Cthulhu Gonfalon

The organ creature "Du Fu Deng" ran fast and the power was great. Pulling the bus carrying thirty or forty people into a smoky smog, seeing the scenery outside the window, hurrying back quickly, walking and stopping along the way. Stopped, the passengers went up and down, and soon passed through the long streets of the houses on both sides and came to a huge square.

Because in the car, the field of vision is limited, so Cambron can't see how big the square is, but he knows at least that the car stopped twice before and after the square. When he came to the third time, he came to them. The first stop, the central square north station.

Du Fu Deng will report the name of the station every time he arrives, but it uses a short name. For example, the "Central Square North Station" is called "Plaza North". This statement is really strange, but it is not difficult to understand.

When the bus arrived at the station, Cambron got off the bus with his still ignorant wife and came to the same green platform.

Leaving the bus with poor vision, the Central Plaza of Void City suddenly caught his eye.

"Great!"

At this moment, Cambron can only say such a sentence.

Yes, it’s big!

The Central Square of the Void City is really too big!

How big is this square? He is currently standing on the bus stop on the north side of the square, and at a glance, until he can't see the place, it is the scope of the square.

Of course, this also has the reason for Cambria's myopia, but even so, the size of this square is enough to make him stunned.

Of course, such a large square cannot be empty. There are many pools, flower beds, and small and medium-sized rides. There are also many artists who are performing in the open air, singing, recitation, performing acrobatics, performing magic... He even saw several powerful adventurers performing.

For example, not far from a female ranger, she set up several targets in a place that is about fifty steps away from her. She shot at the target with one arrow and one arrow.

Near the target, a swordsman wearing a leather armor is practicing swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is not fast, but every sword is calm and fierce. Combona has a dark calculation. If he and the other party play against each other, if you can't rely on strength to take advantage, then it is the limit to hold ten rounds.

On the other side of the target, a barbarian with a bare upper body is also performing. His performance method is very rough, that is, let ordinary tourists squat on him with thick wooden sticks. I saw a tall man who struggled to hold a stick that was thicker than his arm. He slammed it on him, although he often got him back, but he couldn’t hurt it.

This scene is seen in the eyes of ordinary people, it is only interesting, but Cambron has a straight eye.

(God, shouldn't I be wrong? That should be the special feat of the barbarian's department, 'harm reduction'. It is possible to reduce the damage to this level, and this person is afraid that he has already entered the high level. Is it a high-level adventurer who will actually be on the streets? My eyes are about to be treated...)

When he saw several other performers on the other side, Cambron even suspected that his brain had a problem and had an illusion.

It was a few mages, and it was a spell of at least a middle class.

Unlike the adventurers in the direction of force, the casters generally have a good life and a steady income. They don't need or can't go to the streets to sell art, especially those who have already passed the most difficult low-level wizards and stepped into the middle class.

Every intermediate master has at least the equivalent of a lower-level aristocrat. Many middle-level wizards have more wealth than most knights, and may even be close to a baron. Cambron couldn't imagine how a baron would go to the streets to perform – and it would seem very happy to look at them.

Why is this happening? Shouldn't the middle-level wizard be building or preparing to build his own magic tower? Even if they are poor, at least there will be a spell lab of their own!

Why do the mid-level masters come out of the lab and go to the streets to perform?

"The world must be wrong..." Cambron whispered, no longer too lazy to look at more things, closed his eyes, and some powerlessly leaned on the pillars of the bus platform.

As a resident of the Federation of the Secret Tower, the education he received from childhood was "everything is the best, only the Master is high." Nowadays, I have witnessed several respectable intermediates – and maybe even more than the middle level – and the Master has been on the streets like a stray adventurer. This scene has dealt a heavy mental blow to him.

Because of the blow, Combronne was a little embarrassed when he took the next bus and headed for the North Square in the direction of Shenshu Station. He walked like a step on cotton, staggering and standing unsteadily.

If he has only one person, he may be able to step on his foot and step on his forefoot. Fortunately Jane is by his side and he is very concerned about him.

With Jane's help, he finally managed to get through the dizziness and restore calm.

"Every place is different. The wild vegetables that can be seen everywhere in the south may be treasured in the north. The fish in groups in the northern icy lake can take a high price in the restaurant. The things are still the same, let alone people?"

Combona talked to himself and slowly returned to calm.

Of course, this also has the credit of the green light in the air.

After getting off the train from Shenshu, the first feeling is cool and comfortable.

This cool feeling does not come from the skin, but from the heart. What cools the mind is the green light that is spread all over the air.

They come from the lush, almost shaded canopy of the sky. In places that are not far from the front, it is necessary to have at least twenty or thirty people to join hands in order to circle a huge trunk around it.

When I saw the giant tree, Kang Bronuo’s heart was washed out by the clear water. All kinds of chaotic thoughts were washed away, and the whole person completely recovered the usual calm and stability.

He turned to look at his wife, the ignorant color on his wife's face was gone, although his eyes were still somewhat confused, but the whole person seemed to be much more spiritual.

"Jane, what did you just feel, is this tree?" he asked.

"Yes...not..." Jane nodded, shook his head, frowned and thought for a while, and was very uncertain to say, "The inside of the tree... the thing that attracts me, inside the tree."

Cambron snorted and took his wife's hand and came to the tree of God.

He looked at the thick trunk carefully, but he couldn't find even a crack on it, and he couldn't find a place to hide.

"Do you feel wrong? This tree should be complete," he said.

Jane shook his head: "No! Not like this! Inside the tree! There is something in the tree calling me!"

She suddenly got excited, opened Kangbona's hand, and put her hands into fists, and slammed it on the trunk: "Open! Open it! Open it to me!"

Cambron was shocked and hugged her arm and dragged her back. But the usual weaker Jane broke out with amazing power at the moment. Even if he was a knight, he couldn't stop her action. Instead, she was stunned by her, and she stepped back a few steps and almost fell. On the ground.

"Jane! What happened to you?!" He was scared and scared, shouting, "What happened?"

"Nothing, she just got some unnecessary influence." Another voice answered him, the green jellyfish came to their face, stopped Jane with tentacles, and took her back and sent it back to Cambrona. By the side.

Combona hurriedly saluted and met the great void mask.

"I am very glad that you have come so fast." Yan Xiong said with a smile. "She is actually very simple, but I really don't know how to explain it to you... or I can tell you the truth, but you are really sure." Do you need to know the so-called 'truth'?"

He smiled and looked at Conbrona, who was full of surprises, and even if he was caught by the tentacles, he still wanted to work hard and open the tree of Jane.

"Behind the truth, it is often extremely heavy. Combona, are you prepared to bear the weight?"

Cambron was shocked, looking at the smiling void mask, and looking at the madness, desperately trying to move forward, fell into deep thought.

He thought for a long time, and finally took a long breath and said, "I decided, I don't ask the truth."

"Who is Jane in the past? What is her origin? What kind of grievances has she ever had? Or what mission is it?... All of this, of course, I want to know all about it." He said, "But I know very well. Things have passed, and the past has passed. For us, it is really important to grasp the present and fight for a better future."

"If ‘past’ will become our burden, let it go thoroughly. I don’t ask anything, don’t know anything.”

After saying this, his whole person has relaxed, and the worry that has been heavy in his heart has disappeared.

In fact, these years, he has been worried about fear.

Who is your wife? Why did the false masks suddenly come to find themselves? What did you say?

He didn't understand why, but he knew that there must be an amazing secret behind him.

The wife has been in a coma for more than a decade, and she has nothing to do with this secret. The legendary Master Tu Yaan will suddenly change his attitude and be willing to help himself, probably because of this secret. Even under the false mask, I will come back to the door again, and point myself to the Nether City to see this tree of God, mostly because of this secret.

What is the secret?

Of course he will be curious, of course, want to know this secret, but compared with curiosity, he wants to restore a stable and peaceful life.

He is just an ordinary mortal. He only wants to live the life of ordinary people. No matter what secrets Jane has, it is not worthwhile to destroy the eyes and look back on the stable days.

For their smooth and happy future, what is the secret, let it go with the wind!