Chapter 262:

After the trio left.

In the secret realm.

Under the dark red sky, there was silence, only the smell of blood lingered.

Large scorched black earth was full of flying ash turned by black insects, slowly drifting with the breeze.

Time is ticking, and I don't know how long it has been.

Under an inconspicuous rubble, a subtle rustling sound was heard.

Suddenly, the tiny gravel moved slightly sideways, and an ant-like gray flying insect with thin transparent wings emerged.

The gray worm's body is translucent, with a hazy sense of nothingness, except for two insect eyes that seem to be pitch-black amber, and a hideous and unusual human face can be faintly seen among them.

The face kept opening its mouth, as if it was cursing something.

The gray worm that came out of the gravel crawled on the ground for a while, and when the head of the worm looked left and right, and when he found nothing, he snorted and turned into several black smoke and drifted away with the wind......

Ten days later.

In the exchange tower not far from the Crimson Eagle, Freya, dressed in white robes and red edges, stood by the pool next to the tower, and stayed quietly on her right side of the dark red suitcase.

The clear water of the pool reflected Freya's delicate face, and compared to the immaturity that came out of the dragon port, her appearance did not seem to have changed much at this time, but her original cold and abnormal temperament became much softer.

Her long golden hair was simply tied behind her, and her blue eyes quietly looked at the pedestrians around her, as if waiting for someone.

An hour later.

Swap towers staggered on the road. A pitch-black carriage approached slowly from a distance.

The carriage was unremarkable, except for a special emblem carved on the side with a red eagle's head, and in the driver's seat of the carriage was a young man in blue leather armor, with fair skin, turquoise eyes, and thin grooves on the sides of his cheeks, which clearly showed that it was not human, but a sea tribe.

After a while, the carriage was firmly on the side of the road, and a woman with rare blue wavy hair and a long rich dress jumped straight out of the carriage.

I saw the woman appear. Freya, who had been standing still, smiled and lifted the suitcase next to her and walked there.

"Freya."

Cathy greeted her with a long dress.

"Why did you suddenly want to leave? I just got the news and rushed over from the prom. You see, I didn't even have time to change my clothes, what a shame. ”

Freya looked at Cathy's complaint amusefully and said softly.

"I didn't expect you to come and see me off. After all, leaving was planned a long time ago. It was delayed because of the secret realm. Now the matter has been settled by the three adults, so it went according to the original plan, and Fira-sama had already given me the approval before. ”

"Uh-huh."

Hear Freya's explanation. Cathy also knew that she had already gone to Fira to apply, but at that time she and Freya were just ordinary colleagues and didn't take it seriously.

"And when are you going to come back?" Cathy smiled awkwardly and asked.

"About half a year." Freya thought for a moment. "You know, my hometown is so far away from here, even an empty boat ride takes a while."

Since the relationship between the two came back from the secret realm, I don't know why they have gotten along more and more harmoniously, almost reaching the level of the legendary 'girlfriends'.

This change in relationship, Freya guessed that it was because Cathy's own special identity made her few real friends in Yundu, and it was also for her resource channels, while she belonged to a somewhat withdrawn type, and she didn't have much prejudice against other races, and the two lived in the same tent during the secret incident, so this situation was caused.

"It's only been half a year, I think it's been a long time."

Hearing Freya's answer, Cathy didn't care.

Freya looked at her speechlessly.

Although wizards don't pay much attention to time because of the improvement of their life level, there are very few people like Cathy who have such an attitude, after all, not everyone is born with a lifespan of three or four hundred years.

As far as she knew, although Cathy only looked like she was in her twenties now, her real age was almost fifty years old, and it was only because of the slow growth cycle of the siren bloodline that her appearance had not changed much.

"Okay, okay." Looking at Freya's speechless expression, Cathy waved her hand. "Just send me a message when you come back, I was thinking of taking you and a few other friends to my house in two months."

"Hehe, there will be opportunities in the future." Freya smiled.

When she joined the Crimson Eagle, she left a trace of soul breath in it, and the time was valid for fifty years, and it was impossible for her to leave the Crimson Eagle directly during this time without accidents, unless her soul had undergone some kind of change.

After a few more conversations by the pool, Cathy threw her a blue ring and left.

While watching the carriage leave quickly, Freya touched the ring on her finger, which is said to be a token that can reduce some unnecessary trouble if you touch the Sea Clan.

After waiting by the pool for a while, a gray-robed wizard apprentice approached Freya.

He bowed slightly, then said respectfully.

"Lord Freya, we've got the Gray Eagle you ordered."

"Hmm." She nodded slightly, looked at the massive building in the distance again, and lifted the suitcase. "Let's go." ……

Two days later.

Under the clear blue sky, a huge black airship slowly rose into the air.

Beneath the huge fusiform balloon hangs a small black boat, and on the deck of the ship stands a number of gorgeously dressed figures.

Freya stood on the side of the ship, watching the smaller and smaller things below.

In the distance, the crimson eagle's massive buildings and tall white exchange towers gradually came into her sight.

The Crimson Eagle's headquarters is large, although it has been around for almost two months. But Freya still hasn't finished shopping, and at this time, from the sky, there is a very peculiar feeling, as if the pattern of the crimson eagle as a whole looks like a huge eagle with wings spread.

The direction of the rune department is on the eagle's leg.

Looking at the overall structure of the eagle, Freya's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh? Could this be a magic circle, worthy of a first-class wizarding organization, and it is really generous. ”

This huge magic circle carved by many buildings requires more than a simple architectural pattern, but also requires the ability to activate the spirit and the magic stones that are difficult to calculate.

She estimated that she wanted to activate this kind of Cheng dù's magic circle, and her spiritual power was not to mention for the time being. Magic Stones alone almost need to be measured in tons.

With a faint emotion in my heart. The crimson eagle below faded into the hazy clouds as the airship rose away.

Small grayish-white dots appeared in her field of vision, which were the various towns of the Yundu Branch.

After a quick sweep over these inhabited towns, there are large expanses of green forest.

In just five minutes, the airboat sailed past the point of the incident in the secret realm.

Then. In the vast forest below. A thin black haze rose through the forest.

"Forest fires?"

Look at the black smoke. Freya guessed slightly.

It's just that, whatever it is, it doesn't have much to do with standing on the airboat.

Because the airboat has risen to an extremely high altitude. The air around her was a little cold, and after looking at the scenery for a while, she returned to her personal room.

Most of the people who can get on the airship are wizards, and even a small number of ordinary people are inextricably linked to wizards.

However, because of the location of the destination, there were not many people on this empty boat, only about a dozen, so the huge empty boat was also quiet.

When he returned to the room, he snapped his fingers lightly to activate the thermostatic talisman array in it, and suddenly the cold air warmed up a lot.

Freya walked over to the table, on which were some of the materials she had used and what she had half made.

In addition to these, there are two long black keys, one long and one short.

"The Key of Mystery," she whispered the name of the key.

These two keys, the short one was obtained from the Countess's castle in Raymond City, and because he entered the world of ruins many times, he also consumed a lot.

And the long one was collected by accident so long after leaving.

The origin of these keys is unknown, the material is unknown, the function is unknown, and the number of such keys is so rare that even the wizards who possess them are only considered collectibles.

If it weren't for Freya's chance, she wouldn't have known that this thing called the 'Key of Mystery' could be used to travel through the world, and it seemed to be a consumable type of storage.

Moreover, perhaps because of the influence of the ruined world, the sequelae of her liquefaction is actually two small horns growing on the top of her head.

Although it is hidden in the hair and is not noticeable, it has an unknown relationship with that world after all.

In the past, things were one after another, and there was no spare time to study.

Now this period of time is a period of stability, and there is no need for excessive growth of mental power.

"It's just the right time to confirm many of the theories of space that we have learned from Hegel's spells." Freya muttered.

Outside the round window, the sky gradually darkened a little, and the time at this time was about five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

Simply eat something and prepare what you bring.

Then she took out her charcoal pen and quickly carved out the rune circle.

In a few moments, a dagger-shaped rune was carved.

Freya touched the long-lost magic circle, gently forced, and snorted, and the dagger in it was easily pulled out by her.

Glancing at the two keys hanging from her waist, she paused, and stabbed herself in the chest.

'Smack! ’

The dagger shattered in the heart.

In Freya's vision, the entire room seemed to dissipate directly into red ashes.

It is not surrounded by 10,000 meters in the sky, but the streets of a ruined city.

A crimson sun hung in the west in the dim sky, as if it was about to set, turning the whole street blood-red.

Freya stood still, her eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the hot wind blowing around her, and she looked down at the key at her waist.

The tip of the key, which had been elongated, was now hissing softly, emitting wisps of dark smoke that seemed to be wearing away.

And this smoke did not dissipate, but formed particles that were invisible to the naked eye, clinging to her.

Sensing the condition of her body, she nodded knowingly.

"It seems that this key is really to keep my body walking in this world, so this time, I must find something valuable"

I slightly estimated the time that the key could last, and it could last about half an hour at a shuttle.

Pressed for time, she gathered her robe and strode towards the middle of the street.

The black leather boots have a soft feeling of stepping on cotton every time they step on the ground.

The street was littered with signs of dilapidation, tall buildings littered with smoke and dust, and there seemed to be no moving objects here compared to the previous walks.

Observing the street from time to time, Freya walked for five minutes before finally seeing a shop that looked relatively intact.

The shop's sign fell to the floor, and Freya walked over and rubbed her foot against the thick dust on it, revealing crooked letters.

"Huh? It's not any kind of writing I've ever learned? Does this mean that this is not the hellish world I speculated before? Strange"

Suspicious of the strange mood, she was about to stretch out her hand to push open the door of the shop, when suddenly, the door hissed, and instantly turned into a pile of ashes and completely dissipated.

Frowning and looking at the scattered ashes, Freya walked in anyway.

The inside of the shop was as imagined, full of messes, scattered tables and chairs, counters, broken glass behind the counters, and all kinds of unintelligible writing.

Freya glanced at the shop, and by chance, she saw a large mirror hanging in half on one of the walls on the left.

The mirror reflected her figure.

Two pairs of long sharp horns stood on either side of her head, her golden hair was slightly flared, and in the center of her red eyes was a strange vertical pupil, and there was a slender golden crack between her forehead, as if there was an extra eye.

"Huh? The"

Looking at this unfamiliar image, Freya vaguely felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Isn't that my own imprint? What's going on? ”

Just as she was thinking about the connection, the sound of glass accidentally falling suddenly came from her ears.

'Smack'

She turned her head sharply, and saw a thick black shadow on the counter, like a human figure, picking up pieces of glass from the counter.

The crimson sun outside was gradually setting, and the ruins of the street seemed to be slowly becoming clearer.

The thick ash began to disappear, and round lights slowly lit up on both sides of the street.

One by one, eerie black shadows slowly appeared, walking aimlessly on the streets.

"Change?"

Looking at the strange changing world, Freya subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

The whole ruined city seems to have awakened, and is slowly becoming clean and lively

"Guest, would you like something to drink?"

Suddenly, a shrill voice appeared behind her. (To be continued......)