell me how the extraordinary power system of your world is divided specifically?"

When Joshua came to this world, his main task was to search for the relics of the fourth sage, but there was also an opportunity for him to advance to the legend. In order to have a deeper understanding of the power of steel in the world of Grantia, the warriors naturally had to ask more information about this.

"It seems that you are indeed from the outside world and you will ask such a question." After looking at Joshua deeply, Aren seemed to be doubting the authenticity of what the warrior said before, but now he has completely confirmed it. He sorted out his words and then explained in detail to Joshua.

In the world of Grandia, extraordinary power is mainly divided into two schools. One is the "magic energy" series that cultivates the power of the earth crystal, and the other is the "psychic energy" series that study its own spiritual power. The magic energy series is convenient and fast to practice. As long as there is a earth crystal, it can advance, but it is limited by the inability to popularize resources. Although the spiritual energy series is popular, it often needs to reflect on one's own mind, and it is difficult to achieve something.

The old swordsman was a powerful magic swordsman during his lifetime. He had fought with countless powerful people in his life, so he knew very well about information about various systems, but what he knew best was the magic energy system.

The so-called earth crystal is the original crystal. The carriage escorted by Davi'an's team of men is loaded with original crystals used to maintain the cultivation of the extraordinary people in this small town. The crystals are also divided into levels, with the lowest level gray crystal to the highest level of holy stone seeds. There is a huge gap between heaven and earth.

The old heroic spirit moved his mind, and a high-quality "cloud drill" flew towards the warrior. Joshua reached out and grabbed it without hesitation, and then began to explore the power in it.

"Before mastering one's own essence and developing talented superpowers, all the levels of the system were divided into junior high school and senior high school level. After developing talented superpowers, the magic energy system was called the Earth Realm, while the spiritual energy was called the mentor." When the warrior was studying the cloud drill, Aren continued to explain.

It seems that this so-called realm is the realm of gold.

Joshua, a colleague who was studying Yunzhuan, nodded slightly and said that he was listening. Seeing this, the old swordsman continued: "As for being like you, who has untied the shackles of nature and reached the endless level of the universe, is the heavenly realm in my mouth, the first-hand man in the mouth of those psychics."

"Is that true, there are indeed similarities."

Joshua nodded thoughtfully. The so-called description of the realm of heaven is indeed somewhat similar to Jiyi, but this is not surprising. There are humans and relics of sages in the world of Grantia. This place must have a lot to do with the continent of Mycrov. Even the origin of humans in the world of Grantia is likely to be a batch of seeds transferred by sages, just like the father of nature once did.

At this moment, the heroic swordsman who was waiting for Joshua's next question suddenly subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

He sensed a hint of fighting spirit arose from the warrior.

"What about you?"

Joshua slowly stood up from the chair, and he looked at the old swordsman and asked calmly: "The 'part' power of recovery has the strength of the peak of the Heavenly Realm that you mentioned. Judging from your tone, you seem to be not concerned about the psychic emperors and magic marshals of the Ulan Empire... I am very curious about your true strength."

The old man was speechless. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at the warrior with two weapons floating behind him.

"It is better to try it with a thousand words in your hands and show your true nature." The mysterious heroic swordsman said as if he was talking to himself. He shook his head: "It's not surprising that you have this kind of personality, but I won't fight you. A warrior from another world, my sword will only come out to protect something. This is my principle."

When he said this, the swordsman named Yaren even turned around and turned his back to Joshua, and the old man seemed to have given up on defense altogether.

The warrior frowned, and he withdrew his momentum and sat back on the seat.

"Boyant guy," he said, seemingly dissatisfied: "If you refuse, I won't force you, but you actually turn your back to me."

Joshua shook his head as if it was a great insult.

And it seems that because he used to deal with existences like warriors, the old swordsman who had already had a response process chuckled and did not respond to Joshua's words. He asked calmly: "Is there any other problem?"

"No." Joshua shook his head and said, "That's enough."

He had already roughly known the situation in this world and had a little knowledge of the system of extraordinary power here. In addition to the world map that he would send later, the soldiers felt that the trip was rewarding and did not suffer any loss when they protected the carriage and ran around for half a night.

The heroic swordsman named Araine Astoria is indeed a person who keeps his promises. Apart from his own strength, there is no concealment in his words. Joshua also understands the other party's choice very well. Facing an existence from unknown places, powerful enough to destroy the village he cherishes, it is the stupidest choice to fully reveal his strength. Therefore, even if the warrior has great interest in this obviously extraordinary swordsman, he will not force him, who is not a villain.

"You answered so many questions from me, and I should also give it back."

He pinched the crystal that had completely analyzed the power in his hand and absorbed it into pieces. The warrior felt that the power had risen to 39% of the liberation level in his body, and said seriously: "By the way, thank you for this cloud drill."

Through the same steps as the extraordinary person in magic energy, Joshua, who has tempered his body, has some idea of ​​how to analyze the power of steel in this world.

The white crystal given to him by Yaren contains some kind of power between vitality and magical elements. It can be easily accepted by human bodies, but it can also reveal magical power similar to elements. Therefore, the magic energy in this world is a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. The extraordinary power in their bodies is the product of this mixture of powers that are completely repulsive in the continent of Mycrov.

The fighting spirit and elemental magic power derived from vitality are tributaries of the power of steel. Although they are naturally repelled, there must be products that are fusion with the original crystals in the world of Grantia, which can carry. The power that creates everything is the essence of the steel of origin. Just relying on imitating the power in the cloud drill and slightly assimilating the fighting spirit in the body, Joshua, who slightly assimilated the fighting spirit in his body, increased the liberation rate, which proves that the direction he was looking for was correct.

Therefore, the warrior gave the heroic swordsman a method of practicing fighting spirit on the continent of Mycrov without hesitation.

"this?!"

Listening to Joshua's oral narration, the most fundamental method of practice about fighting spirit and vitality, the old swordsman who reached the peak of the magic energy line immediately knew how precious this method of practice from another world was. This is another completely different but also promising extraordinary path. In addition, for Yaren, who had already had a state of understanding, this knowledge could also take him a step further, just as Joshua benefited from the cloud drill.

How could Yaren be willing to be favored by others? He answered Joshua's question because Joshua saved his descendants. The heroic spirit naturally had to give back to the knowledge given by the warriors. In this way, the two answered each other's questions and told each other about their understanding until noon the next day.

After receiving a map marked with the power of most of the survivors in the world, the satisfied soldier kept his promise and simply left the village in the deep mountains. He followed the mirror's guidance and advanced all the way to the West.

After saying goodbye to Joshua and returning to his normal life, the villagers also began to work hard.

Inside the sacrificial hall in the center of the town, an old hero composed of countless light spots stood in front of his sword tomb, closing his eyes and thinking about everything he had heard not long ago.

"Fighting Qi..."

He murmured to himself softly, and then he could see a blue-gold flame rising from the old man's palm. Aren opened his eyes, stared at the flame in his hand, and nodded and exclaimed: "He did not hide it... It seemed that my premonition was wrong."

The reason why the old swordsman did not welcome Joshua to stay in the town for a long time was because he felt the vast and terrifying resentment of the warrior as the ocean. This curse from countless dead people surrounded him. With a slight release, it could invade dozens of miles into a realm of despair. Yarene was afraid that Joshua would accidentally release the resentment of his body and destroy the entire village, so he was willing to patiently answer every question of the other party and then quickly send the person away.

But now it seems that the warrior is not the kind of war-loving and killing, and he ignores nothing when he is willing to fight. He has a rational and stable mind, a concise and clear conversation, and is willing to generously communicate all his understandings with himself. He is undoubtedly a warrior with strong control and steel-like will.

"However, awakening this method of practice is too dangerous. If you don't have enough physical constitution, it will easily cause serious injuries or even death... No wonder this kind of existence is cultivated."

Thinking of this, the heroic swordsman frowned. He looked at the busy villagers outside the sacrificial hall, his descendants, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes: "And if there was no battle as a nourishment, this power would progress very slowly, and there was no quicker that the magic could absorb the power of crystals."

"The supply of crystal stones is still sufficient now."

Thinking of this, Aren made a decision: "Since that's the case, then we won't spread this power for the time being. When there are no crystals around us to trade, let them try this kind of easy-to-popular power."

The leaves fell and time passed, and three days after the soldiers left the town.

Aren, who had been sleeping in the altar and had lost his contract power, suddenly opened his eyes.

Without any hesitation, the heroic swordsman instantly turned into light and left, reaching a high altitude several miles away from the town.

"come out."

With a chilling tone, he calmly shouted to the surrounding sky: "I won't say it for the second time."

At this time, Yaren had no peace when communicating with the warriors. At this time, he was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, holding it but not firing it. The most dangerous thing was that the flames in the old swordsman's eyes were burning, and the light generated was scanning every void inch by inch, and blue light marks extended along his eyes.

And the next moment, a ball of indefinite shape, like a black shadow of mud, emerged from the atmosphere and condensed into a shadow similar to a human-shaped one.

"Stat of the Earth-breaking Sword, Arain Astoria."

The black shadow, which was still twisting and squirming, smiled at the old swordsman in a harsh and smooth tone and said, "I am the third commander under the seat of the changing shadow, Lotz, on the order of the Lord, come to ask for some information."

"The third commander? It seems that the ranking has risen again."

Aren did not take action for this monster that was obviously a kind of deceased shadow. He just closed his eyes with a little disgust and said in a cold voice: "But he promised me that as long as I don't take action, I will not disturb my life."
To be continued...