The wooden wheels played a soothing song between the soil and the gravel, and the sound of the cowbell seemed to be dotted, so that the rhythm would not urge people to fall asleep. With a slight shaking, lying on the comfortable cowhide, Wang Xiaofeng rested leisurely on his arms, watching the white clouds playing in the sky through the gaps in the treetops.

The eyes suddenly became brighter, and subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands; the white light did not let him go, and forced him to close his eyes through the gaps in his fingertips. His ears caught a strange sound, like the harsh metal friction, or like the noise of a dull explosion. Feeling the light in front of him weakened, Wang Xiaofeng tried to open his eyes and saw a slightly dull sky, like a blue cloth stained with gray smoke.

"That's our village," his heavy voice attracted Wang Xiaofeng's attention. It was the thick man who drove the car, A Niu, "It's a pity that I can't go back."

Wang Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at it, and was in a daze. Under the boundless gray sky, there was an "isolated island" shining with greenness and holy white light. The small forest was protected by a translucent semi-sphere light shield; the black air wandering around the light shield was like water vapor steam from trees, rising and falling in. On the gray sky, the forest surrounded by holy light was green, and the faint black air floating between the sky and the earth was constantly distorted... The scroll of the picture spread in front of you was like the quietness of a paradise, as magical and gorgeous as the ends of the earth.

"Farewell, my hometown," Aniu's sigh exuded a little sadness and confusion, "I will fight for the empire with your glory! I will fight against the darkness for your existence! Thanks to the Goddess of Light for our blessing, we can survive and pray for the mercy of the goddess of light!"

"You can't go back?" "Yes, the light barrier set up by Lord Alillian is only allowed to go out and not be allowed to enter. This is the only way to resist the invasion of demonic energy." A Niu looked up at the dark sky, and there was a little disgust on his face. The bull whip in his hand suddenly shook, "Sit down! Don't worry about me, the village chief has already found a good job for me in Yufeng City. "Okay!"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded: "How far will we go?" "It will take a few hours to go. If you are tired of it, you can read through the books given to you by the village chief. I am a rough man and illiterate, haha."

Leaning against the protruding rafters on both sides of the ox cart, the village chief opened the package given by the village chief before leaving, the thin book book, the ordinary name - "The History of Light". The title page reads the village chief's crooked words, "The goddess is always staring at our world, and gives us redemption when we need her the most - Horn Smith!"

I opened the books expectantly and found that they were just major events in the era, without any literary plots, and could not be used as magic novels to entertain. But I could always find something to do, and I didn’t have to think of the little girl thief when I was bored.

The Dawn Continent, a long history of magic civilization, three battles between light and darkness, the races passed down from ancient times disappeared. The oldest continent in the continent is the elves, which have established their kingdoms in the ancient jungle. Orcs and dwarves occupy the grasslands and highlands, and they are the actual rulers of the Sain Alliance. The other two of the four major kingdoms are naturally the human race that occupy the most fertile soil and the peak magic power, and the bright human race.

In the eyes of other races, the human race is a race that is always infighting; the war between the Sakh Kingdom and the Odin Empire has never stopped for thousands of years. Three thousand years have passed since the third battle between light and darkness. This period is too long, so long that the human race that will change dynasties in hundreds of years are somewhat forgotten.

Bingwei had a cold face, and the iron armor on his body exuded a little cold edge in the refraction of the sun; he glanced coldly at Wang Xiaofeng, as if he was inexplicably hostile to the Apocalypse. Wang Xiaofeng did not care about the other party's indifference at all, and sat firmly on the ox cart, showing a little smile on his face out of politeness.

"Stay the Apocalypse stay, you can leave." "Ah? Sir, I need to send the Apocalypse to..." "Don't you understand what I said?" The Bingwei on his left snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand suddenly stopped the ground. A Niu was shocked and looked at Wang Xiaofeng bitterly.

Comrade Xiaofeng nodded. Bingwei stopped him, which was probably the system setting, and there was nothing to worry about. He got up and jumped out of the ox cart. Aniu led the ox cart three steps under Bingwei's cold gaze, and slowly turned towards the city. When the ox cart passed by the city gate, the two ox cart smiled slightly, and their cold faces turned into warm and friendly.

"Dear Apocalypse, passed away with the wind," the spear in the hand of the Bingwei was received behind him. "A generous lady just asked us to give you a word, she said..." Bingwei's face showed a hint of embarrassment. Wang Xiaofeng, who came to his senses, smiled clearly, and had a few more silver coins in his hand, and selected the gift mode and handed it to Bingwei. Sure enough, the spear guarding the bridge laughed and quickly touched his hand around his waist.

"You are such a gentleman, a priest with firm faith!" Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but have a black line. Is this a nude irony... I heard the Bingwei continue, "She said that she will leave for a while, and then eradicate evil with you after she comes back and hunt down monsters! Oh, what a brave lady, it's just a pity that she has become a thief."

"Well, thank you," Wang Xiaofeng nodded, and a little warmth flashed in his heart. She didn't leave, but just left for a while... She walked towards the high city gate. Facing this city that looked like a medieval European-style castle was enlarged, he could feel his eyes silently watching in a corner.

"Oh! By the way!" The Bingwei shouted behind him, "The lady also said, I hope you can become a great priest! She said: You will definitely become the greatest priest of the Holy Light!"

Wang Xiaofeng paused, waved his hand behind him without looking back, and walked towards the Aniu who was waiting for him in the city cave.

"It seems something is wrong," the soldier guard on his right hand pondered, "How do I remember the beautiful lady's final addition is, 'Become the most powerful sacrificial priest!' Damn! Does the adjective 'power' really exist?! Apocalypse! Please wait..."

"Hi! What do you do if you have so much!" The man who was passing the message interrupted the shouting of his companion, walked over and stuffed two silver coins into his hands, "The Holy Word Sacrifice is not much different from the Holy Light Sacrifice. Are they both envoys of the goddess? Besides, the Holy Light Sacrifice are all adults with status, and that lady must be saying 'Become a Holy Light Sacrifice'! You heard it wrong!"

"Maybe... is it." "Haha, let's go and have fun tonight." "No, I promised my wife that I will not go to any occasion except the pub with you." "Then go to the pub, let's recruit a few." "Hmm? It sounds a bit powerful..."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at A Niu with a nervous and concerned look on his face, patted him on the shoulder and signaled that he was fine. A Niu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled a few times and drove the ox cart to the city. Wang Xiaofeng's heart was slightly warm, and the feeling of being missed was a little warm, although it was just an NPC composed of data.

The main street of the city is very lively and prosperous. Western-style buildings are built with the eastern urban layout, but there is no disharmonious feeling at all. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but admire the game system's grasp of the artwork.

The residents who were walking on the street had black eyes and black hair, but their dresses were all classic Western styles. The noble lady in a long tumbled skirt was walking elegantly, the vendors in short shirts and trousers shouted loudly, and the girls in plain white dress were playing in groups in front of the stalls... The city was not as stern as the city wall, but was quiet and peaceful.

He stepped into the main street paved with bluestone. As soon as the noise on the street stopped, countless eyes gathered towards the city gate. Wang Xiaofeng, who was not used to being looked at like this in broad daylight, lowered his head and pulled the edge of the headscarf. After a moment of silence, his ears were filled with noise.

"Wow, is this the Apocalypse?" "So handsome!" "Not much." "It's much different from the priests in the church." "That's right! I'm still shy, giggle." "The new Bauhinia fat is good, good quality and low price! The secret of whitening of the elf beauty! There is a limited number, come and buy it quickly!" "Tomato, olive vegetables! Fresh cabbage air-shipped from the Orc Empire is cheap!"
Chapter completed!