The withered white bone bird flapped its wings and flew high.

Under the control of the Xu family.

Fly into the sky at a slower speed.

Dark clouds were rolling, the air was dead silent, the pitch-black sun merged into the deathly clouds, and no difference could be seen.

Only the outline of a very dark circle can be vaguely seen.

Thousands of years ago, the sun and moon in the wizarding world were normal, but after being eroded by the underworld, they became the black sun and blood moon of today.

This is a sign that the world is dying.

"This height is about right," Xu Xi thought to himself and stopped the Undead Bone Bird from rising, keeping it at a safe height so that Sylvia beside him could observe the earth.

Standing high in the sky, overlooking everything.

Everything is in sight.

There was a strong wind blowing beside my ears.

A feeling of swaying, weightlessness, disorientation, and unsteady steps.

All kinds of feelings that I have never experienced before come over me.

It was a more novel experience than anything I had experienced since I was a child.

The girl shrank back a little, but she pried open the gaps between the bones of the bone bird with her hands and soon regained her composure, able to observe the situation below with a normal mind.

"This is..."

"The current Cloverfield..."

The wind is very strong.

The wind made Sevilla's soul fire flicker.

What you see is a horrifying and terrifying scene. The earth is twisted and distorted, and all objects stand crookedly on the surface. The resurrected dead are wandering everywhere, and the terrified living are hiding in all directions.

Death, fear, plague, darkness...

These are things that Sylvia already knew.

However, the perspectives from the ground and the sky are two completely different experiences.

With the help of the system, the girl was able to overlook the earth from a high altitude, and for the first time, she had a very profound and clear understanding of the undead natural disaster.

That, that is.

It's hell.

"How could this happen..." Sylvia was distraught, unable to connect the hell before her eyes with the beautiful home in her memory.

The world has become like this, and Cloughel has become like this.

It seems that there is no going back to the past.

"Master Wizard, is this the case everywhere in the world now?"

the girl asked softly.

"Most areas, as you can see, have been eroded by the aura of the underworld."

Xu Xi replied.

The world is huge, and there are always a few places that retain their original vitality, but there are too few such places. Deathly silence is the main theme of this world.

Like the earth beneath the Bonebird.

Corpses are scattered, undead spirits are wandering, and the living either hide in remote places or gather into a solid defense force to resist the undead's attack together.

"Severia."

Xu Xi lowered his gaze, following the dead girl's gaze, to the two tombstones on the distant hill.

He asked, "Even so, do you want to stay?"

"Yes, Master Wizard."

The hero's answer was as firm as expected.

The slightly scary face and the pale skeleton express his determination through practical actions.

"I will protect everyone in Crawfield on behalf of my father and mother."

The sound was distorted by the wind.

But Xu Xi truly heard the girl's fearless belief.

…

[Protecting others and the past is undoubtedly a difficult and heavy task for Sylvia.]

[Especially when the world is doomed to be destroyed]

[The girl's efforts are more like a dream that is destined to fail]

[You have countless ways to persuade the girl to give up and stop this meaningless behavior, but you remembered your third simulated self]

[You smiled, thinking that Sylvia didn't need your preaching]

[She is a mature hero]

[With a firm belief and a determined will, all you can do is bless her]

[After flying a circle with Sylvia, you control the bone bird to land again and let Sylvia return to the ruined mansion]

[At the time of separation, you deeply felt the difficulty of being a hero, and taught Sylvia a method to become stronger, which is a very versatile soul training method.]

[You think it's a good match for Sylvia]

[Servia expresses her gratitude to you and politely performs a knight's salute]

["I wish you all the best, Master Wizard."]

[As the ghost girl bids farewell, you sit alone on the back of the bone bird and fly to the Aoka Kingdom in the north]

[Four-ring wizard tower: White Crow Tower]

That’s where you’ll end up.

…

Xu Xi left.

The wizard's movement speed is extremely fast.

Just a breath.

The bone bird flapped its wings, easily stirring up the whirlwind, and in an instant, it disappeared from Sylvia's perception.

Only a lasting trace of energy remains.

"Blah, blah."

The dead branches swayed, collided and rubbed against each other. After a long, long time, Sylvia came to her senses belatedly and turned her gaze away from the sky.

"The wizard has left..."

There is a hint of loneliness in the quiet voice.

Turn around.

Push the door.

The undead girl in heavy armor pushed open the creaking, rotten door once again. The slightly sharp sound kept echoing in the corridor.

Lonely and deserted.

"Will I be alone again from now on..."

After pushing the door, Sylvia did not enter immediately.

She looked at the dark entrance and the dim and blurry interior, and suddenly, she didn't want to go in.

In the past.

A lone brave man can ignore all kinds of hardships, move forward in the wind and rain, curl up in the darkness, and silently clear out the stubborn undead.

But it's very strange.

After just one month.

But I can't get used to my previous life.

"Wake up, Sylvia."

"You are the only hope of the Cloverfield family. For your father and mother, you must be strong!"

The undead girl encouraged herself and bravely walked into the dilapidated house.

It's no big deal.

It's nothing more than returning to the life we ​​once had.

I was used to it before, and I can get used to it now.

"Master Wizard is right. My current strength is too weak. I can't protect myself or others."

"I have to get stronger."

Taking out the cultivation method given by Xu Xi, Sylvia began to read it carefully, studying the cultivation methods contained therein.

Train, wield a sword, and slay the undead.

Since Xu Xi left, the girl's daily routine has been revolving around going to and from work.

Sometimes, a thunderstorm will come and create a temporary project that makes you huddle in fear.

"It's the hero, the hero is coming!"

"Great! We are saved!"

"Monster, you are the one who attracted the undead. Get out! Get out!"

"Get this monster out of the village!"

In Crawfield's territory.

Still the same as before.

Some people are kind to the "brave man" and think that he is a selfless and good person.

Some people have the most malicious fantasies, thinking that "heroes" are the source of all death.

The undead girl did not respond. She just put on armor silently, covered her face tightly, and cleared the invading undead for people.

She has always been like this.

It has been like this from the past to the present.

"Father..."

"Mother..."

"I know a good wizard."

At the top of the hill, the brave man once again squatted and curled up, with his back against two tombstones, motionless in the thick night.

Because he was wearing heavy armor, the figure looked quite tall.

But inexplicably, I feel a little lonely.