The dim light of dawn seeped into the hole from the east, and the whole place of light was filled with smoke-like morning mist.
The vast starry sky was gradually replaced by a fish-belly paleness, and the strange fog in the bay wriggled back into the deep sea.
When the Land of Light was born, the strange fog, like all weird things, dared not set foot in it. But as time passed, nothing happened, and it re-infested this place, spreading from the edge of the Land of Light outside the bay, advancing dozens of meters more every day than the previous day. , as if testing whether an indescribable existence has left.
Three months later, the strange fog has extended from the edge to half of the bay. Even if it continues to spread at this constant speed in the future, it won't be too long before it covers the coast again.
Then, the land of light will no longer be pure, and the disasters and weirdness that continue to visit will infect the place again.
Under the Annie tree, Lu Li stared at the Agate Lake camp surrounded by ugly wooden walls.
Workers who were building shacks and cultivating farmland were scattered around Agate Lake. After a tiring day, they returned to the simple shacks they built one after another, preparing to rest in the morning before the light fell.
The work and rest in the Land of Light are completely opposite. This is because the residents who migrated here only think that sleep represents danger, and even if they disappear, they will not feel pain in the sun.
And when the light shines on the bright land and the temperature rises, it will be the most comfortable time of the day. They can have a good dream without having to wrap their bodies into shrimp balls in a thin quilt. Although people often suffer from excessive brightness or long hours Sunbai wakes up from his deep sleep.
And there is no need to worry about delaying daily work. Even at night, the Land of Light is brighter than noon elsewhere on the surface. They are enough to be covered with stars and work under the light of fluorite lamps and oil lamps. Although occasionally fools will fall in Mud puddles or tripping over rocks.
There was no silence around the camp, because the workers building the wooden bridge leading to the island in the center of the lake had not yet left, and the sounds of carrying firewood and nailing wooden boards echoed with the ripples.
They chose to rush the work because Lu Li had returned, hoping to complete the wooden bridge from the island in the center of the lake to the lakeside as soon as possible, so as to avoid the trouble and danger of having to row a boat every time Lu Li wanted to go to the center of the island.
Although believers of the Twisted Church cruise around the lake all the time, the sparse number and large area of Agate Lake make it difficult for them to take care of every corner. The bottomless dark lake represents the unknown, and the unknown represents danger.
Then soon, they were driven away by the wet twisted cultists who emerged from the lake, asking them to put down their tools and go back to rest.
Rather than describing this scene as a shepherd dog guarding a flock of sheep, Lu Li preferred to describe it as the beginning of the cooperation between two opposing entities.
The camp gradually returned to tranquility, and the residents who had finished their work gradually fell asleep.
Lu Li stood at the commanding heights of the entire Sugard Mountain, looking out at the dim, mottled, crumbling and twisted old Belfast that lay dormant outside the camp. The past scenes seemed vivid in his mind.
Despite having undisputed ownership, Lu Li was only the nominal lord of the Land of Light.
The light shone on half of Sugard Mountain and the entire bay. Lu Li actually controlled only 5% of the bright land around Agate Lake.
The remaining 95% is half of the weirdness and half of it is the bay. Even Lu Li's former residence, the Detective Agency and Wanghai Cliff are also places that are hard to reach for weirdness and tentacles.
"You think so too...?"
Suddenly, there was an obscure whisper nearby. Lu Li looked away and looked at the twisted figure who had peeked at the contents of the letter.
"Extreme but reasonable," Lu Li said.
When survival is unsatisfactory, morality will be meaningless, and the selfishness of life will be extremely clear.
"I'm very disappointed...you are no different from other humans..." Elena's distorted figure showed realistic regret and indifference.
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Does the twisted figure care about these human residents? Lu Li lowered his eyes to the letter and noticed the symbols and suspicious blank space after the closing sentence.
Realizing something, Lu Li turned on the fluorite lamp, took out a piece of fluorite and stuck it behind the light-transmitting paper.
[Be careful with the Twisted and Vine churches, they are not human after all and should not be overly trusted]
Symbols and invisibility potions were small means for Mayor Mateus to secretly communicate with Lu Li during the Weena Freeze Port incident, but he did not expect that the twisted figure was next to Lu Li and saw this.
"I didn't see this sentence." Facing his allies, Lu Li explained without hesitation: "As for trust, I handed over the Land of Light to you three months ago."
And it is a place of new light that can be plundered, usurped, and reborn at any time.
"I take back my disappointment..." He controlled "Elena" to smile realistically: "The church will not let you down either..."
Then Lu Li picked up the pen and replied to Matthäus who was waiting in the Weiner Refuge Area: "She said she would not betray my trust."
No more replies came from Matthäus.
Reunited after a long absence, the twisted figure did not leave, and continued to talk to Lu Li, returning to the topic of "The Sunken Land".
"They bring your memories back to life...but why are you unchanged from the last time we met..."
"Maybe I need to rest now."
Lu Li has not yet closed his eyes after leaving the illusion of Midnight City. If he took away the Doomsday Apocalypse Book, he might fall directly under a tree and fall into a coma. But there are still many things that remain unresolved.
The Whirlpool in the southern part of the Land of Light, the Shipwreck Area, the Ember Area that existed since the fall of old Belfast, and the weird things hidden in the ruins of the city.
"We need allies."
The Church of the Twisted and Vine could barely keep the Agate Lake camp from being infested with weirdness, but could not allow them to take back the occupied land.
They needed more power to protect themselves and blow the clarion call for counterattack. And in the Allen Peninsula, Lu Li had a ready-made ally.
And He will never betray Himself.
But before that
The underworld of old Belfast has faded, and the dim light of the morning has illuminated the land of light, as if returning to the gloom of weird times, or the old days.
The twisted figure whispered to Lu Li at this moment.
"Go and rest... wake up and patrol your own territory... Lord of the Land of Light."
Lu Li temporarily lived in the manor of Baron Joseph. The mansion was in disrepair and became dilapidated. The red carpet was like incomplete moss. The sound of Lu Li's footsteps echoed around the silent mansion with no living people.
Walking into the bedroom that once belonged to Irene, the once bright room was faded due to dust. Lu Li lifted off the old bedding and asked the businessman Anthony, who was like a butler, to bring new bedding.
Standing on the terrace, overlooking the unobstructed Agate Lake camp for a moment, Lu Li returned to the bedroom, spread out the bedding, hung his black coat on the hanger, untied his tie and placed it on the dusty bedside table. He also placed the stone seal next to him. He lay down and gradually
Warm bedroom bed.
Enjoying the tranquility after the hustle and bustle, Lu Li felt as peaceful as a dream in his territory.