Who is uninvited?

There are no more kind and innocent villagers, no more nuns and priests...

The villagers, who seemed to be ordinary people, except for their clothes, had all the skin on their bodies long since rotted, their limbs were incomplete, and their white eyes stared at them, muttering inaudible filthy language like living people.

As for the unusually beautiful little nun, in Colin's eyes, she also became a living corpse dressed in white clothes, with a rotten and pus-drained face, and swollen skin like a blistered white corpse, without any so-called holiness and beauty at all.

The red-robed priest next to her is also a highly decomposed living corpse...

At the same time, the surrounding buildings seem to have been unrecognizable, unkempt and dilapidated, with walls covered in mold and green-glowing mosses.

The pleasant fragrance in the air turned into a strong, rotten, fishy smell that was disgusting.

Colin's body stiffened, but before he could think about it, the scene in front of him changed again.

Glorious churches, holy maidens, majestic red-robed priests, yellow-faced and skinny villagers praying for salvation, and the enchanting fragrance in the air...

Everything seems to be back to "the way it was", as if what I had just seen was just an illusion.

Several "brave men" around him are still losing themselves in the beautiful voices of the villagers, and they keep making promises, Colin is out of place with them, and he only feels a little noisy.

However, thanks to the moment's accident, Colin finally remembered his true identity and mission.

"Campfire Camp Special Items Containment Company. "

Colin thought silently in his heart, and suddenly, he had a connection with the company in his mind.

But before he could think about it, his scalp suddenly cooled, and he found that the "beautiful girl" was looking at him—and he suddenly realized that he was the one who was wrong compared to the others.

"No one, better than me, knows how to make the world great again!"

Colin spread out his palms and made a gesture to play the organ, blending into the group of eight behind him, before the girl withdrew her gaze.

"O Noble Eight Warriors, please follow me to the treasure room of the Church, where I will present you with precious weapons... Uh?!how... Nine people?"

The red-robed priest sensed that something was wrong.

"Nine brave men? how could it be, one, two, three... Nine, it's really nine brave men!"

The girl in the plain white uniform stretched out her hand coquettishly and counted, and then opened her beautiful eyes and exclaimed, "Brave, aren't there only eight?"

Who is it, uninvited?

Colin didn't speak, and looked at the others in the same confusion.

A "brave man" with a thin body, wearing a shirt and messy hair asked curiously: "Maybe it's some kind of accident, isn't it good to have more people?"

"This," the girl shook her head, "but the prophecy says there are only eight people..."

"It's okay, praise the great Creator, this must be His arrangement..."The old man in the red robe with a majestic face suddenly grabbed the conversation.

"We cannot understand that the knowledge left behind by the Great Creator is inevitable, and since it is the Nine Braves, it obviously has a deep meaning. "

As soon as he spoke, the red-robed Bishop of the Light Sect turned around, and the villagers behind him immediately made way for him, "Come, I will offer you weapons to defeat the enemy, with them, you can save those who have fallen into darkness." "

With such a strong weapon, why don't you consciously fight... Colin complained in his heart, glanced at the others, and then followed behind the other party.

Nine men walked in a group, flanked by pious and prostrated villagers, who left the altar and walked towards the white church in the town, led by the maiden and the old man.

"The form of this church seems a little familiar... Wait, isn't this the kind of church where former colleagues are sacrificed? But it seems to be several times bigger, well, this town seems to be a lot bigger than that over there. "

Colin noticed the imprint of the sun on the Chapel of White, a circle surrounded by straight lines of varying lengths.

In addition, there are gray clouds that seem to be surging in the sky...

Plus there is a familiar "tyrannical" atmosphere in my heart.

"transfur"!

Colin has a smile on his face, but he wants to scold his mother in his heart, he can confirm that this is a "advent type" mission!

And the place of advent is still a familiar place.

The point is that this time he came to this world in his own form!

"The Dice of Probability" Mistaken Me!

He cursed secretly, and then skillfully called up the information related to the mission in his head...

[Event: "A Call from Far Away."] ]

[Description: Cases of mysterious disappearances of some marginalized groups have attracted the attention of the company, and after investigation, unknown forces are seeping into reality, taking people to the world beyond this land through means that ordinary people cannot discover.] ]

[Requirements: Temporarily suppress the memory, comply with the call, find the body and kill it, and complete the containment of the corpse of the mastermind behind the scenes.] ]

[Time remaining: 14:33:33.] ]

[Note: Save the victim as much as possible, this will help you get a higher mission evaluation, and if necessary, you can actively activate the power of "transfur" to crack illusions and face enemies.] ]

[Finally, the Campfire Company (full name: Campfire Camp Special Item Containment Company) wishes you all the best for this event!]

What are the people here fooling the ordinary people of the earth for? Is it really because of the so-called prophecy of the brave? The expression on Colin's face remained unchanged, and his eyes looked at all directions secretly, ready to observe first.

The mission is to contain the corpses of the people behind the scenes.

Most of these are just puppets in front of it.

He needs to gather more information.

In a word...

Be careful and never go out of style.

"Dude..."

Colin felt a touch on his shoulder, and he turned his head to see the slightly chubby young man with messy hair.

"What's the matter?" asked Colin.

"Well, just wanted to ask, you've been looking at Mother Elisa.... You're not going to like her, are you?" he asked, blushing a little.

"Nope. Colin shook his head decisively, "I'm not interested in women. "

Especially a girl of the rotten type...

"Whew... That's good, in that case, then I'm going to pursue her. "

Hot buddy, you are really a bull critic, Colin thought of the girl's highly rotten and pus-draining appearance, and expressed his admiration for this brave man who wanted to be an undead warrior.

"Acquaintance, my name is Liu Dun, I feel that the reality is not interesting, there are fun people everywhere, diodes, and what has come out recently, not a color map or a guy like Jianzheng, so I came to the prayers of the natives, I want to establish an ideal township here, there is no strife, there is no hunger in the ideal township, you can receive the same call as me, and I think there is also a person with the same skill as me, what is your name?"

Liu Dun's face showed a hint of arrogance, and when he talked about the locals, a sense of superiority came to his face.

In the introduction just now, he already knew that this was a backward barbarian world with magic in ancient times, waiting for them to conquer.

And under the influence of some factors, he also believes that he can solve everything.