A strange world

Chapter 1086 Section 8. Image of the Chairman

The ruins of Breeze City stand quietly amid the snow.

Compared to Xingyue Bay, this place has silenced more people... It contains many memories of Annan, Olmedo, Bronzebeard and others.

Many unforgettable stories that changed Annan's future happened here.

Today, the mottled city walls are covered with frost and large parts have collapsed. The city is in ruins, and there is a terrifying pit that covers almost one-fifth of the city.

In the center of the pit is the ruins of the Wizard's Tower.

The final self-destruction of the mage tower left nothing to the rat people.

Liberty City, which was still blocking the sky just now, suddenly became much smaller when it arrived in front of Breeze City. Even the deep hole created by the mage tower couldn't be filled.

As the last pass standing at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, Breeze City, with its legendary mage tower, is naturally majestic... Even though it is already in the past, there are not too few ratmen still in the city.

Now that they are here, Olmedo agrees to set off the two legions, the Hellfire Legion and the Guards Legion, who are eager to try.

There should not be too powerful rat men in the city. The more rats they kill, the less rats they kill.

Gale agrees - the Stun Rats have been having trouble with the McKeon Rats lately.

The McKean clan didn't know who was responsible, but they knew that their own puppet had been replaced by the "puppet" of the Stuen clan. While causing trouble for the Stuen clan, they were also gathering a wave of rats to attack the kingdom.

The Skaven were not to be outdone. Their power in the northern border is not as good as that of the McKeons who came here as a whole clan, but they have been working in the north for hundreds of years, and their background is not comparable to that of the McKeons.

Although Gale was forced to betray the clan, he still wanted to bring Annan into cooperation with the clan. It would be best if he could join the clan...

The Hellfire Legion and the Guards Legion landed in Breeze City, followed by the Punishment Legion and the Foreign Aid Legion.

Annan and Olmedo also came to the ground soon and walked into Breeze City from the city gate.

Several meters of snow piled up beside the city wall, submerging the houses, and the collapsed and damaged streets were littered with traces of the legion's cleanup - corpses of rat men were scattered everywhere.

For Annan, he could not recognize the ruins covered with snow, but Olmedo, who had lived in Breeze City since he was a child, seemed to recognize everything here.

The blurry statue standing in the middle of the street, the frozen fountain in the park, the broken stone statue covered with frost and snow, the long steps leading to the collapsed church...

But the two places she recalled the most were: the city lord's palace was swallowed up by a chasm, and the Augusta family's manor was destroyed.

As soon as they reached the edge of the pit, Agar, who was following them, suddenly said: "Master, Agarwal has been here."

"What is he here for?"

"Inspecting the treasure, I stood by the pit for a long time."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Master, the memory needs to be reviewed. If you hadn't come here, I wouldn't have remembered it." Ajia said respectfully.

"He was here, but didn't he take away the treasure?"

As for Agarwal standing by the pit for a long time... Annan would rather believe that he came back to collect property than that he was feeling sentimental.

Aga rummaged through new memories: "The chairman of the parliament suggested him to do this."

It’s the Speaker again…

Annan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Is this a backup plan prepared by the Speaker? Could it be that there are good things in the treasure...such as the tower spirit being rescued? !

There was nothing to hesitate. Olmedo did not recall his past thoughts. He and Annan followed Aga to the outskirts and watched Aga cast a spell in front of an open space——

A mist rose from the snow in front of them, and after it dispersed, a simple log cabin emerged.

Advanced void spell. Apart from Agarwal himself, I am afraid that no other person will find this place... Agarwal probably did not expect that he would be killed and turned into an undead.

"Is it dangerous?"

"Master, this is the safe house Agarwal prepared for himself."

"I understand, lead the way."

Following Aga, Annan and Olmedo entered the hut.

Outside the window was not the pale snow forest when they came in, but a floating nothingness like a starry sky.

As someone arrived, a dusty spell activated itself, attracting the attention of Annan and Olmedo.

He sat in front of the stove in the hut, looking up at the door, as if warming himself to the past and looking at the people in the future.

Well, there is indeed a second person who knows here.

"Olmedo, we finally meet."

A smile appeared on the blurry face of the "President".

Annan, who guessed what would happen, crossed his arms in boredom and was speechless.

You are a legend, can you see your niece anytime you want? To put it bluntly, with the air leakage everywhere in Liberty City, no one would know that he had sneaked in. Is there any need to hide like this?

Forget it, after all, the chairman of the parliament can do the act of "exchanging his own life for Vitalig's life", so he doesn't know what he is afraid of...

"Uncle?" Olmedo didn't understand either.

"Please forgive me for having to meet you in this way. Oh, by the way, happy birthday to my niece."

Annan was surprised at first, and then remembered that Olmedo's birthday was still two months away.

"But prophecies always have some deviations, so just treat it as my blessing in advance?"

Olmedo said nothing. It is stupid to talk to the image magic, just like the girls screaming "Dracula, I love you so much" at Annan in the magic image.

"I know you have a lot of doubts. But you are already an adult. I guess childlike curiosity will not appear in you?"

"That's not necessarily true. Olmedo still likes to eat sweets..."

Olmedo gave Annan an annoyed look.

"As for you..." The Speaker turned to where Annan was standing: "I can't see your face clearly, and I can't answer your questions. But since you are trusted by Olmedo... that is for you."

He pointed to the stove. There was only an irregular piece of gray coal in the long-cooled stove.

"What's this?"

As if answering Annan's question, the chairman said: "The last bit of spiritual energy in the tower spirit, the prophecy tells me that you will be able to use it."

The image spell flickered, and the council leader said to himself: "The spells in the astral realm will decay at a hundred times faster... So let's stop talking here. There is no need to be sad. I can't reveal too much about the future..."

The imaging technique completely dissipated.

"Uncle's tone always makes me feel like he's not dead yet..." Annan said without hesitation.

Forget it, that’s what the prophecy school is. It was harder to get them to say a complete sentence than to get the elves to stop being arrogant.

Just in case, Annan asked Agar to take out the charcoal from the stove and collect several boxes stored by Agarwal. Finally, he looked out the window at the cold and dead starry sky and exited the hut.

The house disappeared after they exited, leaving only a patch of packed snow to prove its existence.

Annan remembered this place. In case of danger in the future, he can run for refuge.

After keeping the "Lingyun" in the wooden box, Annan said: "Let's go back to the mushroom house and show it to Dumbledore."