[Dolan Gureg Chronicles 1829: Hundreds of years passed, and all returned to peace, even hope. Humanity rebuilt a new kingdom on the land ravaged by periodic snowstorms, re-using the ancient name: Dolan Gureg.]

[In the unknown darkness, the abyss is still slowly invading until the broken world of the painting completely collapses.]

Broken-arm God: Suppressing the Abyss...

Dolan Gureg (representing the human race): The strongest alliance of human kingdoms is about to disintegrate.

Apostles of Painting (people sent from the Painting World from time to time): Collecting supplies from all over the continent, mainly through robbery.

Wild Gathering Place: A small settlement in the part of the territory after the collapse of Dolan Gureg (ancient) that was later occupied by losers in political struggles, descendants of slaves, and expelled people.

【The world begins.】

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[Main Quest: Believer (First Ring)]

Difficulty level: Lv.75

Mission information: Find believers who chant the name of the Sun Princess Gwynevere.

Mission Description: 1. Believers pray randomly.

2. Believers are located in one of 128 wild gathering places.

Task period: 15 calendar days.

Mission reward: real attribute points × 2.

Mission penalty: Forced execution.

……

[Checking the contractor's current environment, the hunter qualification test is now open...]

[Test Mission: Kill violator number 130177.]

Mission difficulty: LV25.

Mission information: Kill the target. When the violator appears within 5 kilometers of the contractor, the opponent's position will be displayed.

Mission introduction: None

Mission reward: Hunter qualification.

Mission penalty: Loss of qualification for this test (2/3)

……

Ding~ding~

As Ivia was concentrating on checking the information of this world, intermittent knocking sounds were heard from outside the ice that wrapped around her body.

The tinkling sound and vibration of the ice woke up Clara, who had automatically become furry. She rubbed her eyes and looked outside.

Ivia looked outside as well. The blizzard had stopped. A little boy wearing layers of thick clothes and gloves was knocking on the ice. He was holding a pickaxe and chiseling the ice again and again.

Ivia pushed the ice away, and the combination of her huge figure and Clara's plush spider form frightened the little boy so much that he fell back.

After leaving the ice, Ivia took a closer look at the little boy. His thick clothes were covered with patches, and the gloves he was wearing were not the same pair as the shoes on his feet.

It would be more accurate to say he was a teenager rather than a little boy. It was only because of severe malnutrition and his very short stature that Ivia made the wrong judgment.

Before Ivia could speak, the carefree young man adjusted his oversized hat and spoke as if he had suddenly realized something:

"Aren't you cold? She shouldn't be cold!"

The boy noticed the thick fur growing on Clara's body and said with some envy.

This was the first time Aivia had encountered such a courageous young man, but she still had no chance to speak. The young man looked at the sky in the distance and said anxiously:

"The black storm is coming again. Come with me and hide for a while."

[World Contact Channel Activating...]

[World Contact Channel has been activated, current number of speeches is 999/999]

Aivia obediently followed the boy to escape, and at the same time said hello on the world communication channel.

Gwynevere (Paradise of Samsara): "Hello everyone!"

"We're here, follow me in!" The boy led Ivia and Clara to a small cave.

After seeing that Ivia and Clara were too big to fit into the small hole, the boy hesitated for a moment, then forcefully pulled open the covering of the hole, letting Ivia go in first.

Ivia had no intention of refusing and took Clara into the cave.

The interior of this downward cave was much larger than Ivia had imagined, and it was not naturally formed as it looked from the outside. It was obviously a gap left after the collapse of some large building.

However, the surface part of the building ruins has been completely weathered away over time.

The young man carefully re-covered the entrance of the cave before running over to lead the way.

"Don't stand outside, come with me inside!" The young man called out and pushed open the stone wall on one side. A messy underground hall appeared in front of Ivia.

In the center of the hall, a weak bonfire was burning, and all the warmth in the cave was provided by this bonfire.

"What do you think? You didn't expect that there is such a strong bonfire here!" The young man said somewhat complacently.

robust?

Ivia looked at the flame, which was only the size of a finger and had changed color. It was a bonfire that was about to go out.

The boy tidied up carelessly, then busied himself arranging seats for Ivia and Clara. Finally, he brought a cup of something dark and handed it to Ivia.

After finishing all this, the boy took off his hat and said excitedly: "You are from Dolan Gureg!"

Ivia finally understood why the boy was not afraid of her at all. She nodded and smiled.

"Yes, I am from Dolan Gureg."

The voice was filled with vicissitudes and emotions that the boy could hardly understand.

Seeing that Ivia had no intention of drinking the water from the cup, the boy took the cup back and covered it. Then he rummaged through the drawers and found a tightly sealed cup and handed it back to Ivia.

"I had forgotten that you people of Dolan Gureg drink this delicious water!"

Aivia curiously lifted the lid of the copper cup handed to her by the boy, revealing murky water inside.

Ivia understood that the first thing the boy handed over was not a drink, but his daily water.

"Is this what you usually drink?" Ivia asked, pointing at the water in the boy's hand that he was reluctant to drink.

"Ah?" The boy touched his head and said embarrassedly:

"I don't usually drink. I'm just a little happy that I saved you two from Dolan Gureg, so I'm wasting it."

Ivia thought about her situation at the time. The boy must have thought that she was trapped in the ice.

"Yes, I haven't thanked you yet. This is a small gift." Ivia said as she took out a small cup of pure water, also filled it with a copper cup, and solemnly gave it to the boy.

The boy was so happy that he almost jumped up when he saw the water so clear that he could see the bottom of the cup. He looked the water up and down and said excitedly:

"You are indeed from Dolan Gureg! I've only heard of transparent water in legends! It actually exists!"

"Don't be so excited, be careful not to spill the information!" Ivia comforted the boy and began to try to obtain information.

"My name is Gwen Ivyya, her name is Clara, and we are from Dolan Gureg." Ivyya introduced herself calmly.

The boy immediately imitated Ivia's tone and spoke:

"My name is Ke? I'm from Es what?" Not only was the boy unsure of the place name, he wasn't even sure of his own name.

"Esloyes," Avia added kindly.

"Yes, yes, yes! You people in Dolan Gureg are really amazing. Grandpa Isham said that almost no one would know this name, but you guys reported it out right away!" said the boy happily.

Isham? Aiweiya remembered the name. Judging from the other party's tone, this person should be an older and more knowledgeable person.

"You're here to completely destroy the Messenger of Painting, right? As long as you defeat the Messenger of Painting who brings disaster, the black storm will stop, right? Take me with you when you fight! I'm also very powerful!"

The young man, who was unsure of his own name, seemed to have finally confirmed Ivia's identity and asked excitedly.

Chapter 207 The World's Luck

Ivia was a little surprised. She had already guessed the identity of the god with a broken arm. It must be Artorius.

There are cruel people in the Sun God clan who like to kill and abuse others. Artorius is not one of them. This is clearly recorded in the history of this world. Artorius should be considered the savior of the world.

The disasters of this world are brought by the abyss, and the power of the abyss in the blizzard is proof of this.

How come it seems like the Messenger of Painting is the culprit behind all these disasters in this little boy's mouth?

Aiweiya shook her head and continued to say as the young man said:

"Now is not the time to fight them."

The boy's mood was visibly depressed, and he asked:

"So what are you doing here?"

The topic returned.

"We are here to investigate the situation in the wild gathering places. Once the war begins, we need to know how many useful warriors will appear in the wild gathering places."

When Ivia said this, she deliberately emphasized the word "warrior" and looked at the boy seriously.

The simple-minded boy was fooled and acted like no one else could do it but him.

Ivia has realized that in this environment, the boy's understanding of the world may not be enough, and the Grandpa Isham he mentioned is the best source of information.

Without Ivia continuing to speak, the boy took the initiative to say:

"After this black storm is over, I'll take you to see our gathering place!"

As the boy finished speaking, the terrifying whimpering sound of a blizzard was heard from the ground.

The boy was used to this and chuckled. He dug out a kind of insect with a shell that looked like a mollusk from an inconspicuous corner. After cleaning it up for a few times, he put it next to the weak flame and started roasting it.

The boy threw the dead insect's shell aside, and Ivia picked it up because there was a gem shining on the shell behind the insect.

"As expected of a Dolan Gureg man, he doesn't care about insect meat and prefers useless stones."

The boy curled his lips in disdain for Ivia's behavior.

After picking up the crystal-shaped gem on the insect shell, Ivia received a reminder of the paradise of reincarnation.

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