The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1146: Pilgrims, Bell of Order

There were tens of thousands of people on both sides of the battlefield.

After the invasion of Middle-earth, the virtual world of Haishi developed rapidly, with countless apprentices from the outer world, and the number of virtual world strikers was no longer limited to 108.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin took a step, various weapons and runes came to him.

Among them were the firearms he sold in the world of "Old God Code".

Bang bang bang...

I'm so angry...

Zhao Chuanxin's pupils shrank.

The bastard Fearless Vanguard has become famous now, but Zhao Chuanxin, who was "left with nothing", was like a novice village when he first arrived here.

He was naked and had very low armor.

Without the altar of the Old God, he couldn't flash.

In a flash, Lao Zhao's fighting instinct came into play, and he rolled on the ground and avoided 10,000 critical hits.

The weapons, bullets, runes, spells, etc. of both sides greeted each other.

People and horses fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin kicked the ground with his feet, and Xingyue carried him and flew backwards along the ground, coming to a corpse and picking up the single-action revolver in the corpse's hand.

Before he could stand up, several more bullets and weapons attacked him.

This round of attacks was completely borne by the Golden Bell.

Xingyue said: "Use clones and light blades."

Xingyue was right. In the two-dimensional field, Zhao Chuanxin learned level 10 central control and level 10 clones.

But when using them, it was found that the clones were only level 3, so there were only three clones.

The central control rune was not tested, and it was estimated to be only level 2.

But all the runes controlled by Xingyue were level 10, and there were thirty clones at level 10.

Each clone of Zhao Chuanxin had thirty Xingyue clones, which was more exaggerated than three heads and six arms.

Three clones, ninety secondary limbs, and ninety light blades fired at the same time.

Spin.

Swish...

Within a radius of 20 meters centered on Zhao Chuanxin, everyone was cut into two pieces.

Hundreds of people died.

The two armies were in an uproar and retreated at the same time.

Dozens of people in the virtual invaders' camp fired light hammers at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin bent his knees and jumped twenty meters, avoiding all the light hammers.

He smashed towards the virtual invaders' camp, and ninety light blades were fired again when he fell.

Hundreds of virtual invaders raised their light shields at the same time.

The light blades were intercepted.

The demon believers also regarded Zhao Chuanxin as the biggest threat and shot at him.

Bang bang bang bang...

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly flew twenty meters, letting the virtual invaders' light shields block the demon believers' bullets.

Several virtual invaders who were proficient in puppet fighting surrounded him.

Bang bang bang...

Zhao Chuanxin emptied the six bullets in the revolver, threw the empty gun and hit one person in the face, causing blood to flow from the other person's nose and mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin hit the throat with his finger, breaking one person's larynx.

He turned over and kicked back. The man was expected to be incredibly strong and was kicked back by him.

Clone, light blade.

When ninety light blades came out, the opponent had to raise the light shield to resist again.

Because firearms were prevalent, the virtual realm specialist almost asked everyone to learn the light shield rune to resist bullets.

Some people who didn't have time to raise their shields were pierced by the light blades, leaving a hole as big as a bowl in their bodies.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up a fallen light knife and jumped up to chop at the light shield.

The light knife broke and the light shield cracked.

Dozens of light hammers hit Zhao Chuanxin. With the help of Xingyue, he dodged most of them.

Most of the remaining ones were blocked by the golden bell cover. When the golden bell cover had a limit, the light hammers that were not blocked hit Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin staggered back.

While opening three clones, he picked up another light knife.

Normally, clones are not agile.

But Xingyue merged with the secondary limbs, and Xingyue manipulated the ninety secondary limb clones very flexibly, firing light blades to help Zhao Chuanxin defend from behind.

A difficult and inconclusive melee began.

Zhao Chuanxin fought with the virtual invaders, the virtual invaders fought with the demon god believers, and the demon god believers turned to fight Zhao Chuanxin.

In just less than five minutes, Zhao Chuanxin was hit by four light hammers and was chopped all over by the enemy's light blades. Every time he bled a little, the wound was wrapped with a hemostatic membrane, but some blood always flowed out, making him look like a blood gourd.

The earthlings had no chance to see the damaged version of Lao Zhao at this time.

In the midst of the fierce battle, a horn sounded in the distance.

Both sides paused.

But Zhao Chuanxin couldn't stop.

Clone, light blade, Zhao Chuanxin jumped up and prepared to run away.

The demon god believers couldn't do anything to him, but among the virtual invaders, there was a master of axioms who was proficient in anti-force runes and intercepted him in the air.

Zhao Chuanxin splits himself in the air, with a blade of light.

The opponent draws a shield of light.

Zhao Chuanxin has a strong backer.

The opponent is knocked back.

The rune of anti-force may be able to fly and move with the help of the inertia of the jump, but it is far less flexible than Xingyue carrying Zhao Chuanxin.

When the Axiom Master flew backwards, he cast a net at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and shot out a blade of light, but it did not cut through the net and was covered.

He was directly strangled by the net and fell down.

"You push it from below..." Zhao Chuanxin said angrily to Xingyue.

Xingyue was helpless: "This net seems to be made of a kind of insect silk, it can't be pushed. I guess the elf carving knife can cut it, but we don't have an elf carving knife..."

It was about to fall to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't stand falling from a height of dozens of meters.

He didn't even bring his clothes when he was absorbed into the "Old God Code".

But he has the Old God Crucible Brand!

He immediately endured the burning pain and used the old god's crucible to brand the burning net.

He severely burned his skin, but the silk net was also burned and automatically untied. Zhao Chuanxin finally used the anti-force rune channel to stop his body from falling to death.

At this time, he found that the people around him had stopped attacking him, and turned to fight the third party.

Zhao Chuanxin was in pain all over, his skin was severely burned, and his body was covered with cuts. He lay on the ground gasping for breath.

Thanks to the hemostatic membrane, otherwise he would have bled to death.

Xingyue told him: "There is a woman in the third wave of people who is very powerful. She can actually make the runes of the people in the Haishi Void Realm invalid!"

Zhao Chuanxin lay on the ground trying to recover blood and did not answer.

Xingyue said again: "That group of people is very fanatical. The Void Realm invaders and the demon god believers are not their opponents."

"That group of people won."

Zhao Chuanxin can see inside, and his internal organs were injured by the light hammer.

Every time he breathes, he feels a burning sensation in his lungs.

The internal injuries are serious, and the external injuries are scarred.

But he can't be killed.

Some people think that equipment does not count as strength.

Can a special forces soldier go to the battlefield without a gun? Would an ancient warrior dare to fight and charge without a spear and armor?

Harry Potter could only run away without his stick.

If he were on Earth, Zhao Chuanxin could kill without equipment and make a river of blood.

The problem is that he is not on Earth.

He is in a more barbaric and powerful place.

Xingyue said again: "They are coming this way."

Zhao Chuanxin's heart tightened: "Take me away."

"It is best not to act rashly. That woman can make the rune invalid. If she finds out, she will make the anti-force rune channel on your bones invalid. It will be too difficult for me to take you flying, which is not appropriate. You should pretend to be dead."

Zhao Chuanxin followed suit and pulled the two corpses next to him to cover himself.

These people were collecting the spoils, and they searched for the corpses one by one.

Zhao Chuanxin caught a glimpse of the calf wearing greaves from the corner of his eye.

Then the corpse on his body was removed.

"Hey, there's a man here, injured, but he's still alive, he's not wearing any clothes, he..."

This man was very surprised.

So, a dozen people gathered around, all looking down at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin wasn't tired, but the internal and external injuries plus a certain amount of blood loss made him a little confused and weak.

Even though there were people around him, Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid.

If you often walk by the river, you'll get your shoes wet.

Many years ago, he was ready to die on the battlefield, but the battlefield was not on Earth.

If these people wanted to kill him, he wouldn't sit and wait for death.

He condensed the Golden Bell Cover into the Three-point Return to Origin Qi and was ready.

Xingyue said that the rune would fail, he didn't test it, but at least the Three-point Return to Origin Qi didn't fail.

However, the other party didn't mean to kill him.

"I heard that the followers of the Demon God eat people! This man is not wearing clothes, it must be that the followers of the Demon God are going to roast or cook him."

"Then he is really lucky to run into our pilgrim army."

Pilgrim Army?

Zhao Chuanxin had already opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, his face was calm.

Others thought he was scared silly.

"He is so injured, he can't be saved, let him die slowly."

"Ah? Leave him to die? That's not good, he is still alive, maybe he can be saved, he will become a new pilgrim."

"Tiedan, since you are so kind, then you can save him."

A group of people dispersed.

Tiedan stayed.

He sat next to Zhao Chuanxin, watching his companions turn over the corpse, he sighed: "If it weren't for you, maybe I could pick up some gold coins or something. What a pity."

He stretched out his hand, but didn't know how to rescue, and seemed helpless.

Zhao Chuanxin's face eased, and he dispersed three points of his return to the original energy.

He said: "Do me a favor, find a corpse of the same size as me, and take off the clothes for me."

Tiedan hesitated for two seconds, got up and took off Zhao Chuanxin's clothes.

He was weighing whether it would be a waste of effort. By the time he took off the clothes, Zhao Chuanxin might be dead.

He picked up a loose robe and threw it on Zhao Chuanxin.

He wanted to see if Zhao Chuanxin still had the strength to dress himself.

Then, he saw Zhao Chuanxin stood up quickly, put on the robe, and twisted his neck.

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin kicked a corpse away, and there was a revolver under the corpse.

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Just as he was about to pick it up, a dark-skinned man rushed over and pressed Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder: "Don't move, this is mine."

He stared at Zhao Chuanxin fiercely.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up, and his cold, murderous, and crazy eyes swept over the man.

The man took a step back in fear.

He swore that he had never seen such a look.

But retreating made him angry and embarrassed, and he said fiercely: "This is mine, my name is Wu Yu, I am the captain of the Pilgrim Reconnaissance Team, a blue-robed sergeant. You'd better not mess with me!"

Zhao Chuanxin looked around, didn't say anything, but stood up and stepped aside.

Wu Yu picked up the revolver and looked at Zhao Chuanxin with pride.

Tiedan witnessed the whole process and became curious about the wounded and sinister man.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and saw that there were at least 10,000 or 20,000 people around.

These people wore various armors and carried various weapons.

More than 200 meters away from Zhao Chuanxin, there was a woman in a white robe.

The white robe was very torn and dirty, but the woman wrapped in the white robe was very different from the world, with a graceful figure and a holy temperament.

She put her hands together, as if praying.

The people around her looked at her with admiration.

Tiedan asked: "What's your name?"

"Zhao Chuanxin."

"This must not be your real name."

In the world of the Codex of the Old Gods, true names are important.

Legend has it that the ancient gods created humans and gave each person a name according to their characteristics, which was called their true name.

If you choose a name yourself, it will not count and will only count as a pseudonym.

Later, God disappeared.

At this time, the real name must be chosen by someone with divine power.

Later, the powerful people also disappeared.

It starts with people who know magic, know truth and justice, or perform sacrifices.

As the population gradually increased, naming became a problem.

Therefore, the names are determined by prestigious elders or officials in each region.

Fearless Vanguard is his real name.

There is more than one fearless pioneer.

So when we talk about the Fearless Vanguard, we also need to mention his deeds - the Fearless Vanguard who led the resistance.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tie Dan asked again: "What is your real name?"

"Zhao Chuanxin."

Tie Dan grinned: "Weird name."

He had rotten teeth and stunk.

Then they rested on the spot and began distributing food.

Zhao Chuanxin found a stone and rested on it.

Tie Gan shared a piece of yellow pancake, not knowing what it was made of.

He took the pancake and sat next to Zhao Chuanxin to eat it, without any intention of giving half of it to Zhao Chuanxin.

His mouth cannot be blocked while eating.

He said: "You know, Zhao Chuanxin, our pilgrim army are all disciples of the Mother of Order."

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved, he knew the mother of order very well.

Tiedan pointed at the woman in white robe and said, "That is the shepherd. She is the woman chosen by the Mother of Order."

"We, the disciples of the Mother of Order, want to restore order in this world. Zhao Chuanxin, there is only one way to prevent chaos in the world, and that is to ban all runes and spells. We must even destroy those firearms..."

Tie Dan was beside him, chattering while eating.

Since the Fearless Vanguard led the Void Realm Specialist to the Central Plains Continent, the original pattern of the Central Plains Continent has been broken.

At this time, dragons and snakes emerged in the Central Plains, including followers of the Demon God, followers of the Mother of Order, biological remnants, human city-states, fearless vanguard resistance forces, virtual realm invaders, alliances of nine tribes, and some random followers of gods.

These beliefs form different forces and are constantly fighting.

Invaders from the virtual realm are outsiders.

But those who specialize in the virtual realm open their doors and accept disciples.

Every time the Master of the Void Realm calls for disciples, tens of thousands of people sign up.

But there are only a few people who have the talent to learn runes.

It doesn't matter if you can't learn runes, you can be an apprentice from outside.

They burned, killed, looted and occupied land.

Ordinarily, if they behave like this, they should have been destroyed by the other forces.

However, the ruler of the Void Realm moved his management system in the Void Realm of the Sea City to Middle-earth.

The hierarchy is strict and promotion methods are clear. Their internal welfare is very high, and when they run out of money, they expand externally.

A real cancer.

Tiedan added: "Zhao Chuanxin, have you ever heard of the Order Clock? By the way, you don't even have your real name, so you definitely don't know the Order Clock..."

The Bell of Order is a sacred object of the Holy City of Order.

It is composed of order pointer, order pendulum, order dial, order string and order heart.

Every component has strong power.

Unfortunately, now in the Holy City of Order, there is only the Order Dial, and the rest are all lost.

The mission of the pilgrim army is to collect parts of holy objects.

Tie Dan stuffed the last part of the pancake into his mouth and said hesitantly to Zhao Chuanxin: "As long as we gather the Order Bells, we can isolate all runes and spells and restore a peaceful world to Middle-earth. Not only that, the Shepherd I said that the Order Clock can also adjust the speed of time in this world, but we ordinary people cannot sense it..."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up suddenly: "What did you say? Adjust the speed of time?"

"Yeah, it's funny to see you look shocked. You need to read more, understand?"

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xingyue in Chinese: "Do you know the Order Clock?"

Xingyue said: "I've seen it in ancient books."

"How much faster does time flow in the world of the Codex of the Old Gods than on Earth?"

"The ratio of the two varies from time to time, at least five times faster."

Ideally, twenty years on Earth and one hundred years here.

If time flows quickly, the ratio is higher.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his fist.

He became violent before, firstly because all the people in his memory of the first half of his life disappeared, and secondly because his children grew up too fast and he was worried that they would grow old before him.

He used to pursue immortality, but after experiencing a lot, he realized that immortality might be a curse.

Friends made before the age of thirty are completely different from friends made after the age of thirty.

It would be too painful if one's relatives and friends die one by one and one has to live alone.

He must find a way back to Earth.

Don't wait for him to find a way to go back, he is already dying.

It would be best for him to control the flow of time in both worlds.

He has no idea how to get back.

But he seems to be able to plot the Order Clock.

Tie Dan saw him chattering away, mumbling something he didn't understand.

He asked: "Are you sick? Why are you talking nonsense? Let me tell you, you'd better join our pilgrim army and become a believer of the Mother of Order. Otherwise you will starve to death here."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, what should I do?"

Tie Dan took him to see the shepherd.

No one else dared to look at the shepherd. This woman was dressed in dirty clothes and her face was stained with dirt. She was so beautiful that she had a holy temperament that made people dare not look directly at her.

Tie Dan turned his head and did not dare to look at the shepherd.

However, Zhao Chuanxin stared directly at the woman.

Which of his wives is not beautiful?

That's it?

I hope they are all safe and sound.

The woman was also looking at him: "Do you want to join the pilgrim army?"

"yes."

The shepherd reached out and touched the wound on Zhao Chuanxin's body.

The wounds were all new, and there were blood stains on the outside, but all the wounds were no longer bleeding.

She said: "Believing in the Mother of Order means abandoning the spells and runes you have learned. Can you do it?"

She thought that Zhao Chuanxin's wound did not bleed because of some kind of rune or magic.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay."

Just don’t show your holiness in front of others.

The shepherd's left hand rested on the top of his head, his right hand pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and he recited a few incantations.

Although there is always a sense of ritual when joining a religion.

But Zhao Chuanxin still muttered in his heart: You won't seal it for me, right?

Sure enough, the shepherd said: "No matter whether you have runes or spells, I have sealed it for you. From now on, you must listen to the sermons of the military chief of the pilgrim army you belong to every day."

After saying that, the shepherd turned and left, obviously not taking Zhao Chuanxin to heart.

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked and confused.

Could it be that the runes were really sealed by her?

At this time, a man in leather armor walked towards him and handed him a big sword: "I am Mahatma, the Chief of Staff of the Fifth Legion of the First Parish, the Second Military Department, and the Fifth Legion. From now on, you will be the Fifth Legion. The black-robed sergeant..."

The structure of this pilgrim army is quite complicated. If we have to rank it in order of authority: pastor, archbishop, priest, deacon, diocesan deacon, director and charge of the pilgrim army, chief steward of the pilgrim army, purple-robed sergeant, blue-robed sergeant, Black-robed sergeant.

Zhao Chuanxin took the sword and looked at the Mahatma. This man had curly, medium-long brown hair. He absent-mindedly talked to Zhao Chuanxin about rules and regulations, but his eyes glanced at the graceful back of the shepherd as he left.

Zhao Chuanxin was anxious to test whether he could still use the runes, so he took the sword and turned away...

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