"All the crops grown in the White Fields have withered, and the soil has turned purple. The reason is unknown."
"A team of disciplinary knights from the church disappeared while passing by the beach in the north of the city. Some fishermen witnessed a black shadow as high as a mountain appearing on the sea."
"The blood of unknown monsters polluted the river upstream. The Heimer family organized people to investigate. Their bodies were found in the river three days later."
"..."
"Yesterday was the day with the fewest people entering the city... Haha, Marquis Wenger's report is interesting. Which day was not the day with the fewest people? There were a lot of people coming here, but most of them died on the road."
In the castle of the Carla family, Peter put down the documents in his hand tiredly. In front of him, a thick pile of report documents were stacked neatly, and the red emergency seal on the page was shocking.
There are too many things to deal with in the city, but Fanon City really has no shortage of people.
Peter sighed, and the picture Lin Yuan showed in the sky before leaving came to mind again.
"What the head of the family said is right. There are more and more disasters in the Northland. Puzzles have regenerated in the cleared wilderness. Monsters that have not been recorded in history continue to appear in our field of vision. Sometimes we even have to ask for help.
Only by using a three-ring warlock can the isolation be successfully sealed."
Fanon City is the largest city in the North. All the major forces are stationed here, and the city can still produce a few three-ring warlocks. But the current situation has deteriorated to such a serious level, what will happen in the future?
Will there soon be a situation where three-ring warlocks can only run for their lives when encountering monsters?
Peter took a deep breath, remembering the days when his master was still in charge in the city.
"It's been almost a year since the head of the family left the country. Even if he has to deal with the Prime Minister's affairs, he should be back by now." Peter murmured to himself, his eyes falling on the white dragon lucky ornaments placed on the table, and he did not move away for a long time.
Now that disasters are becoming more frequent, the relatively safe and peaceful Fanon City is like a light in the darkness, attracting people from all directions. However, as the management of this city, the Kara family and other nobles feel increasingly powerless.
…
There were no stars in the dark night sky, and the streets on the ground were brightly lit and bustling with people.
Yunika clung to the wall and hid at the entrance of an alley.
The daughter of the Wenger noble family has long lost her former dignity and calmness. Her cheeks were blue, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and she looked around nervously with a pair of red phoenix eyes.
In the shadow behind her, several girls were crowded together, their beautiful lace dresses were wrinkled and their faces were pale.
"Daisy, haven't your briquettes found their way out yet?" Yunica lowered her voice.
The person being questioned was the yellow-haired girl in the team. She took off a bag from her waist bitterly, revealing a mini house inside, complete with tables, chairs, and teapots.
"None of the elves I raised have come back yet. Except for the ones that were caught by the shop owners, the ones that walked the farthest have walked out of the street. But then I lost contact with them. The last scene that the spell came back was a
It’s dark. Unika, there’s no road outside the street.”
"Yu, Yunika, can we go back?" a girl asked anxiously with a cry.
Can?
Yunika's eyes darkened and she pursed her lips.
People come and go on the street, they wear all kinds of clothes, their voices are men, women, old and young, but they only have the same face:
That is the face of a young girl.
Unika remembered her name. She was a very lively little girl. At every tea party, she would always share her newly made pastries with a smile, but she is gone now.
An alluring fragrance filled the air, and amber-like crystal wine overflowed from the fountain pool and flowed on the tiled pavement.
The shops were filled with fat diners feasting on delicious food. The boss's shouts and curses were mixed together, and the rising steam traced the outlines of various foods on the street.
Lively and prosperous.
Yunika twitched the corner of her mouth, managed to regain her energy, and touched her companion's head: "Yes. The family will soon find out that we are missing. If we hold on until my father and the others arrive, we will be safe."
Several people nodded helplessly, feeling regretful at this moment.
Who would have thought that they were just outing in the suburbs outside the city and would be involved in a disaster.
Fanon City receives a large number of refugees every day, and many people get drunk in the tavern. There are endless rumors about the disaster from morning to night, and the breakdown of the types of disasters can fill a book.
Puzzles, monsters, abyss divers... But what they encountered was the most bizarre and difficult dreamland.
According to the lucky man who escaped, the things inside are beyond common sense. The real thing may be fake, and the fake may be real. The only secret that can help him survive is to stay calm.
The more afraid you are, the more terrifying the danger here is.
They understand the truth, but how can they calm down!
"Da da"
Two arms stretched out from the darkness deep in the alley, with their palms on the ground, and then more arms rushed out. Huge malice radiated without concealment, and a huge creature was about to appear vaguely.
"Yunika, it's the pursuer!"
"Walk!"
Everyone's expressions changed and they hurriedly left the alley.
Without the street lights, such terrifying chasing monsters will grow in the darkness. They are immortal and almost immune to all their spells.
Yunika and the others have changed their hiding spots many times, and monsters are appearing faster and faster.
Everyone knows that they can no longer escape and can only seek life on the streets!
Just as everyone stepped into the street, a vendor wearing a bull-head mask appeared quietly pushing a cart. He smiled and displayed various masks.
"Misses, please buy a mask. They are made of fine leather and will fit perfectly."
Several people felt a strong sense of death in their hearts, and beads of sweat rolled down their faces.
"Thank you, thank you boss, we don't want to buy it for now." The yellow-haired girl stuttered.
"Are these masks I made too bad? Miss doesn't like them?"
The vendor's tone became cold, and he stared directly at the yellow-haired girl. All the masks on the cart shook and changed direction, and their empty eye sockets stared here at the same time.
"No, no, no, the boss's mask is very well made. It's just that we sisters went out to play and didn't bring any money with us." The girl replied, waving her hands in panic.
The vendor suddenly laughed: "Haha, Miss, you really know how to joke. Didn't you bring money with you?"
As he spoke, his right arm stretched like a noodle, his fingers spread out, and he grabbed the yellow-haired girl's face.
"Danger!"
Yunika screamed and suddenly threw out the protective magic tool, an instant spell!
But as soon as the light blue shield covered the girl, it was penetrated by the vendor's palm.
"Creak"
The girl's face was easily torn off like paper, leaving only a flat blank on her head.
Several people watched blankly as the vendor took away the skin, made a mask with the same face, and then put it on the head of the yellow-haired girl.
"It's done, how do you feel, Miss?"
The yellow-haired girl regained her facial features. She smiled and nodded, and the vendor also laughed.
“As long as the customers are satisfied.”
It seemed that the business was done. The vendor stopped pestering everyone, hummed an unknown tune, and slowly left with his cart.
After the vendor left, the yellow-haired girl walked into the crowd of people on the street with a smile on her face.
Everyone was silent, feeling their hearts tightening and feeling a little out of breath.
"Everyone who has been standing in front of my store for so long, do you want to come in for dinner?"
A voice sounded.
Yunika turned around subconsciously and saw the man wearing a chef's hat grinning and waving to them kindly.
An uneven chopping board was placed in front of the chef. A naked yellow-haired woman lay on it with her eyes blank, and her body had been divided into several sections.
And on the iron hook next to it, as if copied and pasted, the identical body of a yellow-haired woman hung on it with her head hanging down, and the whole shop was enveloped in a faint strange red halo.
Yunika's stomach was churning, she covered her retching mouth, and without saying a word, she pulled the remaining companions and fled quickly.
In this strange place, they, the sorcerers who are worshiped by ordinary people, are as powerless as ants.
Several people tried their best to imitate passers-by and walked cautiously on the street. They did not talk to any strangers and did not dare to enter any shop.
Can she survive? Now, even Unika, the strongest among them all, has no confidence.
As night falls, the shops on the street begin to close. Passers-by melt silently into the spreading darkness.
Yunika and her companions were leaning against the fountain in the middle of the street, looking desperate.
"Tell father that there is a dreamland in the Purple Berry Garden two miles west of the city. It is a street where all the people are not human and all the shops must not be entered..."
Tears flowed from the corners of Yunika's eyes, and she spoke word by word. A small spotted snake coiled around her finger, and a string of words floated in her dark eyes.
Like her, the other girls also activated their own blood spells and confessed their last words.
They have tried many methods, but they have not been able to leave this street. They do not know whether their last words can be conveyed to their families, but this is the only thing they can do now.
The lights went out, and except for the faintly glowing fountain pool, only the last house remained on the street.
Pingyao clothing store.
There were many people in the store, and suddenly the store door opened, and a woman with a soft waist and several people walked toward the fountain pool.
One, two, three...five.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat when they realized that the number of people coming was exactly the same as the number of people on their side, and they immediately had a bad feeling.
"Guest, your customized clothes are here. Wear them now, or should I pack them and take them back to you?" the woman said with a smile.
"Just wear mine now."
The man with the girl's face spoke up. He reached out and grabbed the hair of the girl who was closest to him. With a flick of his wrist, the latter's face showed extreme panic, and her body suddenly shriveled up like a deflated balloon.
The man opened the skin, got into it, and instantly transformed into a girl.
"Hehe, let's wear mine now, it's so troublesome to pack."
Another girl was caught and followed in the footsteps.
Yunika watched helplessly as her companions died one after another. After the woman appeared, the mysterious power sealed their bloodlines.
Soon, there were only two living people left beside the fountain pool.
"The guest wants to take it away?" the woman asked.
The guest being addressed held his chin with his fingers and hesitated.
He stretched out his hand and played with Unika like a toy, carefully checking inside and outside, which made Unika blush with embarrassment.
"What I customized is for men, why are there only women here?" the customer said dissatisfied.
"Unexpected things may happen when customizing. It's written in Article 119 of the contract. Please be patient." The woman replied apologetically.
The guest nodded helplessly, "Okay, I'll just get dressed first. Don't forget it next time."
He reached out and grabbed Yunika's hair, and a dizzy feeling immediately flooded Yunika's mind.
"Goodbye, father."
"Father?"
Just when Yunika closed her eyes in despair, a very familiar figure appeared in front of her.
Is it my imagination?
Yunika's eyes widened in disbelief, but she saw Marquis Wenger floating off the ground with a cold face and a silvery white light emitting from his body.
The light was warm and powerful, forcing the guest to cover his face with his hands. The woman lowered her head, and the surrounding darkness shrank back by more than ten meters.
Is her father so powerful? Yunika looked up in shock, as if she knew her father for the first time.
"Demons and monsters who dare to attack my daughter should repent in the hell of death!"
Marquis Wenger raised his hand, and violent magic burst out. The void shook, and a ghost-colored snake with a diameter of dozens of meters came out, and its bloody mouth swallowed up the guests, women, and the Pingyao clothing store not far away.
Marquis Wenger stared expressionlessly at the large crater after the spell bombing, and placed his daughter and another survivor on the big snake with a flick of his hand.
Then he put his finger between his eyebrows and activated the spirit-guiding method again.
Lin Yuan, who was far away in the capital, seemed to feel something.
"The number of times I borrow power has increased recently. Has the environment in Fanon City deteriorated so much?"
Lin Yuan looked thoughtful in his eyes and responded to Yuanfang's request.
But a little strength is really not worth mentioning to him now.
The silver light drove away the darkness and opened a door in front of Marquis Wenger.
Marquis Wenger took one last fearful look at the thick darkness, stepped on the big snake, and left through the door.
a long time.
"Well, why do you think I let them go?"
"You are a fool, you don't understand. Anyway, just listen to me."
The darkness squirmed, swallowing up the fountain pool that was still glowing at the end, expressing its dissatisfaction.
A chuckle sounded in the void, and the mist hidden in the fountain pool faded away.
He is Foghe, and he is different from the group of fools who follow the abyss.
The old warlock's strength just now was average, but his background was very strong!
The master of the silver-white power has met him before, and his personality is on the same level as his master, the Lost Mist, and he is also the pillar god of this galaxy!