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When the sun rose over the horizon again, he could no longer maintain his elemental form, and his depleted body slowly peeled away from the stone statue, and swallowed his last breath in the form of an ordinary old man.

Looking at the last trace of infinite attachment to life left in the other party's eyes, Zhang Cheng felt a strong sense of fear in his heart, the fear of aging and death.

Even though he was still very young, not even thirty years old, time was always a thing that slipped away from him without paying attention, and when he came back to his senses, he would find that his days were numbered.

All of a sudden, he began to realize why countless people were willing to do all sorts of crazy things for the sake of eternal life, whether they were trading with demons or using some cruel magical ritual to rob others of their life energy to sustain themselves.

In contrast, people like Miles, who have similar abilities but don't put them into action, are even rarer than some endangered animals.

"Mr. Zhang, if you don't mind, could you please take care of Elfrida for a few days? I need to concentrate on a lot of troublesome things next, including the funeral of the Councillor, and I really don't have time to comfort the frightened little girl. Francis pleaded in a rather helpless tone as he used his magical abilities to repair the broken walls and floors in the intensive care unit.

His face was full of sadness at the moment, and from time to time he glanced at Miles, who was lying on the hospital bed like a dried corpse.

"Take care of her?" Zhang Cheng looked at the girl who was bleeding and frowned subconsciously.

Francis sighed slightly and replied, "Don't worry, I've given her a hematopoietic agent, and she won't be in danger of life for a week." The wounds inflicted by the Inca sacrificial bone knives are troublesome, and I need to visit a friend of Mr. Councillor to see if he can lift the curse. ”

"Okay, but please hurry, my personality is not suitable for taking care of children. With that, Zhang Cheng turned around and beckoned.

A ** woman who looks and looks nine points similar to Patty took the initiative to bend down and pick up the girl who fell into a deep coma.

Obviously, this is the "surprise" that Miles gave him before he died, an artificial life reorganized through alchemy, a slave who could never disobey his master's orders.

The simple explanation is that Miles destroyed Patty's body, followed by creating a clone with special limitations, and finally stuffed the soul into it.

In this way, she not only retains her previous memories, personality and abilities, but also has to submit to the orders of the creator, like a prisoner trapped in **, suffering and suffering all the time.

Maybe Miles just wanted to take revenge on her for killing her loved ones in such a terrible way......

Facing the morning sun, Zhang Cheng, who had been busy all night, finally dragged his tired body back to his residence, and after a simple bath, he returned to bed and fell asleep.

By the time I woke up, it was already about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the rain on the road had basically completely evaporated, leaving only one or two small puddles of water that had piled up.

Opening the blinds and looking out the window at the peaceful and tranquil scene, he took a deep breath and sighed with a smile: "What a beautiful day, I hope there will not be too much violence and bloodshed today......"

The words just fell!

There was a sudden knock on the closed door.

Bang! Bang!

Polman's voice came through the crack in the door: "Your Excellency, are you up?"

"Yes, is there anything urgent?" asked Zhang Cheng through the door.

"Two things! First, I have just received notice from the Council that a funeral will be held at Greenwood Cemetery in three days' time, when three other councillors and numerous lords will be present, and that Brooklyn will officially be in a state of war. Second, Ms. Catherine invites you to dinner, which is set at seven o'clock in the evening. ”

"Okay, I got it. Zhang Cheng quickly put on a piece of clothing, opened the door and walked downstairs to the living room.

Polman hurriedly followed, and continued in a low voice: "In addition, I heard that a special envoy from the European Parliament came to New York early this morning, and it seems that he wants to discuss a very important matter. ”

"Oh, what's the matter?" Zhang Cheng's calm face finally showed a hint of curiosity.

According to his understanding, although there has always been an institution called the highest council at the head of the underground world, in fact, whether it is Europe, North America, South America and other regions, they have formed relatively independent branches, and no one will meddle in their affairs on weekdays, and even secretly there will be a little strife, and only when some major events occur, they will choose to join forces.

"It's said that a new entrance to the Fragment World has been discovered!" Polman licked his lips excitedly.

The fragmented world, as the name suggests, is the part torn from the earth, heaven and hell during the ancient war, after thousands of years of exploration, most of it has been discovered and occupied, and has become the backyard of various forces, the most famous of which is the wizarding academy in the magical secret realm.

It is said that this school specializes in supernatural powers, produces more than a dozen qualified witches and wizards each year, and has a significant influence in many regional councils.

However, because there were so many fragmented spaces back then, there are still some hidden from the sight of explorers to this day.

It can be said that every discovery of a fragmented world is equivalent to an adventure of power, wealth and power, and despite the many uncertainties and dangers, no one is willing to give up, even at the cost of losing their lives.

But Zhang Cheng, who has the ability to travel through many worlds, was not blinded.

On the contrary, he was keenly aware that it was likely to be a trap, like the chaos in New York right now, a conspiracy hatched by someone or a force.

How else could the war game, the discovery of the entrance to the World of Shards, and the haunting descendants of Selma coincidentally appear at the same time?

What's even more coincidental is that Patty, a madwoman exiled to the isolated rainforest, was able to get the news of Miles' death in time and smuggled back from the jungles of South America.

Everything is a sign that there is an invisible black hand in the shadows.

But Zhang Cheng also understands that his strength is still too weak to change anything, at least the control of the elements that Miles showed last night is far above him, and the terrifying ability to switch life forms at will is impossible for even the shaman priests of Azeroth to do.

Feeling the smell of the coming storm, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "It seems that it is time to return to Dalaran to prepare for the storm that will come......"