The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 1295: Luan

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In the face of the surrounding sight, the dark voice is still calm and calm: "We are now near Luan, which is already a good result-I was waiting for a calm window period a few days later, Karnos At that time, the energy fluctuation of the sea will appear a short gap. I can open a precise portal to send you to the nearest place to Asoman, but some accidents occurred, and the transmission had to be carried out in advance. I can only I promise to take you to the sanctuary, but I ca n’t be sure where I will be. I should feel lucky now-it ’s not far from Asoman. "

Karathius heard a confident confidence in the sanctuary from the other's tone: "How much do you know about the sanctuary?"

Dark shook his head gently: "I used to know many things about the Holy Land, but since this chaotic storm began, my connection with the Holy Land has become quite weak."

High-level monks frowned, and did not leave their eyes away from the dark body, "What the **** are you? How can you understand the Holy Land so much?"

"It's not like asking, it's like asking," she said bleakly, but she couldn't hear any mood swings in her tone. She pointed to her chest. "A lot of things, I can't explain it to you. There are too many antecedents and consequences, and all the explanations will waste a lot of time. I can only tell you that I will do my best to protect this place, because the existence of the Holy Land is closely related to me. "

"Are you a saint?" The senior monk seemed to come to a conclusion by himself. He looked at the skeptically, "Someone who escapes from the sanctuary and hides in the secular kingdom?"

"Sanctuary?" repeated in a low voice, "probably not."

She turned her head after saying this, and apparently did not intend to continue on this topic.

Carla Xiusi also put away his thoughts of continuing to question. Now the situation is not optimistic. Even his high-level monk is a little confused and uneasy. In this case, every partner is precious and cannot be wasted. These meaningless questions and arguments.

After watching the surrounding environment, Hao Ren turned to look at Karasius: "Where is Luan? How far is it from the holy mountain of Azuman? Where should we go next?"

Karasius looks in a certain direction: "Luan is the largest city nearest to the city of Shenjuan. There are some small towns between Luan and the city of Shenjuan. Road traffic is very convenient. Yes. Asuman ... it's in that direction. "

The senior monk lifted his finger and followed the direction of his finger. Hao Ren saw a dim light and shadow at the end of the horizon-the light was faint and faint, just like seeing the city lights in the distance through the mist , If you do n’t distinguish carefully, you ca n’t see it.

"The glory of the holy mountain Asoman used to be brilliant and bright. Near Luan, you can look up to see the glorious beam of light in the night sky," Karasius said in a bitter tone, "but since a few months ago ... … Alas. ”

Hao Ren looked at Azuman ’s direction, silently calculated the approximate distance, and then his eyes fell on the city at the foot of the mountain.

The holy mountain situation is unknown, and according to Lily's narration about the nightmare shadow, he always feels that the shadows engulfed in the confederate country may exceed everyone's imagination. It ’s probably not a good idea to be in the city of gods.

Although the Sanctuary Investigation Team came from this land, they have been here for more than a month. During this month, the Sanctuary has undergone tremendous changes, and their intelligence in this respect is quite backward.

In any case, intelligence should be collected first.

"Let's go to the city to explore," Hao Ren pointed to the mountain. "In any case, the sanctuary was eroded into this within a month. This is definitely not the case."

The team was ready to advance, but a church knight suddenly stood out, pointing to the big cage guarded by the bear monsters: "What about this monster? In addition, the sub-race enters the city hurriedly ... I am afraid it will cause problems."

Lily immediately wrinkled her nose when she heard this, but she also knew that the dozens of magical wolf and monsters she brought were moving panic, so she just twitched her teeth to express her dissatisfaction. And said nothing.

"It makes sense," Hao Ren nodded, "And if you want to enter the city to inquire, it is really not suitable to bring everyone. So, wait for Lily to let your men camp in the woods outside the city to hide Take this nightmare monster with you, and it ’s better to leave a few church knights with them, so that even if you are accidentally hit by a local inspector, someone will be responsible for negotiations, and the knights are locals, and they understand the situation better. "

Karathius has no objection to Hao Ren's "passover" arrangement. He nodded: "Thinking carefully, just do what you say."

A group of people completed the assignment outside the city at the foot of the mountain. All sub-ethnic barbarians were standing by in the woods outside the city. The monster named "Smoky Meat" by Lily was also detained in the temporary camp. Several church knights and an assistant bishop were left in the camp to support, while others went to the city with Hao Ren to check the situation. Two groups of men and women rely on the communication stone to keep in touch.

Luan City under the night is quiet and strange.

A turbulent wind wanders indiscriminately from southeast to northwest, with coolness in the wind, which seems to slowly enter the bone marrow of people, even when wearing a thick coat, they always feel a little cold on their skin spread. There are almost no people in the streets of the city. The buildings on both sides of the street are all closed. The dim light is revealed from behind a muddy window. The swaying lights seem to reflect the restless ghosts . Sacred area folklore, every household is used to hang a small lamp on each side of their door, regardless of the rich or the poor. At this moment, all the small lamps have been lit, but these past decorations that make the city full of vitality are now It looks particularly strange: the light of the small lamp is dim, and the wick inside is bent as if it is disturbed by a strong magnetic field. The dim light is tinged with dark red, like blood.

This abnormal phenomenon seems to indicate that the dark magic from the Sea of ​​Karnos has begun to invade the material world, and this sacred land is gradually being transformed into a seedbed of dark forces.

People walked on a deserted street, and they couldn't find any pedestrians who could inquire about the situation. Hao Ren frowned, and the strange atmosphere in this city did not seem strange-he had felt a similar atmosphere in many secret environments full of death and twisting power.

However, this atmosphere appeared in a holy place blessed by the Goddess of Creation, a place full of divine power a few months ago.

Is the evil giant Romaton really about to break through the prison gate?

The stone road in the street has a weird, moist and greasy feeling. Walking on the soles of the shoes keeps disgusting sticky sounds, and thin raindrops are floating in the sky. Hao Ren reaches out and sees some slightly black liquid fall At his fingertips, the liquid began to evaporate the moment he touched his skin, leaving almost nothing in the blink of an eye.

A similar phenomenon occurs when "raindrop" falls on Lily, but it does not dissipate quickly when it falls on other people.

Obviously, these raindrops are also the product of the dark magic projected in the material world.

Only "Dark" in the team noticed this detail. Her eyes seemed to stay slightly on Hao Ren and Lily, but then turned away.

"Even if the light of Azuman is extinguished, this should not be the case ..." Carathus whispered, "This land has been immersed in the divine energy for ten thousand years, and has itself been sanctified, even if it is chaotic When it strikes, it will not be polluted in such a short time. "

Hao Ren looks at the street ahead: "There are almost no pedestrians in the city."

They continued to move forward, and occasionally one or two hurrying figures flashed on the dark street, but these figures were just a flash, and the illusion was almost a rapid, illusory, and the knight shouted Pedestrians running from afar must be called, but their shouts seem to be more shocking to the pedestrians. The other party often disappears in the intricate alleys in a flash, and can no longer be found.

Lu'an City is an ancient city with intricate streets and alleys and countless dark alleys and corners that even locals can't tell clearly. Now every dark corner seems to have countless double uneasy eyes, Even those brave church knights couldn't help but get suspicious.

Finally, Karasius gave up walking on the street, he came to a house facing the street, and knocked on the door.

The house was lit with lights, but no human voice could be heard. After the high-level monk knocked on the door for a long time, Hao Ren finally heard some sound from inside.

Someone approached the door, and then a hoarse, low, alert voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"The monks and knights from the city of gods," Karasius said loudly, "Please open the door, we are not malicious, just want to find a place to rest."

"There is no place to rest," the voice in the house became more hoarse and alert, "It's getting dark, please find another place."

"This is not the Luan people I know," a monk next to Hao Ren shook his head. "I was born in a village near Luan. The people of this city are known for their hospitality. They never refuse to ask for help. Guests-even if they ca n’t help, they will at least open the door and pass a cup of hot water. "

"Dark magic may have begun to affect the minds of local residents," another monk muttered. "In this case, I don't know how many people can help us."

In the speaking room, Karasius had already talked with the people in the house through the gate for a few words, but all the requests were coldly rejected by the people inside. The owner was not even willing to open the door and the high-level monks outside. Talking face-to-face is like a terrible plague on the streets outside, and it will be infected as soon as you open the door. (To be continued.)