I Made the Myth Template

"nothing…"

Brunhill smiled and said.

She looked at Medes, who was shrouded in shadow behind her, and always felt that the other party was weird today.

"Is it because of the Holy Spirit's plan?"

suddenly.

Medes opened his mouth and asked.

"Huh?" Brunhill's arm on his forehead dropped, the smile on his face disappeared, and a puzzled look appeared, "Do you know this too?"

Holy Spirit Plan.

Although it is not a secret among the high-ranking church.

However, Brunhill was a little surprised when the little maid, who had always been harmless to humans and animals, suddenly took the initiative to bring up this matter.

"My lord, have you forgotten that I am also a member of the Shanihis family?" Medes reminded with a smile.

"Ah, sorry. We shouldn't be proud of our bloodline, our bloodline should be proud of us."

Brynhill is the crystallization of the saintess and the knight family, and no one in the entire Jordan can compare with it, and Medes is just an under-appreciated collateral child of the saintess Shanihis family.

if not.

Nor would she be Brunhill's handmaiden.

Of course, Brunhill has never regarded Medes as her servant. In her heart, the little maid is her best and possibly only friend.

She suddenly said this, but it made Brunhill panic, and took a step forward and hugged her gently.

"Ah, the arms of your lord..." Brunhill's tall stature is not inferior to ordinary men, with smooth and beautiful curves, with a slender waist and a towering chest. When she was holding Medes, the little maid was just able to press her cheek against the soft chest of the Valkyrie.

The little maid's face was flushed, and her blond hair glowed beautifully in the setting sun.

The two separate.

Cheeks were a little red.

Brunhill and Medes have been friends for more than a decade.

But such an act of intimacy was also the first time. The laws of the Jordanian church were ancient and strict, with distinct hierarchies, and intimacy between women was naturally not allowed.

The hug at this time caused an unprecedented sense of taboo in Brunhill's heart.

Recently, she has been restless... She threw the thought out of her mind, and saw that Medes' eyes were shining brightly, looking at her motionlessly.

"Meds, do you have anything else to do?"

Brunhill asked.

Today's Medes feels different to her than before, and she is really afraid that Medes will ask some questions that make it difficult for her to answer.

"Brunhill..." Meades said suddenly, and her tone was much more solemn when she called the Valkyrie's name.

"You practice hard every day to protect the city of Jordan and the people in it, right?"

"Well, that's right."

Brunhill didn't know why the little maid asked this suddenly.

However, fighting against evil and protecting the people is her persistence and ideal, Brunhill nodded and replied without hesitation.

"However, there are tens of millions of people in Jordan City. Are you protecting the lives and interests of those people?" Medes said. At this moment, she no longer felt like the little maid who followed her buttocks in the past, but a teacher.

"Does that make any difference?"

Brynhill thought for a while, but still didn't quite understand.

Medes jumped off the bed and took Brunhill by the arm to the window sill.

As the Valkyrie of Jordan City, the living environment of Brunhill, the third life limit powerhouse after the Pope, is naturally superior.

In the astronomically expensive inner city, Brunhill has a castle of its own, including a garden pool outside and a private practice area of ​​thousands of square meters.

It's dusk now.

The windows were opened, and the cool evening breeze mixed with the fragrance of grapes blew into the room.

Even if the sun is not too bright, the garden in front of you still looks beautiful and refreshing. The golden sunlight passes through the tall cedar trees, casting shadows and broken light, and sprinkles the streams and lakes. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and leaves. The pool in the distance was rippling with shimmering light.

Farther, at the end of the field of vision, a high white wall blocked the view of Brunhill and Medes.

"Those who are outside the wall are also citizens of Jordan City."

Medes said.

"Yeah!" Brunhill nodded heavily and said proudly, "I have been to the outer city, and many times I have exchanged the gold coins I earned from performing tasks for bread and distributed it to the poor people in the outer city."

"As long as those people are religious, their children have the opportunity to become charismatic knights and live in a better inner city."

Although the environment of the outer city is not as good as the inner city.

But as long as you work hard, you can live and not be affected by evil creatures.

Brunhill thinks there's a power in that, she's proud of it, and the smiles of those kids give her heartfelt reassurance.

"But, Brunhill, do you know that the people you see in the outer city are only a small part of Jordan City." Medes raised his head and looked at Brunhill:

"The vast majority of people in Jordan City live in the mountains of the Holy Mountain in Jordan, and they never see the sun in their entire lives.

Every day's hard work can only be exchanged for a few mouthfuls of hard-to-eat brown bread. The pollution of heavy industry has made it full of deadly poisonous gas and smog that cannot be dispersed. Many people are suffocated to death because they can't breathe... There are tens of millions of people living there, and in such a narrow mountain, they are like rats. , living without dignity, even after death, the corpse will be machine-made into starch for recycling..."

"how so?"

Brunhill had a look of astonishment on her face, she had never heard her teacher say these things.

"They are not bad, at least they are considered human under Jordanian law. Outside Jordan, in the slave city-states attached to Jordan, those slaves may have their eyes gouged just because they looked at the nobleman one more time. , they were thrown into mines and barren farmland, and they were tortured inhumanly if they failed to complete their tasks. They were treated as commodities, traded to pirates, beheaded and served to the evil gods…”

Maidston paused, looked at the Valkyrie persistently and asked, "Brunhill... Do you think they are the people you protect?"

"I…"

Brynhill's eyes grew more confused.

"Or else, you don't believe what I said." Medes had a sad smile on his face.

"No!" Brunhill firmly vetoed, "I believe in you!"

She took a step forward and put her hands on Medes' shoulders, her gray-blue eyes looking into her with a moving brilliance, "It's because I believe in you that I'm hesitant...if you say If it's true, then the world I've seen over the years has never been complete."

"It seems that we have to find a way to go out..." Blunhill murmured, "But, why do you, as a Shanihis family, know these things?"

Go out on a mission unless necessary.

In general.

The three major families, especially the younger generation, rarely have the opportunity to leave the inner city.

It's like if Brunhill hadn't heard what Medes said today, she probably wouldn't have known these sensational things.

Swish!

Xixixuoso's voice came.

Medes turned around, and in her delicate fingers, the complicated group of maids was removed like this.

However, what appeared in front of Brunhill was not the smooth and beautiful back of the girl. On the white skin, there were traces of whiplash and burns everywhere. The scars look startling.

"This…"

Brynhill is not a pervert, so naturally he won't secretly observe the carcass of his maid.

Actually.

They don't have much contact with each other on weekdays.

She never thought that the little maid's body would actually look like this.

Brynhill stood up with a "rub!", as if a storm was brewing in her gray-blue pupils, she was already surprisingly angry, and her white hair fluttered and swelled like a lion's mane.

On the weapon rack in the room, the knight's gun Kungunir trembled violently, ready to unsheath at any time.

"who is it!?"

Even if Liu Qingqing, the monitor lizard Adam and the others cut off half of his head together, Brunhill remained silent.

But now, there were uncontrollable tears flashing in her pupils.

Brynhill clenched his fists, his voice was low like an angry king, "Tell me, no matter who it is, I will make him pay the price."

"No, don't make a sound."

Medes hurried forward and hugged Brunhill's body, "It's Sino, he's dead."

The girl's body gradually softened.

Brunhill slumped on the bed, rubbed his long silver-white hair, and panted heavily, "Why is this happening?"

"No, I should thank him."

Medes slowly put on his maid costume, sat beside Brunhill, hugged her arm and leaned her head on her shoulder, "If it wasn't for Sino, I might not have been able to see it. you."

"My mother is an ordinary person in the lair world. Because of her awakening talent and her good looks, she was brought to the Saintess family as a bodyguard."

"She was favored by a certain knight of the Holy Maiden family, and then she had me."

"When I was very young, Sinoe saw that I was trained and used as a tool to get close to you..." Medes confided his past to Brunhill, her redemption.

Brynhill fell silent.

After a long time, when it was completely dark outside, she sighed, "You should have told me these things earlier."

"I will protect you!"

Brunhill took Medes' hand, looked at the silver moon hanging high in the sky, and repeated, "It will definitely be!"

...

"Ow!"

in another world.

Su Heng, who was attached to the fifth template, was also looking at the bright full moon in the sky.

"The life form of the fifth template is the undead, and the talent is the alchemy of life..." Su Heng squinted and began to try to use and familiarize himself with the talent of the fifth template.

Fine Quality Life Li Alchemy.

There are three effects in total.

The life siphon can absorb the life of the outside world and convert it into its own vitality, thus making the fifth template grow rapidly.

The second talent, Resurrection of the Dead, is also the core skill of Life Alchemy. As long as there is a powerful corpse as a material, the fifth template can create a variety of different undead monsters.

but…

Can those dead bodies still preserve the consciousness before they were alive?

If it can be preserved, Su Heng still doesn't know what kind of changes will occur in his personality.

As for the monster formed by splicing multiple corpses, how is its consciousness formed? Is it the fusion of different consciousnesses, or is it that the stronger consciousness swallows up the rest of the weaker consciousness? Time to write a good one.

For Su Heng, the incarnation of the undead natural disaster was still a long way off.

The most urgent task is to improve the strength as soon as possible.

The fifth template is very advantageous compared to the rest of the templates. Among all the templates, it is the first template with an initial life level of two.

And, according to Willow.

On the fifth template, although it has been a long time, there are still obvious traces of radiation left.

It is conceivable that the fifth template must be a powerful restricted area creature before his death, but he just doesn't know how much similarity it has with the white wolf in the perception world.

But while having a strong initial strength.

The difference is ignored.

The real world as a whole is also more dangerous than Terraria in space.

Although the perceived world is constantly collapsing, the degree of danger is generally controllable. In the real world, natural disasters are rampant, and restricted areas are everywhere. Even the powerful fourth-level life-level evolutionary can only stick to one place in such an environment, and dare not act recklessly, and it is still more dangerous.

Moreover, judging from the news revealed by the bucket hat skeleton I encountered just now, there should be another powerful undead force nearby.

The little skeleton is because they can't stand the exploitation of those guys.

They just came to Su Heng.

It's really...where the capitalists are, they can't live in peace~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Su Heng thought in broken thoughts, and manipulated the skeleton white wolf to use his life-siphoning talent.

It originally wanted to find some fish, frogs, etc. to extract life from the lake.

However, it took a long time to find.

There was no movement in the whole lake.

In such a lifeless environment, Su Heng felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Su Heng didn't dare to stay here for a long time, for fear that some monster like a big catfish would suddenly emerge from the dark lake water and swallow his bones, a white wolf.

step back.

It came to the grass and looked at the lush boiled weeds hanging in front of it.

When he opened his mouth, a black ball of light suddenly appeared in the depths of the skeleton's throat.

On the hundreds of weeds, wisps of slender black rays of light appeared and flew towards Su Heng's mouth and submerged into the fifth template's body. In an instant, a feeling of intoxication and dreams rose in its heart, making people unconsciously indulge in it.