"There seems to be a celebration here, Brother Ed." Jita glanced across the square and replied softly.

In the center of the square, there is an equestrian statue holding a flag high. The marble surface is solemn and smooth. There is a shelf under the statue, as if a stage was set up here before people left.

But under the cold moonlight, the stage was empty.

Colorful curtains were drawn around the empty square, long tables were displayed, covered with tablecloths, and piled with round wine barrels. It seemed that as long as the cap was unscrewed, the fragrant wine would gush out, filling the wooden cups with wine.

The fragrance overflows.

However, the drinkers had already left, and the square was deserted at night.

Some low sighs echoed in the square, and Fang Plover turned around, feeling something in his heart. There seemed to be all kinds of eyes coveting the surrounding buildings, but there was a deep-rooted idea that told him that it was all an illusion.

"Miss Tata, can you feel anything?" he asked in his heart.

"You are very nervous, Mr. Knight." Miss Elf replied calmly. "The magicians of the Tarot School are the best at illusions. They believe that the role of illusions is to control people's hearts, so you must first overcome your own fear."

"I'm not scared, I'm just a little confused, Miss Tata." Fang Plover frowned and looked at everything around him. Anyone would feel confused and uneasy in such a specious environment. Dolifen's illusion is difficult to explain, let alone today.

What happened to them later was even more bizarre.

"Confusion makes you hesitate."

"But……"

"When you move forward, you can see more scenery, and hesitating in the same place will not help the situation." Miss Goblin's voice was very stable. "Self-doubt is useless, Mr. Knight."

Fang Yu couldn't help but feel cheerful after hearing this. Miss Goblin's calmness seemed to have infected him. He let go of Jita and walked slowly towards the square.

"Brother Ed?" Jita grabbed his sleeve nervously.

Fang Yu patted her hand and motioned for her to wait here. "Don't worry."

He raised his head and looked forward, sighing: "This should be the scene before Dolifen encountered disaster, but the illusion lingering here repeatedly allows people to see these fragments. What is the purpose of it?"

Jita was not at ease and held up her glasses to catch up. As she chased Fang Plover, she asked in a low voice: "Before the disaster that everyone saw in the dream happened, Dolifen was holding this celebration? Is it possible?

What happened at the celebration, brother Ed?"

"It's very possible."

Fang Plover walked to a long table, just like at grand celebrations in all regions. The long table was filled with fine wine and food, and the boxes below were piled with various fruits.

He stretched out his hand and touched a black plum. The cold touch on the smooth skin seemed to be the real thing. At this time, a short and fat hand had already stretched out from the side, picked up the plum, and placed it on the

I wiped it on my clothes.

Then he took a bite with a 'chak' sound, and a mouthful of full juice. Parker held the bitten black plum in one hand, puffed out his cheeks and chewed while looking at him, while picking up another black plum and handing it over. "It's delicious.

Want to try it?"

"This is something belonging to the undead!" Jita was startled and hurriedly slapped the plums off Parker's hand.

Parker looked with regret as the bitten plum rolled around on the ground twice, covered in dust. "But it's quite delicious. I've never eaten undead before."

Fang Yu looked speechlessly at the guy who only wanted to risk his life.

He saw Parker secretly stuffing the remaining plum into his backpack. Seeing that the other person didn't look like he was about to be poisoned and die, he shook his head and ignored the guy.

At this time, other people behind also followed.

"Did you find anything, brother Ed?" Hansen asked.

Fang Yu shook his head and did not answer. He looked at the statue not far away and walked forward. At this time, a strange scene happened.

As if in an instant, phantoms appeared in the square, pale and hazy, with longing figures. Fang Plover couldn't help but stop and watch these shadows walking between the long tables, whispering to each other.

Everyone looked at this scene with some uneasiness, and the experience of Ms. Fujiye's hotel was still before their eyes.

Fang Plover raised his head, and a slender figure emerged from the statue. Before that, he had long felt the gaze coming from the statue.

The figure seemed to be watching them.

But its gaze did not stay too long on them. Faintly, Fang Plover seemed to hear the other party sighing lowly. It was a female voice, low and somewhat plaintive.

It was somewhat similar to the voice he saw in his dream, but not exactly the same. There seemed to be three or four voices mixed in.

One is firm, one is sad, one is innocent, and there is another one that is hidden behind so many voices, but people can’t hear it clearly.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret?" Fang Yu couldn't help but was slightly startled when he heard the low sigh and the words lingering in his ears.

The figure came towards him, and he subconsciously raised his head and saw it walking forward through him. "Wait a minute, ma'am." Fang Plover turned around, only to see its back disappearing into the phantom.

Everyone else looked at him with some confusion.

"Brother Ed, what's wrong?"

"Didn't you see it?" Fang Yu looked at the others in surprise.

People shook their heads.

At this time, Fang Yu felt another gaze fall on him. He was slightly startled and looked in that direction. Between the intertwining figures, he saw that figure again. It stood there steadily, as if waiting for him.

"Can you see it there?" Fang Plover pointed to the others and asked. "That figure, it seems to be looking at us."

"But we can't see anything. We have to talk about shadows. There are people everywhere here. But brother Ed, which one are you talking about?" Tianlan looked in that direction in confusion.

"Take us there." Sylvide whispered.

Fang Plover nodded.

Attila reminded from the side: "Be careful, Ed."

The empty phantom stood there, waiting for Fang Plover to approach, and then let out a hollow sigh.

"...False reincarnation is sometimes not necessarily a bad thing."

"False? Madam, what did you say?"

The tone of the voice began to change and gradually became mature. "Be careful about the people around you."

Fang Yu was stunned: "People around me?"

The voice became shriller: "Because those who pretend to love you will lie to you, and their false expectations will one day turn into a vicious curse. Come and help me, we are the same kind of people."

Fang Plover frowned, what kind of nonsense is this? He stretched out his hand and the clockwork fairy flew up from the slide rails of the magic furnace and passed through the shadow with a 'buzz'.

The Phantom was knocked to pieces.

"Calm down, Ed." Attila came up and grabbed his hand: "What's wrong?"

Fang Yu described what he saw.

Sylvester raised her eyebrows after hearing this.

She turned back, her blue eyes reflecting the silvery light of the moonlight, and asked softly: "Do you believe what it says?"

Fang Yu sneered: "How could I believe such nonsense?"

"But it may not be unreasonable."

"Miss Sylvide?"

The noble girl smiled mysteriously. "Have you forgotten, I didn't tell the truth either."

"Then will Miss Sylvide harm us?"

She was slightly startled after hearing this, raised her head, and looked into Fang Plover's eyes with some surprise. But the young man's serious face made Sylvester stunned for a rare moment, and then she burst into laughter.

Fang Yu only replied calmly: "I didn't tell the truth either, did I?"

As for the second half of the sentence, there is no need to say it again, it is a common secret in this team. The noble girl tilted her head slightly, smiled lightly, her eyes were sincere and bright.

Behind Hansen, the scholar listened to the conversation between the two and rarely took the initiative to speak: "There is no difference between goodwill and malice in deception. It is just a sign of distrust. Little guy, how can there be no love for no reason in this world?

People who pretend to love you are often planning how to kill you behind your back."

"What do you mean by that?" Fang Plover looked at this guy coldly and asked.

From the beginning until now, he had always felt that something was wrong with this guy. If the other person hadn't been Hansen's employer, he would have planned to part ways with this guy.

The scholar smiled mysteriously: "One day, you will wake up."

"So, people like you are annoying when you are always suspicious." Tianlan wrinkled her nose and replied unceremoniously.

"Little girl's movie." The scholar glanced at her and didn't bother to argue with her.

Tianlan was so angry that she rolled her eyes.

"Brother Ed, look over there!" Jita suddenly grabbed his hand and said.

Fang Plover was distracted and turned around subconsciously.

The phantom in the square suddenly changed again. The figures became commotion, as if they encountered something indescribable in the distance, and people fled in all directions. The screams and sharp cries were like claws scratching the glass, which was piercing.

Everyone stood among the chaotic figures, surrounded by a rushing river.

The feeling before the disaster seemed to come back to him. Some strange sounds lingered in Fang Plover's ears, and the cries seemed to converge into a vicious curse.

"Kill it."

"Kill this vicious woman."
To be continued...