Wasteland Echoer

April 25th, 527th year of the New Lunar Calendar.

The Zine Empire, the areas controlled by the three major churches of the Lost, the new settlement area, the Silent Highlands "Dark Night Zone", the Dark Night Church's "Bright of Blood" underground castle, and the "Bright of Darkness" palace "VIP Area Room A-03".

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Wright felt as if he had been asleep for a long time in a dream that spanned centuries.

The messy, colorful, and bizarre dreams kept him in a state of half-dream and half-awake, as if he was sick. He fell asleep under the suffocation feeling like holding his throat, and then woke up from this hypoxic state, but his brain woke up and his body It's like a "nightmare" that is still in a sleeping state.

He didn't know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he realized that he was in a dream, the changes in his surrounding environment made him unpredictable and unpredictable.

A second ago, he was eating lunch in a bright environment in his own home. It seemed... it seemed to be an expensive and high-energy dinner.

Roast mutton, roasted buns, a large plate of chicken, naan pit meat, scrambled eggs with skin buds... A table of delicacies made him salivate. When a full plate full of pulled strips was brought to him, he felt that he had not seen it for a long time. The excitement of food surges.

But when he really picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dough, a chaotic purple light flashed through, and he seemed to have returned to the "front camp" of the Zine Empire, with "Ning Yuan" Hefeng, and "Young Wolf" Yi The scene during Wan's confrontation.

But in the dream, everything is gray, except blood.

He saw the huge drill controlled by "Ning Yuan" penetrate Ivan's body, and also saw the power of Feng controlling "ice and snow", piercing his throat with an ice pick.

Feng's face... Wright found in his dream that it was very abnormal. His expression was too distorted. His face was full of cyan blood vessels. Foaming and sticky blood oozed from his nostrils. His eyeballs were bulging, as if they were trying to break through the thin sockets. The restraints, those light green eyes, are like a demon crawling out from the depths of the earth with a putrid smell.

Is this fake? It doesn’t exist...

I have to wake up, wake up from this nightmare!

Wright thought and struggled, until the half-awake, nightmare-like state blessed him, and he switched to a strange scene he had never seen before.

The blood-red sky without any decorations, the streets and high-rise buildings that look extremely dark in the dim style, and the "people" walking on the ground, with only dark outlines and no visible attire.

Wright found himself in a strange city.

Although he still didn't feel the existence of his body, Wright discovered that he could control his consciousness to "float" deeper into the city.

Like soft clouds swaying in the wind.

This city is generally a product of the steam age. Although the buildings are very tall, the highest ones are only 15-20 floors, and they are concentrated in the center of the city where every street leads. It seems to be a "commercial area".

Near the gray river in the distance were rows of factories emitting pure black smoke. Huge mechanical vehicles that he had never seen before emerged from the cement road.

In his opinion, the size is similar to the large trucks seen in the previous world, but the mechanical arms extending outward around the vehicles and the lifting devices suggest that these vehicles are generally used for construction projects.

"Floating" and changing his perspective again, Wright saw a "secluded place" where there were almost no human beings, but a deep cobblestone path suddenly appeared among the rows of tall buildings.

"Walking" inside, he saw four three-story Western-style buildings and a garden that was rarely painted in normal colors.

Suppressing the throbbing pain and weakness caused by the half-asleep and half-awake state, Wright continued to concentrate on looking.

The entire garden was covered with a light, dense crimson mist.

The pavilion originally composed of white stone pillars in the center looks particularly red, giving people an impulse of violent aesthetics. However, the several poplar trees planted around it and the sunflowers blooming in all directions on the ground still give the garden the pure beauty it deserves.

A gurgling artificial river surrounds the middle of the garden and runs through the sunflowers. The river water is like dripping with pure black ink, creating unique waves.

Just as Wright looked at the black "flower" carefully, a girl's pure voice appeared behind him.

"You...are here? Are you here specifically to find me?"

"Who?" Wright was startled and turned around to look.

It was a human with the figure of a girl in classical Crusad clothing.

Fortunately, her body is not completely black.

She was wearing a long skirt with a red base, inlaid with various gemstones, and embroidered with wheat ears and a deformed double-headed eagle pattern. The color of the inner clothes was a mixture of white and dim yellow patterns.

Her skirt trailed on the ground, forming a semicircle shape, and the part trailing on the ground formed a rose with a complicated pattern.

The waistband and bustle of the skirt gave the girl in front of her a graceful and elegant demeanor, but she did not show her face. Instead, she wore a mask made of military fabric.

The eyes of the mask were a pair of circular lenses that protruded outward. Looking inward, Wright could only observe a pair of purple eyes with a hesitant look, and the mouth was a pipe connected to the oxygen backpack carried on the girl's back. , overall, it seems to be a gas mask.

But the strange thing is that the girl's voice doesn't feel muffled at all, as if her voice comes from her body or soul.

"I... snore... snore..."

Wright wanted to respond to the girl's question, but what shocked him was that he could not make any human sounds. His throat seemed to have disappeared, and he could only make ugly sounds similar to the snoring of monsters.

"Haha, you are so cute, you little thing." The girl said in a gentle tone again, showing a sense of care.

little things? I am a human being, does my body change in the dream?

Is this a dream? Could it be said that it is consciousness traveling through time again?

Wright was confused. He wanted to move his arms and pull it in front of his eyes to see what kind of state he had turned into, but to his surprise, he found that he had turned into a ball of slime-like objects.

Moreover, it is floating in mid-air!

The girl couldn't see Wright's expression, but she was surrounded by white arms like a wall, hugging Wright's strange body, and said resentfully to herself:

"I thought you were here to save me, little one. It seems that you are also a 'soul body' that accidentally broke into this place. That's right, without 'Klassen's Mask', which real human being or extraordinary person can What about breaking into this place? This is an alien world called the 'Crimson Demon Realm', maybe it's the past world, maybe it's the future. But I've never stepped out of this garden."

"Where is the 'Crimson Demon Realm'? 'Klassen's Mask', is it the banned sequential monster that blocks the mark? Why do I come here? It is the identity of [Order], and it is close to the core of Silent Highlands Does the position resonate with the power of the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element'? Or is it the power of the red magic source, or the operation of the 'Red-faced Hain'? If it is the latter, he will really cause trouble for me!" Wright cursed, But still can't make a normal sound.

"Actually, I have been waiting for a knight to find me and rescue me from here." The girl hugged Wright, looked up at the crimson sky, and hesitated:

"I haven't seen the little thing alive for a long time. I've talked a bit too much today, but I still want to talk. After all, you can't speak, right?"

Wright's "soul body" emitted a low hum, like a whistle, in response.

"Yes, when I fell into a deep sleep and was imprisoned here by the 'Eternal Red Lord', the Krusted Empire was already on the verge of destruction. Such a powerful empire, with an armored cluster that swept everything, has long since ceased. Restore the glory of Ivan XXII."

"I remember that before I fell asleep, there seemed to be a rebellion in the capital. In desperation, my father sent me to the south, the legendary location closest to God. He said that I must find the part of the central empire that is closest to the moon. The 'Land of the Moon'. At that time, it was a realm of ice and snow in a blazing environment. Legend has it that in the First Era, it was the so-called 'paradise' of the wolves."

"But," the girl walked towards the sunflowers and paced back and forth:

"Although I have lost a lot of memories before entering here, I clearly remember that our Rurik family has been multiplying for more than a thousand years. Strictly speaking, the Zine Empire and the Krusted Empire are related to each other. It is a pity that , for so long, my family in these two countries have not tried to find me. Although I am lonely, helpless, painful and lonely, I am still waiting for a handsome knight wearing a mask to break through the blood-red shackles and take me away. Away from the 'Crimson Demon Realm'."

The girl sighed softly and lowered her head again, as if staring at the messy flowers.

Zi La——Zi La——

Suddenly, a violent sound of electric current passed through, and Wright discovered that many bright arcs of light were emitted around his "soul body", and his body gradually became dim.

It seems that the dream is about to wake up!

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"Huh...huh, it hurts." Wright broke through the hazy feeling of consciousness, as well as the aches and pains all over his body, and forced himself to wake up from his half-dream state. He stood up suddenly and opened his dry, sore eyes.

He first felt tears in his eyes and his vision was blurry. After rubbing it with his right hand, what came into his eyes was a dim scene covered with the light of the silver moon.

The room is neither big nor small. Near the two rows of large windows is his large wooden bed. Slender wooden pillars extend upward from the four corners of the bed, supporting a bed board at the top, which is carved with silver moon patterns. Look, this bed must be expensive, it looks like a palace item.

In addition, at the far end of the room are two rows of cowhide sofas and a round glass coffee table with two guns placed on it. If you look closely, you can see that one is the "Crazy Bear" pistol that Wright carries with him, and the other is One is a larger mechanical gun close to a hand cannon with an extremely complex structure.

Looking around again, there was a wardrobe without any clothes and a few mahogany chairs arranged restlessly.

Looking up at the wall, Wright also saw crooked metal pipes and two gas lamps that emitted a dim light that was so weak that it was almost negligible.

Where am I? Where am I?

Wright hit his head hard and said urgently.

At this moment, the small door of the Western Continent's classical-style room was pushed open, and a familiar face with a faint green shimmer on his head appeared in front of him.

"Brother Wright, you have been in a coma for several days. Through divination, Brother Xue Feng estimated that you should wake up today. Just now I felt the fluctuation of the magic power in your body, and when I came in, I saw that you were awake." Feng. He said with a boyish voice and looking at Wright with pure eyes.

"It's you, the Cardinal of the Church of Dark Night, right? If my guess is correct, this should be the camp of the Church of Dark Night, right?" Wright raised the corners of his mouth and said in a disgusting and mocking tone.

"It's the 'Brightness of Blood' Castle. It's the camp of our Dark Night Church." Feng nodded and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, brother Wright, I deceived you. But in fact, we lost people need you to uncover the secret of the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element' and open the divine realm that truly belongs to us. That..."

Feng lowered his head in embarrassment and looked at the object in his hand.

Following Feng's perspective, Wright discovered that Feng was wearing a gorgeous black tuxedo today, with a red bow on the collar, and the shirt inside was pure white, very much like the previous paragraph of "Chekavsk City News" The costume of Vladimirski, the leader of the vampire clan, in the photo published by Time.

And he was holding a wine glass tray in his hand, with two red wine glasses on it, which contained a slightly viscous scarlet liquid.

If I guessed correctly, it should be blood!

"What are you holding?" Wright asked first when he saw the wine glass.

"The 'dye' that replenishes your strength... can also be called a 'potion'." Feng replied sincerely.

"Is it blood?" Wright asked in a cold voice.

"Yes." Feng nodded with difficulty, "But..."

"Do you think of me as a lost person?" Wright asked angrily.

All along, no matter what kind of changes have occurred in Wright's body, whether he possesses magic power, whether his body recovery ability has been extremely enhanced, or even extraordinary strange things such as "Touch of the Dark Mystery" and "Red-faced Hain" have appeared. product, he insists on his identity as a human being.

Therefore, even if he occasionally gets emotional, he will not eat humans or eat blood to ensure his dignity as a human being.

But Feng in front of him held two cups of blood and said they were "dyes" or "potions." This made him feel that Feng was mocking him.

This feeling of disgust suddenly became full, especially when I was facing the back thorn of the wind at the "front camp".

Feeling the nameless anger burning in his chest, Wright angrily surged the red magic power in his body.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly lifted the quilt, stepped forward, threw up the tray in Feng's hand with his right hand, and pressed his throat with his left hand, forcing him to the wall.

But the strange thing is that Wright's reaction ability seems to have been strengthened. Subconsciously, out of the mentality of protecting expensive items, he used four fingers to smoothly clamp the foot of the wine glass that fell to the ground, even a drop of scarlet liquid inside. None of it was spilled.

What was recycled was a foreshadowing of Luo Nie's line. After this chapter, Wright's perspective will be fixed and will not change.