Xia En's current state is very strange. He can't feel his body. He can't turn his head, but he can see everything around him at 360 degrees. Is this the state of the soul? Xia En remembers that he died.

Then, Shane saw a tangram - a tangram! Yes, a shiny tangram, which was very similar to Naru in World of Warcraft played in his previous life! It was floating, and it was pitch black around it, and its body exuded a soft golden glow.

Xia En was a little confused. The floating tangram was an angel, a god, a Buddha, anyway, it was definitely not a hell creature, so no little ghost shone with light! But what kind of appearance you can't grow into, and it's like a tangram? But he also heard that the gods looked like whatever you want. Could it be because the monsters played too much before traveling through time? Xia En worked hard to build the image of a goddess in his mind. He died, and when he went to heaven in the future, he could not face the tangram all day long!

Xia En was already building the goddess's long legs. A golden glow suddenly appeared in the dark world. Strangely, he was not as pure as the light on the tangram. Although it looked similar outside, Xia En felt this way. There was no reason. The light suddenly turned into a snake. After turning around, it dissipated and crashed into the tangram's body. The tangram's light flashed a little. It was a little unhappy, like a child who had eaten bad candy. Xia En felt more and more confused. He didn't hear the tangram talking or doing anything. But he just knew that it was unhappy just now. Xia En decided to continue building the tangram's long legs. He was always too nervous and couldn't figure it out, so think about it later. As for whether to think about it in the future, that is the future.

Maybe the Tangram really couldn't stand this big-savvy goddess builder. Shane suddenly felt a strange twist. He felt like he was being pulled out of here. A sense of dizziness came. Fake! My legs!!! This was Shane's last thought before he fell into a coma. The light on the Tangram seemed to flash a few more times.

It is not much different from the feeling of waking up. Except that the eyelids are heavier than usual, and the nose is not very comfortable. Have you caught a cold? Shane was a little confused, but he still tried hard to open the heavy eyelids. In the exotic ceiling, an old man who could not tell what he was saying to a young woman with short blonde hair. Although this woman is pretty, it is obviously not the goddess he built in his mind, and that goddess has no legs! In addition to her skin, the woman has very dirty clothes. And there is an old man here! Is it a normal god? Or an angel? He tried hard to distinguish the conversation between the old man and the woman, as if it was in English. Fark, after traveling through time, was he accepted by foreign gods? His sad English words cannot even complete a complete conversation. Do he still have to receive English training first?

Xia En shook his head and was a little drowsy. The friction with the cradle attracted the attention of the young woman. She looked back at him and picked him up. Hold him up---wait, am I not dead? I--I traveled to an unknown place and was saved by this foreign woman and the old man? Xia En was a little confused. Sure enough, there was an hallucination after too many monsters. He just came to the tangram goddess of fantasy in his dream. This was really a messy dream. But it was better to live than die, right?

At this time, the old man seemed to have given some instructions to the woman and turned around and left. He tried hard to distinguish the meaning of the words, but unfortunately he only understood the word children. It should be something related to him. Maybe he asked the woman to take care of him or something.

The woman hugged him and walked towards the room. Xia En's vision was wider. He looked here. This place always gave Xia En a strange sense of familiarity, an indescribable sense of familiarity. Xia En felt the damn lethargy again. Xia En knew that he was too young. The baby's little head could not bear too much thinking. The physical instinct reminded Xia En that it was time to rest. Well, at least for now, he needed to protect this young mind and body. Xia En fell asleep with the lethargy feeling. Then, I hope not to dream of any tangrams again.

The entrance to the North County Valley, if it weren't for the mountains around here, and only this entrance, Paynes would have been unable to hold on. The green-skinned beasts were evil and bloodthirsty, and they didn't care about anyone's life, including their own. Their eyes emitted a bloodthirsty red light, and they roared and rushed towards the defense line. Even if the long sword was inserted into their bodies, they would roar and swing their weapons to the enemy. The militia were useless at all, and they were frightened behind them and their calves were trembling. Several even pissed their pants. If the Reverend Claire hadn't been comforting them, I believe they would turn around and run away. Damn, this kind of battle was not something these militia could deal with. Fortunately, the walls here were connected to the valley, and he could maintain a single impact. Only 10 orcs could touch his defense line. Fortunately, these damn beasts did not have siege weapons.

This is not a solution. In just two hours, they have lost more than 50 people. Without those priests, they will lose more. It will take at least 3 days for the reinforcements in Stormwind City to arrive here. The orcs outside are also a little strange. In addition to the initial attack, the orcs' attack frequency has been significantly reduced. They don't seem to be particularly eager to break through the place, they seem to want to block people here and cannot get out.

The bad premonition in his mind became stronger, and Paynes had a little swelling. The high-intensity battle made him less physically to think. He looked back at Claire, who was comforting the militia and the priest. The priest had experienced the battle against the orcs last night, and was obviously more calm than the other priests. During the first wave of attacks, the priests were frightened and they could not guide the Holy Light to heal. Damn, they were all priests who had just been baptized. Most of the more experienced priests were either missionary outside or sent to the army to serve as legion bishops.

Bishop Cassoul was still pacifying civilians in the monastery. Paynes was unable to make some decisions alone. He needed to go back to the monastery to seek help from Bishop Cassoul.

"Rev. Claire, I want to say something to you. Can you take some time to talk to us alone?"

Claire was a little confused. Now was not the time to talk. The orcs had just calmed down for a while.

"Now? Captain."

"I think yes, I discovered some other situations." Paynes didn't want the militia to know something, they just took the courage to fight.
Chapter completed!