In "Qian Kun", the game map and the real world map mostly overlap (of course, the game world is twice as big as the real world). For example, the Antarctic continent is a continent covered with ice and snow just like the real world. "China"

The terrain is just like the terrain in real China, with the famous Five Sacred Mountains.

But "Gospel" is not like this. In order to have a refreshing feeling, this continent does not copy the real world, but uses the system to randomly generate a new world. Although the area has changed proportionally like other servers, the terrain has completely changed.

.In addition to the Iron Chain Mountains that traverse the east and west, there is also the "Wrath of Heaven" waterfall with an altitude difference of three thousand meters, and the Rattlesnake Wilderness, which is as big as a real state, and is full of tourist attractions with unique styles.

——White Coconut Bay, the world's largest coral island "Leviathan"... Various special scenes beyond imagination are provoking players' nerves. These are visual feasts that the boring real world cannot provide.

The Iron Chain Mountains bifurcates slightly on the east side of the mainland, carving out a small valley, which is the Blackstone Valley, the homeland of the Salamonero people. The ridge to the north still belongs to the main vein of the Iron Chain Mountains, with a majestic and terrifying trend.

Exploring into the Starry Ocean is like pulling up the ocean; and the winding ridge in the south is called the "broken ring" because it looks like a broken link in a chain. This ridge has a gentle trend and is a primary

The best practice place for mountaineers. Along it, you can climb all the way to the top of the Iron Chain Mountains, where it is known as the "Key Mountain".

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Here is the foothills of the "Broken Ring". A small town is quietly rising with smoke. It seems to be lunch time. The residents met on the road, said a few words, and then went home to eat. After all, they were still hungry.

Hungry waits for no one. The aroma of various foods wafted in the wind, causing the noses of the guards guarding the town gate to twitch and their mouths to water.

"Maybe we should suggest to the boss that we change shifts half an hour earlier!" the guard muttered, picking at the pimples on his face.

Standing opposite him, the more mature guard frowned and scolded: "What are you doing? Be careful!" As he said this, he took out a browned dough pancake from his pocket and gnawed it with relish.

stand up.

The acne guard shouted: "Uncle, how could you do this! You are too old and disrespectful!"

"Don't call me uncle, you bastard! I'm only five years older than you!" The mature guard swallowed the dough in a few gulps and stuck out his tongue to lick the crumbs at the corner of his mouth: "Your sister-in-law gave this to you, if you are envious.

, just marry a girl as soon as possible!"

"Huh, woman! I don't want it. It costs so much money and I can't afford it." The acne guard said nonchalantly: "Also, when I passed by your house last night, I heard you and your aunt arguing -

"

"Hush! A stranger is coming!" The veteran guard's eyes sharpened, he interrupted the pimple guard's words, and clenched his rusty weapon. The pimple guard quickly looked in the direction of the person and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He was a young man who had traveled a lot. He was holding a strange-looking cane, the end of which was stained with mud and grass juice. It seemed to be used for trekking in the mountains and forests. He was wearing a strange hat, which made people wonder what kind of crutch he was.

It takes a lot of ugly hairstyles to hide it with this kind of hat; he is wearing a traveling cloak that is indistinguishable from a cane and the hat is indistinguishable. The cloak is covered with grass blades and dust, which really makes people suspicious of this guy.

It didn't come on foot, but rolled down the mountain.

"Stop, foreigner!" shouted the mature guard!

"Yes, stop!" The acne guard also drew his weapon, pointed it at the young man, and sprayed saliva everywhere.

In front of the blade, the young man raised his hands and showed a slightly stiff smile: "I don't mean any harm! I came from afar and just passed by here. I want to add some drinking water. I won't stay too long!"

The mature guard stepped forward, squeezed the withered water bag on the young man's waist, then returned and pressed the weapon of the acne guard, and said angrily: "Hell, if you meet a senior soldier, this impolite action will be enough for you.

Die a hundred times! You know, those strong men don’t like the law!”

After teaching the younger generation a lesson, the guard said coldly: "What's your name, foreigner?"

The young man blinked: "Ah, my name is... Schroeder Bray, haha, you can call me Schroeder."

"An adventurer actually has such a name... Well, this is your pass." The veteran guard held the weapon in one hand and handed over a small round badge with the other hand. "Since you said you won't stay too long.

, then this pass is only for three days, enough for you to drink water and prepare a map! If I see you again after three days, I won’t be polite!"

The young man took the badge and nodded: "Thank you very much." Then he walked past the guards and entered the town.

The acne guard nudged the veteran guard with his elbow: "Hey, don't pretend to be so old-fashioned. I know you are rarely so cruel to outsiders."

"You don't understand." The old guard stared at the young man's back, his brows not loosening: "This is a very dangerous guy. He has the smell of death... Look at his crutch, there is a star on the top of it.

Black gem, that is the symbol of the Necromancer."

The pimple guard was picking at the pimple. His hands trembled and he pricked the pimple. The blood quickly flowed out. He ignored the small wound and asked in a panic: "Necromancer! Why is there such a thing?

A necromancer comes to our little place?!"

"How do I know? Maybe it has something to do with that black cloud..." The veteran guard pointed meaningfully at the top of the mountain, where there was a black cloud, like a black curtain that would fall on this side of the mountain at any time.

The acne guard was dumbfounded.

The veteran guard patted the guy's head, spit in the corner, and walked back to the door: "Although he looks like a rookie, don't even think about touching him. Who knows what evil magic those guys know?"

.In short, stay out of things that don’t concern you, so you can live longer!”

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After trekking for most of the day and being interrogated by several NPCs, Qingyi was able to step into the town. He glanced at the mid-level guard who looked to be in his thirties or forties out of the corner of his eye, and was a little confused: "Game

Has it been revised? I remember that I wouldn't be interrogated before... Could it be that he recognized me as an undead creature? Forget it, let's go to the hotel to stay first. Since it is a small town, I'm afraid there is no point to return to the city."

Looking around with a little curiosity, our Undead King walked towards the largest and only hotel in the town. The signboard of this hotel is a chubby duck, which is very interesting.

"Ah, how long until I can speak?"

"Shut up, Xue Duo!"

"I'm sure I kept my mouth shut, but we shadow demons don't use our 'mouths' to make sounds... Well, this is also a 'phenomenon'..."

"...please shut up."
Chapter completed!