After battling amidst a blazing hot match, the team that consists of 5 advanced mobile legends players faces an unexpected chaos. A malevolent entity that wishes to destroy humanity appeared from inside the game to the real world.

Sebastian, Andre, Becca, Emily, and Rocco were possessed by a soul filled with strong magic. They transformed from a human into a hero -- S.A.B.E.R. Squad.

Will they be able to perform their roles properly? Will they succeed in their difficult missions?

Read and find out what will happen to them and to the world.

(Cover photo is temporary... or final 'cause I'm too lazy.)

Captain america: " Commander! the roaring commando is in place!"
iron man:"you are my godfather?!"
wolverine:…
underworld, avatar, etc
in a science fiction the world of the movie shuttles, and at the same time quietly changes the real world.
a dark mech slowly landing on the platform.
"boss, the press conference is about to begin

"Watch properly, put this rough end here and carefully insert it into the hole." Xu Yi took a half finished screw bolt and put it on the capping machine, "You have to pay attention to this next part. After you put it in, you must move away from the capping machine and you definitely cannot put your hand in. Otherwise, once the machine starts, it will destroy your entire hand, do you understand?"

Around Xu Yi were the hundred slaves Viscount Leslie had temporarily lent him. They were seriously listening to Xu Yi, nodding to signify they understood.

"Good, next you press down on this switch." Xu Yi reached out to softly press the on button for the capping machine.

The flowing light green and scarlet red light signaling magic flowing lit up and the head of the capping machine fell down.

"Hong——"

The sudden explosive sound caused the surrounding slaves to jump back in fright. Some of the more timid slaves even squatted down as their bodies trembled.

"Don't be afraid, it's not an explosion! Get up and look!" Xu Yi reprimanded, trying his best to regain order among the slaves.

Under the gazes of the slaves, Xu Yi took out the half finished screw from the hole of the capping machine, raising it to show everyone.

"Do you see this? This side of the screw has a cross shaped groove on it, that means that the product is finished. What you need to do now is check to see if the cross shaped groove matches the requirements." Xu Yi took out an iron stick with a cross shaped tip and placed it into the head of the screw bolt, which fit perfectly, "Do you see this? If this stick can fit inside, it means that it meets the requirements and it can be taken to the next part of the process."

The slaves nodded like they understood and didn't understand at the same time.

To people like them who had positions as slaves, magic was not something they could touch at all. Not to mention a machine that seemed this complicated and mysterious. If it were normal times, they wouldn't even have the chance to touch this machine, not to mention operating it.

But since they came here, Heinz under Xu Yi's orders had treated the slaves impartially and was very comprehensive about their living conditions. This filled the hearts of the slaves with gratitude towards Xu Yi and Heinz, therefore when Xu Yi had three slaves come forward to attempt controlling the machine, even if they had hearts filled with fear of the machine, they still obediently came forward to operate it.

Actually, the controls for the capping machine was very simple and these slaves had normal intelligence. Under Xu Yi's personal guidance, they overcame their fear of the machine and quickly learned how to operate it.

Seeing the three slaves he picked out gradually become more proficient, Xu Yi nodded in satisfaction. He had the three of them keep working before bringing the rest of the slaves to another machine.

"Compared to the previous machine, this Magic Thread Rolling Machine is a bit more complicated, so you have to watch properly. You can't make any small mistakes."

Xu Yi picked out five slaves and demonstrated to them how to operate the Magic Thread Rolling Machine. He made sure that they didn't have any problems.

After demonstrating how to use the Magic Thread Rolling Machine, Xu Yi brought the remaining slaves to one final machine.

This was made with a cooperation between Xu Yi and Master Lanus, it was the newly made Miniature Magic Punch Press.

"This machine is relatively simple to operate, but it is much more dangerous than the other two machines. If you don't pay attention, there wouldn't be a problem turning your entire body into a meat patty, so you have to be seriously careful." Since these slaves didn't have any knowledge of how dangerous these magic machines were, Xu Yi had to warn them first. He proposed a set of very strict work guidelines to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"Watch properly, place this iron sheet here first. You have to be careful, this iron sheet has to perfectly fit into the model, there can't be any cracks at all. Next, you close the model and move back a bit before pressing the on switch."

"Peng——"

The Miniature Magic Punch Press's two giant sides crushed together and the lat iron sheet under the giant pressure turned into a half circular Magic Fan outer cover.

This Miniature Magic Punch Press was naturally used to create batches of Magic Fan outer covers.

In this new workshop that had only been built for two days, there were five different kinds of magic machines that were responsible for making the different parts of the second generation Magic Fan.

With the help of these machines, the requirement for human skill was lowered, so Xu Yi could finally give up on those blacksmiths in Banta City. Just based on the slaves Viscount Leslie gave him, he could produce the Magic Fans.

Of course, the Magic Array that was the core of the Magic Fan still required the students to finish.

After he finished teaching these slaves how to operate the machines, Xu Yi had the slaves scatter and he taught them how to assemble a single Magic Fan from the components.

If assembling the complete Magic Fan was a very complicated process, then after separating them into several parts, it became incomparably simple.

One group of slaves only needed to learn how to put together a few pieces, another group needed to learn how to thread iron wire into the same place and form a protective net, and another group had an even more simple job which was to put in the screw bolts…..

These slaves hadn't undergone any learning at all, so their understanding abilities weren't too high, but as long as their intelligence was normal, they could grasp this simple work without any problems.

Xu Yi worked all morning and these slaves began to familiarize themselves with their work. The entire workshop was filled with an intense working environment.

Xu Yi happily looked at his achievement and gave a satisfied nod.

Next, as long as the number of workers were adjusted based on their efficiency, the entire line would proceed much more smoothly.

As for this work, of course it was given to Heinz as the plant manager to handle, it didn't need Xu Yi to personally care about this.

Seeing the slaves become more and more familiar with the controls of the machines, Xu Yi suddenly realized that he seemed to have neglected a superiority he had on the Sines Continent.

Compared to the highly developed industrial system on earth, perhaps there were many things the Sines Continent couldn't compare to.

But there was one superiority where earth lacked far behind the Sines Continent.

That was energy.

Earth's main energy sources are petroleum, coal, water, wind, solar, nuclear energy, and etc…...

Of these energy sources, whether it was using petroleum, coal, or the developing nuclear energy technology, they all had one fatal flaw. That was the fact that they were serious pollutants.

In any industrialized country on earth, the environment would suffer from the pollution and destruction caused by this industrialization. Finally, they would have to spend a large amount of manpower and effort to restore the environment.

As for hydro, wind, and solar power that had few pollutants, because their energy efficiency was low, they couldn't be brought into the mainstream.

Compared to this, the magic machines that Xu Yi was currently researching used Magic Arrays as their driving source. To keep these Magic Arrays working, one needed to use Magic Crystals.

No matter what kind of Magic Array it was, after the Magic Crystal consumed the magic inside, it would become a normal piece of stone. It wouldn't create any pollution at all.

Even the High Grade Magic Crystal, it was completely condensed from magic. So if all the magic inside was consumed, the Magic Crystal would then disappear and wouldn't leave a single trace, so naturally there also wouldn't be any pollution at all.

Other than that, Magic Crystals also had a bigger advantage which was that there was a higher energy efficiency.

Just a very small piece of Magic Crystal was enough to support the Magic Fan for three entire days. If one were to switch it out for a normal electric fan on earth, it would take at least three kilowatts of electricity.

Converting this three kilowatts of energy, according to the standard on earth, one would need to burn one kilogram of coal. At the same time, one would release as high as four kilograms of carbon dioxide emissions.

Based on the energy conversion and the scale of pollution, the Magic Crystal had an unparalleled advantage.

Not to mention that because of the low industrial base of the Sines Continent, the consumption of the Magic Fan Xu Yi made far surpassed the electric fans of earth that had been improved many times.

If this aspect could match the standard of earth, then the Magic Crystal consumption would be even lower.

As for the Magic Crystal? It could be found almost everywhere on the Sines Continent. Just Banta City alone had three large scale Magic Crystal Mines.

Moreover, since the Magic Crystals were very common, other than those high quality Magic Crystal Ores, the normal Magic Crystal Ores were basically ignored by everyone.

"Heinz, go buy some more Magic Crystal Mines." Xu Yi suddenly said to Heinz beside him who had been watching the slaves work.

"Ha? Why are you suddenly buying more Magic Crystal Mines?" Even if he was already accustomed to Xu Yi's sudden and random thought process, Heinz was still stunned, "If you want Magic Crystals, we can just buy them from other companies. If we were mine it ourselves, the cost will probably be even higher."

"No, we must buy some mines. We need to do our best to buy more and more." Xu Yi seriously said, "Remember, for things like energy, there will be less the more we use. No matter what, it's best if we can control it ourselves."

Heinz looked at Xu Yi with narrowed brows, not knowing why he suddenly had this kind of thought.

But he also understood that his foresight couldn't compare to Xu Yi. Since he already made this decision, he must have his own reasoning.

"Alright, I'll go take care of it."

Xu Yi grabbed Heinz's shoulder and urged in a deep voice, "Remember, this matter must be handled quickly and as secretly as possible, understood?"

Heinz couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Secretly? This was something that wasn't worth mentioning, was there a need to keep it a secret?

Sui Xiong valued friendship very much. Since he had decided to be friends with the dwarfs, he would no longer treat them as business partners.
So he invited the Rune God with a smile, "Would you like to visit my factory? I just built it."
The Rune God was certainly interested in that. The Void Mask had always been mysterious, but he had never done something blindly. Since he had introduced the factory so proudly, there must be something special about it.
Thus, they went to the newly built factory and looked around carefully.
"It's wonderful!" The Rune God had been a master of mining, smelting and forging before he became a god, so he found the advantages of the factory at once. "Though these means, the best iron ore can be selected. Then when it comes to iron making, the quality of the steel will be very good!"
"That's right," Sui Xiong laughed and said. "Generally speaking, to make high-quality equipment, we need good steel, and that certainly needs high-quality iron ore. Before the process of iron making, those experienced miners and blacksmiths should carefully select the best ore to make good iron and then forge good equipment. But through my mineral processing factory, the selected iron ore is absolutely the best, and it takes very little time to do it. That is equivalent to having a group of top workers helping me to select the better ore, and with the blast furnace, we will get the best steel!"
"Of course!" The Rune God nodded, and his eyes turned bright. "The best steel comes from the best iron ore!"
"With all due respect, the quality of iron ore in your Republic of Northwest is still not good enough. Although this processing method is used, the final product is still slightly brittle, isn't it? You have to find ways to reprocess it, right?" the Rune God smiled and asked. "But if the iron ore from our Mountain of Broken Clouds is used, you will get the best ore in the world and then be able to make the best iron in the world!"
Sui Xiong was surprised at that. He had never paid attention to the quality of iron ore.
So he simply took the Rune God to Palin to find out more about that.
Sui Xiong and the Rune God did not hide who they were. Learning that the famous Rune God was coming, Palin and the craftsmen were very excited, especially several dwarf craftsmen. If there was wine next to them, they would surely have a good drink to celebrate.
When the Rune God spoke of his speculation, Palin and the craftsmen nodded with praise.
"You're right! In the past, the iron produced in our four towns has been somewhat brittle and so has the iron produced with the new machine this time. But we did a small experiment to mix various things into the hot iron and finally found a solution to the problem," Palin said. "Generally speaking, as long as several special minerals are added and melted in the hot iron in certain proportions, the hot iron will be purified and the final steel won't be brittle anymore."
The Rune God nodded slightly and did not ask questions like what minerals were used, what the proportion was and how to add them, etc.
As a craftsman, he knew the rule of this industry and respected it very much. Since this technology was invented by Palin and his friends through hard work, it was supposed to be their secret. If he wanted to know it, he should pay enough to exchange for it.
Moreover, he did not need this technology at all. The iron ore that the dwarfs got from the Mountain of Broken Clouds was much better in quality than that from the Ashes Woods, so there was no need to purify it like this.
Then they went to see the smelting of the blast furnace.
The finely selected, top-grade iron ore and various carefully calculated ingredients were put into the blast furnace, and then it was ignited and blasted. With the help of magic, the heat of the leftover coke was fully exerted, and soon, the furnace's temperature rose to a very high level.
The mortals couldn't see through the furnace wall, so Palin and others had to use magic to observe what was going on in the furnace, but Sui Xiong and the Rune God could directly see with their eyes. They saw that the iron ore was gradually melting, and the impurities and those added ingredients were combined together and then turned into a foam-like slag, floating on the hot iron.
Palin had to dump the slag out when it accumulated to a certain amount of slag, so it was inevitable for some hot iron to be wasted in the process. However, every time the slag was removed, the hot iron became purer.
Finally, when Palin thought it was ok, he stopped heating. He poured the pure-enough hot iron into the prepared trough. Then the red-hot iron soon cooled down, turned into dark red hot steel, and eventually became a slightly rougher steel plate.
This kind of steel plate needed to be polished smoothly before stamping. In order to demonstrate the whole process to the Rune God in a short time, Palin just used the steel plate that he had made before.
The solid steel plate was firmly fixed on the base, and then the chain was moved by flowing water to lift the hammer slowly. The hammer would then fall down heavily.
After a loud bang, the steel plate turned into the shape of the main part of the breastplate.
"That's how it works!" The Rune God fully understood. "Technically speaking, it is not so difficult to learn, but the most precious part is the concept and idea behind it!"
The Rune God then asked curiously, "Who invented this method to use the power of the flowing water to lift a heavy hammer and stamp the steel plate directly into the shape of a breastplate?"
"His Majesty, the Void Mask, of course," Palin answered.
The Rune God smiled. He was not particularly surprised at that. No matter what the Void Mask did, the Rune God would not be surprised at all.
Having seen the wonderful mineral processing factory just now, the Rune God had known that Sui Xiong was a master of crafting. Then what was so strange about a master who could invent a mineral processing machine to make a hydraulic press?
The main part of the breastplate consisted of several pieces of armor plates on the chest and back. As for the supporting shoulder protectors, they were also made by this hydraulic press, but that could not be demonstrated today; the hydraulic press needed to be specially adjusted to make different armor plates.
Palin usually adjusted the hydraulic press once a few days and produced a lot of armor plates at a time. If the quality of the armor plate was good, they would be assembled into armor. If the quality was not good, they would be sent to another smaller blast furnace to heat up into hot iron, and then they would be processed into steel plates again.
That had already been a complete process, so Sui Xiong did not intend to make any changes to it.
After looking at how to make armor plate with the hydraulic press, they finally came to the armor assembly workshop. Several experienced craftsmen and some young workers were busy here. Some armor plates and other materials for assembling were piled up here, and there were also some finished products.
Each of these finished products was as plain as Sui Xiong had seen before. However, these pieces of armor were neatly displayed, sending out a naturally cool atmosphere that made people feel respected.
"This is the most important thing in the country!" The Rune God looked at the armor in neat rows and looked back at the series of blast furnaces as well as the factory. He couldn't help but praise with admiration, "This is really the most important thing in the country!"


In the world, there were gods who obeyed the rules, whether good or evil. But there were also evil gods who defied the rules. 
When a traverser was confronted by the rules that he could never conform to, the resulting collision marks the beginning of the story of an evil god…
This is the story of a good man who transformed into a great jellyfish, then traversed his world to arrive at a world of swords and magic. His journey of searching and exploring eventually led to him remaking nature and changing the world. 

There were three types of currency in the Great Han Empire: gold, silver, and copper coins. Copper coins were an alloy of copper, aluminium, lead, and nickel. The production of copper coins were completely managed by the imperial court. The local authorities and the wealthy did not have the right to manufacture copper coins. That would be a heavy crime, and it was rare for anyone to want to take such risks.
But gold and silver coins were different. These two were precious metals. If the local governments and wealthy people had enough gold and silver, they could melt and create their nuggets. This would create a lot of chaos. Quite a few greedy people mixed metals that easily mixed with silver such as lead and aluminum into the nuggets.
In practicality, there were a lot of drawbacks to using natural gold nuggets and silver pieces as coins. This was very detrimental to commercial development. To a random merchant in Pingxi Prefecture for example, the merchants had to have keen eyes and use their senses to feel if the weight and color of the gold and silver they got were genuine when receiving payment. If they were certain about its quality, the second thing they would do was weigh the gold and silver on the scale to confirm the weight. For the third step, if they needed to find change, then the owner would often use iron scissors and cut the silver into small pieces.
If the silver quality wasn't good, then when the merchants saw it they could either not take it or take it at a discount. This would cause a lot of discord. Often, people would fight over one gram of silver and how accurate the scale was or how good the quality of the silver was.
The imperial court couldn't deal with such matters so they could only let it be.
There was also a small number of silver and gold coins on the market but they weren't truly gold and silver coins. It's just that when some wealthy families were smelting their gold, they made it into the shape of the copper coins. These coins were very coarse and were weighted differently. Many of them were marked with longevity, fortune, happiness, and such words that the wealthy families used to flaunt their status.
The wealthy and elite of the Great Han Empire didn't understand the meaning of forging gold and silver coins, but for Yan Liqiang, turning gold and silver into coins contained a huge fortune, or the power to make money.
If the coins the Qiyun Protectorate Office released flowed in the market and became a currency that everyone was willing to accept and the credibility was built up, their prospects would be huge.
However, no one in the Great Han Empire could see the point of this yet. Perhaps people thought of forging coins, but they didn't have the technology to do so.
But for Yan Liqiang, this wasn't a problem at all as he only needed one money-making machine to forge coins. A hydraulic press printing machine wasn't hard for Yan Liqiang to make since he had the blueprint in his brain. Thiemachine's structure was simpler than a steam engine and didn't have complex parts while it was also durable and effective. The ones he saw in his past life could still be used after 100 years of use.
Yan Liqiang had already envisioned the coins he would release. All the coins would have the primary value of one unit as the foundation. One silver piece was ten silver coins, and one gold piece was ten gold coins. This was easy to use and calculate…
He had only given the blueprint to the manufacturing bureau for a few days. The worksmiths were probably still figuring out the secrets behind the press but Yan Liqiang believed that in a few days, the manufacturing bureau would be able to place the first coin pressing machine in front of him.
…...
When the sun fell, Yan Liqiang's carriage finally stopped.
The door opened and Qian Su and Lu Wenbing got off first. Then, Yan Liqiang organized his clothes and hopped off.
Outside the carriage was the Yingwei County town hall. The guards stood on the two sides surrounding the streets. Quite a few citizens looked around. The officials along with Fu Changde stood orderly at the gates. Seeing Yan Liqiang come down, Fu Changde led all the officials to bow, "Yingwei County Magistrate Chang Lu greets the Protectorate General…"
In order to prevent people from guessing who he was and dropping the vigilance of the Shatu Seven Tribes onto the new Qiyun Protectorate Office, Fu Changde hadn't been using his real name. No one knew his real name other than Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang glanced at Fu Changde and then quite a few familiar faces among the officials and smiled, "Lord Chang, do you like this official uniform?"
"I knew Protectorate General was coming today so I put on this official uniform. Usually, I feel this uniform is quite uncomfortable — it's not as good as the lambskin jackets…" Fu Changde smiled.
"Okay, since you don't like this uniform then I'll allow you to not wear it even when you see me!"
"Thank you, Protectorate General!"
Looking up at the tattered doors, Yan Liqiang felt his stomach, "Alright, let's go inside and talk. Lord Qian, Lord Lu, and I have spent the day on the road, our stomachs are very hungry, let's eat dinner first…"
"Dinner is ready, lords please come!" Chang Lu said and then bowed before leading them in.
Chang Lu knew Yan Liqiang's habit. He knew that Yan Liqiang didn't like to be ostentatious so the dinner he prepared to greet Yan Liqiang was only abundant not lavish.
After dinner, Yan Liqiang rested in the official dorms at the back and Fu Changde with Situ Feixing who wore ordinary police uniforms came into Yan Liqiang's room…
After the two sat down, Yan Liqiang asked straight up, "How's the contact with the Black Ram people?"
Situ Feixing licked his lips and looked at Yan Liqiang with some respect, "Young Master is very wise. The Black Ram people took the bait. After getting some benefits, their appetite is getting bigger and bigger…"


The most precious things in the world are priceless. Ordinary men tend to turn a blind eye to this fact. Apart from the treasured air, sunlight, and familial love, there is still one more thing that’s extremely valuable. It’s right beside you and can be easily obtained. But... I wonder whether you can see it?

The village didn't lack food or warm clothes thanks to three hunters and his linen. Aron started slowly drew blueprints for instruments and interesting tools from the modern world. 
'I instructed people to take care of their hygiene… water doesn't kill bacteria on their hands…' He needed to recreate a soap.
'Soap…' The simplest soap was a combination of lye and oil with possible additions. Aron cooked with usage of lard from animals, he didn't want use entire oil on this because animals' growth was slower than plant's growth. There were many plants with possibility of oil extraction, so he decided to build oil press.
Aron needed to build blast furnace to process iron into steel, he decided to postpone it to late autumn. Oil press could be built with simple iron or copper, and he could simply smelt it and built a better version later in future.
'Oil press…making a lye…i won't achieve hard soap right now…'His current capabilities could create lye solution with of potassium hydroxide lye, for hard soaps sodium hydroxide lye was better. 
'I need electricity. First things…are first. Let's go with liquid soap and slowly build a blast furnace.' Aron couldn't build those things in a middle of nowhere. Steel will be his trump card and letting someone stole would be at least stupid. 
'I am weak. When you are barely protecting your own life…you cannot protect your wealth and dignity.' It was simple line of thought, this world had things beyond his comprehension. There are many monsters and superintelligent creatures. Martial artists or mages, he couldn't hold a candle for any of them yet.
His oil press was simple meat mincer, he added some holes to let oil drip into a collector with a filter. The use was simple, so he could introduce this work for few villagers.
It took him some time to put this tool together in fully functioning machine, he took out the flax seeds and started extraction process. 
Flaxseed oil will be great for soap making, and some simple cooking uses. The trail was successful, so he decided to a built couple of those in workshop area. 
He decides to use one of the rooms in his mansion for this process, and ordered another construction inside of a village.
'There is more 'factories' in this village. I don't need to care about this anyway. This area will be rebuilt in future…' The four villages needed to fuse into one city, many buildings needed to be upgraded to brick or stone. The change will be slow and he couldn't leave settlers without roof above their heads.
The next thing was lye making, and it was pretty simple thing. He needed a big wooden barrel filled with three layers. First two layers were created from stones and straw, while the rest of the container was filled with ashes from hard wood. The entire process will need holes on a bottom to let lye water come out and fell into glass container. The potassium hydroxide is caustic and corrosive, so he needed to be careful. The final ingredient was rain water, ashes needed to be wet. He needed to test personally how much water was needed for this process to instruct people later.
Another thing, he needed was distilled water. The distillation will be good for his another project, he wanted to recreate some of the alcohols from Earth. 
The process of making of liquid soap wasn't hard after getting all ingredients. The first step was to boil oil for four hours with high heat. His second step was to add lye mixed in distilled water, stirring it up to fuse it into mixture. The heat needed to be suppressed to low and boil like this for another six hours. The mixture will become clear and its consistency will be similar to thick honey. It was time to pour more distilled water to dissolve the mixture. The last step is pouring dissolved mixture into water jugs and letting it age for four weeks. 
The right recipe needed experimentation as every oil reacted differently with lye. He created few trial mixtures and left them in workshop area. Few hours outside will be days inside of space, so he could find the right recipe in no time. 
His archer profession reached maximum level and he got 3 possible paths to advance. The first option was becoming Great Archer, it was more advanced version of an archer without many interesting features.
Second option was Long Bow Archer, it could be considered as specialization for long distance shooting. It was like a modern-day sniper among the medium range archers, and Aron didn't need to shoot further than 100 meters. 
Third and most tempting option was Ranger, it was like spec ops of archer division. Mobile killing with skill to fight in close quarters and rotate on a battlefield if needed. Fast and accurate, it was perfect advancement for Aron. He was fighting on both close and long distance. 
[Great Archer]
[Boost: +0.5 STR, +0.5 DEX, +0.5 END, +0.5 PER]
[Level Cap: 20]
[Long Bow Archer]
[Boost: +0.7 STR, +0.4 DEX, +0.7 END , +1 PER]
[Level Cap: 20]
[Ranger]
[Boost: +0.6 STR, +0.6 END, +0.6 DEX, +0.6 PER]
[Level Cap: 25]
'Let's go with ranger! It has techniques made for me.' His fighting needed to be adaptive and a ranger was best solution. His target was to gain proficiency in multiple professions at the same time. 
[Skill Ranger's footwork generated]
[Skill Adaptive Fighting]
[Adaptive Fighting]
[Desc: User adapts to a current environment. For example if he cannot change a weapon, he uses a current weapon in melee combat.]
This skill was pretty useful in case of inability to summon other weapon, and he could fight with bow as weapon or anything in surroundings. It sounded simple, but using things and using them proficiently was two different things.
'I got Battle instinct from a quest.' It was one of greatest things, and he got from quest. Having good battle instinct made his battle way easier, it was a subconscious booster of his accuracy and decision making. 
'If I met Robert now. He would be dead meat in seconds.' His overall strength increased and what's more important his skill with weapons was getting better every day. Aron was using a random weapon during their battle, and he wasn't proficient with it. The battle would go differently if he was skilled in any of used weapons. 
Battles in simulations allowed him to see all his shortcomings, and the most interesting battles were actually with himself. The easiest way to spot flaw in your fighting style was to fight someone with exact the same style.
Aron left space and sat on chair in deep thoughts, and he needed to visit city soon. Anything he will get in city will later become his own product with space powers. 
BANG! BANG! Someone was pounding at his doors with great strength. Aron opened door and saw Rirak with worried expression.
Rirak was a strong warrior, so a problem was serious as he came to Aron. 


Death...The cold feeling of being dead.
The scientist tried to create a genetic serum to break away from humanity was killed and transmigrated into the world called Destia. The only thing that will help him survive, will be a mysterious system.
[I am not a native English speaker.]
[I don't own the cover picture.]
[Writing quality might change with time as I edit a chapter or my ability to improve.]
[It's a polygamy story.]
[My time is limited! I am a university student.]
[I try to release min 1 chapter daily.]
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When analyzing houses, you should carefully look at the bricks, not only in the presence of brands of manufacturers. But also check each brick with a pointer. Since sometimes in the bricks themselves, coins can be hidden. Inogia was done in factories as a tribute to the master. And sometimes they did it in a brick, the bookmark was gold and silver coins, precious stones.

In those days, search technologies were not as advanced as they are now. For example, cameras already exist that allow you to see through walls, iron structures, non-ferrous metal and people. True, so far their cost is about 50-100 thousand. dollars. That is, they are available for specialists from large organizations and not private owners like us. Noticed, historian. Such cameras appeared 10 years ago, probably after another 10 years they will cost a reasonable $ 1,000. In the meantime, we use metal detectors, sometimes geophysical equipment, allowing us to afforestation foundations and fields for the presence of voids beneath them. We rent equipment from geophysicists as business contract work. And they feel good, the money goes to salaries and bonuses and we feel good, we are studying history!

If there is a path in the house, as I said earlier from stone, marble, bricks, granite, do not shed a walk with a metal detector. Sometimes, there you can find coins that once fell from one of the pockets, and sometimes a cache with a treasure of coins. Usually, such caches are small. So that you can quickly get money, the main thing is under your feet, close, but on the other hand there are few who think of looking there.

As said earlier, it is worth looking under the wooden floorboards or under the brickwork of the stairs. In Europe, there were generally entrances to secret rooms, and in the East they hid treasures, as well as under the window. They made a recess in the wall, upholstered with boards, wrapped money, jewelry, manuscripts in a rag in it. Especially old-regime when the new regime destroyed the remnants of cultural heritage, be it icons or manuscripts in Latin, Arabic script.

In old houses, during their analysis, sometimes such treasures are discovered, their owners either could not return for them or considered it necessary to keep their secret. Keep ignorant of their descendants.

So, for example, one incident covered in the press, an old man of about 62, was sorting a house. He wanted to sell a plot in the center of the city, land ... on which stood an old house. It was built by his grandfather, his father lived in it, who was the foreman of the infantry battalion, he fought in World War II, reached Kineksberg, and ended the war there. He returned home in 1947.

The old man, his son, was dismantling the house to sell the bricks separately, iron separately ... when I was dismantling the wall, I found there a Walter pistol with three clips of cartridges in an oiled rag. As well as two small paintings by Dutch artists of the 17th century. Can part of the lost world collections of missing after the Second World War, are in old houses? Who knows?

The paintings were not so valuable, and time did not spare them ... but the old man handed the gun to the police, and the weapon went to the police museum. Walter was released in 1942. Such finds do not please search engines. Probably, the father of that old man didn't surrender the captured weapons in time, for some reason left him.

It turns out that cars returning from the war, with captured weapons, were not checked by the counterintelligence service and the police. Therefore, the streets of cities and villages from 1945 to 1957 were full of trophy daggers, knives, pistols, rifles, machine guns and even machine guns, grenades, and lemon. Only in 1957, the police began to collect these weapons, surrendered voluntarily. Someone threw him into rivers or lakes, but someone hid the old man like that father. Such finds are sometimes found during the demolition of old buildings built in the 30-50s of the 20th century, in the city center.

Also, the attention of search engines should be paid to bridges over rivers, usually under them, inside them old coins can be preserved in walls or wooden decks. And even small treasures. Including it is worth walking a metal detector near bridges of 10 cm and up to 10 meters. Caches were hidden near them.

In the channels of small clay city canals between houses on the street, sometimes you can also find coins. These are not treasures, apparently just lost coins. But there are silver ones, 1900 - 1920s. For which you can earn from 5 to 55 dollars per coin. It is very rare to find 10 gold rubles of the tsarist time, if these canals are located on a building street of the late 19th century. 1 such coin costs at least $ 500.

And so more new coins of Small-An, or the second empire, bottle caps, nails, tin cans, buttons, spoons, forks, penknives and other rubbish.

When searching, 60 percent is iron garbage. About 30 percent are buttons and other interesting metal gizmos, keys, some remnants of mechanisms, pocket and wrist watches, gears. The remaining 10 percent falls on coins.

But it all depends on the area of ​​search and location, sometimes the percentage ratio gives an advantage in the direction of coins or buttons.

By the way, metal buttons also cost money, from 3 cents to 300 dollars. Sometimes there are old - silver or even golden buttons, nobles of the Principality of Small-An, 18-19 centuries. But more often the iron or copper buttons of the regiments and battalions of the first and second empires. Less often, Austria-Hungary, Germany, France, Japan. Since prisoners of war, arrived in the camps from 1915 to 1927 and from 1945 to 1956. The first and second world war.

In Small-An, there were several camps for prisoners of war, first Belgians, Poles, Hungarians, Italians, Romanians, Astriaks, Germans. After the Japanese. In the old cemeteries there are even monuments dedicated to deceased prisoners of war in European and Japanese languages. Small-An was already a colony of the first and then the second empires. And in these territories there were also prisoner of war camps. Which participated in the construction of houses and agricultural work. Some of the prisoners of war never returned home. They stayed to live in Small An, and their descendants lived up to the beginning of the 70-80-90s of the last century. And then who remained alive, their grandchildren left for the homeland of their ancestors.

We even had a professor in mathematics, An Italian, and a great Boxing coach from the USA, who came to us in the 30s and died in the 70s, 20th centuries.

But we are a little off topic. So in our cities, you can meet buttons from other countries.

But in the fields, especially in small remnant mountains, near water sources, it is sometimes found to find cartridges of the beginning of the civil war of the 20-30s of the 20th century. As well as coins of the British, German and First Empires of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Sometimes placers of silver rupees or Persian paise.

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The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

"I got it!" Ye Ci immediately pushed Llaesnyffan at Ciel when she snatched the Scepter of Life from the air. She the rolled to her left and bounded off the platform like an arrow. 

"The ground is completely ruined. Be careful where you land, or you might actually die." the platform was 30 yards above the ground. A character without a high level of Agility and Balance would never survive such a fall. However, character classes like the Hunter, Rogue, and Ranger with high Agility and Balance could easily survive if they chose their landing spot well. 

Ye Ci landed just as Fleeting Time finished his sentence. She skidded off the side of a jagged mound, avoiding the sharp protruding rubble, and began making her way to Fleeting Time. 

Her quick movements brought her within range of the Iron Warrior in the blink of an eye, and she immediately unslung her bow and took aim at the giant machine, launching attacks after attacks on the weird patterns engraved on the machine's chest. 

Without the power from the Gem of Life, the Iron Warrior proved to be a paper tiger. Its defensive and offensive capabilities were drastically reduced, and the machine itself would even lose health as time passed. This, however, was not much of a good news to the duo. 

The palace was at the brink of collapsing. Chunks of the roof rained down into the throne room. A hit from one of these debris would be enough to kill either one of them with a single blow. 

The duo was forced to constantly dodge falling debris as they continued their battle with the Iron Warrior. "Where's De'frei? He was well and alive before the fight started. Where did he go?" 

With her attention previously focused on Ciel, Ye Ci lost track of De'frei during the battle. Fleeting Time who had been fighting against the Iron Warrior, however, had an answer to her question. "You'll see a Goblin that had already passed out if you pay close attention to the Iron Warrior's head." 

Ye Ci stared intently at the Iron Warrior's head, and spotted a crown. It was not a mere decorative ornament, but the cockpit of the machine. De'frei was controlling the Iron Warrior from that spot before he was knocked unconscious by the Iron Warrior's erratic movements when it was powered by the Gem of Life. 

"I think the palace will collapse once we defeat the Iron Warrior. How do we get out of here?" this question was a cause of great concern for Ye Ci. She was not willing to lose her life in the Western Continent, especially if she was about to complete the exploration of this dungeon. 

"De'frei will regain his consciousness soon enough." replied Fleeting Time calmly. 

"How do you know about that?" 

"A system timer appeared on my screen when you were on the platform. He's going to wake up in around 10 seconds. I'm pretty sure the devs will not make this place a complete death trap. There must be a way out." replied Fleeting Time calmly as he fought on against the Iron Warrior. 

You can say that because you left the game 3 years after it was launched. If you held on for two more years, you would've experience how ridiculously difficult a dungeon could be. thought Ye Ci to herself. She could still remember a dungeon where members of the same party were required to die at least thrice in the dungeon before they could unlock an achievement that would allow them to finally clear the dungeon. Even those who managed to make it to the end of the dungeon during their first few tries were forced to commit suicide. The player begrudgingly dubbed the dungeon as "The Suicide Hotspot" as a result. 

Vo'sok was child's play compared to that dungeon. 

De'frei stood up on wobbly feet just as Ye Ci was busy reminiscing her past, "By the Gods, where am I? What happened?" 

Dialogues from NPCs were displayed in a specialized NPC channel in a dungeon, and any conversation between a player and an NPC would take place in the channel. A player could hear the voice of the NPC and even use the channel as a log to access their previous conversations. There was even an option that could make a text bubble appear on an NPCs head as they speak. Such a function was very useful to look for the tiniest hints and clues about a quest. 

"You're finally awake, Mr.De'frei. We've secured the scepter, and the Iron Warrior is nearing its death. We'll soon be able to complete the task you entrusted to us, but the palace is at the brink of total collapse! Do you know of a way out?" Ye Ci explained the situation to De'frei. 

"What? Just what have you done?" shouted De'frei as he appeared before Ye Ci and Fleeting Time. A hint of sadness appeared on his face as he laid his sight upon the Iron Warrior. 

"Ah… The greatest of my creation… It seems that nobody will be able to witness your might after all." said De'frei as he produced a tiny remote. The Iron Warrior was enveloped with a strange light at the press of the button and immediately ceased moving. 

The palace began to shook. It was apparent that the place was about to collapse. De'frei muttered under his breath and a circle of light appeared, "Come, let us depart from this place." 

A sudden thought flashed across Ye Ci's mind and she immediately cast a glance at Ciel who was still holding on to the form of Llaesnyffan. Is it possible to bring Ciel out of this place as well? We've fulfilled out quest of obtaining the Gem of Life and defeated the Iron Warrior. The quest is supposedly completed. But what will happen if we rescue the Goblin king? 

"Hold up, I'll be back real soon." said Ye Ci to Ciel. 

Fleeting Time followed after Ye Ci. He knew what was going on in Ye Ci's mind, "You want to take Ciel with us?" 

"Yup. We've completed the quest, but something tells me that we'll be rewarded handsomely if we managed to get Ciel and Llaesnyffan out of this place." replied Ye Ci. 

"It's not easy, but we can try." Fleeting Time immediately agreed with Ye Ci's plan. Only an idiot would allow the chance of obtaining more rewards to escape from his grasp. 

The duo then began sprinting towards the platform. With the speed of the Hunter class, they were able to reach Ciel, who was still holding Llaesnyffan in an embrace, in the blink of an eye. The Goblin king paid no heed to the crumbling palace. He sat by Llaesnyffan, muttering in a language that Ye Ci could not understand. 

"Your Majesty, the palace is about to collapse! You should leave with us at once." Ye Ci wasted no time with formalities. 

"Leave? Where to?" Ciel stared at Ye Ci with doubt in his eyes. The aura he had as a king was gone. He was reduced to nothing more but a walking corpse. 

"Anywhere is better than here." a huge chunk of falling debris almost hit Ye Ci if not for Fleeting Time's quick reaction of pulling her aside. 

Ciel, however, remained at his spot. He stared at Ye Ci and spoke with a sorrowful voice, "No, I am going nowhere. I'm staying here. I am the king of Goblins. I have to remain in Vo'sok." 

Ye Ci gritted her teeth and waved the Scepter of Life at Ciel, "I'll return this to you if you come with us." 

It was a bold move on Ye Ci's part to take such a risk. Her quest would fail she could not reacquire the scepter from Ciel later on. Fleeting Time, however, did not show any sign of protest. He observed the interaction between Ye Ci and Ciel with a smile on his face. 

"No! I'll not hand Llaesnyffan over to you!" it was apparent that Ciel could still remember the deal Ye Ci made with him with Llaesnyffan's corpse. 

"Hurry up, Elves. The palace will completely collapse soon, and we won't be able to leave this place." De'frei began to urge the duo to leave as trembling of the palace intensified. 

Even Ye Ci was on the verge of giving up. She shook her head at Fleeting Time, "Let's go." 

Fleeting Time grabbed at Ye Ci's arm and said with a smile, "Just give me a moment." 

"What are you on about?" Ye Ci was baffled as Fleeting Time turned around to face Ciel, "Your majesty, don't you wish to resurrect Llaesnyffan?" 

"To resurrect her?" Ciel was apparently interested in such a topic. Hope filled his eyes for a brief moment before it was replaced by despair, "No… There's no way. The Iron Warrior is destroyed. What else can I use to trade for Llaesnyffan's soul? It's impossible!" 

"Haven't you heard that the Dragonia is capable of resurrecting the dead?" Fleeting Time was sly as a fox as he smiled at Ciel, "It seems that your majesty does not wish for Llaesnyffan's resurrection. If that is what you want, you would've visited Dragonian Queen in the Middle Continent." he let out a sigh. 

Ciel was stunned. Fleeting Time turned around and tugged at Ye Ci's arm, "Let us depart." 

"We're leaving?" Ye Ci was confused by Fleeting Time's decision to leave just as she began to see hope. 

"Of course." Fleeting Time smiled at Ye Ci, and leapt off the platform. 

Ye Ci immediately understood the intention behind his actions, "Heh, you're trying to trick an NPC? How well do you think it'll work out?" asked Ye Ci in the Party Channel. 

"We'll see how it goes. I've figured out from your conversation that using that Drow as bait might just work." it was a gambit by Fleeting Time in a situation where time was scarce. 

"Well, it seems that your gambit paid off" said Ye Ci as Ciel appeared beside De'frei with Llaesnyffan's corpse. 

The duo reached De'frei's side moments later. 

Despite his confusion, De'frei wasted no time in questioning the duo. He immediately began chanting the teleportation spell. 

 

With a loud rumble, a large piece of debris began to fall… Right towards the small party. 

Will we make it out in time? Or will we be squashed to death? 

Despite having such a thought, Ye Ci find herself remaining calm. 

De'frei finished the spell right before the party was hit by the debris, and the palace vanished from their sight in a blinding white light. 

The two players, two NPCs, and a corpse appeared at the border of Vo'sok moments later. It was the entrance that Ye Ci and Fleeting Time had used to gain entry to Vo'sok. The place was deathly quiet, but vibrations could still be felt from their location. 

Clouds of yellow dust rose from the direction of Vo'sok. Nobody knew what the former city would become once the dust settled. 

While a sense of relief washed over Ye Ci and Fleeting Time, De'frei and Ciel were experiencing an entirely different emotion. Despite their allignments, they were still Goblins, and Vo'sok was the home of all Goblins. One would always be aggrived by the demise of one's homeland especially when its destruction was caused by one's own hands. 

Ciel stood silently as he stared at the rising dust, "It's finished… Everything… Everything is gone." muttered the king. 

De'frei, who remained standing, was filled with sorrow. He covered his face with his hands as his sobs raked his body. Ye Ci patted De'frei on the shoulders and spoke with a soft voice, "Mr.De'frei, I understand your feeling, but please don't be sad." 

"You'll never understand my feeling! How can you understand the feeling of a person who ruined his own homeland with his best creation? I'm a sinner! I should not even be alive!" De'frei was sobbing like a child. 

"How would you even know that we do not understand what you feel?" said Fleeting Time, "Even if your homeland is destroyed, you can still build a new home as long as all the Goblins unite. But what about us Elves? Our king has fallen into eternal slumber after the war with Naga. He might never even rise again. Hell, we don't even know where his grave is! We Elves are a bunch of wanderer who can't even defend our homeland after Dau'er's demise. How can you say that we do not know how you feel?" 

De'frei stared at Fleeting Time and Ye Ci. Despite his silence, the duo could tell that Fleeting Time's words had an impact on the elderly Goblin.

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The happiest thing in the world is to be able to amend what you have done wrong. She who acted willfully because of a game, was reincarnated into a time when she still had her parents’ love.

For the sake of her family, she began her life as a pro gamer.

But this time, she was no longer the Human Sorceress that she was familiar with. She was an Elven Huntress. Could she still acquire the power to be the Right Hand of God?
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Within the entire Divine Union, Universe-Grades were the most important core strength. Every single one of them looked down on the common folk.
The reason the 18 Primary Tribes were able to gain their status was because they had Universe-Grade powerhouses.
A tribe without a Universe-Grade powerhouse couldn't become a Primary Tribe.
Luo Yunyang had actually just said this pompous line before the watchful eyes of many people. If this had been said by an ordinary person, people would immediately have thought that this person was completely insane!
However, when these words left Luo Yunyang's lips, despite their fury, the Universe-Grade powerhouses couldn't say that he was severely overestimating his abilities.
After all, this insufferable, arrogant fella had already defeated two Universe-Grade powerhouses.
The Beheading Light Saint had an ugly expression on his face. He had originally thought that relying on strength would be enough to turn Luo Yunyang into dust. However, he had never imagined that he would actually be the loser of this clash of power.
Although he wasn't willing to admit it, facts were facts. He hadn't been Luo Yunyang's match during the previous clash of power.
He didn't want to admit it, but the outcome had been undeniable.
He glowered with rage upon hearing Luo Yunyang's words and said icily, "This isn't something that you can shoot your mouth about."
As he said that, a golden longsword appeared in his hand.
While this longsword vibrated, the power of laws within it buzzed. Luo Yunyang felt a power of suppression laws coming from within this longsword.
The instant he saw the longsword, Luo Yunyang realized right away that this was a top divine weapon refined and crafted within the Beheading Light Saint's internal universe.
When a Universe-Grade powerhouse's internal universe took form, the dominant cultivation path of the universe would create a weapon according to the Universe-Grade powerhouse's thoughts.
Within the Divine Union, this weapon was called a Divine Universe Weapon. It could be said that half of the combat strength of a Universe-Grade powerhouse was inside this Divine Weapon.
Xin Jinlong and the Forsaken Desolation Saint had been unlucky, as they hadn't even had the chance to take out their Divine Weapons before being defeated by Luo Yunyang.
The fact that the Beheading Light Saint had drawn this weapon was a form of acknowledgment.
An acknowledgment that Luo Yunyang was an equal adversary.
"The sword's name is Frostlight. Please enlighten me!" the Beheading Light Saint told Luo Yunyang when the longsword materialized in his hand.
As Luo Yunyang looked at the sword in the Beheading Light Saint's hand, the first thing he thought of was that blade-shaped leaf.
It was a treasure that Luo Yunyang found difficult to comprehend despite his Heavenly Venerate consciousness. He hesitated for a moment and decided not to use it for the time being.
Instead, he led his troops and swept in every direction. The only thing he could do while facing this eight-pronged encirclement was make himself seem even more arrogant and tyrannical.
Thus, he didn't display his most adept blade techniques immediately. Instead, he drew out a sword from within his storage space.
This was an ordinary sword. Of course, it was only ordinary when it came to Luo Yunyang. This sword would cost a great deal if it was put up for auction.
"This sword has no name. However, after today, it shall be called the Frostlight Defeater!"
Although Luo Yunyang wasn't a flamboyant, brash person, things were different now. The Celestial World Supremacy's departure had caused him to lose his greatest support.
He needed time. Only by advancing the Chaotic Four-Origin Beast into the Celestial Domain Grade would he have the confidence to resist a Supremacy.
Therefore, he needed 10 years.
This flamboyance was sometimes a camouflage. Therefore, Luo Yunyang wouldn't mind being a bit flamboyant at a crucial time.
The Empty Fire Saint quietly sipped his tea as he watched Luo Yunyang's battle with the Beheading Light Saint through the virtual realm screen.
Deep down, he knew the reason behind Luo Yunyang's brashness. The Machine Empire powerhouse seated opposite him said in disdain, "Brother Empty Fire, this Junior Brother of yours isn't like you at all!"
"Yeah, he is way stronger than me. If I had his strength back then, I wouldn't even be here having tea with you."
The Empty Fire Saint kind of understood why Luo Yunyang acted this way. However, he wouldn't divulge such a reason so easily.
Thus, the lament in his tone seemed normal to the Machine Empire powerhouse.
"It's alright for youngsters to be brash. However, one needs to have the ability to back that attitude up," the Machine Empire powerhouse said casually.
While he was speaking, Luo Yunyang and the Beheading Light Saint made a move at the same time.
The Beheading Light Saint's body was as quick as lightning. The Frostlight sword was brandished and countless sword projections appeared.
The number of sword projections was overwhelming. The projections were like a vast torrential tsunami that lacked any gaps. The power of a Universe-Grade, in combination with those extremely fast sword projections, alarmed many martialists who were watching through the virtual realm.
They all believed that, if these moves had been used against them, they wouldn't even have had a chance to struggle before dying.
However, in the face of this vast sea of sword projections, Luo Yunyang smiled faintly. "No biggie!"
While speaking, he took a step forward and 10,000 sword projections appeared behind him instantly. Beneath these sword projections was a massive sword furnace that occupied half the sky.
It was Bai Jingtian's mystic technique, the Ten Thousand Sword Burning Furnace! 
Luo Yunyang felt that this sword technique was not only powerful but full of momentum. Thus, after becoming a Heavenly Venerate, he had specifically tried to derive this sword technique.
Although he wasn't able to display the full might of this sword technique with his current strength, he was still able to use 50% of its full power. Of course, the power unleashed by Luo Yunyang was considerably weaker than the one Bai Jintian had shown back then.
Although he didn't have Bai Jingtian's Supreme Boundary, he was able to surpass Bai Jingtian's might by relying on his Heavenly Venerate consciousness.
The 10,000 swords were assimilated into the burning sword furnace in an instant. As the sword furnace crumbled, a sword-light like a rainbow that swathed the nine heavens shot at the blanket of sword-lights that the Beheading Light Saint had unleashed.
"What sort of sword technique is that?" Blue Lotus Daozi's tone was heavy. He had never liked conceding, yet a form of respect rose up in his heart when he saw that extremely stunning sword-light.
He could feel the breathtaking nature of this sword-light and sense the sword intent contained within that made one feel inferior.
Xin Jinlong also exhaled sharply when he saw that sword-light. He only had one thought: Luo Yunyang could back his actions.
Luo Yunyang had dared invade his Blaze Fire Star System, not because he was rude and impulsive, but because he held certain cards in his hand. If it had not been for the iron curtain surrounding him, perhaps Xin Jinlong himself would have been beaten to a pulp and run away with his tail between his legs.
He laughed at himself when he thought about this. Wasn't his current situation pretty much the same?
The sword-light cut a swatch and the countless sword projections vanished completely. Although the Beheading Light Saint had swung Frostlight, he didn't manage to parry the sword-light produced by the sword furnace. Without any resistance, his body was sliced in two.
It wasn't easy for a Saint to die. Killing a Saint required spending a lot of time to slowly grind them down. Therefore, the Beheading Light Saint hadn't died yet. His Universe Flower started to blossom rapidly as soon as it appeared.
Countless laws once again helped the Beheading Light Saint congeal another body. The moment this body was formed, the Beheading Light Saint turned and left.
He wasn't an obstinate person. The situation was already clear—he was no match for Luo Yunyang. Under the circumstances, being persistent would make him a laughing stock.
Or perhaps even worse than a joke.
For a Saint, everything was fake. Only one's life was true. After all, when a Saint had already formed a universe, they wouldn't die unless an absolute calamity took place.
Luo Yunyang's sword move had already made the Beheading Light Saint experience the threat of death. As long as Luo Yunyang performed a few more of these slashes, perhaps the Beheading Light Saint would really fall and never get up again.
Therefore, the Beheading Light Saint fled without hesitation!
It was already difficult for a Universe-Grade to try and stop another Universe-Grade from fleeing. Although Luo Yunyang currently seemed to be on par with Universe-Grades in terms of strength, he wasn't able to prevent this escape either. 
Thus, he could only laugh as the Beheading Light Saint left.
"Press on ahead and kill! The Amethyst Star System is right ahead. Although you will be submitting 10% of the spoils of war, you can keep 90% of what you gain!" Luo Yunyang announced to the Divine Incarcerate Legion behind him.
Everyone within the Divine Incarcerate Legion, from Celestial Domain-Grade officers to ordinary soldiers, was fired up. What sort of place was the Amethyst Star System? It was the most flourishing Star System of the whole Purgatory. The amethysts produced per year in the Amethyst Star System were even greater than the output of the Blaze Fire Star System in 1,000 years.
There weren't any powerful armies stationed there, as the Amethyst Star System was situated in the center of the Purgatory. Invading it now was as simple as collecting riches.
The Purgatory forces that had come with the Forsaken Desolation Saint and the Beheading Light Saint also left without any resistance. Although they didn't believe they were weaker than the Divine Incarcerate Legion, fighting without a Universe-Grade to oversee them would be akin to throwing their lives away.
Thus, under the circumstances, no one tried to resist.
"Scumbag!" Blue Lotus Daozi's fist smashed against the fine jade table before him. The Purgatory had mobilized three Saints, yet he had never imagined that these three Saints would get defeated before the iron curtain was even in place.
He knew very well that this iron curtain encirclement was actually like a set of game rules set up by the Supremacies. The Supremacies simply wouldn't intervene unless the fate of the Purgatory was at stake.
Furthermore, their goal was to use this iron curtain encirclement to determine if the Celestial World Supremacy still existed.
"All Universe-Grades gather and attack Luo Yunyang at the same time!" Blue Lotus Daozi ordered as he viewed the star chart and realized that the Machine Empire and the Bug Race Saints were already close by.


Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids...
When the world experienced a cataclysmic event,the majority of living things died right away. Although humanity survived by hiding in the last safe zones, humans had to face mutated dire beasts and colossal source beasts that could break through the space barrier and enter the earth at any second.
Luo Yunyang, a young man who grew up in those calamitous times, obtained an attribute regulator and set out to walk the path of supremacy!

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