As the night gets deeper and deeper, the outsiders who are still wandering in the City of Phantoms feel more and more tired. They no longer care to leave and just find a corner to fall down and sleep.
The deeper they sleep, the more transparent their bodies become, and they look more and more similar to those phantom residents...
Until finally, the whole city became quiet and began to wait quietly for the coming of dawn.
And those adventurers who didn't come out in time at night were never seen again.
If this kind of thing happened in normal times, this situation would still arouse people's vigilance. However, in the current environment with such complexity, lack of organization and management, and rumors flying all over the sky, it naturally failed to cause much waves.
People still carry beautiful longings and continue to enter the city, looking for possible gifts.
Miseran came over early in the morning, but she first found the old bishop and conveyed to him the oral message from Archbishop Artanis.
She imitated Artanis's tone and tone as much as possible, and said loudly:
"Thank you for your discovery and sharing. It is very guiding for our exploration direction. I know what to do. I hope you and your sect can bear with it. I am very optimistic about this young man Gallo. He
It will be our solid! backing! shield in the future!”
The last four words were emphasized because Artanis emphasized them like this before.
The key point of this remark is also only the last half of the sentence. The general idea is: I am going to go in and see what is in the city. If there is any trouble, the teacher must remember to bring Gallo to rescue me!
Be sure to bring Gallo with you!
As a simple girl like Misseran, she naturally couldn't hear anything wrong in the Archbishop's remarks. She simply thought that the Archbishop was optimistic about Gallo's prospects and future, and was happy about it...
Of course the old bishop understood, and he suddenly felt angry and funny. After all, he was already a dignified archbishop. How could he be so cowardly as the second-largest person under the pope? How could he have the audacity to ask the teacher to help him? He couldn’t think of asking for help.
Teacher, can you prove your growth over the years?
But then he thought about it, there were so many students back then, but now only these few are left... Those who are not cowardly, shameless and always want to prove themselves may not live this long...
As an archbishop, he can indeed detect something that others cannot see. Did he detect something? He was so uneasy that he asked me for help...
The old bishop continued to think, and on the surface, he exchanged pleasantries with Misseran and asked her to go and play with Gallo.
Gallo was putting scarves on the little kittens, and Miseran hurried over to help. After a while, the two sat down side by side again, watching the little kittens lining up in a row to lick goat milk...
"Work hard to grow!"
Gallo patted their little heads and encouraged them.
Mitherland was trying hard to recall the knowledge in the book, trying to find a suitable topic to tease Gallo.
But before she could speak, she heard Gallo exclaim:
"Wow! This phantom city has really changed!"
Misseran quickly followed his gaze and could see the changes in the city with her naked eyes without the need for magical blessings.
Those phantom residents, who were originally just wandering around a small area, seemed to have heard some call. They came out of their houses one after another and gathered towards the city center, as if they were going to attend a rally.
Gallo quickly lit up his eyes, activated the magic of insight, and looked towards the City of Phantoms.
"These lines...are not the same as yesterday..."
"They are changing, like... forming a set of barriers?"
"Hmm... enchantment... is this the essence of enchantment? So that's it, so that's it..."
Gallo murmured to himself in a low voice, and his voice soon became silent. Apparently he suddenly found some knowledge and began to study in a low voice.
But because he entered the state before Miseran could bless the magic, Daidai, the old bishop, and the little cat didn't have to learn, so they could only gather around him and wait for him to finish learning.
As a result, after waiting for more than two hours, Gallo was still sitting there.
"He just mentioned the barrier, right?"
The old bishop got bored of waiting and asked.
Misseran nodded quickly and said:
"He really found the knowledge related to the enchantment here, and he can get what he wanted..."
"No...I think what he saw might not be pure knowledge..."
The old bishop shook his head and continued:
"When we learned that knowledge before, we didn't spend too much time. If it was just pure knowledge, with Gallo's talent, it could only be faster, not so slow..."
"Perhaps he is understanding the nature of this miracle?"
When Miseran heard this, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he understood the nature of the miracle? Is this kind of thing possible for humans?
She thought of something and asked quickly:
"This miracle is a kind of enchantment?"
"Essentially, an enchantment is a complex ritual or technique. It is not impossible for miracles to be presented in the form of an enchantment..."
replied the old bishop.
"Then if Gallo really understands this kind of barrier, wouldn't he be able to perform miracles in the future?"
Mitherland asked again, feeling a little nervous and panicked at the same time.
The boy I like is about to be able to perform miracles, but I don’t even know the seventh-level magic. What should I do?
Fortunately, the old bishop spoke in time to comfort him:
"It's not that simple. The so-called miracles are tenth-level magic. You should know that, right? Starting from the eighth-level magic, it is no longer a field that can be used at will, and the restrictions of the tenth level will definitely only become more severe.
More and more strict..."
Misseran nodded repeatedly and breathed a sigh of relief...
At the same time, the adventurers who had entered the city naturally noticed today's new changes.
Some people guessed that this was a sign that the gift was about to come, and they quickly followed the residents and walked impatiently towards the city center.
Some are more cautious and choose to stop where they are and wait and see first.
But the outnumbered Archbishop Artanis had more choices. He first sent a small team to investigate, while the main expedition team chose to stay put.
But two hours have passed, and the team still hasn't come back, and no news has been sent...
"What should I do? Do you want to go in and find them?"
Cardinal Yeck, who was following Artanis, asked.
The archbishop pondered for a long time before finally speaking:
"Choose a few good players and go in with me. You take the others and return to the camp first, and then go to the Miya Sect."
"No! How can you be allowed to risk yourself?"
Bishop Yeck objected quickly.
"Yeke Hongyi, please obey the order."
Artanis rarely put on the airs of an archbishop and ordered forcefully.
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Thank you Yin Shuangran for your generous reward!
I will go back to the longer chapter to congratulate you, but it may be a little late...