When many townsmen spontaneously held torches and went up to the hillside to find out, they were all stunned by the scene in front of them. A lit tree provided a bright source of light, and not far away, the strange young man named Roland was wading on the ground weakly, and he looked at the sky, as if he was giggling foolishly.

And his face was scalded red and black, with a lot of blood blisters, and most of the hair on his forehead was burnt.

And around the young man, there are many bright blue flames, and even on the sand, there are no signs of extinguishing.

Many town people already knew that it was the young man in front of him who saved the three children in the town and was about to rush up to help, but the old man Falken, who was standing in the front, reached out and stopped them: "Don't go up, those blue ones are magic flames, burn whatever they touch. If you step on it, you will be burned into bone slag in less than two minutes."

Falken has a very high reputation in Hongtu Town, and the townspeople generally do not doubt what he said.

Now the townspeople were so scared that they didn't dare to move.

Falken waved his hand and said, "There is nothing here. You can go back and rest first. If there is a place to help, I will find you."

The people of the town quickly dispersed. Ordinary people had a natural sense of fear of magic, ghosts and other things. If they could not contact them, it would be better not to contact them.

Soon, at the intersection of the mountain, Falken was the only one left.

He looked at the scattered bright blue flames in front of him and stopped. Although he was also a professional and a priest, he still did not dare to despise these small flames. After all, in his opinion, every cluster of these small flames could also burn himself into charcoal residue.

He turned his gaze to the young man who was not far away, lay flat on the ground, burned on his face, but laughed happily, sighed enviously, and then waited quietly there for more than twenty minutes, waiting until the bright blue fire disappeared by itself because of the magic power exhausted.

Then Falken walked to Roland, used a healing technique to the latter, and then used a well-versed language. A bright column of light enveloped the young people on the ground and illuminated the surrounding environment.

"Is it worth it to work like this?"

"Worth it." The healing technique does not work immediately. It has a slow healing process. But it is much faster than natural healing. Roland's body is still sore and has no strength on his body, but because the pain is only one-tenth, he doesn't feel uncomfortable. He heard Falken's question, and he still lay on the ground without hesitation, and even a little happy: "The feeling of lifting the veil of the magic node little by little is like lifting up the hem of the goddess of fate's skirt, which is very exciting and enjoyable."

Cough cough... Falken coughed twice. Although he was a believer of the goddess of life, he also had enough respect for other gods. No matter how much Roland heard, he did not respect the gods very much, so he could only treat it as if he had not heard anything.

Of course, if Roland said he wanted to lift the hem of the goddess of life, Falken would definitely fight to the death on the spot.

"Sorry, I accidentally exploded the half-blocking wall in your church backyard." Roland lay on the ground, looking up at Falken. It was not that he liked to look up to others, but that he really had no strength to get up: "Don't worry, I will find a way to compensate you, although I don't have much money for the time being."

"It's just a wall... the church is a little old, I'd like to repair it." Falken turned his head and looked at the back wall of his church. His loose skin couldn't help but twitch. He didn't feel heartbroken at the wall, but was surprised by the power of this magic. He could see that his church was not directly attacked, but was involved, but even so, the wall still collapsed. From this, it can be inferred how powerful the magic was.

I learned to control magic for two hours and drew out the spell model for about half a day. Now I not only learned to cast spells, but also learned to use spell models to strengthen magic. This is no longer a level that can be described by the word "genius". The other party's knowledge is already so high that it is very exaggerated. He is obviously just a young man.

When Roland was not angry when he saw Falken, he felt relieved. No matter what, Falken helped him a lot. If he was evil because of this, it would be a little bit unworthy... Roland made up his mind that when he tried the magic next time, he would have to find a place where there was no one in the mine.

Falken sat down beside Roland with his back and said slowly, "Child, your body is not getting better so quickly, let's talk."

"Okay." Guang was indeed bored lying on the ground, and Roland agreed: "What are we talking about?"

Falken looked at the moon in the night sky: "Tell me about your plane."

Roland hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't tell you much. Before we come down, we will sign an agreement and cannot disclose the details of our plane to you."

At this time, Roland didn't know that not only had a protocol, but also a system blocking. As long as it was a unique name in the real world, it would be recognized and blocked by the system. For example, aircraft cannons, computers, so-and-so-something and so on.

Falken smiled slightly: "That's a pity. I'm really curious about your world. Why don't I tell you about the adventures I took when I was young?"

"Okay."

Although Roland didn't understand why Falken suddenly told him about his youth, he was quite interested. First, he could pass the time, and second, when he left this town in the future, the other party's experience might be useful.

At this moment, Falken used a slow and steady voice unique to the elderly. His childhood, his first love, his youthful aura, his helplessness, his relief, and his persistence... like a scroll, slowly unfolding in front of Roland's eyes.

People are curious and always interested in other people's experiences, and Roland is no exception. Although Falken's life is not as grand as it is, it also has its own highlights and sounds particularly interesting.

One said and the other heard, time passed quickly, and the east was already white. Roland recovered very quickly due to the effect of healing techniques, and was able to sit up at this time, and if he continued at this speed, he would soon be no different from usual.

"In this way, I became a believer in the goddess of life and came to Hongtu Town."

It was already dawn, and the orange-yellow sun in the east had already revealed half of its face. The church was facing the east, and it was covered with golden yellow by the sun without any restraint.

Falken was about to stand up, but his body suddenly stopped, as if time had been stolen on him. Roland was stunned for a moment, and then found that he could not move. Not only were they, the whole world, frozen, and it was quickly turning into black and white.

‘This game time is over, please wait for the next game world to open.’
Chapter completed!