"How can this be?"

"It was fine last night, and there was no movement this morning, how could this happen?"

"Yes, such a big crater, maybe the gods are angry!"

......

In the face of the discussion of the residents of Shamonta Town, the members of the town council who maintained order around them, including Shamon, in addition to stopping them at the beginning, simply let them talk about it later.

Even, there are some reporters from the capital's newspapers, who have been conducting military investigations from border towns since they first got the news, and have hurriedly turned into reports on mysterious times, holding cameras and filming non-stop at the scene.

"Here we are. Timod gasped and shouted, got out of the carriage, and hurried to the scene.

"Oh, Brother Timod, come and see, this thing has been formed inexplicably since noon, no, we don't know what these things are, maybe only those of you who have studied dragons and some ancient things will have some ideas. Shamon still smiled reluctantly, and said as he took Timod's hand.

"It's like a meteorite?" Timod said, climbing over the fence and into the center of the site to take a look.

"Yes. But I'm sure there's no such thing after about eight o'clock in the morning. You know, in the center of Shamonta town is a statue of our old emperor, King Han I, and the people who come here have a sense of solemnity and will not do anything to destroy it. And the soldiers guarding here didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. But when they came back at noon after dinner, it was like a meteorite impact. By the way, this was also left. Shamon said, pointing to a large stone of strange color in the center of the pit.

Timod didn't immediately analyze anything, but followed the direction Shamon was pointing and the surrounding crater, observing as much as he could, so as to have some clues to find something.

Wright, who followed him closely, did not say a word, and followed Timod quietly like a student, also observing carefully.

Even Shamon was unaware of Wright's presence in the slightest confusion.

Timod stared carefully at the center of the pit for a few seconds.

It was as if it had been struck by something of great force, and if it weren't for a meteorite, the Empire's most powerful cannonball would not have been able to bring about such an outcome.

Of course, in addition to a powerful thing called a "missile" that the Empire is still developing, it may be able to cause such power. But that's only conceptual, and there's no indication of its existence.

Timod shook his head and continued to analyze in his mind:

"This crater is indeed a crater. The top piece seems to have been carved by nature, with strange colors and patterns of red, green, and blue, and it really looks like something that came out of the earth. It is estimated that the pit is several meters deep. If there is really no trace at all, and there is not a single witness, it will come out of thin air, which is very strange. ”

Thinking of this, Timod pressed his hands against the edge of the pit and jumped out with a slight kick of his feet.

After that, he began to look down at everything again, trying to find some clues.

Timod observed that there were some distinct black scorch marks around the perimeter of the pit. Formed by flames scattered outward in the midst of great friction, they remained above the ground.

If it wasn't the "visitor" who did it, then things started to get weird.

"Shamon, have you asked the surrounding residents, have you seen even a shred of information?" Timod asked, holding his chin.

"Unfortunately, no. It's like it came out of nowhere. There is no trace, but brother, is it really possible that this is the work of the Creator?" Shamon asked with a mysterious expression on his face suddenly.

"Creator, where is it so easy for you to see? I think maybe it's the cannonballs, maybe the birdmen, they have some dragon power in them. Yes, do you remember the presence of birdmen in our town of Shamonta, or a few cities outside, Krumo in the south, the ancient shore mouth town controlled by the Flame Empire, the Far North town, or a few villages near Lake Riber?" Timod continued.

"I heard ......"

Before Shamon finished speaking, two people who had been standing on the sidelines and watching for a few minutes stepped forward and directly interrupted Shamon's words.

"Mr. Timod, the dragons of the empire are all registered. If you want their information, you can come to me, provided of course that your guess is valid. ”

"Who are you?" Timod looked at the man in front of him, who was about his height, somewhat burly, and had the usual characteristics of the natives of Avontele, with a somewhat nomadic atmosphere.

Although, the man was wearing a dark blue coat, a frost and snowflake badge on his hat, and it was appropriate to show his identity - a man of the Imperial army.

"I'm an investigator sent by the Empire to the battlefield ahead, investigating something related to magical power and mystery. My name is George Crane, and I'm kind of a member of the Imperial Royalty. With that, he handed Timod a business card and continued:

"Although I'm here with the front army, my main focus is on guarding against the use of some strange forces by the Southern Empire. But what is happening now is very much like some riot created by the Southern Empire. Since there are people here who study this kind of thing, then our advice is to let your town solve it internally and digest it yourself. But if you can't solve it, we'll accept it. But it was necessary to report the matter to the capital. ”

"I should be able to investigate something. Timod hurriedly replied.

He didn't want to expand the situation, after all, some of the ruins here contained things that he would use for his future research and meeting with someone. If some of the secrets here are known to the capital, perhaps some people's desires will be activated again.

"That's good, if the investigation is clear, or if some people behind it can be caught, then it is possible for His Majesty to grant you a knighthood. You know, in the age of steam, some things are not as difficult as they used to be. Now that our war with the Cruxd Empire is over, His Majesty has just won some victories in Nebsk. The next focus of our empire will definitely return to the south, and Your Majesty and the first heir to the throne, Her Royal Highness Princess Relita, don't want anything to happen here. George was half-threatening, but there was an intriguing smile on his lips.

"Something's wrong?" said Timod, his face dismissive.

"That's good, I'll go outside the town first, and if I find anything, let us know as soon as possible, and let the security army here come over and take care of those with cameras. George said, striding out as Shamon bent over and smiling flatteringly.

Timod, on the other hand, continued to jump into the pit, observing something.

Wright, who stood on the sidelines, had witnessed what had just happened, the Empire's battles with other nations, the threat of the investigators, and Shamon's flattering gesture were not his attention.

Only the meteorite standing in the center of the crater, which was several meters wide in diameter, could slightly attract his attention.

However, in his eyes, the blue light emitted from the meteorite far surpassed the aura of other rays.

Since Wright's magical power attribute is water, he can resonate with the breath of water-based magical power.

"Where is the power of water?" Wright sensed the breath of water around him.

After closing his eyes and quietly observing for two or three seconds, he suddenly felt something on his left glowing, and he turned his head to see that in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a blue light flashed.

Wright looked closely, and he saw that the owner of the blue glowing object was also looking in his direction.

After a second of long-distance gaze, the man's mind raced, and he chose a relatively correct path.

Run!

"Let it go, let it go, let it go. ”

Seeing this, Wright hurriedly pushed through the crowd and chased in the direction of the man.

Finally, after fifteen minutes of dodging and playing in the crowd, in the middle of a slightly wide, but unmanned town street, Wright finally saw the man's back, and his fiery red hair.

"Who are you?" Wright asked, in a sharp tone.

By the way, he took out the pistol that he had carried with him, which had followed him in the army, pulled the trigger, and aimed it at the back of the man's head.

"What are you so excited about? This is not the attitude of an Imperial soldier. The man said, raising his hands above his head, turning slowly, and with a strange smile.

"I can feel the breath of the water system's demonic power, it's right on top of the meteorite. Those strange colors are all illusions that lead people to the wrong things. And you have that breath in you, too. So, should you explain what it is and why it is suddenly here?" Wright asked, his eyes still fixed on the person in front of him, not daring to let go in the slightest.

"There are five types of demonic power in this world, I think you should know very well. Anyone who chooses to learn the power of the Demon Source will first learn some basics. The man didn't answer Wright directly, but changed the subject, "They are fire, water, plants, metal, and soil. Of course, they also have the upper level of demonic power, which is, light, darkness, wind, physics, and earth. Darkness is capable of creating voids, teleporting things from a distance of a hundred miles to a place they don't want to do. Moreover, the water source can protect it, and the relationship between their superiors and subordinates is not completely severe, but helps each other and complements each other. ”

"Does this have anything to do with meteorites?" Wright asked.

"If you want to talk about the relationship, it should be big. However, if you want clearer information, then beat me. It's very unlikely, but I'm going to have to let you know my name, because you have to know who sent you to hell with their own hands. My name is Klinyin Drurgen, and I'm from the south. The ancient south side, to be exact. Now, let you feel my power. Klinyin said, and a burst of dark blue light quickly surged in his right hand.

With the light, Wright could clearly see that a layer of frost was slowly growing on the ground around him.

Bang!

Wright was going to strike first, and shot directly at Klinyin's head.

The solid ammunition was mixed with flames, and a sound symbolized by the air was swift.

However!

The flame didn't hit Klinyin, he just stretched out his hand and gently surged forward with a trace of demonic power, and the bullet fell straight down, losing all power.

Then, after chanting some spells that Wright didn't understand, a well-made blue longsword suddenly appeared in his right hand.

"That's the weapon. Klinyin said, kicking backwards and lunging forward, the head of the sword aimed straight at Wright's chest.