Facing the surrounding sights, An's voice remained calm and indifferent: "We are now near Luan, which is already a very good result. I was originally waiting for a calm window in a few days, and the energy fluctuations of the Sea of Karnos
There will be a brief gap at that time, and I can open a precise teleportation gate to send you to the place closest to Asuman. However, some accidents occurred and the teleportation had to be carried out in advance. I can only guarantee that I will take you to
In the Holy Land, the landing point cannot be determined. Now I should feel lucky that this place is not very far from Asuman."
Karasius heard a sense of confidence in the Holy Land from the other party's tone: "How much do you know about the Holy Land?"
An shook his head slightly: "I did know many things about the Sanctuary before, but since the beginning of this Chaos Storm, my connection with the Sanctuary has become quite weak."
The senior monk frowned, not looking away from An, "Who are you? How come you know so much about the Holy Realm?"
"It's not like asking, it's more like interrogating," she said gloomily, but as always, there was no emotion in her tone. She pointed to her chest, "There are many things that I can't explain to you clearly, the causes and consequences involved.
There are too many, and a full explanation will waste a lot of time. I can only tell you that I will do my best to protect this place, because the survival of the sanctuary is closely related to me."
"Are you from the Holy Domain?" The high-level monk seemed to have come to a conclusion on his own. He looked at An with suspicion, "Someone who left the Holy Domain and lived in seclusion in the secular country?"
"People from the Holy Land?" An repeated in a low voice, "Probably."
After saying this, she turned away, obviously not intending to continue on this topic.
Karasius also stopped asking questions. The situation is not optimistic now. Even he, a high-level monk, is a little confused and uneasy. In this case, every partner is precious and cannot waste energy on these meaningless things.
questions and arguments.
After observing the surrounding environment, Hao Ren turned to look at Calasius: "Where is Lu'an? How far is it from the Asuman Holy Mountain? Where should we go next?"
Karasius looked in a certain direction: "Luan is the nearest big city to the City of Gods. There are some small towns between Luan and the City of Gods. Road transportation is very convenient. As for
Asuman...it's in that direction."
The senior monk raised his finger, and following the direction of his finger, Hao Ren saw a hazy light and shadow at the end of the horizon. The light was weak and misty, just like seeing the city lights in the distance through the mist. If you don't distinguish carefully,
Can't see it at all.
"The glory of the holy mountain Asuman was once bright and bright. Near Lu'an, you can see the brilliant light pillars in the night sky when you look up," Calasius said with bitterness in his tone, "But since a few months ago...sigh.
"
Hao Ren looked in the direction of Asuman, silently calculated the approximate distance, and then his eyes fell on the city at the foot of the mountain.
The situation in the Holy Mountain was unknown, and based on what Lily told about the Nightmare Shadow, he always felt that the shadow entrenched within the Order Country might be beyond everyone's imagination. Under such circumstances, he rashly rushed into the God's Favorite.
I'm afraid it's not a good idea.
Although the Sanctuary Investigation Team is from this land, they have been away from here for more than a month. In this month, the Sanctuary has undergone tremendous changes, and their intelligence in this area is also quite backward.
In any case, intelligence should be gathered first.
"Let's go to the city to investigate," Hao Ren pointed down the mountain. "In any case, the sanctuary has been eroded like this in a month. Something is definitely wrong."
The team was about to leave, but a church knight suddenly stood up. He pointed at the large cage guarded by the furbolgs: "What should we do with this monster? In addition, the sub-race rashly entered the city... I'm afraid it will cause problems."
Lily wrinkled her nose when she heard this, but she also knew that the dozens of demon wolves, bears, monsters, and other monsters she had brought over would cause panic wherever they went, so she just bared her teeth to show her dissatisfaction.
say what.
"It makes sense," Hao Ren nodded, "and if you want to go into the city to inquire, it's really not appropriate to bring everyone with you. Let's do this. Later, Lily, let your men camp and hide in the woods outside the city.
Bring this nightmare monster with you, and it’s best to leave a few church knights with them, so that even if you are accidentally bumped into by the local patrol, there will be someone to take charge of the negotiation, and the knights are locals and know the situation better."
Karasius had no objection to Hao Ren's "transcendence" arrangement. He nodded: "I have thought carefully about it, so I will do as you say."
The group of people completed the distribution outside the city at the foot of the mountain. All the sub-race barbarians were waiting in the woods outside the city. The monster named "Smoky Big Meat" by Lily was also imprisoned in a temporary camp. Several church members
The knight and an assistant bishop were left in the camp to provide support, while the others went to the city with Hao Ren to check the situation. The two groups relied on the communication magic stone to maintain contact.
Lu'an City is quiet and strange at night.
A turbulent wind is blowing around without distinguishing between east, west and north. There is a coolness in the turbulent wind. This coolness seems to be able to slowly penetrate into people's bones. Even if they are wearing thick clothes, they always feel the slightest bit of coldness spreading on their skin. City
There were almost no people in the streets and alleys. All the buildings on both sides of the streets had their doors closed, and dim yellow lights came out from behind the cloudy windows. The flickering lights seemed to reflect uneasy shadows.
According to the folk custom of the Holy Land, every household is accustomed to hanging a small lamp on both sides of their door, no matter rich or poor. At this moment, all the small lamps have been lit. However, these decorations that made the city full of life in the past are now no longer visible.
It looked particularly strange: the small lamp was dim, and the wick inside was bent as if it was interfered by a strong magnetic field. The dim yellow light was tinged with dark red, like dirty blood.
This abnormal phenomenon seems to indicate that the dark magic from the Sea of Karnos has begun to invade the material world, and this sacred land is gradually transforming into a seedbed of dark power.
Everyone was walking on a deserted street, but they couldn't find any pedestrians who could inquire about the situation. Hao Ren frowned, the strange atmosphere in this city seemed familiar to many places filled with death and twisted power.
He had felt a similar atmosphere in the secret realm.
However, this atmosphere appeared in a holy land blessed by the goddess of creation, a place that was filled with divine power just a few months ago.
Is the evil giant Rock Marton really about to break through the prison door?
The stone pavement on the street had a strange feeling of dampness and greasiness. When walking on it, the soles of the shoes kept making disgusting sounds. There was also thin raindrops floating in the sky. Hao Ren stretched out his hand and saw some blackish liquid falling on his fingertips.
, but these liquids began to evaporate the moment they came into contact with his skin, and there was nothing left in almost the blink of an eye.
A similar phenomenon occurs when "raindrops" fall on Lily, but they do not dissipate quickly when they fall on other people.
Obviously, these raindrops are also the product of dark magic projected into the material world.
Only "An" in the team noticed this detail. Her eyes seemed to linger on Hao Ren and Lily for a moment, but then turned away.
"Even if the light of Asuman is extinguished, it shouldn't be like this..." Calasius whispered, "This land has been immersed in sacred energy for ten thousand years, and it has been sanctified. Even if chaos attacks,
It wouldn't have contaminated this place in such a short period of time."
Hao Ren looked at the street ahead: "There are almost no pedestrians in the city."
They continued to walk forward. Occasionally, one or two hurried figures would flash by on the dark streets. However, these figures only passed by in a flash. They were so fast and unreal that they were almost an illusion. Some knights shouted loudly, trying to stop them.
Pedestrians running past from a distance, but their shouts seemed to frighten those pedestrians even more. The other pedestrians would often disappear into the intricate streets and alleys and never be found again.
Lu'an City is an ancient city, with intricate streets and alleys and countless dark alleys and corners that even the locals can't explain. Now every dark corner seems to hide countless pairs of anxious eyes. Even those brave
All the church knights could not help but become suspicious.
Finally, Carasius gave up on the people on the street. He came to a house facing the street and knocked on the door.
The lights were on inside the residence, but no human voice could be heard. After the senior monks knocked on the door for a long time, Hao Ren finally heard some voices coming from inside.
Someone approached the door, and then a hoarse, low, and wary voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
"Monks and knights from the City of God's Favor," Calasius said loudly, "please open the door. We don't mean any harm, we just want to find a place to rest."
"There is no place to rest here," the voice in the residence became more hoarse and wary, "It's getting dark, you can find another place."
"This is not the Lu'an people I know," a monk next to Hao Ren shook his head. "I was born in a village near Lu'an. The people in this city are famous for their hospitality. They will never refuse a guest who asks for help, even if they are helpless.
To offer help, you should at least open the door and hand over a cup of hot water.”
"The dark magic may have begun to affect the minds of the local residents," another monk muttered. "In this case, I don't know how many people can help us."
While speaking, Carasius had already exchanged several words with the people in the residence through the door. However, all the requests were coldly rejected by the people inside. The owner of the house was not even willing to open the door and talk face-to-face with the high-ranking monks outside.
It's as if there is a terrible plague wandering in the streets outside, and you will be infected as soon as you open the door. (To be continued.).