War in Heaven

Walking out of the gates where no human soldiers guarded, entering the wasteland to the south of Sodom, the forests and Mo Liya, disguised as double-headed demons, immediately discovered that the situation here was not quite right.

The air in this place is floating in the fog of gray. Unlike the sulfur smoke in the city, the fog here is not caused by demons, but with a little horror.

Not yet close to the area covered by the fog, Lin Chi has noticed that the smoke in the air is still twisting when there is no wind, transforming into a vague face shape, which looks extraordinarily horrible.

"The messenger, it's so strange here..." Mo Liya muttered.

Lin Chi did not speak, but slowly walked forward and entered the strange fog.

The air around him was heavy, and the visibility was suddenly reduced to the extreme. Lin Chi and Mo Liya, who pretended to be double-headed demons, could not even see their legs when they bowed. They could only see the gray mist floating around.

"Is there any clue?" Lin Chi asked.

"No...no." Mo Liya looked like she was a little scared: "May Feist has never said anything."

It seems that the information about the "spirit" sealed outside the city should be a ban in the city of Sodom. This ridiculous area is also an extremely dangerous forbidden place for the residents of the city.

So, here is probably the territory of the recruitable leader-level entourage.

The body of the two-headed demon walked through the fog, and only a few steps away. The disguise that Mephistopheles gave up suddenly disappeared, and Lin Chi and Mo Liya, who had returned to the human form, stood face to face in the fog.

"Catch my hand, the visibility here is too low." Lin Chi Shen said.

"Well..." Mo Liya was very obedient and extended her right hand, grabbing Lin Chi's cold, pale fingers.

Although I don’t know how the other party dismissed the disguise provided by Mephistopheles, Lin’s only clear is that in this fog, two people must be kept together. Once separated from Mo Liya, they may never find each other again. .

The two men walked cautiously in the fog, and Lin Chi pulled out the dark sword with one hand and watched out the enemies who might be sneaked in the fog at any time.

Since the visibility is too low, basically nothing can be seen in front. Lin Chi opened the map that the player brought, and finally determined the direction of his progress.

At this time, he is continuing to move south, which can be said to be deep inside the fog. While moving forward, I did not forget to look for possible altars.

The fog began to get thicker and thicker. In the fog, there were some strange sounds that could not be described in words. Like the screams of small animals, the hands of Mo Liya began to tremble slightly, and the voice became sharper because of fear. :

"Letter... messenger, let's leave here..."

"Don't panic, there is me." Lin Chi perfunctoryly appease the other's emotions.

Then, suddenly there was a strong shadow in front of his eyes.

"This is..." Mo Liya shouted in surprise.

A house is in front of two people, and the walls are made of dark brown rocks. From this angle, you can't see what the roof looks like, but the house seems to have only one floor. The old wooden door opens a small slit and looks like Very dangerous red light came out through the cracks in the door.

Lin Chi and Mo Liya walked around the small house without seeing any window. This small house had only one wooden door that opened a slit, as if it was tempting two people into the house.

"The messenger is an adult..." Mo Liya tightened Lin Chi’s hand.

"I plan to go in and see, are you coming with me?" Lin Chi said, raising his free left foot and reaching under the wooden door.

This unidentified house does reveal an obvious dangerous taste, but it is called "not getting into the tiger's hole and getting a tiger." This home may be the key to recruiting leader-level entourage. If you miss this opportunity, this recruitment plan may have failed completely.

Looking back at the fog behind me, Mo Liya thought about it, or slowly nodded and said, "I will be with you..."

Even if there is doubt about Lin Chi’s choice, it is no doubt more dangerous to act alone. Moorea, who had no fighting power when he left the Memphis altar, chose to act with the "Messenger".

"Okay, be prepared." Lin Chi said, slowly pushing the wooden door with his feet, the dazzling red light fluttering, and the faces of the two were red.

Lin Chi and Mo Liya took a step forward and entered the red light. then……

......

"It's time to get up, master."

The soft female voice in the ear, simply cut off the man's dream.

The young man lying on the soft bed, opened his eyes in confusion, the brown wooden ceiling, the large windows that shine bright light, and the woman in a long white dress.

The woman's silver hair is tied in the back of her head, and the white-stained face has a brighter smile than the morning light.

"Breakfast is ready." The silver-haired woman put her hands in front of her and bowed a little.

"Well..." The man blinked and turned to look at the armor hanging on the shelf next to the window. There was a metal nameplate on the wooden table next to it. The sign was engraved with beautiful sheet metal text:

"Giving Lord Belrog, your heroic deeds will be remembered by the inhabitants of Sodom City forever."

"Master, I will serve you to wash." The maid patiently reminded.

"Well..." Lord Belrog was somewhat confused and licked his black eyes. He raised his hand and touched his short hair. He always felt that something was wrong.

I seem to have forgotten something, was it when I was drinking with the knights last night? No... It seems that it is not after drunk, but at other times, forgetting something more important.

"Mo Liya." He called a name.

"Well, Master, I am here." The silver-haired maid said in a gentle tone: "You can say anything to me, as long as I can do it..."

"I seem to have forgotten something, do you have a log?" asked Belrog.

"Master, your own log is on the table." The maid pointed to the wooden table next to it.

"Sorry, just getting up in the head is a little bit fascinating." Bellrog sighed and stood up and moved his limbs.

I don't know why, he always feels that his body is extremely tired, and he wants to sleep again. However, looking at the look of the maid's expectation, recalling his identity, Bell Rogge still forced the sleepy, nodded to the maid.

The maid named Mo Liya put on his black long coat, and Bell Rouge walked to the window and looked out. The lush jungle stretched to the end of the field of vision.

His castle is located in the woodland on the south side of Sodom. Once an enemy attacks from the south, his own horses will become the first line of defense in Sodom, and will be dedicated to protecting the people in the city. The power of your own violent.

"Well..." Bell Rouge frowned.

After waking up, he also recalled his lord status. However, the strange sense of disobedience still lingers.

- I am the lord of this territory, and Mo Liya is her own personal maid. There should be no problem in this regard. So, what is the problem?

Berlage, who was puzzled, turned back and looked at the maid who stood still behind him and asked, "Moriya, don't you feel a little weird?"

"The weather is very good today, the owner." Mo Liya's voice is still mild: "You may have been dizzy because you were drunk last night?"

"Maybe..." Bell Rogge nodded slowly, sitting on a soft chair by the window, looking at his luxuriously decorated bedroom.

Except for the banquet last night, I still have some headaches until now, it seems that there is nothing strange.

- Isn't that subtle sense of disobedience just an illusion?

Bell Rogge stared at the clean desktop, a black-skinned log, placed right in the center of the table, next to two feather pens.

Perhaps the root cause of the problem can be found in the contents of this log.

Because of drunkenness, I couldn’t remember what Bergerge had written last night. The pale right hand was about to open the first page of the log, but suddenly there was a bright red light in the line of sight.

"Oh..." He grabbed his eyes and squatted on the table.

"Master, what happened to you?" Mo Liya immediately stepped forward.

"Nothing, let me take a break, it seems a bit uncomfortable."

Bell Rogge frowned and looked at the cover of the log.