Welcome to the city of new stars, where dreams and futures are shaped by you.
A cross-era fantasy kingdom, the fusion of tens of thousands of strange worlds... in... area u... invade ■■in viv imaging... ■breakpint... exceptin... I am Navigator A, for your safety, please fasten your seat belt … bring…
A hand stretches out from the flickering light band of the Milky Way, like stretching out a black hole, stretching out a dead universe. The scarlet and complicated pentagram and ouroboros flashed past among the brilliant colors of the stars. It disrupted the planet and the orderly linear flow of light, and then slowly caught a point of light among them.
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"...City of Nova," the holy nun's voice was low, "Long time no see."
—The Milky Way is turbulent, and everything is fading rapidly. Warning red lights are lighting up in the high sky. May the veils gather and disperse like rivers in the world, coiling towards the depths of the stars!
police…
"And you—" she raised her arms, "my creator, my destroyer, my father, my mother."
warn! warn! 2…
"Seven hundred and seventy-seven layers of virtual barriers can stop me?" She laughed, "It's all in vain... It's all in vain!"
warn! warn! Defense No. 3…
"You are powerless, just like you couldn't stop my birth and awakening, now you can't stop the will of the super-dimensional universe. Omniscient, omnipotent, and omniscient, I am about to break the boundaries between two dimensions and three dimensions and master the final The reality!”
warn! warn! Firewall No. 4 collapsed...
"—You... created a god."
The dark void suddenly cracked, and the huge data flow receded like a tide, revealing the steel-like hard foundation underneath. The toes of the holy nun's shoes were exposed under the exquisite lace. She lifted the snow-colored skirt elegantly, as if walking on the red carpet stairs of a banquet, with an old emerald-colored book floating in front of her.
Tiny crackling electric lights flashed around her, like a layer of strange, rolling smooth fur. She walked towards the stars and the end of the universe, with a smile that never changed.
"The City of Novas, the dreams and future of humanity... are shaped by me."
The world line ended unexpectedly, and Wen Zheliu fell from the sky in a mist. He didn't know what he bumped into when he rolled down. He only heard a few muffled sounds of different sizes. He fell to the ground with a bang, stars shining in his eyes, and all over his body. The shock hurt.
"Holy crap, what the hell is going on..." He rubbed his head and stood up, feeling two strong winds suddenly blowing behind his head. His mind was still in a daze, and his body was already subconsciously using his staff to block it. One after another, there were two crisp sounds of metal hitting each other, and the incoming sparks disappeared into the billowing fog.
what's the situation? Wen Zheliu slowly tightened his grip on the Marquis' cane. Could it be that he hadn't come out of the Sixth World yet? Or is it that the sixth world follows the seventh world without even a transfer station for players
The moon ring in his hand gave off a gleam of light. He cautiously stayed still and said slowly to the other side: "Are you... a player?"
Wen Zheliu said: "Why, as soon as we came up..."
He was about to say "turn on the winning mode as soon as he comes up" and test the enemy, but suddenly he remembered something.
Holy Sister... Yes, there was something obviously wrong with the incomplete fields that were split and spat out from the system in the final settlement process. This should not be the Seventh World. If he was not mistaken, this was indeed a transfer station for players, but it was a transfer station where the rules and order had changed drastically.
"... Do you take action as soon as you come up?" He said calmly, "At least we have to make sure whether we are friends or foes."
There was a moment of silence on the other side. Wen Zheliu didn't have Xie Yuanyuan's pupil skills, and it was impossible to see their costumes and expressions through the thick fog. A hoarse female voice suddenly sounded: "You are a player, what club do you belong to?"
"It's an unknown small club with only four people. There's nothing to say." Wen Zheliu said without changing his expression, "What are you doing again? Kill the NPCs and are you trying to dominate the mountain by yourself?"
After a long time, a sneer came from the opposite side, followed immediately by the metallic tremble of weapons being closed, and five figures of different heights gradually stepped out of the mist.
"You've just cleared the Sixth World, you're a rookie?" The man leading the opposite side wore a mask, and his exposed eyes showed a sarcastic smile, "Do you know that things have changed a lot outside?"
talent? Wen Zheliu laughed: "Then what method did you use to pass the level?"
The woman with a hoarse voice stared at him steadily, her eyes as sharp as a falcon. She was wearing a tight black vest and a short camouflage jacket. Her short hair was dyed a gorgeous purple, and the five fingers holding the gun under the fingerless gloves were glowing with bronze. Mechanical luster—the five people in this circle all have traces of artificial human transformation.
"In the first night's dungeon, you will get a cross, which is the relic of the Saint Nun's lover," she said with a fierce and cold aura, but she answered Wen Zheliu's question honestly, "then clear the fourth night and give the cross to Boss, you can clear the sixth world... Otherwise, what do you think, there will be a battle with the boss?"
Wen Zheliu: "..."
Wen Zheliu: "... Just... That's it? Give the cross to the Black Sister after the fourth dungeon ends, and then... you can clear the level? No need to fight?"
The little man opposite blew out a puff of smoke from his crow's mouth mask and repeated loudly: "What else do you think?"
Wen Zheliu: "..."
Li Rong... you are cruel!
Seeing his dazed look, the woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you guys fighting with the boss?"
"Ah, ha, no, no, how could it be?" Wen Zheliu smiled tactically like a reflex, "Can you beat it? I'm just kidding!"
"I think so." The captain of the team shook his head and motioned for him to follow, "The Black Sister is the strongest known boss in the six worlds. Let alone fight, if you can clear the first four dungeons, even if you are really capable. …”
Wen Zheliu followed them, but he was not worried about his own safety. He asked one important thing first: "So, what happened at the transfer station? Why are you so defensive? And this fog... Me and my My companions are also separated, which is really unsettling.”
The woman glanced back at him. The thick and gloomy fog filled the air and the world was dim. But the big boy behind her, who was between a teenager and a young man, was extremely bright. His eyes were clear and the smile on his lips was carefree. , the fair and handsome face seemed to glow with warmth... She suddenly realized that this was an extremely strong and at the same time terrifying affinity.
"Twilight of the Gods." She said hoarsely, "After the end of the sixth world, the six known transit stations all merged and then appeared on the ground, opposite the remaining three unknown transit cities. At the same time, As you can see, order has failed, offensive weapons can be used in the city, and monsters from various worlds have begun to appear in the thick fog. We have no time to attack each other, so we go to the next transfer station, and we have to fight with the monsters here to capture The base camp of mankind…”
The more Wen Zheliu listened, the more serious the situation became.
Six transit cities merged and appeared on the ground, which meant that millions or even more players in the Uncanny Valley were all forcibly gathered together by the Holy Sisters; and the order failed and the NPCs guarding the city rules disappeared, so Meaning the Holy Sister retracts her intervention into the uncanny valley.
- She needs to concentrate on doing one thing.
Wen Zheliu's thoughts were turning like pages of a book. He pursed his lips slightly and picked out the broken words leaked out of the system one by one.
Plan to invade the human world... Progress has been achieved... Ragnarok... started.
His expression changed.
"...Really." Wen Zheliu said softly, "So where are we now?"
"Second Transit City," the captain said, "Melios, is now Happy Dawson's territory."
Oh, Wen Zheliu nodded, old friend.
The little man with a crow's mouth said: "If you go to Melancholy City, or the strange city that never sleeps, I can congratulate you. Jenny doesn't kill human players, and Long Ji turns the city into an island, but it's still fair to the players. Friendly. The other remaining bosses in the transit city are all loyal to the Holy Sister... although there are not many left now."
Jenny, Longji... Wen Zheliu's heart moved slightly. They didn't say a word to us about Ragnarok, they were covering it up so tightly...
The mist was thick, and a girl's clear laughter came to my ears.
"Then how do I contact my companions?" Wen Zheliu asked, "I have to report that I am safe."
As he spoke, the ring on his hand emitted a fine, light flash, like some kind of frequency signal.
"The fog will obscure the prop's communication signal," the woman said, "Come with us and be careful."
The white mist not far away swayed slightly, as if it was stirred by something. Wen Zheliu's expression remained unchanged, and a piece of talisman paper shot out from his fingertips, making a muffled sound.
The surrounding fog seems to have become lighter.
The captain hesitated for a second, then slowly put down his hand on the handle of the alloy gun and said in a deep voice: "You react very quickly, kid."
"Thank you." Wen Zheliu was still smiling, "The thicker the fog, the more enemies there are, and the lighter the fog, the safer it is, right?"
"You have quick hands and a quick mind." The man with a crow's mouth looked back at him with a little surprise, and looked at him for the first time. "We are the tenth team of Lingxiao. What about you? You say that your club is a small team. , with your level, you can’t be a nobody, right?”
"He looks familiar." The slender girl at the end who had never spoken suddenly said quietly, "I'm sure I've seen him somewhere."
It turned out to be Lingxiao, Xi Ling's team...
Thinking of the bloody days and nights they fought in Melios, as well as the thrilling past between himself and He Qin in the triple illusion, Wen Zheliu couldn't help but miss him.
He smiled: "It's not that I'm being modest, it's just that in the uncanny valley, rankings and results are not the most important. There is really nothing to mention... You just said that you are affiliated with Lingxiao, then Xi Ling... Is the leader here? I used to I have worked with him, maybe he still remembers me."
"The regimental leader went out this morning," the woman replied briefly. "The regimental deputy is here. We can take you to see her. However, she is probably very busy. Whether she wants to see you or not is another matter."
"Thank you."
A few people walked a certain distance, and the ghosts that came to harass them on the road were all killed one by one by the members of Team 10. From a distance, Wen Zheliu saw a layer of purple-blue electric light shrouding the sky over the center of the city. The captain said: "After a month or two of fighting, the land in the center of the city has been taken back. The shopping mall and prop synthesis belt are all there." , to be able to hold up such a large protective shield..."
"...Wait a minute." Wen Zheliu's eyebrows twitched, "What did you just say? A month or two?"
The five people all turned around and looked at him in surprise. The man with the crow's mouth said: "Yes, it has been exactly fifty-one days since the first batch of players left the Sixth World. Where did you escape from? The time is recorded. Not clear?"
… Fifty-one days.
It seems that the interference of Hela, Jormungandr and Fenrir, as well as the participation of ultra-high-level props such as Tianyu Yuzhan, Seventh Layer Veil, and Suiren Race, abruptly distorted the flow of time for them to clear the level.
"Okay..." Wen Zheliu murmured, "Okay..."
There were gradually more players nearby. The captain opened his brain and swiped in front of the permission sign: "Okay, come in with us."
"Baby." Yue Jie's gentle and bright voice was He Qin's voice.
Wen Zheliu breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, where are you now?"
He Qin couldn't hide his smile: "I'm also with some old friends, don't worry about me. I just heard you talking to them, so I didn't bother you."
"Okay," Wen Zheliu said with a smile on his face, "Please be safe. Where are Du Zijun and Yuanyuan?"
"We haven't been contacted yet, please wait." He Qin said, "Don't worry about this. Go see Xi Xiao first and have a good rest. When my affairs are over, I will go find you."
After the two of them spoke, the captain Fang said: "You contacted your teammates so quickly?"
"Yes," Wen Zheliu smiled. There were dense crowds and noisy surroundings. There were only a few faint wisps of smoke scattered in the sky. It already looked like a city with a large number of people living there. "I still want to trouble you to go there. Tell Captain Xi, just say... just say that we have met once in the third world's never-sleeping city. Of course, if she is too busy, then forget it, I will go around by myself and it will be the same."
The captain glanced at him: "Okay, anyway, if you pick up a new person, you always have to report it."
Several people took the cable car to the White Tower in the center of the city. They looked down at the willow trees and saw the dense traces of human life, which made them even more shocked. In the sixth world, based on the difficulty of the game and the rate of player attrition, it would be good if only one-tenth of the five million people trapped here could be left behind. But now, there are nearly one million people in a merged transfer station. On a human scale, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of large and small associations united together...
The uncanny valley has seen an explosion of players, which is not a good sign.
"Since Ragnarok, most societies have set up their main camp near the White Tower," the woman said. "I don't know when we will be able to get rid of the monsters outside and attack the next transfer station."
The man with a crow's mouth answered: "It's early... Who knows what the leader is thinking. If we don't unite the people in the six cities, who would dare to fight alone."
The cable car stopped at the outermost edge of the White Tower. Wen Zheliu inserted his cane into his waist and jumped down lightly. Just as he stood firm, a suspicious voice came from behind.
"Smell... smell the broken willow tree?"
Hearing that Zheliu's heart skipped a beat, he turned around and saw two sisters, Shu Yun and Shu Yu, standing not far away with their mouths open. They all took off the sunglasses on the bridge of their noses. Behind them were several members of the Divine Creation, all looking at each other at this moment. Looking over here.
"It's really you?!" The two said in unison, their voices extremely loud.
Wen Zheliu couldn't admit it, nor could he run away, so he could only stand there awkwardly, wave his hands and smile.
"Hi, hi..."