Affectionate characters can't collapse [Quick wear]

The system was destined not to tell him the answer, and Ji Xingyun didn't count on it either.

He withdrew his thoughts and looked at the palace in front of him again.

The difference from before is that the palace is less dilapidated and more magnificent.

The traces left by those years have disappeared a lot.

such as……

The cracks on the fence completely disappeared, as if it had never existed before. The golden wall that had faded and mottled looked brand new at this moment, and even the patterns carved on it became clearer.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that the vines wrapping around the door are still growing amazingly, covering the door in sevens and eighties.

wrong……

Ji Xingyun frowned, his expression became serious.

It's not so much that the palace has been cared for, it's better to say... this is what it looked like many years ago.

He thought of the words deliberately mentioned by the system, the sword that accompanied the prince for a long time, perhaps possessing the terrifying power to reverse time...

Ji Xingyun has also encountered many strange things along the way, even if he came to the conclusion of going back in time, he was not too shocked.

He lowered his head and carefully observed the direction indicated by the red dot.

The simple and clear arrow broke Ji Xingyun's last fantasy.

Obviously, the silver sword is inside the palace.

When did the sleeping prince take back the silver sword again?

Hmm... Returning things to their original owners is indeed something worth celebrating. I just hope that the prince will be magnanimous and don't worry about his being obsessed with stealing his treasure for a while.

At the beginning, I never thought about the possibility of seeing each other again, so I went too far.

Well, maybe not a little too much, but a lot.

Thinking of how he had to find a way to get that silver sword, Ji Xingyun felt very dizzy.

Could it be that he wants to rob again in front of the prince?

From the mission description, one can know that the opponent's force value is very high, and the probability of successfully snatching it back is infinitely close to zero.

Ji Xingyun sighed, he would have kept the sword with him all the time if he had known earlier, so as to save himself from such a dilemma now.

He stood still and did not move. The deep gate, covered with thorns and vines, turned into a monster's huge mouth in his eyes, waiting for him to enter with evil intentions.

There are unknown dangers hidden in the road ahead, waiting for him may be either a peaceful and sleeping prince, or a revenge seeker with a sharp blade, and the probability of the latter is obviously higher.

But if you choose to give up without trying, you will be very unwilling.

Maybe he hesitated for too long, and the system couldn't stand it anymore, and began to urge him: [Stop dawdling, and strive for a quick solution. 】

【...You put it lightly. 】

System: [What are you afraid of?It's not like you haven't snatched it. 】

Ji Xingyun choked, frowned and asked: [Can it be the same?Before... Before he was lying there unconsciously, I could convince myself to treat him as a decoration, but now after entering, I will most likely face a real person, and I can't just snatch him away in front of him. just run? 】

System: [This is the last one in the series of tasks. As long as you get the silver sword, you can not only help the dark elves break free from the shackles of fate, but also get a lot of very considerable points. You won't give up halfway at the end, will you? 】

The system is right, since we have already arrived here, we shouldn't have the idea of ​​backing down halfway.

Ji Xingyun took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step into the palace.

Almost the moment he stepped in, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically.

The thick vines receded like the tide, the thorny thorns turned into beautiful and lush flowers, and the wide door was restored to its former appearance, with a long string of strange letters engraved on it.

The layout and furnishings inside are the same as before, but both the architecture and decoration are completely new.

It's like... the palace has just been built.

Ji Xingyun was slightly taken aback, then turned around and looked at the place where he came from——

At some point behind him, a large thick fog surged up, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

The surroundings were silent, and the atmosphere was depressing to death.

There are many flowers, plants and trees planted around, but no birds and insects can be heard.

The air seemed to become viscous and no longer flow.

How could a perfectly good palace suddenly become like a haunted house?

Ji Xingyun paused, subconsciously stopped in place.

[System, are you there? 】

After a long time, still no answer.

Ji Xingyun wanted to hear the sound of the system, but knowing that he was not alone, Ji Xingyun became even more uneasy.

But the system seemed to be blocked, and there was no sound.

This is not the first time this has happened. In almost every world, there will be various problems in the system. Even if an unfamiliar system is temporarily replaced for unknown reasons this time, this situation is still unavoidable.

Just when he was hesitating whether to move forward, there was an ethereal voice beside him, as if separated by a thick layer of glass, vague and flickering.

"Miss, you have gone to the wrong place. The assembly point is in the front hall."

The voice gradually changed from blurred to clear, and in the end it seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Suddenly, a guard in armor and a long sword appeared in front of him.

Ji Xingyun's eyes widened violently, and he staggered back half a step.

Anyone who sees a stranger suddenly appearing next to him will be shocked.

When did this person come over, and there was no movement at all.

Could it have appeared out of thin air?

As if he didn't understand why the girl in front of him showed a frightened expression, the guard's serious expression was slightly puzzled, and he continued: "If you are lost, I can take you to the assembly point."

Ji Xingyun froze for a moment, "Where is the assembly?"

"Yes, the ability users who responded to the Pope's call are all gathered in the front hall, and they are discussing how to resist the invasion of the demon world."

What abilities?What... the invasion of the demon world?

Humans and demons, is this a war?

Dazed and puzzled, Ji Xingyun blinked his eyes and quickly hid this emotion, as if it had never appeared before.

Whether it's an illusion, or going back in time to the past, it means that you are not in the real world.

And here he seems to have a brand new identity. Of course, it is also possible that there are too many people gathered, and the guards can't recognize them one by one, so they only regard him as one of them.

What disappeared at the same time as the system was also the functions it opened.

The map marking the route has long since disappeared, and now it is completely blind. I don't know where I am, nor where to find the quest items.

Then it would be better to make a mistake and follow the guards to the assembly point, take this opportunity to collect more information, and see if you can find the location of the silver sword.

Ji Xingyun, who had made up his mind, followed behind the guards silently.

Came with him to the front hall.

There were many people gathered in the front hall and the square, the crowd was very dense, and at first glance it was dark.

Even though there were so many people there, the order at the scene was maintained very well. No one whispered to each other, and no one walked around indiscriminately. They all stood quietly in their positions, and even younger children could manage it well. Own.

No... not right.

Still too weird.

They were expressionless, staring straight ahead without even blinking their eyes, like lifeless statues.

Such a weird scene made Ji Xingyun's pace involuntarily slow down.

At the same time, these people seemed to be aware of their arrival and turned their heads.

Their stiff movements suddenly became smooth, and even their expressions became colorful. Some of them frowned solemnly, while others maintained polite smiles, chatting enthusiastically with the people around them.

These people behave like marionettes who see an audience and start performing.

The atmosphere gradually became warm and noisy, and countless words were mixed together, making it difficult for people to tell what they were talking about for a while.

It was clearly a slightly noisy popularity, but Ji Xingyun felt a little cold.

"Everyone be quiet! Everyone be quiet! The Pope is here!"

The thick and powerful voice was very penetrating. Everyone shut their mouths tightly for a moment, and then frantically cast their eyes on the people on the high platform.

The man was dressed in holy white clothes, held a scepter, and looked down at the crowd below.

His skin is very fair, but his pupils are jet black, which is rare here, and the bottom of his eyes is calm, without any ups and downs.

The condescending posture is like a god visiting the world, with dignity and authority integrated into the flesh and blood, but without the slightest emotion that humans should have.

His clothes were loose and casual, and the buttons were not even fastened, revealing his slender neck and smooth collarbone.

The man sat on the high seat slowly and said, "God guided me to come here to save the suffering people."

He casually drew a cross on his chest, and said softly, "May God bless you."

After saying this, he seemed a little tired and closed his eyes.

Standing next to him was a short man in an ill-fitting suit who looked like a funny clown in comparison with the Pope.

The fat on his face was wrinkled into a ball, looking embarrassed and embarrassed.

He hoped that the pope could say a few more words, or convey the holy words of the gods in a symbolic way, even if he just pretended to read a few words from the manuscript...

But obviously, the man didn't intend to continue to behave.

The short man could only cough a few times in embarrassment with a red face, and took the conversation.

"The people gathered here today are all people who have been favored by God. Each of you has power beyond ordinary people, and you have your own performances and deeds in your own field, but you give up money and interests and are willing to be free. Fight for glory!"

"I have seen your noble and selfless character, your pure white and kind soul, even if you die in battle unfortunately, God will guide you into the holy land of heaven!"

A lot of flattery was said before getting to the point.

"This country has been devastated by the devil, and it has long been devastated. But the devil is still sitting on the throne, enslaving our people, persecuting our souls... We all gather here from thousands of miles away , all for the same goal..."

As if to mobilize the atmosphere, the short man paused for a few seconds, and then shouted hoarsely: "Drive the devil out of our country!"

The people below also gave him face, and shouted excitedly.

"Cast the devil out!"

"Cast the devil out!"

The rare sleep was disturbed by the screaming, the Pope propped his face on one hand, and looked at the shouting people below with great interest.

His thin lips curled slightly, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"A... devil who sits high on the throne?"

An understatement of words was drowned in the noise.

The author says:

感谢在2022-04-1722:24:51~2022-04-1922:00:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: I must pass the fourth level! 10 bottles; a little bit 7 bottles; West let it sometimes 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!