Became a Camp Mentor and Was Favored by Players in the Group.

[Gentle on the outside but crazy on the inside, criticizing the beauty and aggressively attacking x career-oriented fishing group pet, professional mentor] Reborn in another world, Rael worked diligently as a blacksmith for ten years. Until—— System: This server will be opened in three days. The city you are in is the fourth novice village. If the player online rate is lower than 50%, the subject consciousness will be wiped out! Does anyone else have the inspiration of a blacksmith to forge a weapon in 10 minutes? He buys at low prices and draws at high prices. Player: Woo hoo, thank you Leer Tietie for letting me enter my soul! Other blacksmiths: Why the lottery? Direct sales from my home! Direct sale! When players from other camps are still relying on chanting scriptures and farming to level up. He has map exploration, world bosses, top-notch weapons, and his camp's combat power is far ahead! Players from this camp: Lord Rael YYDS! Always be Lord Rael's dog! Players from other camps: When will the camp switch start? ! I want to rebel! Betrayal! Divine descendants appear in the Sephira Empire every few decades. They will support different princes to win the throne. They are the most loyal and powerful warriors, but even the "orderers" cannot absolutely drive this group of people who want to do whatever they want. "Listen to the call of the gods and fight for glory!" Rael appeared in front of everyone wearing a pure white hooded holy robe, his fine black hair tumbling in the wind among thousands of magical inscriptions, and the unheard of magic circle caused countless descendants to swarm in—— The sages and prophets of the Sephira Empire were shocked! This is not a blacksmith, he is clearly the son of the god who has come again after hundreds of years! * The fourth prince Lancia has the power of blessing that even the royal family is afraid of. Rael knew that this man was an absolutely dangerous person, but he had to deal with him in order to achieve his goal. Rael: "Your Highness, I need your power." What Lancia heard - I want you. The noble prince drew out his long sword. Under his long golden hair was a handsome face like a god. He trampled the legendary orderer who could guide players under his feet and lay dying. "Rael, from today onwards you are the Orderer." Player: That's it, our camp leader has killed the camp's professional instructor! Rael: "..." Correction, Lanthia Thorne is a dangerous person a hundred times crazier than he imagined! ———— New article "The Necromancer in the End of the World" Please receive advance notice Intention: Relaxed, happy and full of love