Quickly wear cannon fodder, just flip the table and feel great

[Host, host, one good news and one bad news.]

Which one do you want to listen to first? 】

Hearing the system's somewhat guilty words, Qiu Tianxi's eyebrows jumped violently.

"bad news."

The system is submissive.

【The bad news is, the data of this world has been found.】

"Huh? How is this bad news?"

Qiu Tianxi was puzzled.

He remembered that his system generally didn't play tricks on him.

Not to mention the current situation where we are on a mission.

Hearing Qiu Tianxi's question, the system silently lowered its voice.

[Host, this is bad news.]

Because although the information about this world has been found, it is only basic information.

For example, the world corresponding to this number really has the United Kingdom of Elria.

For example, this world is a Western magical worldview, and all residents believe in the God of Light.

Then suddenly one day, something unknown and unexpected happened in this world.

The staff who monitor the operating status of each world discovered that the aura of the God of Light who represents the Heavenly Dao of this world has disappeared.

He immediately sent people to investigate, but all he got was the information that there were no living creatures in this world anymore.

This information is basically useless for you, the host, if you want to arouse the other party's empathy.

So, this is very bad news.

Feeling speechless, Qiu Tianxi took a deep breath and suppressed his urge to fight with the system.

"The bad news is over, what about the good news?"

【The good news is, I found information about this world. 】

"Fuck, isn't this bad news?"

Qiu Tianxi, who could no longer bear it, directly began to speak in beautiful human language.

But faced with a large number of beautiful sentences, the system explained them seriously.

[Host, this is good news.]

Because I found information about this world, which indirectly proved that what the voice said was not completely fictional.

So, that’s good news.]

Qiu Tianxi: "...Well said, don't say it next time."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but find another system to beat you up."

Qiu Tianxi was speechless and no longer paid attention to this system that was unable to think flexibly.

He gripped his weapon tightly and walked directly into the church with its doors wide open.

As he entered, the dark interior of the church suddenly lit up with thousands of candles.

The place that had previously looked abandoned from the outside now looked brand new under the candlelight.

Faced with this sudden change, he vigilantly held the dagger across his body.

Opposite the gate is a prayer hall.

After carefully looking around, Qiu Tianxi chose to go to the prayer table at the front of the auditorium.

After all, the interior space of a church is very large, and there are many rooms with secrets and special meanings.

And on the first floor that is currently visible to the naked eye.

The only place that seems most likely to contain special clues is the prayer table in the auditorium.

His boots made a clattering sound on the smooth marble floor.

And this voice was in the now obviously empty church.

It was as if a loudspeaker was turned on, constantly echoing in this space.

With this sound as his backdrop, he passed row after row of benches.

Came to the bottom of the prayer table.

A thick book was spread out on the prayer table.

Next to the books, there is an exquisite medal engraved with a sunflower pattern.

Just the next second after he saw the medal clearly.

A wind suddenly blew in the closed auditorium.

The candlelight flickered in the wind, stretching the shadows of the benches and the prayer table to extremely long lengths.