When Professor Kant woke up, he found himself lying on a grassy field, not far from the gate of the Alpine Castle.
He quickly got up from the ground and touched his body. He found that there were no arms or legs missing.
If it weren't for the pain in his limbs, he would have suspected that everything just now was a dream.
Just...what happened?
We met two young men who looked like ordinary villagers in the middle of a ruins of the War of Gods, and then helped them dig a load of black soil...
This is a very strange situation.
But what's even weirder is that during the whole process, I didn't resist at all, didn't complain at all, and didn't even question the identities and motives of the two guys.
It's like being under some kind of hypnotic secret?
Fortunately, in the end, apart from the hard work and exhaustion that made my whole body sore, I actually got out of it?
The price was just a promise not to disclose the affairs of the two strange villagers to the public. This was not even an oath and had no binding force at all.
Sorry, your behavior is too strange, I must disclose this to the Scholars Association!
Professor Kant made a treacherous decision in his heart.
But the moment he had this idea, he felt a sharp pain like a convulsion in his heart, as if it would stop beating in the next second.
Fortunately, this feeling of heart palpitations only lasted for a moment, and soon returned to normal. It seemed like it was just a small warning?
This...curse?
Professor Kant's face suddenly turned extremely pale.
He looked around quickly and found Lunt lying next to him.
He quickly woke up Lunt and checked his physical condition with his senses.
Everything seems to be fine, except that there is some confusion in perception and excessive muscle strain, and there are no traces of magic or magic.
This kind of ‘normal’ is actually the more terrifying ‘abnormal’
Lunt was also mentally trying to write a letter to his friend to talk about these two strange villagers.
The moment the thought arose, he also felt the palpitations in his heart.
"I'm in the same situation as you... have you noticed any reaction to the spells and secrets in me?"
asked Professor Kant.
Lunt expanded his senses to check Professor Kant's physical condition, and his face turned pale.
No...nothing found...
"What did those two guys do to us?"
"Who are they?"
he asked a little panicked.
Professor Kant shook his head and responded in a low voice:
"I don't know either, I'm just sure that they must have done something to us..."
As he spoke, he carefully searched the memory in his mind to see if there was any knowledge that could help.
Soon, he thought of a possibility...
"Perhaps some kind of reality has been distorted in us..."
"Distorted reality?!"
Lunt is no stranger to this concept.
Distorting reality can be regarded as some kind of operation to modify the laws of reality, just like those level 0 holy objects.
Only individual ninth-level saints can touch the threshold of this ability and hope to be promoted to demigods.
Lunt didn't know much about the tenth-level demigods. He only knew that this process was different from the previous nine-level. It was no longer about mastering the ability, and what level he had when he reached the stage. It also required many other complexities.
and troublesome steps.
Although there is a chance of reaching the threshold ability at the ninth level, it is basically unusable. Only by becoming a demigod can one formally master this ability.
"Those two weird villagers are two demigods still walking on the ground?"
Lunt made a bold guess.
But Professor Kant shook his head and clearly expressed his opposition:
"Demigods can't do this. I mean, it only takes effect on the two of us, and the effect is like some kind of curse. Demigods can't do it. Their use of this ability is impossible.
So delicate..."
"Moreover, there is a price to pay for using this ability. There is no need or reason for them to waste it on us. Killing us directly will be more effective than anything else."
"this……"
After hearing this, Lunt was stunned for a long time, and then asked in a low voice:
"Could it be that they are the legendary eleventh level?"
Professor Kant showed a wry smile on his face and asked:
"Do you know what Level 11 is?"
Lunt shook his head and looked at the other party with curious eyes.
"Actually, I don't know either, and the Scholars Association doesn't know either, or maybe they haven't discussed it yet?"
Rank is a thing that has been passed down a long time ago. Its history is older than the existence of the empire. It is no longer possible to verify the original source and standards. It is also unknown what civilization originally formulated them.
Professor Kant discovered during archeology in the past that there were not as many levels in ancient times as there are now, and they were not so detailed. There were probably only five levels, and the basis and standards were also very rough.
The rank system that is used all over the world now is the product of countless modified versions. It is just a simple standard for measuring personal strength formulated by human beings themselves. It must be in line with reality to be meaningful.
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The current reality is that after being promoted to a demigod, one must fall asleep. Professor Kant does not know the specific reason. He only knows that demigods cannot move around freely outside.
If you sleep every day, you will naturally be unable to advance further, so in theory, demigods should be the limit that humans can achieve in the extraordinary realm.
The reason why many people, including Professor Kant himself, firmly believe that there should be eleventh and twelfth levels above the tenth level is purely because of archaeological results.
The existence of demigods has been recorded in many classics for a long time, and it is not much different from the current demigods.
Only a few classics mention the existence of higher levels above demigods.
However, due to different times, different social environments at that time, different cultures and other factors, these classics do not have a clear definition of existence above the tenth level. Even the names are not consistent, and the credibility is not high.
Therefore, there are still many people who believe that demigods are the limit, and believe that the mention of being above demigods in those classics is just an exaggerated statement without any real evidence.
It is very likely that according to their standards, the current fifth level can be called a demigod, and the so-called eleventh and twelve levels are just the current sixth and seventh levels.
Those who agree with this statement currently occupy the mainstream, believing that human civilization has developed to the present and has established a scientific and reasonable extraordinary system, which should always be stronger than the ancients.
"Actually, I once tried to decipher an ancient classic, and it mentioned the existence of the tenth level and above, but there was no realistic basis for it, and it could not be confirmed or verified."
"Of course, it's possible that I deciphered it wrong..."
Professor Kant suddenly remembered something again and mentioned it.
"Then what does it say above? What should the 11th level be called?"
Lunt asked quickly.
"That classic is written in some kind of hieroglyphics. According to the shape of the characters, I translated it as..."
"Angel!"
This word seemed to have some kind of magic power, and Lunt was stunned for a moment.
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Rolle was sleeping in a private house.
He stayed up all night last night, fought hard, and dealt with such a difficult monster. He was really exhausted.
He couldn't remember how long he had slept, but he vaguely felt someone shaking his arm.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw little Jeanne standing next to the sofa where he was lying, holding his arm with her little hand and looking at him eagerly.
"Teacher, are you hungry? Let's have some food!"
Seeing that he was awake, little Jeanne quickly said in that milky voice.
Before Luo Er had time to speak, he saw his daughter rushing in with a "dong" sound, holding a bag of bread in her arms.
"Dad, you wake up!"
She first said hello to Rolle with a smile, and then performed the stunt of changing her face instantly. She pulled her face and said fiercely to little Jeanne:
"Didn't I tell you not to wake up my father? Why are you disobedient?"
"Woooo..."
Jeanne hummed in grievance, as if she was about to cry, and hurriedly hid behind the back of the sofa, only daring to reveal a pair of big pale golden eyes, and whispered:
"Oh~ my sister is so fierce..."
Uh... these two little guys are already like sisters? Have such a good relationship?
Sure enough, children are easy to get along with.
Luo Er gradually woke up and felt a little funny, so he persuaded:
"Okay, okay, she is younger than you now, sister should give way to her."
When he returned to the city last night and found the two little guys, he found them hiding in an alley.
Probably because it was too late and too sleepy, the two of them sat on a large wooden box, leaning against the wall, their petite bodies clinging to each other, and fell asleep.
They look like two abandoned kittens, very cute and pitiful.
On the other hand, the real little milk cat was in good spirits, loyally guarding the alley with the little donkey.
With a distressed look on his face, Luo Er picked up the two little ones on the left and right, found a house that looked quite clean, occupied the bedroom, and put the little ones in.
Then he took out two blankets from his left hand and wrapped two silkworm babies.
I made do on the sofa outside.
"Dad, you worked hard last night, wash your face first, and I'll get you a basin of water."
Keli said, put down the bread in her hand, found a wooden basin from the room, and ran out.
Little Jeanne, who was hiding behind the sofa, dared to come out. She first ran to the bag of bread and stretched out her little hand to take it.
But he seemed to be afraid of Keli's majesty, so he finally retracted his little hand and shook his head vigorously.
"Teacher, I will also go and help you get water."
After that, she jumped up and chased Kelly out.
After a while, the two little guys came back again.
Jeanne took out a handkerchief from her arms, put it in the basin, wetted it, and handed it to Kelly.
Keli took a handkerchief and wiped Rolle's face carefully, and finally rubbed it with her cheek, as if to accept the fruits of her labor.