Wisrat, the Rat Overseer, walks slowly, but each step is magnitude. Whether it's Catherine running in front, or the barbarians and roadblocks following behind, you have to run with all your strength to keep up with his rhythm.

No one knew where he was going.

There seems to be no end in sight to the town of Drum Hopping, and the houses are crumbling and crumbling, but Wisratt continues to move forward despite it. The direction he was heading in the same direction was the street, which was in the middle of the town.

After an hour of running, Golden's speed dropped noticeably. Catherine looked back at Visrat's huge figure, and suddenly bowed her head and gave an order to the gold.

The clever golden jerked up, distanced himself from the Rat Overseer, then turned his horse's head and charged back. Once again, a man and a horse passed between the rat giant's legs, dodging the crush of his massive tail.

Catherine stood in the rubble and watched Visrat fade away, seeing the barbarians and roadblocks chasing the back of the Rat Overseer. They went farther and farther away, disappearing without a trace.

The female mage patted the horse's neck, and the golden slowly turned the horse, and there was no endless ruins behind her. The houses were razed to the ground, and the ruins were much larger than Catherine had imagined, far beyond what a town should be.

A wind blew, kicking up a cloud of dust that blurred Catherine's vision. For the first time, Catherine felt how desolate Drum Hopping Town was.

"Am I mistaken?" she looked at the desolate scene for a moment, as if asking about gold, and as if talking to herself.

"Chirp" Jin let out a low sound, which counted as an answer.

"Then we'll go back and see. Catherine said, pointing ahead. Gold nodded. Carry her along.

Walking through the ruins, there was deathly silence all around, except for the sound of golden hooves. When the occasional wind blows, you will realize that the world has not completely fallen to death.

Catherine rode along the streets of Drum Jump Town for a long time, and suddenly there was a "boom", and the sky and the earth shook violently. The golden lost her balance and fell to the ground in panic. Rubble and rubble flew into the sky everywhere, and the end of the world seemed to come, and the dark sky lit up in vain.

Catherine also fell to the ground, but a massive force from the ground threw her into the air. The golden kicked all four hooves in a panic. It flipped in the air and couldn't find its balance at all. The female mage is much calmer than the golden. She had a similar experience.

Sure enough, after a while, the body that had been thrown up began to fall again. This time, however, Catherine fell to the ground and didn't bounce back. It was a solid "landing", blood from the body cavity spurted out of the nostrils and mouth, and the "click" of bones in his body could be heard in his ears.

Today, Catherine doesn't feel much pain. Even a fracture of this magnitude could not make her frown. The only thing that bothered Catherine. It was she lying on the ground immobile. Wait for your body to slowly recover on its own. But this time there was still a little bit of luck, and the neck could still turn. Catherine searched and immediately found gold not far away. The poor steed fell into a puddle of mushy gelatin. The gum is squirming desperately. Strive to take on a certain shape.

Catherine didn't know exactly what the golden creature was, but it was certainly not a simple "horse". She wondered if gold would take on another form.

The gum gathers its "body" from the ground, and it grows taller and taller, pulling out its head, torso, and limbs. Oh! It turned into a human, dark golden, slightly transparent colloidal humanoid.

"Is this your true form?" Catherine couldn't help but ask. She saw the golden face conjure up features. Isn't that me?

"What was I thinking, you've become me, not your true form at all. Catherine said with some self-deprecation.

Gold turned her head, moved her hand again, and staggered two steps, seemingly adjusting to her new form. It is completely adapted to Catherine's appearance, including the shape of the garment. In fact, the golden appearance is more like a sculpture, there is only one outline, whether it is facial features or clothes, they are all part of the sculpture. It staggered over to Catherine's side and crouched down to look at the mage.

"Do you see that house?" asked Catherine. Although the gold color has changed into her own appearance, Catherine is not afraid. The so-called strange is not strange refers to the situation of female mages.

The golden tilted its head in thought, then stood up and spun around in place, and finally it pointed in one direction and "chirped".

"The screams haven't changed. Catherine laughed, "If only you could talk." ”

"Chirp-tweet-" All she answered was two chirps.

There was a log cabin in the direction of the Golden Finger, a wooden house that had never been seen before. Catherine can basically assume that it is a new thing that appears in the field of vision after the great earthquake. It was originally just a ruin, but now a wooden house has popped out of nowhere. If you don't want to be curious and don't want to see what's in the house, it's impossible.

"Take me to the hut. ”

Gold nodded, walked around Catherine, and reached out to pick her up straight. It held Catherine in its arms, leaned out from behind the mage to look in the direction, and walked forward in a bucket-hugging position.

Catherine smiled dumbly, but let the gold at her mercy.

The wooden house is not far, two or three hundred meters away. When I got closer, it was really broken. Not only were there a few holes in the roof, but the wooden planks in the walls were also broken. It emits a "creaking" **, as if it will fall down at any moment.

The door to the hut is a half-draped plank. Gold walked to the front of the house and accidentally kicked up a few pieces of rubble. The gravel jumped on the door, and the door collapsed, and there was a "bang" and a puff of dust kicked up.

It was dark when I walked into the house, and the light was pouring in through the holes in the roof. But in such a dim light, there are people reading books. It's not a human, it's a cat, an old cat with glasses and a white beard on its chin.

The old cat sat on a wooden stool on high legs, and looked at a tome thicker than a palm's width with a pillar of light thrown in from a hole. He read with great interest, as if unaware of the visitor's arrival.

Catherine didn't bother the old cat, and Gold stood in the house with her in her arms and waited.

Finally, the old cat finished reading a page, but Catherine saw that he was going to continue to the next page, and finally couldn't help coughing twice.

The old cat's ears twitched, and she rolled her eyes and looked into the room.

Catherine met his eyes, and his vision immediately blurred, and tears flowed from his eyes. I only heard a cold snort in my ears, followed by a "pop" - the sound of closing the book. (To be continued......)