A strange world

Chapter 635 Chapter 32. The first night

Annan has been walking boringly on the empty streets, occasionally avoiding the direction where strange noises are coming - it is not a good thing whether he encounters weirdos or gold diggers.

As for the people from the southern countries... Annan, like the Skeleton King, didn't think they could accomplish anything, so there was no need for a foundation.

Unless they decide to send Legend over.

After three hours of traveling, this place didn't seem that dangerous...but the first night hadn't come yet.

The sky in the distance is getting darker, and evening is approaching. When Annan was preparing to find a place to stay tonight, he came to an empty square with no one around. A huge portal stood in the center of the square like a giant.

When Annan stood on the outer circular street and looked up, the dusty portal coated with dusk suddenly lit up with a faint light, causing ripples like water waves. The vague and huge illusion was accompanied by a non-universal language, but one that Annan could understand. Strange language emerges from the other side of the portal:

"The expedition fleet declares the will of the great Black Light Emperor to this world. All of you are the emperor's slaves and are dedicated to the emperor-" The majestic shouts suddenly stopped and turned into panicked curses: "Quickly retreat! Quickly retreat! This It’s a dead world again! There are fucking monsters everywhere!”

The huge shadow that was about to emerge from the violently fluctuating portal suddenly stopped. After a burst of dazzling flames, the ripples in the portal returned to tranquility and disappeared.

The huge portal stood silently in the dusk square again.

How weird...

As for the purpose of the portal, Annan had already guessed it - a passage prepared for visitors from other worlds.

As for what "another dead world" represents... there are too many possibilities.

The best case scenario refers to Lost City, and the worst case scenario refers to the entire world.

In addition, the god disappeared three years ago... Annan suddenly felt shuddering. He looked around and quickly entered a three-story jewelry store on the edge of the square.

Such places often have sturdy basements to store jewelry.

Annan guessed half of it right. He did find the deep basement, but it had been ransacked.

I don’t know whether they are the owners and employees of the jewelry store, the retreating city residents, or the gold diggers. In short, all the windows and doors that could be smashed were smashed, and the jewelry store was leaking air everywhere.

Annan checked around the jewelry store with a burnt blanket to make sure there was nothing weird—and no treasure left behind.

Standing in front of the window on the third floor, the cool night breeze blew Annan's black hair and the corners of the mage's robe. He saw the afterglow falling little by little outside the city wall, and some light spots on the periphery gathered to withdraw from Yiwen City. .

They were supposed to represent the gold miners and soldiers of the southern kingdoms.

Annan looked at the second city wall that was still half way away, and the wall of the royal city above the second city wall.

There was no light there.

The sun set quickly, and when Annan withdrew his sight and returned to the setting sun, the last light in the city wall disappeared, leaving only the remaining blood in the sky.

Night falls.

The city in the lake that had lost its light seemed to be cooling down at a perceptible speed. Annan was not sure if this was his hallucination... His mage robe was clearly inscribed with the thermostat spell.

Annan hurriedly returned to the basement from the top floor, footsteps on the stairs, and the breeze blew through the dilapidated eaves and broken windows, making a chilling whimper.

boom--

Annan, who grabbed the magic lamp, returned to the basement, pushed the heavy iron door of the basement to close, and then piled everything in sight behind the door.

The combined protection of these things is not as good as a fraction of the iron door, but it will make Annan feel that he is being protected - just like putting your feet under the quilt will not be captured by ghosts.

Annan couldn't say that he was a little scared, he could only say that he was fully prepared for the coming threat.

Retreating to the middle of the basement, Annan thought hard about what was missing... The charred girl emerged from the shadows and pointed at a pile of firewood.

Annan remembered that the Skeleton King used lights to make the tomb look like a banquet, so he took out all the magic lamps in the magic ring and placed them all over the basement to ensure that there was no shadow.

Then Annan opened the portal: the maid Abby was on duty today, and she was greeting her with a smile.

Annan was about to speak when he suddenly saw that the weeds outside the warehouse in Liberty City, which had just arrived in spring, suddenly began to turn yellow and shrink——

The Lost Zone is spreading to Liberty City through the portal!

Annan and Abby, who were anxious and uneasy, shouted: "Exit the warehouse and tell Lilith to clean up the pollution!" and closed the portal.

After the silence was restored in the basement, only Annan was left in shock... It should be fine, Lilith was there, Dean Blehim was there, and the ancestors were there.

Then came the intense doubts. If the "weird aura" is so scary, why does Skeleton King insist that he can ignore the impact?

First of all, rule out that the Skeleton King is deceiving himself. There is no reason for a legendary wise man to deceive a little warlock...

Annan thoughtfully took out the leaves of the World Tree from his arms. As soon as the emerald green leaves appeared, the scorched girl stepped back a little.

"Does it make you uncomfortable?" Annan asked.

The Burnt Girl nodded.

Annan realized that Skeleton King had made a mistake.

Skeleton King thinks that he can do it not because of himself...at least not entirely because of himself.

This leaf of the World Tree that has been worn on the body should have contributed most of the reasons, so that the Skeleton King was deceived.

From this point of view, the harm faced by Wenwen City is not as serious as imagined. It collapsed simply because the gods were out of touch, and weirdness happened to creep in here. In order to prevent the problem from becoming serious, the princess dispersed her people and took the initiative to seal the rift.

As long as the elves are willing to intervene, this crisis can be resolved quickly, but it is said that the relationship between the southern countries and the Elf Court is not very good...

You'd better guess right... Annan thought, taking out another blanket from the magic ring and sitting down, preparing to take out the food.

Knock—knock—knock—

Annan suddenly stopped moving and looked at the dusty iron door.

It's definitely not normal for someone to knock on the basement door at night in Lost City...

Knock—knock—knock—

The second knock on the door confirmed that it was not Annan's auditory hallucination.

He held the amulet, ready to activate.

At this time, the burnt girl took the initiative to walk towards the iron gate and stood in front of it to confront the being outside.

After a few minutes of silence, the Burnt Girl left the door.

"Resolved?" Annan lowered his voice and spoke.

The Burnt Girl continued to nod.

Annan stopped making big movements and noises. After dinner, he did not meditate or rest. Instead, he passed the time with a few books in the magic ring.

At midnight, the basement of the jewelry store suddenly trembled slightly, and the royal city began to erupt with the brilliant fireworks-like brilliance. As a result, the weirdness fell silent and did not bother Annan again.

In the early morning, Annan moved the debris in front of the door and opened the iron door.

The light of morning light poured into the upper exit.

Annan spent his first night in Lost City peacefully.