The Bald Monk in the City

"Num, your sheep ran away!"

The shouts of villagers from the distant hillside made Numu wake up from the chaos.

After he responded hastily, he hurried towards the hillside a few miles away.

The whole mountain is his ranch, but sometimes the animals don’t think so...

In their ignorant wild consciousness, all the young leaves that can be seen are their food.

Therefore, the emergence of the fence is logical.

But sometimes, there are always some guys who don't take the usual path...

Numu rushed to catch the sheep that had escaped from the pasture. It bleated dissatisfiedly.

But for Numu, who had beastly blood running through his body, its resistance was meaningless.

Even afterwards, Numu never understood his father.

After all, the love between humans and orcs always seems particularly wasteful.

However, after hearing his mother's drunken remarks occasionally, Numu understood his father's silence.

After throwing the sheep back to the pasture, Numu continued to find a hill to sit down.

It is the early spring of 2119 AD, and the frenzy of magic has brought subversive changes in civilization.

But in these remote corners, time always seems to pass more slowly.

Of course, Numu had seen the heroic looks of those legendary heroes on his personal terminal.

They took the traces of civilization to a more distant world and rendered them a fiery red color.

But that's something very remote for Numu, and for existence like Numu.

Just like a hundred years ago, the people in the mountainous areas watched the rich and lavish and glamorous lives in the information age.

It was like a mirage full of colorful temptations, and the life full of sweat and mud seemed as far away as another world.

The change of times may be impermanent, but the dazzling and brilliant life is always a small part of existence.

For Numu, he was just one of those unremarkable beings.

Of course he had dreams of something different, but the morning mist gradually extinguished in the mountains.

He knew that he was like countless gravel on the beach, even if it was washed by the sea to be smoother.

After all, it is not a brilliant diamond, it cannot shine in the sun...

Numu never thought that he could become a part of a legendary experience.

But sometimes, fate is impermanent...

Numu knew that a group of adventurers from the city would pass by soon.

They were going to explore a space coordinate that appeared here recently, and then he would meet them by accident.

Afterwards, they were sucked in by the suddenly enlarged space coordinates...

Later...

"Stop! Stop your thinking!"

Just when Numu was about to recall his previous experience like a dream, there was a frightened anger in his mind.

Numu was suddenly clever, he knew whose voice it was:

In that space coordinate, they found an ancient altar.

They touched a certain mechanism, and then the altar completely collapsed, and an evil deity was unlocked!

And that voice started from that evil deity!

"Enough! If you continue to think about it, it will only attract the attention of ‘it’, and then we all have to die here!"

The voice suppressed anger and roared, Numu could feel its fear.

And with the low growl of that voice, Numu could feel some kind of tingling in his head.

It was not suppressed by the other party, but seemed to be an instinctive feedback.

That is a warning of danger and death!

"Do you think you really went back in time?"

That voice saw Numu finally stopped remembering, and it began to speak slowly.

Num could realize that the words of that voice were full of some sarcasm

"No, that's just a trace back from another tributary of time..."

"If you can't understand this, you will be at a fork in the road all the time, and the'memory' you get is the product of a part of the information you suddenly see clearly in one of the forks..."

"Time that no one can go against-unless it wants to abandon even the fate of death..."

The voice continued, and it began to introduce itself.

As Numu knew it, it was a deity.

In other words, it used to be...

Now, it has lost its priesthood, and even believers have gradually forgotten it.

Under the influence of the seal, it has even forgotten its **** name.

In the tributary of time, Numu and a team of adventurers awakened it from the seal.

But because of the power attached to the seal, the group of adventurers and Numu were completely wiped out together.

Only it passed through the remnants of Numu in the tributary of time, and forcibly traveled through time to the main timeline.

Numu felt his mind was dumb, and he didn't know whether he should believe the voice in his mind.

But there is no doubt that he began to come into contact with a different kind of destiny.

Dangers and opportunities, everything makes this mixed-race youth a little confused...

He hesitated for a long time, then just when he was about to ask the voice for more information.

He suddenly realized ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he didn't know what to call it:

"So, what should I call you now?"

Num asked.

"I have lost my honor, I have lost my priesthood, I have lost everything..."

"Call me "Vertical"..."

After being silent for a while, he replied.

"I know what you want to ask, but I can't tell you..."

Afterwards, he paused and said.

"You have to know that some things, some concepts, are given the power of sacred or fear."

"Even just thinking, it will bring pain and disaster like blasphemy."

"Curiosity is the source of progress, but I know you don't have the qualifications of a mage."

Hearing what Zong said, Numu frowned.

Although he didn't think much, he could become a powerful mage.

But by a guy who at least wasn't that weak, he defined himself as not having the qualifications of a mage.

Obviously, this is not a wonderful illusion.

Numu thinks this is a bit bad, but he is also enlightened.

After all, the blood of the orcs does seem to have some contradiction to the spell...

"But you can think about why you know the concept of deities, but there are no deities in your world..."

Numu could feel that when he said this, his voice was full of a certain subtle emotion.

"Maybe... they are in another corner of this world?"

Numu said thoughtfully.

"Another corner--maybe a good idea..."

"Yes, they are all in the star realm of this world-because they are all dead!"

Numu felt that Zong's voice suddenly trembled a few times.

It seems to be in fear...

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