Chapter 394:

The successive messages scrolled for nearly a minute before they stopped.

The cards seem to be ranked based on strength level and completeness of information.

Freya gently wiped the card, and all of a sudden, the top 10 creatures who received the mission information appeared.

It's no surprise that these guys are weird-looking humanoids.

And through the number of tasks received, Freya vaguely guessed that the area of the Toxic Mist Swamp seemed to be very familiar here, and it was not a forbidden area that no one went to.

With a slight glance, Freya casually clicked on the third-place creature.

A little ripple crossed her fingertips, and suddenly a special spiritual link automatically connected to her mind.

"Excuse me, are you an employee?"

It was a mixed voice that seemed to be overlapping countless people, and it sounded very weird.

"That's right, it's me." The spirit of Freya is passed to the opposite side through the card.

"Okay, it'll be there in ten minutes." After saying that, the other side took the initiative to disconnect the mental connection.

With the card in her hand, Freya stood in place, her eyes surveying the gloomy city.

The tops of the tall buildings are all pointy, and from time to time you can see strange statues erected on them.

Most of the humanoids on the streets, while wearing armor and weapons, seem to be very orderly.

If you discard the appearance here, even in Yundu, it is a good big city.

And, most importantly, Freya vaguely felt a special energy fluctuation spread throughout the city through the black tower in the middle of the city.

The nature of this force was not any of the forces she was familiar with. It feels slightly distorted but extremely wide-ranging.

Freya compared the strength of the fluctuations and found that if ordinary people with a slightly weaker constitution survived here, they might be infected with various physical diseases due to this strength in less than a week, and eventually die.

"It seems that this area, which is only a little involved by human wizards, seems to have developed its own system, and it seems to be very mature, but I don't know why it has not been contacted by wizards until now." Freya muttered curiously.

The wizarding world of the medium world is very large, and it is full of all kinds of strange things, some of which were brought about by ancient wars. And more of it is what the wizarding world originally had.

Something, or a living thing. Even powerful and learned wizards didn't know about it.

And the more dangerous areas seem to be where only special races can survive, and other creatures can't set foot at all.

It can be said that the wizarding world is far more mysterious and obscure than its equivalent.

Ten minutes. on sparsely populated streets. A strange figure wearing a helmet in full body armor, including his head, walked towards Freya.

This monster in full armor is not very strong. But there was an obscure aura around his body, two black swords hanging from his waist, and only a pair of scarlet eyes could be faintly seen in the helmet.

Every step he took on the ground made a metallic sound of 'clang, clang'. Very harsh.

The armored monster quickly came to Freya's side, and said in the same strange voice that overlapped before.

"Hello, I'm Ron, I'm your guide to the Poison Mist Swamp, when will I leave?"

"Right now." Freya thought for a moment.

All her stuff was ready when she was in the northern snowfields, and she didn't need to do anything more.

"Okay." The armoured man named Ron nodded, pulling out a familiar black card from his back. "The task I took was only to serve as your guide, and I was not responsible for security issues, even if you died halfway through, I would throw your body into the poisonous fog swamp, and if there was no opinion, I would leave a breath on it."

Listening to what he said, Freya tilted her head and smiled.

"Oh? Is there such a rule here, yes? ”

She stretched out her finger and touched the card, and the black card suddenly appeared with a woman's head with two horns on her forehead.

The woman on the card muttered something silently, and a black halo flashed.

Freya vaguely felt as if something was something more on her body, linked to Ron in front of her.

She sensed it slightly, frowning slightly.

"It's a world contract? Does such a simple task require such a large amount of effort? ”

"Of course, this is the most basic order in the city." Ron didn't seem to want to explain anything about that, and continued. "If you don't need to prepare, let's go now."

Without speaking, Freya snapped her fingers lightly, and the black carriage that stopped not far away suddenly drove over.

Fifteen minutes later, she and the armor-clad Ron left the city......

Three days later.

Under the blue sky, there is a dark yellow wilderness.

Handfuls of withered yellow weeds were piled up on the ground, and occasionally one or two dry trees could be seen and the snow-white weathered bones beside them.

A black carriage drove from far across the wilderness, and next to it was Ron riding what appeared to be a black dinosaur-like creature.

Freya's carriage had been in the wilderness for a day, and according to Ron, the Poison Mist Swamp was an area north of the center of the Red Forest, where it was shrouded in a sea of forests, and if you wanted to reach it, you had to cross two mountains and several rivers, and the journey was very complicated, and it was impossible for travelers who entered the Red Forest for the first time to find it.

And to get out of this wilderness, at their speed, it will take at least five or six days.

The carriage continued its way through the wilderness until the sun set in the west, when it came to a halt under a relatively rare wood.

After parking the carriage, Freya took out the wizard's tent and set it up on the back of the carriage, in the leeward quarter.

The temperature in this wilderness is normal during the day, but at night it is very, very cold, if you sleep in a carriage. Even her physique is uncomfortable.

Light the dry wood and place an iron rack on top of the flame.

Freya took out some meat and mushrooms and other things and roasted them on them, and in a moment the white heat wafted out.

Ron sat quietly on the stone beside him, like a stone sculpture, and Freya couldn't even feel the breath of life in him.

When the meat on the shelf is almost baked, Freya picks up a piece with a fork after sprinkling the seasoning, blows it down and puts it in her mouth, and the rich aroma of the meat immediately fills the whole mouth.

She forked it up again, glanced at Ron next to her, and wondered.

"Won't you eat some?"

Hear Freya's question. Two red lights suddenly lit up in his darkened helmet.

"Nope. I have my own food. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a small black pocket from behind him, and wearing iron-clad gloves, he felt a black bug that was wriggling violently.

With the other hand, he lifted the metal mask that covered his mouth and shoved it directly into his mouth.

From Freya's angle, it can be clearly seen that under his mask is a dense row of white sharp teeth, without lips. The teeth are all open outward. It looks a little hideous.

The sharp teeth quickly tore the index finger-sized bug to pieces. A black-and-white liquid trickled down his teeth and into the armor, followed by a strange sucking sound.

As if seeing Freya looking this way, Ron pulled another bug out of his pocket. Gestured.

"You're either a dead soul worm, with much better nutritional value than the low-grade food in your hands."

Seeing the wriggling black worm, Freya felt goosebumps stand up behind her back, and she shook her head.

"Forget it, I probably can't get used to it."

Hearing Freya's refusal, Ron didn't say anything, nodded his head, and stuffed the bug into his mouth again.

Because of Ron's strange eating next to her, Freya had no appetite for a while, and after eating a few pieces of meat, she got up and walked out of the woods not far away.

In the western sky, the flaming clouds were about to disperse, and a cold wind began to blow in the calm wilderness.

There was a slight 'crunch' sound as it blew the dry branches in the distance.

Freya looked at the desolate place, faintly overlapping with the memories of the legendary king snake.

The land used to be rich and fertile and full of life, but now it is long gone.

Although those memories did not belong to her, Freya still had a faint sentimentality, which was the feeling of gradually being eliminated by the times.

Freya stood silently at the edge of the woods, the sky slowly darkening, and several large black birds made strange calls in the woods.

Suddenly, Freya noticed that as night fell, translucent shadows were slowly emerging in a clearing in the distance.

The shadows seemed to be tall figures standing, faintly surrounding the woods, facing Freya, motionless.

"Huh? What is that? ”

Seeing the shadow appear, Freya frowned slightly.

Just as she was about to be tempted, Ron stood next to her at some point.

"Don't move, it's the Shadow of the Wilderness, a natural phenomenon here, and if you attack, we'll be busy at night."

"A natural phenomenon?" Freya lowered her palms and looked curiously at these tall translucent figures, which became clearer and clearer as the sky darkened, and the number seemed to fill the entire wilderness.

"Yes." Ron nodded. "In addition to these wilderness shadows, there may be other things here at night, as long as you don't get out of this woods, it's very safe."

"The woods?" Freya turned around, and there was an orange-yellow flame burning quietly beside the carriage, but nothing strange appeared around it, and it looked as if it was cut off by the woods.

Although her eyes could see these things clearly, she could not feel any breath in her senses, as if these shadows were just hallucinations.

However, even if she didn't feel it, Freya didn't want to test anything anymore.

The Red Forest Scar is no longer the stardust field it once was, and she is not surprised that something strange has happened over the years.

After looking at it for a while, she returned to the carriage.

Ron returned to the stone and sat down, the red of his eyes in his helmet dimmed, and the orange-yellow flames reflected in his armor with a grayish texture.

Glancing at his sculpture, Freya slipped into the tent and began her daily meditation.

I don't know how long it took, but Freya opened her eyes from meditation.

Outside, the sky was still completely dark, there was not a single ray of light, only a large bright moon hanging in the sky.

The moonlight covered the land like a silver tulle.

Freya stood up and looked out, the carriage still parked and watching, the bonfire extinguished, and a puff of white smoke wafted up.

And Ron, who had been sitting on the stone next to the fire, did not know where he had gone, and the whole forest was silent, without a sound.

Feeling the atmosphere of excessive silence, Freya had a faint feeling in her heart that something was wrong.

Although there are few large creatures in this wilderness due to environmental reasons, there are still smaller insects and birds, but now it seems as if they have all disappeared into thin air.

"Strange"

After a moment of silence, she stepped out of the tent, where the black horse in front of the carriage was standing quietly, the horse's eyes closed, and even Freya did not seem to wake up even when she came out.

Frowning, Freya walked over to the black horse, stretched out her hand and touched it gently, and the horse's body was cold, as if it were touching a stone.

"Dead?"

Sensing the black horse's abnormality, Freya's brow furrowed even deeper, and she swept around, and by the moonlight in the sky, she found that there was nothing in the woods except trees.

'Whew'

A cold wind blew, lighting up the extinguished bonfire with a burning flush.

Just as Freya was wondering, a small footstep came from outside the woods.

The sound of footsteps 'pop, pop, pop' sounded very loud in this silence.

Freya turned her head and looked towards the sound of footsteps, a tall shadow under the silver moonlight slowly walking towards her.

"Ron? Is that you? Seeing the shadow appear, Freya had a faint premonition.

'Flutter, flutter. ’

The sound of wings stirring came from the carriage next to it.

Freya turned her head, only to see a stranger with red skin crouching on horseback.

The man's arms were long, squatting on the horse's back and hanging to the ground, his face had no mouth and nose, only a pair of red eyes, and he tilted his head and looked at Freya fixedly.

The sudden appearance of the strange man made Freya stunned for a moment, and then she thought about whether she wanted to catch it directly with her backhand.

'Whew! ’

Five clear blue-black thin lines swept directly over.

With a 'snort', the big tree behind the carriage suddenly broke open, but the figure was strangely useless.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Freya's face became gloomy and she stepped back a certain distance.

"Spirits? No, there is no reaction from the spirit, what is this?"

'Smack'

Not far away, the tall shadow walked out of the woods, and then stood at the edge of the trees.

“”

Freya looked at these two things in silence, and for a moment she felt a hairy feeling in her heart.

―――――――――― (To be continued......)