The drunken man pushed open the wooden door, and his wife did not allow him to drink freely in the house, so he had to drink a small half bottle of his treasured rum in the tavern.

The steps at the door were spit out by someone, and the drunk slipped under his feet, fell on his back, wiped his face indiscriminately, and stumbled in his speech.

"I must be drunk, it's not yet the winter solstice, why is it snowing?"

People on the streets stop to look up at the night sky, and the elderly worry that winter will come too quickly and that it will cost more.

The young children are running around, looking forward to what decorations will be added to the snowman tomorrow morning, the buttons of their mother's coat, or the carrots left over from the kitchen.

Snowflakes fall slowly, and even when they reach a height within reach, they will still spin and float in the air for a long time before they are willing to kiss the warm ground.

The glass oil lamp at the entrance of the tavern glowed a warm yellow, solidifying the snow particles in the air and reflecting the reflection of everyone, oblique and long, like tombstones.

The chase continued a few blocks away, and Sost's blood caused a burst of exclamations, and the Gewu Society personnel hidden in the shadows chased after them, but they did not dare to use the Gewu Society's latest gunpowder equipment in the downtown area.

Ferrante held Sost by his arms and nearly lifted him on his back, the wind at his feet, and he took refuge in the darkness through the chaotic streets.

It's a factory, and the darkness means that the workers have gone home to rest, and the noise is getting farther and farther away, but Sost's face is getting paler.

Yafanka returned to the ancient books, there was no movement, thinking that it was too much consumption, Ferrante put Sost in a corner, leaning against the iron plate and gasping for breath, Solan Academy's physical education class, he had always failed.

"Sost! Sost! Are you alright?"

"Uh...... Damn it, something was in my shoulder, and I could hear it rubbing against my bones. ”

"I think it's better to stop the bleeding first. ”

Ferrante frowned and wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off the shirt inside his coat, and tore it into strips of cloth to tie Sost's wound.

The pain made Sost grit his teeth, and he looked up at Ferrante's face covered with sweat and dust, but he was still meticulously bandaging him, and suddenly laughed.

"I thought you were going to be scared and hide to the side, but at this time you're more like a nobleman. ”

"Of course I'm a nobleman, but I'm not so afraid of blood and wounds, and the Knard family doesn't have fat-headed cowards. ”

"Ferranteknader, I don't know about your family, but the name is a good name. ”

"It's all this time, you're still in the mood to talk nonsense, I should have thrown you on the street just now...... That's it!"

Pulling the collar and covering the wound with a windbreaker, the two got up and climbed onto the iron plate, only to see that it was a train carriage, which was full of dirty iron barrels and exuded a pungent smell.

"What is this?" Ferrante twisted the lid of an iron bucket.

Sost on the side stretched out his finger, the soybean-sized light illuminated his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body passed rapidly, but a snowflake fell and melted on the back of his hand, and Sost suddenly felt that he could continue the magic of lighting the lamp forever.

On the way to escape, he didn't have time to think about it, and Sost stared at the black viscous liquid inside the iron bucket and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily, it's magic, and if we use matches, we can go to the gods now...... This was dug out of the ground, and Gewu would believe that it could replace coal in some ways, but it is still being studied. ”

Just as Ferrante seemed to understand, footsteps were heard in the distance, and the two of them shrank back, looking for a safe exit.

"Team leader, they're in there. ”

"Die! Put away your pistol, there's something stored here that could blow up half of Evos into the sky!"

The pursuers of the Gewu Society walked into the factory, and under the reprimand of the team leader, they put away their special equipment one after another, and instead pulled out the short sword at their waist.

"What about the other groups?"

"On the other side, they can't run away. ”

Gradually, the footsteps in the factory became more and more sound, and the hiding range of the two Ferrantes became smaller and smaller.

Until the last dozen or so people surrounded them in the clearing, the short sword glowing with cold light smelled of blood, which was diametrically opposed to the 'wisdom' of the Gewuhui, which was the 'order' that was calm to the extreme.

"Two, please cooperate with our investigation. ”

"Isn't it too late to say that? South, don't tell me you don't have a dagger with you. ”

"You've seen through ......"

Soster bent down and took out a dagger from his boot and threw it to Ferrante, "I remember that Solan Academy seems to have a martial arts class, and whether you can escape or not depends on your grades." ”

The warm dagger fell into the palm of his hand, and Ferrante threw the scabbard aside with a serious expression that he had never felt before.

Even if the opponent has unpredictable weapons, and even has abilities as magical as magic.

But at this time, Ferrante held the dagger as if he were holding a long sword, a long sword dripping with blood.

A red mist appeared in his eyes, and the sound of the collision between the horse and the armor echoed in his ears, and after an unknown number of eras, this soul, who had had the opportunity to ascend to the position of the god of war, once again put himself on the battlefield.

Flying snow fell through the cracks in the top of the factory and landed on everyone's heads, and Ferrante gritted her teeth and stepped forward, the blade of the dagger splitting the snowflakes and the sound scattered throughout the factory.

"I've never taken martial arts classes because I don't feel like I need them. ”

......

......

Black fog, a thick black fog, the entire seventh floor of the Great Library was shrouded in darkness.

Cold, depressing, silent.

When Cassia lowered his hand from his glasses and raised his head again, there were no pupils in his eyes, only pitch black, and a blue flame as thin as a needle's eye in the darkness.

The rolling black mist seemed to be a wriggling living being, stairs, windows, gates, every exit became the direction of its breakthrough, and in the blink of an eye, the black mist engulfed the entire large library.

Outside the courtyard gate, nearly 100 members of the Gewu Society surrounded the place, and the right eye of the leader of the kvass was blurred with blood, and it had been abolished, and the replica No. 1 had just exploded, without giving him a chance to react.

Only three of the four presidents in Evos City remained, and all of them were there, staring at the cold and windy courtyard and the foggy large library.

Kvass's only remaining left eye was cautious, his hands flashing with electric light from time to time, and the palm of his hand was steaming and rapidly decomposed.

"You wait here. ”

Kvash walked into the courtyard, and as outside, it was snowing, but it was black, like burnt ashes.

The plants on both sides of the entrance to the large library withered and shriveled, and the flowers composed of blue flames bloomed, like the funeral of the old king, and the black mist poured out of the gate, forming a staircase, and it was like the enthronement of the new king.

Cassia shrouded in black fog walked out step by step, elegant and not like a mortal, the cracks on the lenses were still there, but the frames were as smooth as new.

Looking at the electric light flashing in Kvass's hand, a smile appeared at the corner of Cassia's mouth, and a hoarse voice that did not belong to him came out.

"Ionization? What a rudimentary method, Mr. Winston and Mr. Kraken were much more clever than that. ”

"Cassia! take off your glasses, it has a consciousness of its own, and it will corrupt and devour your soul!"

"Can you command my master?"

The black mist burst out like a giant snake, and Kvass raised his hands, the brilliant electric light flickered, and the water vapor in the air converged towards the palm of his hand.

But in the blink of an eye, the stone road under his feet turned into a piece of yellow sand, and there was no trace of water in a radius of several meters, the skin instantly dried and bleed, and the electric light in the palm disappeared.

The other two guild leaders who rushed over defeated the black mist giant snake, but with a clear breeze, the yellow sand turned into a swamp, and everyone within a radius of 100 meters was deeply trapped in it.

The ground solidified, green shoots grew from the skin of one Fellow Warrior after another, and vines burrowed into the ground and took their lives.

The three guild leaders resisted to the death, but they couldn't do anything, and seeing that the three of them were about to die here, the black mist suddenly fluctuated, and there was another crack on the lens.

Cassia showed a look of pity, turned into a black mist and merged with the night, and flew towards the outside of the city, leaving only a voice that lingered for a long time.

"Scarborough is back......"

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