The Bald Monk in the City

Arsena-Huiyao stayed quietly in his bedroom. In his capacity, this poorly decorated room did not match perfectly.

But he doesn't care about these, for him, how to practice the sacred will in his heart is worth considering.

His origin is not noble, and he was raised by a family that is barely a populist class.

He has come into contact with the most beautiful aspect of human society on his plane, as well as those dark and dirty things.

His innocent background did not affect his talents. In the face of sufficiently prominent and powerful talents, the solidified class could not block his growth.

The background of growing up allowed him to see the gloom of his hometown. He wanted to make light and smile shine on the faces of everyone.

Perhaps if there is no comprehensive network, he will become an upstart among the existing ruling class or establish a new ruling class.

The brave will eventually become an evil dragon. It seems ironic but a cold reality with more real meaning...

But when Alsena-Huiyao came into contact with the comprehensive network, when his eyes spanned from the narrow towns and civilizations to the entire multiverse.

He was ecstatic, he found that the way of salvation was under his feet...

But soon, he fell into confusion again.

Because judging from the colorful civilizations depicted by the multiverse, it is not so easy to form a sufficiently bright kingdom.

Unless he can make a choice, that is: accept the power of the deity.

But in the end, Arsena-Huiyao refused the call of a deity with a bright priesthood in a certain **** system. He refused to rely on divine power to complete the redemption of his hometown.

He also didn't want to light the first sacred fire in his hometown, to control the mortal with a surpassing mundane body...

What he wants to do is a redeemer walking in the world, but not just a redeemer.

What he desires more is to ignite people's desire for light and let people volunteer and do their best to maintain it.

Only in this way can we build a sufficiently stable and bright world that is not distorted in the eyes of Alsena-Huiyao.

This is undoubtedly very difficult, especially for a paladin who has not yet reached a legendary existence.

But when Alsena-Huiyao abandoned his previous name and put on a new name with the name of thorns and mission, he realized it.

Perhaps it was not only the desire in his heart, but also the sacred promise he made and...then he would reach the legendary path.

At the same time, the only path he chose and adhered to...

"Boom boom boom..."

The dull knock on the door awakened Alsena-Huiyao from his contemplation. He sorted it out and said:

"Please come in."

After getting permission, the man walked in, a very strong human male.

He looked tall and tall, even wearing a gray armor in his daily state.

His face is covered with a dark beard, which makes him look very serious.

"Tomorrow is the most critical moment, what do you think?"

His voice didn't contain much emotion, but Arsena-Huiyao still felt his tension in his rather twisted brow.

"Relax, Arganpur, we have done our best."

"But I still can't rest assured, my instinct is always vaguely disturbed, I am afraid we will fail..."

"Tomorrow will be the final of the Canyon Tournament. If we fail, we will lose too much."

Arganpur's brows were tightly furrowed together, and he was not usually an indecisive person.

But in the face of such an important moment, he still inevitably loses his mind.

However, he did not perform to other teammates, but found Alsena-Huiyao.

He recognized the philosophy of Alsena-Huiyao and stood firmly behind him.

He trusts him, depends on him, and is willing to plunge into the most terrifying abyss for him...

"Relax, you see, I have already arranged a list of plans after we win."

"Trust me, we can win this game."

Arsenal-Huiyao smiled at Arganpur, and then took out a piece of enchanted paper, which was filled with dense and neat text with an inscription engraving machine.

Although Alsena-Huiyao's calligraphy is good, but for this kind of more, it is necessary to reflect the most basic function of the text itself.

He prefers to use the inscription engraving instrument, because it will not make others illegible because of the flying text.

Arganpur took it and looked at it, although he was still a little disturbed.

But the trust in Alsena-Huiyao made him full of confidence again, he nodded to Alsena-Huiyao and retired.

Arsena-Huiyao looked at his leaving back, and then put away the enchanted paper.

Of course he would not say that there is another failed plan that matches it in his backpack...

What he was practicing was an unprecedented and arduous mission for the plane he was in, and failure was what would stay with him for a longer time.

An existence with a strong will and a sacred goal will never fear failure, they will only fear confusion...

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This is destined to be an extraordinary night, and of course this night is for the origin plane of the Canyon Tournament.

In fact, for many planes with inconsistent timelines, it is uncertain when it is now.

However, the timeline of Isabella's plane and the origin plane of the Canyon Tournament is roughly the same, of course there will still be differences.

It's just that this difference is not a difference compared to the multiverse.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head. He was sitting on Isabella's palace.

Next to him was Isabella who called him up.

Although somewhat puzzled about Isabella's intentions, Yi Qiu still agreed to her invitation.

"Actually, I still feel a little unwilling..."

Suddenly, Isabella, who had been silent, suddenly looked at Yi Qiu and said.

Yi Qiu didn't answer, although Isabella's facial emotions now seemed rather complicated.

But he didn't feel any substantial emotional fluctuations in her, so for him, those complex facial emotions were nothing more than a delicate picture.

The vast lake of mind made Yi Qiu jump out of the mortal's understanding of emotions, enabling him to deal with all this with a cold and transcendent thinking.

"Perhaps in the eyes of many people, I have done well enough."

"But I think that is not enough. I want more than just this..."

"Yi, maybe you can't understand my emotions when I was defeated by you for the first time."

beat?

Yi Qiu looked at Isabella~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and he urged all the heads of Dhamma to make auxiliary memories.

However, he did not think of anything about the battle with Isabella.

However, judging from Isabella's subtle emotional fluctuations, it seems to be true.

"Could it be those guys who were hammered in the arena who didn't even see their faces?"

A new idea came up in Yi Qiu's heart, and he thought it might be possible.

But intuition told him: it is not the case.

"I hope to prove something by defeating you, but so far, I feel that the possibility has become lower and lower."

"So I have a new idea..."

Isabella looked at Yi Qiu and said.