In the following day, we could see fugitives from the entrance of the village from time to time, ranging from a few people to hundreds of people flocking into the village.

The villagers in this village are also enthusiastic in this regard and receive everyone without any disgust.

After all, they are all poor people whose homes have been destroyed, and they still have basic empathy.

A large-scale construction began in the village.

At least a thousand people came intermittently, and they could not be squeezed into this village with a size of about five hundred people.

At night, it belongs to Bailan's yard.

Yishui and Rangers, Warriors, and Bailan and Al are in a circle.

There are many things that only indigenous people like Bailan and Al who have lived since childhood know about it.

Yishui needs to seek their answers.

“How many villages are there in the vicinity?”

"At least...a dozen?" Al was a little uncertain.

Things during the day made him a little angry and he was also confused.

"Why are they all being killed, driven away, and used at will? Is it okay here?" Yi Shui grasped the point.

The visitor from the Dragon Barbarian Empire obviously means that this place is not a hidden place.

So why?

"Maybe, we are lucky? The empire we came from that day was a little kinder?" The simple Bailan put forward his own opinion.

Yi Shui shook his head silently... The Dragon Barbarian Empire under the rule of the Great Emperor is kind?

This is the first time these two phrases are grouped together.

The Emperor has many excellent qualities, but among them there is no kindness.

"Ahem..."

When Al was obviously confused, an old cough came from outside the garden.

It was the old farmer who had always represented the village.

"I probably know the reason." said the old farmer.

He slowly pushed open the wooden door and the old farmer walked in slowly.

While walking, he coughed.

"Outsider, I didn't plan to tell you this. But at present, if you don't say it, it won't work.

I've heard a legend from my grandfather-

Legend has it that our land is favored by the goddess of creation.

The goddess of creation protects everything here, but the goddess will not take action until the last moment.

Looking at it now, it seems that it is the last moment - those cruel foreigners are killing. If the goddess does not take action, our village may not exist.

They should be afraid of the legendary goddess's power.

So, can you help me?"

The old farmer looked at Yishui with his turbid eyes, his eyes full of begging.

No task received...

However, completing the dungeon and saving the village was what he wanted to accomplish.

Yishui nodded, "How do we help you?"

"I know this legend, those outsiders should know it too. But... the legend is just a legend. Can you help me verify it? If it doesn't work, we will have to escape."

When Yi Shui heard this, he frowned and pondered.

The three empires are either obeying the wind or rain.

If they can make them afraid, then this legend is most likely true.

It’s just that it’s the goddess of creation or not, it might be possible.

The world is so big, how can the goddess have time to stare at this small place to take care of?

Moreover, with the usual style of the goddess of creation, she ignores all the small-scale grudges and revenge in the world.

Only when she sees that the whole world is likely to fall into depravity will she give some guidance.

That strange mage?

Yi Shui thought of the NPC who guided him into this dungeon - could it be her?

"How to do it specifically?" Yi Shui asked.

"It's very simple. Ten miles south of our village, there is a field with a strange circle on the field. There is never any crops or weeds, and it is always a clearing. Legend has it that there can be contacted with the goddess of creation."

"Okay." Yi Shui nodded and wanted to get up as he said.

Behind him, Al and Bailan also stood up excitedly and planned to go with them.

It was also at this moment that Yi Shui's figure suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the warrior and ranger's faces suddenly froze, and then they all seemed a little strange.

"Goddess of Creation" took the initiative to contact them?

"Don't disturb Al and Bailan, come here as the farmer's instructions."

this……

Yi Shui and the warrior and the ranger subconsciously looked at each other.

Yi Shui sat down again and said slowly: "Forget it, it's too late, let's go tomorrow."

"Yes, it's too late, it's so sleepy~ We're going to rest...yawn~" Ranger got up and stretched.

"You!" The old farmer stared at them with wide eyes, feeling that his feelings were being played with.

"What are you glaring at me? Old man!" The warrior and macho glared back.

"Why don't you go?"

"Why don't you go?" the warrior man asked back.

The old farmer who was questioned suddenly looked embarrassed and said in a low voice: "We have tried it, maybe it's because our cultivation is not enough..."

"Oh~" the warrior man glared at the old farmer disdainfully, "It turns out that he came to see us because he has no way? Don't go! Let's talk about it tomorrow when he wakes up!"

"You! You!" The old farmer stomped his feet in anger and vain, but he had no choice but to do anything to them.

After a while, he could only leave angrily.

"Sleep, sleep." The warrior and macho man said, got up and walked towards his exclusive haystack.

Yishui also yawned lazily, got up and walked into the house.

Bailan and Al were obviously a little stunned.

this……

The development is wrong.

The two children who couldn't figure out the thoughts of these three foreigners had to go back to the house with a lot of doubts. After all, it was really late.

They were very tired after helping to expand during the day.

In the middle of the night, three pairs of eyes lit up in the darkness.

When a third-level professional wants to do something secretly, it is not something that Al and Bailan can discover.

In order to hide, the three of them did not even ride horses.

Running all the way to the place where the old farmer said.

In the field, a circle of unique blank spaces is quite conspicuous.

Among them, there are some strange patterns that the old farmer did not say.

If the third-level mage indigenous people who were substituted by the mage player here, they might be able to see the patterns on the ground at a glance, which have some common points similar to their magic.

“Stand in the circle.”

The voice of "Goddess of Creation" sounded again, and the three of them obediently did it.

Entering the circle, a white light flashed, and the figures of the three disappeared immediately.

While the three figures disappeared, there seemed to be a shadow swaying slightly under the shadows in the distance...

Yishui, the warrior and the ranger, met the expected mage together.

That's right, it's the strange mage who guided them into the dungeon.
Chapter completed!