They got off the subway in the town closest to the winery, and they were lucky enough to catch a long-distance truck in the town.
The bearded driver knew the place. Before the winery closed down, he had gone there to pull goods. He knocked the two of them down on the side of the road, more than 20 minutes away from the winery.
"Hey," the driver called to them, "a little further on, there is a fishing trail. It's very close from there. You can reach the winery in less than ten minutes."
Xing Ze waved to the driver and thanked him, "Have a nice trip."
"The same goes for you." The truck started again and sped away along the highway.
Xing Ze waved his wand, and an invisible dome shield blocked the increasingly heavy rain. He then tapped his clothes with the wand, and his wet clothes were dried instantly.
"Are you going to go in in the rain?" Xing Ze asked John on the side.
"Why waste your magic power on such a trivial matter?" John took a sip of wine, "As long as you have wine."
"I hate rain." Xing Ze found the right direction and walked quickly.
They failed to find the fishing trail. Xing Ze looked around with some doubts, "That should be true, but where is the road?"
"Don't worry, kid." John looked up at the sky, "This is investigating a case, not catching rabbits, so be patient."
"Haha, that's really interesting." Xing Ze smiled coldly.
John took a few steps back, pointed to the sky and said, "Don't you think the rain looks a little different over there?"
Xing Ze looked in the direction he was pointing, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Good job covering the spell, J, you don't just know how to drink."
John gave his middle finger to his companion, took out his wand and cast a spell to stop. The scenery in front of him began to change, and soon, a small road appeared not far from them.
"Look, rain is not bad," he said.
When they were about to enter the path, four or five Aurors suddenly appeared and surrounded the two of them.
"It came just in time," John said with a smile, "We just need a guide."
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The Aurors set up a simple headquarters outside the distillery. When they arrived, Scrimgeour was arguing with Bishop Jacob.
"People from the church are here too." John whispered to Xing Ze. He frowned and looked at the guards with guns and the monks in gray robes.
Xing Ze nodded and followed the leader to Scrimgeour. Father Jacob turned his attention to Xing Ze, but he didn't stay too long. He quickly turned his attention back to Scrimgeour.
"I think we should send a small team in again." The bishop said firmly, "Time waits for no one."
Scrimgeour glanced at Xing Ze and replied: "It's not me who has the final say now, it's Minister Fudge. We'll be on standby until he comes. And I don't think it's your turn to make the decision."
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"As I said, Bishop Andrew and Bishop Bartholomew are on their way. But the detector detected contamination several times higher than normal."
Scrimgeour frowned, "We have no idea what's going on inside, and there was no news from the previous team after they entered. I can't let my people die in vain."
"Then I hope you can accept the worst consequences."
"What's the worst consequence?" Xing Ze interjected and asked.
Bishop Jacob pondered for a moment and said coldly: "The pollution value is constantly rising. We suspect that someone at the other end of the winery is opening a crack in the dream. Once the crack is opened, those monsters will enter the real world."
He said, looking at Scrimgeour with cold eyes.
"I think you know something about dreams, Director. I have detected contaminants on all of your subordinates - Delix, Fitch, Tonks and Schalke.
"We think they know better than you how brutal it will be to fight the dream thing. Therefore, I suggest sending another team in. We have to confirm where the source of the pollution in the winery comes from."
At this moment, an unbearable whine came from the other end of the winery. People covered their ears one after another, and some even vomited directly.
"Fuck you." John yelled. He saw that Xing Ze not only didn't cover his ears, but seemed to still be listening.
The whining continued, some people began to talk nonsense, and some fell to their knees and prayed continuously.
One of the guards suddenly drew his gun and started shooting randomly. Several monks in gray robes rushed forward and pressed him down forcefully. The nurse yelled crazily, and blood kept pouring out of his ears.
"Silencing Curse!" Scrimgeour shouted loudly. He and the Aurors waved their wands, and soon a large-scale silencing curse covered the entire headquarters.
The whining stopped suddenly, and the monks and wizards immediately began to control those who had fallen into madness. Fortunately, the number of people was not very large, and they quickly stabilized the scene.
Bishop Jacob turned his head and glanced at the crazy guard, and said calmly: "This is just an appetizer, director, how long can your magic last?"
"Damn it." Scrimgeour cursed, and he scanned his subordinates. Fortunately, the ones he brought this time were all high-level Aurors. They had some understanding of dreams and their will was strong enough.
"You probably don't know, Bishop, how much effort and energy it takes to train a high-level Auror." Scrimgeour said solemnly, "I'll say it again, I will not let my men die in vain.
"Instead of standing here talking nonsense to me, you might as well go do something serious. Doesn't your church have a way to deal with the contamination of dream objects? So don't hide it. It can be used now."
"Okay, okay." Jacob turned and walked towards his men. When passing the crazy guard, he crossed himself on his chest and nodded to a monk.
The monk raised the long black sword, chanted a prayer, and chopped off the head of the guard. Then another monk poured black liquid on the body. The body began to sizzle, and soon it turned into
There was a pool of blood.
"Huh -" John, who witnessed the whole process, exhaled a long breath, "What a bunch of lunatics."
"He is corrupted, killing him is the best choice." Xing Ze said, he saw the scarlet tentacles growing out of the guard's ears, like roses in bud on the branches.
It uses flesh and blood as its body and spirit as its food, destroying everything invisibly. He also clearly heard the content of the low cry just now.
The wizard's defensive spell could resist the attacks of monsters, but it could not stop the erosion and pollution they brought. He thought of Benson's terrible mutation before his death.
Xing Ze moved his gaze to the dilapidated winery not far away. He felt that something was rising slowly, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Blue Beak began to become more and more restless and impatient.
He found that his breath turned into white mist, and he stood here again, at the intersection that appeared repeatedly in his nightmares.
Someone passed by him, and he turned his head hurriedly, trying to see the person's face clearly, but everything began to distort, and everything was sucked into the whirlpool in the sky.
Xing Ze suddenly retracted his outstretched hand and exhaled a long and heavy breath. At this moment, he smelled some bad smells - turbid rainwater, rusty iron, burning tar, rotten soil in the cemetery...
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When everything is correct, He returns from En-Kay, goes to the Gate of Sekrano and slowly ascends. The two worlds will be connected, and the chosen ones will transcend and ascend.