My World-Saving Game Became Real

This world, shadows quietly enveloped it, and unseen horrors spread among the populace.

The world seemed to be falling into an abyss.

Fang You, who could only stay home to survive, obta...

Chapter 388 This is not a myth!

The Falling Star Summit is about to be held, and delegations from various oases are pouring into the Star Fortress like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

At the same time,

Far away in the Dusk Ruins, in the Great Oasis of the Quiet Night Garden, in a vast training room paved with countless high-level wooden boards on which one can see numerous mysterious rituals, Yun Ji, the former Princess of the Quiet Night Garden and current Guardian of the Quiet Night Garden, is sitting cross-legged in a loose white training robe.

Her back was straight, her left and right legs were crossed and placed on top of each other's thighs, the soles of her feet were facing upwards, and the front and back hems of her training robes fell in front and behind her.

Her eyes were closed, her chin was tucked in, and her expression was straight and focused... Even though mythological practice did not require any specific posture, Yun Ji still strictly required herself due to the long-formed habit. Only by remaining dignified in daily life could she not lose her manners in front of others.

This may be the only stubbornness left in the Quiet Night Courtyard.

They were once the best in the super oasis. After being robbed and defeated, they were even more reluctant to abandon their culture and etiquette. Otherwise, what difference would they make from those big oasis people struggling to survive in the quagmire? Even though maintaining such a high standard of etiquette and culture is cumbersome and expensive.

Yun Ji has become accustomed to this kind of life pattern. Now, she is the only legend in the Quiet Night Garden. She shoulders the responsibility of restoring the glory of the oasis and should be more strict with herself.

Most of the affairs of the Quiet Night Courtyard Oasis are still managed by the three elders. Since the disaster ended and he no longer needed to look after it all the time, Yun Ji entered the retreat and began a retreat that lasted more than two months.

...

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Her foundation was very weak before, and she was a true new myth. Apart from the characteristics that a myth should have, such as divine consciousness, divinity, myth domain, and a thousand-year lifespan, she had nothing else.

She can be regarded as an example of the weakest myth, and there is a big gap between her and a serious mythological existence.

She understood, and the elders understood too. After all, the Court of Quiet Night was a force with experience in super oasis. They had detailed inherited knowledge of what to do when a myth was just promoted, and could avoid many detours compared to wild myths.

Inside the retreat, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then a pair of eyes that looked like a blue lake slowly opened. In the depths of her eyes, a golden glow flashed.

The girl's body was surrounded by blue rhythms, rising and falling, just like the breath she exhaled. As she opened her eyes, the power of the divine charm that spread from the girl's body and shook the entire meditation room to light up, swallowed into her body like a whale, and disappeared into thin air.

"The divine factor has accumulated to 8 points."

They in the Quiet Night Garden were not short of divine crystals, so rather than leaving these legendary treasures gathering dust in the warehouse, where they might be lost when the oasis was robbed one day, it would be better to grit their teeth and use them directly.

The elders reached a rare consensus on this point. They hoped that Yun Ji, the legend, could grow up quickly to face the external pressure that still existed.

After all, the elders had not forgotten that the neighboring "Sunset Kingdom" still had its eyes on them. The Sunset Kingdom was an old super oasis force with two legends.

However, compared with the all-round improvement in physical and mental strength brought about by the accumulation of divine factors, Yun Ji knew very well that the improvement in his skills and abilities was greater.

Compared to my previous self, it is a world of difference.

"After the fall of our ancestral land, 'Xuye Township', our Jingye Court only had one place left for inheritance - the Cloud Cong Sword Skills Inheritance Altar."

The Yun Ji was highly compatible with this ability, and she learned this special sword technique after only a few months of practice.

However, in just two and a half months, she had learned more than ten skills at a rapid speed, as if she had suddenly realized something. Moreover, the level of sophistication and difficulty of entry of most of these skills were far higher than that of the Yuncong Sword Technique.

"Frozen Wind."

She stretched out her hand and brushed it in front of her. A bone-chilling cold wind swept past. The water vapor in the air condensed into water droplets in an instant. Under the extremely cold wind, the water droplets turned into ice balls the size of glass beads, which fell to the ground with a ding-dong sound.

"The invisible hand."

The palm she stretched out changed from sweeping to grabbing, and suddenly, the air not far away collapsed as if it was exploded by a claw, making a roar that shocked the eardrums. At the same time, the outline of a huge palm could be seen vaguely.

The next moment, the invisible palm outline merged into the rushing blue water, turning into a dark blue giant hand. The flowing streams were like the chaotic palm lines in a huge palm print. Mysterious and mysterious.

"Big Deep Blue Handprint!"

She whispered.

This is a combination skill formed by Yun Ji combining the 'Invisible Hand' and her own water control ability. She also found an 'application' in the exchange list that can completely integrate the combination skills into a higher-level skill.

However, judging from the description of the application, it seemed that the tutor had to do it personally, which would consume his energy and strength. She didn't want to disturb the tutor because of such a small matter.

"There are also blade slashing, purification, healing water flow, object control, meditation, phantom step, protective force field, gluttony body training, empty meditation, etc."

"Not only that, I didn't just learn these skills superficially, I also practiced them to a very high level of attainment!"

You know, even though the comprehension ability of the mythical level is far higher than that of ordinary people, it still takes a long time to master a skill thoroughly.

Therefore, most myths only specialize in a few skills.

Yunji flipped through the words of warning to the younger generation written by the elders of the Xuye Township. It read:

"When it comes to training abilities, it is not wise to bite off more than you can chew. Newcomers should remember not to train a second or third ability before you have thoroughly mastered one. Doing so will only interfere with each other, and the more you train, the slower you will become. This is an unwise choice."

But all this was overturned in the Xinhuo organization.

It wasn't that the elders from Suye Village were wrong, it was just that their organization was too incredible and didn't need to follow common sense at all. Based on her own experience and the records in the elders' notes, she judged that the 'thorough study' described by the elders was about practicing skills to the master level.

And now, the dozen or so skills she just learned have been refined to the point of being...

Thinking of this, a panel with her bust printed on it appeared in her mind.

"Yun Ji (Seven Awakenings Demigod)"

"Divinity: ..."

"equipment:……"

"Skills: Frozen Wind (Transcendent), Blade Slash (Pinnacle), Evil Pursuit (Master), Invisible Hand (Master), Phantom Step..."

This panel is like a dream.

Although, a few months ago, when I was promoted to the myth level, it seemed like a dream.

It’s great to have the favor of our mentor!

Yun Ji took stock of her own condition. Her combat power system had been initially formed, and it had improved immeasurably compared to when she was just promoted to a myth. She felt that it was about right, and she was also a little worried about the situation in the oasis... Thinking of this, Yun Ji lifted the barrier of the training ground and walked out of this secluded place.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The heavy stone door slowly opened.

When she walked out of this "underground training ground", what appeared before her was a quaint gravel road and dense trees surrounding it.

The sun shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled light particles. Yun Ji raised her hand and slightly raised her head, feeling the long-lost sunlight. After a while, she walked out of this quaint gravel road, and what came into her sight was an open platform paved with white stone slabs, and beyond the platform, a magnificent scenery that was enough to take in half of the quiet night garden.

Here, in mid-air, at the waist of a giant tree hundreds of meters high.

Yun Ji walked to the edge of the platform. In the distance, he could see collapsed and broken city walls. Outside the oasis, he could also see many dilapidated buildings.

But compared to the worst time for Oasis a few months ago, the situation now is undoubtedly several times better.

People are carrying materials and building houses like ants. Their oasis is being repaired bit by bit and will get better and better.

Yun Ji firmly believed it, and a happy smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked to the side, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "That direction, that breath..."

It was still outside the oasis, hidden in the gray fog. Even if she focused her divine consciousness on it, it was still difficult to see it. However, the almost undisguised mythical power coming from afar was hard for her to ignore!

Like a fire, no, like a sun, with a heat that can burn people's eyes.

"Your Highness!"

An old man came running over and saw Yun Ji standing on the edge of the platform. A look of joy appeared on his wrinkled face. "You've come out of seclusion?"

"Well, what happened to our Oasis?"

At this point, the old man showed anger on his face. He thought for a moment and summarized the current situation. "The evil craze has completely ended. The oasis has not encountered many evil invasions in the past two months. Now the city walls and outer cities are being repaired. These problems are not serious. It's just that the Sunset Kingdom..."

In the Quiet Night Courtyard, a magnificent building used to entertain distinguished guests, many people were unable to hide their anger as they stared at a noble-looking, smiling man not far away.

This distinguished guest, who was about 30 or 40 years old and had the demeanor of a mature old man from the perspective of ordinary people, was the protagonist of this trip, one of the myths of the Sunset Kingdom - the Hand of Dusk and the Apostle of Halo 'Duruk'!

Although he was a stranger and was only accompanied by a dozen waiters, he seemed to be the master of the place. His every move showed the demeanor of a superior, elegant and calm. Even when facing hundreds of unfriendly eyes, the Hand of Dusk still had a smile on his face and was not annoyed at all.

"This king has come with sincerity. If this king and your princess are to be married, a son of God will be born in the future, a son of God who is blessed by heaven and earth and born with God. In this way, when our two families join forces, we will surely be able to reach a higher level. You should understand this."

Druk thought that the stakes he offered were not low.

He was not completely deceiving. In the past, he wanted to gradually annex the Court of Quiet Night through marriage. But now, a genius legend was born in the Court of Quiet Night. With a different status, his approach naturally changed. He really wanted to unite, as long as their Sunset Kingdom took the dominant position.

Because, when a male myth and a female myth are combined, the child born will naturally have divine charm, and will start much higher than the so-called genius monster. It is not difficult to enter the myth, and it is not impossible to impact the demigod or even higher level.

The difficulty is that it is difficult for mythological beings to give birth to offspring.

What makes it even more difficult is that, given the rarity of myths in the world, it is extremely difficult to pair up a pair of male and female myths.

Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Both of them are 'young legends', so the match couldn't be more suitable.

Soon, Dusk Hand Duruk's target, Yunji Myth, arrived.

She was not wearing the princess costume of the Suye Village, but a sky blue battle armor and battle skirt, with two swords on her waist, one was a legendary sword, and the other was an epic sword.

His eyes were sharp, emitting a sword-like gleam.

Dusk Hand Duruk was still not ashamed, he started with elegant aristocratic etiquette and repeated what he had just said. He then said, "Princess Yunji, we are all noble and great myths, and we should understand the difficulty of moving forward, but now, you and I have the opportunity to go one step further and cultivate a great demigod."

He looked around at a group of indignant Silent Night Court warriors and shook his head slightly.

"Ordinary people may not understand, but you should understand that the appearance is secondary. A glimpse of the scenery at a higher level is the most beautiful thing in this world."

"Come, join hands with me and create myths and legends."

"I refuse."

Cold words came out of the elegant, dignified, beautiful, and heroic princess in front of him. She still maintained her demeanor, but her smile was cold and her eyes were sharp.

Seeing this scene, Hand of Dusk Duruk Myth was somewhat disappointed.

He shook his head slightly.

"You don't understand? That's all. Maybe you just broke through, but your mentality is still at the mundane stage. You are as backward and short-sighted as ordinary people."

"It may be that you are still far from understanding the power of myths."

The Hand of Dusk still had a smile on his face, but it was beginning to grow colder.

The wide room was also filled with a chill, and a mountain-like pressure began to appear. At this time, the strong men of the Quiet Night Courtyard were in a daze. They could glare at the myth just now, but it was because the myth didn't care. If the myth cared, they... couldn't even raise their eyes! Just like now!

Their gazes became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and they could only stare at the floor with difficulty, their legs seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, another mythical power suddenly rose up and blocked the oncoming pressure of the mountain.

They could raise their eyes slightly and at a glance they saw a figure in azure armor standing in front of them, walking forward step by step.

"It's Princess Yunji!"

Many powerful men in the Quiet Night Court were excited, however, several elders who knew more of the inside story could not help but worry.

It's nothing, the girl Yunji has just been promoted to the mythical realm, while the opposite side, Duruk, the Hand of Dusk, is an old-fashioned myth who has entered the mythical realm for hundreds of years.

There is a gap between myths!

These powerful elders are well aware of the gap between the two, which is immeasurable!

But even if they knew the inside story, they could do nothing. Under the myth, they were all ants. The hope of the entire Oasis rested on Yun Ji, or perhaps, the Hand of Dusk did not dare to act too recklessly.

Druk was indeed hesitant to start a war by force.

He just wanted to use his own great power to make the innocent Princess Yunji understand that there are also gaps in myths, and then realize how great his plan is.

The light around dimmed in an instant, just like sunset, with a breath of decay.

This kind of decay was like a huge hand, surging forward as if to strangle Princess Yunji's throat.

At this time, Duruk still maintained his aristocratic demeanor, elegant and calm. He did not move a step, but just smiled and looked at the young female myth not far away.

Then I felt a chill in my face.

The dim environment suddenly turned frosty white, the air became humid, and from the humidity came an icy cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Druk was a little surprised.

This strength, this talent... he liked it even more!

His smile became even wider, and he still stood in the same place with his hands behind his back, but his eyes flashed with golden light, and the pressure emanating from him became several times stronger in an instant.

While maintaining his aristocratic demeanor, he gave it his all.

On the other side, Princess Yunji had a cold smile, but her elegant demeanor was no less elegant than his.

now,

Dusk's Hand stared straight at it, becoming more and more delighted.

One minute later,

The Hand of Dusk stared solemnly, and it was difficult to maintain his smile.

Two minutes later,

The dampness hit his face and the coldness penetrated into his bones. Dusk Hand stared at the elegant figure in the distance with difficulty, and his smile trembled a little.

He couldn't help but take a half step back. To cover up his gaffe, the myth turned around, hummed softly, and walked towards the door.

Standing in front of the door, Dusk Hand paused for a moment, and without turning back, he spoke:

"Your Majesty Yun Ji, you are better than I thought, but I will not give up."

"Think about it carefully. If you and I join forces, we can save hundreds of years of detours."

"Let's go."

Seeing the airship leave the oasis and disappear into the gray fog, Yun Ji withdrew her gaze, with a hint of regret in her eyes. She sighed, and the power gathered in her body slowly dissipated.

At the same time, inside the airship, the Hand of Dusk walked into the quiet room alone. He could no longer maintain his composure and began to tremble. He looked back in the direction of the Quiet Night Garden, unable to hide his shock.

"How could this Yunji Myth be so powerful!"

"She is a newly promoted mythical power... She is even stronger than this king!"

“This is not a myth!”