The sun is high

"squeak!"

With a slight cry, Xiuge woke up from his short sleep.

In the illusion created by the roots of destiny, he slowly stood up, took off the magic mouse lying on his chest to wake him up, and coughed twice.

In the previous bombardment caused by the descendants of the Dark Abyss, Xiuge inevitably suffered some damage. Although he finally succeeded in escaping from the encirclement by relying on the large illusion of the roots of destiny, the magical and spiritual problems After all, the loss was still a bit severe, so he had to find another place to rest.

Now, he is hiding in the ruins of an inconspicuous building, and the descendants of An Abyss are moving around a wall away from him.

Xiuge adjusted some body postures, and then looked past the collapsed low wall next to him and towards the sky in the distance.

"Um?"

The moment he saw the colors in the sky clearly, Xiuge frowned because he discovered that there was not just one magic signal floating in the sky in the distance. Counting carefully, there were more than four different kinds of signals floating at the same time. One of the signals was probably due to a short preparation time and strong disturbance by magic power. Although the flying height was limited, the color was already very light. The other three signals were very stable and were obviously released by professional mages.

After a few seconds, Xiuge quickly identified these signals.

The faintest signal, which may dissipate in the air at any time, comes from the central area near Salem City. Judging from its location, it belongs to the outpost of the Three-Color Brotherhood. The magic signal is dark purple, and there is obviously some dark abyss in it. There are traces of magic power, and the caster is obviously a member of the Black Sun Society. Judging from the pattern of the signal and the traces of panic, the outpost is probably in danger, and it should even be destroyed by now.

Shuge didn't think that these bandits and gangsters temporarily organized by the Three Color Brotherhood had the ability to build a defense line that could effectively block the descendants of An Yuan.

Especially when they are facing the current descendants of An Yuan.

Shuge could even imagine how frightened these guys were when they saw those strange and dark armies of slime approaching them and starting to release the magic of the dark abyss.

But his mood did not fluctuate too much. This was the plan he had set when he first took control of these people as the Black Sun Society and the mage Bolva.

A plan that seemed quite cruel, but Shuge thought it was reasonable.

Through a series of means, the survivors in Salem City were completely divided into two groups. One group was naturally composed of the core personnel of Iris Street and the Law Committee branch, and the other group was composed of the Three Color Brotherhood. For the bandits who were the main force, Shuge had a bad impression from the beginning, although some of them did choose to compromise for the sake of survival or due to formality.

But in this hellish environment, now that the choice has been made, there is naturally not much room to look back and argue.

Faced with the predicament in Salem City, Xiuge naturally planned and dealt with it according to a set of concepts that may not be 100% correct, but simple and direct. He tentatively believed that since those people used to persecute and plunder other survivors, To survive, now they should naturally make sacrifices and ensure the survival of more people.

In this set of plans, the only thing that worries Shuge is that in the final period, these members of the Tricolor Brotherhood may move or attack towards the camps of other survivors. However, the establishment of the emergency committee and those from The weapons shipped in from outside the city have eliminated this risk.

Now, the real source of danger in Salem City is still the descendants of the Dark Abyss who have evolved rapidly driven by crisis and mutation magic.

Except for the magic signal sent by the Tricolor Brotherhood outpost, several other signals are located further away.

Two of them rise near the southern gate of Salem City. One is bright yellow and is generally in a straight line. It symbolizes that the personnel transfer work has been basically completed, and the other is a standard signal formulated by the Legal Committee. Used to indicate "everything is ready".

The two signals remained in the air for a period of time before dissipating, and Shuge breathed a sigh of relief. If the former symbolized the successful completion of the first phase of the evacuation operation, then the latter obviously meant that the members of the emergency committee had They began to take over the camp. Although Shuge had doubts about the abilities and attitudes of these people, this at least showed that the emergency committee had not given up on Salem City, and the evacuation plan they had prepared before was indeed progressing.

This is definitely good news.

And that last magic signal is the most special and complex.

It flew slowly near the Legal Committee's residence. The dark green line slowly moved forward in the air. Its trajectory first formed an irregular ripple, and then drew a circle, because the magic power in the environment continued. Due to the abnormal movement, the traces of this magic signal were slightly distorted, but Xiuge was still able to identify its specific meaning.

Xiuge's brows furrowed, because this trace was clearly a combination of two signals with different meanings.

The first half means something unexpected happened in the experiment.

But the second half means that the results have been verified, the scope of the test is being expanded, and it will be put into final use.

Combined with the signal sent by the last Legal Committee station, it is not difficult for Xiuge to come to the conclusion that Justina's experiment has indeed continued, but the experiment obviously still went in some unpredictable direction, that is, The so-called accident occurred.

But in the end, perhaps because the bold risk achieved corresponding results, or perhaps because of luck, the experiment that was supposed to be terminated finally produced results. In other words, scholars such as Justina concluded that the experiment The final results will be able to be used to influence and control the descendants of An Yuan.

"After all, I still hate variables...but now there are variables everywhere."

Xiuge shook his head helplessly.

He found that he still preferred to deal with guys like Felix. Felix was like a rigorous and sharp machine when executing orders and chasing targets. At the same time, he was flexible enough to complete the transfer plan in advance. You can already see this.

However, such a person can always be kind to others. While achieving his goals, he will not abandon others casually and regard others as bargaining chips and prices.

In comparison, scholars like Justina are more like powerful but extremely unstable alchemical bombs.

It does work, but it's also terrifying to hold in your hand.

Even though Xiuge has the power of destiny roots to assist and guide him, such a process is still inevitably filled with a lot of risks.

Just when Xiuge was thinking about which direction he should go next, he suddenly heard the shouts of "human beings" coming from not far away, and the content of these voices turned out to be his own name.

Now in Salem City, the only people who have the authority to shout at will on the streets are the descendants of the Dark Abyss.

Xiuge carefully leaned out from the ruins, and then he saw that a dozen steps away from him, there were some human figures made of mucus moving slowly. Compared with the past, the outlines of these human figures were much smaller. It is already very clear that these individual descendants of the Dark Abyss even imitated the details of the body and clothing based on the memories of the victims, the movement habits when walking, the tone of voice when calling Xiuge's name, and even specific accent differences...

For a moment, Xiuge really thought that there were many real people calling his name.

The leader of Destiny Roots, who was responsible for maintaining the cover of the illusion, said at this time: "Master, their growth rate is still accelerating, but they are still unable to see through the illusion created by us, so they have never been able to confirm your location."

"How long have they been like this?"

"It's just begun...it's very likely that they have determined that you are nearby, so they chose to use this method to attract your attention."

Roots of Destiny said in a wise man's tone: "We believe that these 'defective products' may want to talk and communicate with you. They think that escaping and chasing alone cannot solve the current predicament... Otherwise, with the strength of their tribe, The quantity can completely cover this entire area.”

"Other than that, we are currently unable to draw any more inferences. This is the most likely one."

As if to confirm the accuracy of the Destiny Roots' words, Xiuge witnessed an even more "shocking" scene in the next moment.

The walking figures are constantly differentiating, and one individual is particularly special. It steps out independently from the swaying figures.

It was a concave and convex female figure, and the flowing dark abyss mucus even imitated her long swaying hair. The moment Xiuge saw this figure, he couldn't help but frown, and when the human figure spoke, that wave of The feeling of familiarity immediately grew stronger.

"Suge Ernst, Mr. Ernst! You are around here, right? Please come out and stop hiding from me..."

At this moment, Xiuge felt his temples jump twice.

He recognized this voice. It was Miss Qili, a female clerk who used to work at Heping Newspaper. She was somewhat interested in him and always tried to "suggest" her. It seemed that this woman had a good background and The lady who lived a relatively prosperous life also failed to survive the disaster in Salem City. Everything about her has now been owned by the descendants of the Dark Abyss.

Of course, it is impossible for Shuge to show up. It's a bit funny if you think about it carefully. In this world, Miss Qili has successfully become the first case in this world that Shuge can't help but avoid even after she is alive and dead.

After a while, "Miss Qili" began to walk in another direction, but not far away, she turned around and walked back again, calling Xiuge continuously in her mouth. That look made Xiuge... Ge directly associates it with the "resentful woman" who was abandoned by her partner.

This call that made Xiuge feel very uncomfortable lasted for a long time. It seemed that he felt that he could not get Shuge's response in his current identity. The group of Anyuan descendants who transformed into Miss Qili returned to their original form, but Then, the dark mucus began to reorganize again.

Gradually, the outline of a young man appeared in Xiuge's sight.

"Shuge, you can hear me, right?"

A familiar voice echoed not far away: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Don't you want to say a few words to me?"

At this moment, Xiuge's eyes and expression became gloomy.

Of course Shuge recognized this outline and voice.

But he really didn't expect that he would see his "old friend" in this form again in Salem City.

I am afraid that even Putlin himself would not have thought that after he participated in the assassination of Prince Havid and died as a result, the body he left on the street still could not escape the waves that swept forward along the street. The descendants of An Yuan.

Now, these incomplete creations from the Dark Abyss Palace have become the carriers of his last traces.

"Don't tell me, it's quite ironic."

Xiuge stared at the figure shaking on the dilapidated street for two seconds, and then he smiled silently. When the disturbed emotions calmed down, he slowly walked out of the ruins under the power of the illusion.

The walking descendants were unable to see through the false illusion that shrouded Shuge. In their perception and the vision formed by imitating humans, the location where Shuge was was always empty, so Shuge slowly He walked among these dangerous human figures, and after avoiding several figures blocking the way, he came to the front of "Putlin".

Xiuge stopped. He quietly looked at the familiar figure in front of him who was still trying to call him, but he did not attack. For today's descendants of An Abyss, the erasure of individual individuals has been There is no meaning anymore. Those traces of the deceased have been permanently preserved in the huge memory warehouse of the descendants of An Abyss. To a certain extent, that is their real cemetery.

"It seems that even the so-called destiny hopes that I can say goodbye to you here... What kind of boring screenwriter is this who likes to write this kind of plot? I really want to shoot him in the head."

At this time, all the colors of the magic signals in the sky have completely faded.

This was a depressing and bleak late winter day. The sun faded so early. Under the endless rolling clouds, Xiuge passed by the phantom of the past. He ignored the continuous calling behind him and stood firm. They rushed towards the south of Salem City.

Now that the mission involving the descendants of the Dark Abyss was over, he needed to rush to the camp where countless survivors had placed their hopes.

There will become the most important battlefield in his absurd journey.