"Click......"

The sound of mechanical gears reminds me of an old man emerging from the void.

"Here it is...... Eh, Lan Yuan?" the old man leaked out his cloudy eyes and looked at his surroundings.

"Huh, is this the one who summoned me?" The old man's eyes widened as he looked at a white skeleton on the side, and walked around to take a second look.

"It seems to be quite chic. ”

Looking at the white skull on the side with its mouth opening and closing, already trembling and speechless, the old man smiled.

"I didn't expect this guy to call this clone of mine - but ah, I'm a harmless god, not an old ruler!"

Lan Yuan nodded, beckoned, and pulled the short sword in his hand with his hand, and a grin opened in the space in an instant, from which there seemed to be a note of gaze, staring directly at the old man, and in an instant, the old man disappeared.

"Well, it seems like a lot of ambition - it's just that an undead creature like you, and a warlock like me, can't be compared to each other. Lan Yuan squinted his eyes, sneering at the other party's efforts.

Between the opening and closing of the skeleton's mouth, two gray flames jumped out of its eye sockets, but in an instant, after coming into contact with Lan Yuan's gaze, it turned blue.

"I made you, and resetting you was a no-brainer. ”

With that, Lan Yuan turned around and left, leading everyone back to the previous flower shop.

And a few people next to him looked at each other.

It all happened so fast, as if everything was just a farce directed and acted by Lan Yuan.

Mo Wendi always touched the pistol in his arms and muttered, "How could it be...... There is such a being......"

Of course, although Mo Wendi did have a headache in this matter, he didn't want to be ......

If he goes to the doctor at this time and says he has a headache—

The group of doctors with crow masks had their limbs amputated......

Maybe this is the end of eternity, it must be.

"In this way, you, as a magician with so much magical power, can be trapped by a mere undead creature for so many years?"

Lan Yuan tilted his head, then chuckled again.

"Hehe, I guess, it's just you who made him think so. ”

Harding scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It looks like this...... This guy can't even see through my fifth layer of enchantment, let alone ......" At this time, a look of disdain appeared on Harding's face, as if in this world, there are not many people who can appreciate their own art.

"Alright—I suppose the warlocks hired by the Empire must have found us, how could that fellow of the Third Prince be so wasteful. ”

Lan Yuan led a few people next to him, and used the banter in his hand to cut open a spatial crack and then * entered it.

"Actually, this group of people is very difficult to get rid of, so let's come to the second spatial anchor I set up. Lan Yuan said lightly......

Then, suddenly, a shadow flashed in my mind.

"Sister......" Something was like a silhouette in front of Lan Yuan, and then slowly disappeared.

There are only a little bit of impressions left for someone.

"What ......" seemed to be about to get something out of his head, Lan Yuan shook his head heavily.

Since killing the king himself, it should have been an easy time, as long as you gather your strength, then gather some supplies, summon Cthulhu to confront Hasta, and then take the throne, it shouldn't be difficult.

However, this was, a heavy shadow loomed over Lan Yuan's heart.

However, Lan Yuan didn't know what was affecting him......

Well, that's right.

Lan Yuan raised his head slightly, looking at the city in front of him.

Obviously, the city does not have a clean environment, and even in this city, there is no enjoyment other than survival.

At the same time, the pipeline system next to it was still discharging a strange black and smelly liquid, flowing into the earth, as if it had taken root and sprouted, dyeing the earth black, and even ......

Slowly let the land rot.

The black ugly rat jumped up and down, and the strange smell kept De Lan Yuan out.

"It smells bad...... Harding took out a morning glory and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently, then looked at the city in front of him, and his face couldn't help but show disgust.

"What the hell is this......" As if they were about to vomit, the expressions on the faces of Mo Wendi and Pude gradually became impatient, looking at the city, they couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't be nervous, this is just an ordinary city......" Lan Yuan walked forward, looking at the yellow-faced and thin passers-by, and ......

You can see people everywhere on the roadside, their bodies blackened, as if they have been abandoned by the gods, and their eyes are blank.

They were waiting for death, because of the Black Death, which could not be suppressed.

This will be one of the most terrible plagues in the world......

Possibly.

There will always be people who will try to change.

The dazzling light always likes to find desperate people on their heads.

It was a man so sacred that one could not have any blasphemous thoughts.

The delicate face, the distribution of facial features is also so unbelievable, it is simply a collection of all the favored gods in the world.

One of those girls, wearing a white cloak, bent down and handed the food to people who didn't even know how it was spread, as if they would get sick and die if they touched it.

But she didn't care, and gave them the food, and then frowned, looked at a child, and took out another loaf of bread from the bamboo basket in her hand, and divided it in half to the child and the child's mother.

"It's so good...... Pude seems to have sunk into this divine brilliance as if his whole person has sunk into this divine brilliance, as if ......

Well, to describe it in one word, it's obsessive.

"It's beautiful, but it's also dangerous, you can't even know what's in that bread...... Let me tell you, if you eat that bread, the next day they will be thrown miles away by some people covered in special ointment, and no one will ever dare to set foot in a mass grave. ”

When Lan Yuan said this, he shook his head lightly as if he didn't have the slightest psychological pressure.

Perhaps, this is a beautiful way out of this world, if it were not for this, there would be no way out of this world at all, although ignorant people know nothing about the world after death. ”

Lan Yuan approached the girl gently.

"I think it's better to let them. ”

Gently pressed his hand on the bread, and whispered to the girl who seemed to be completely harmless, sacred and inviolable.

There was no expression on the girl's face, and then she opened her small mouth slightly.

"Somebody has to free them, and I'm the mayor's daughter, and so I should. ”

"You should have just graduated from the Elementary College and are about to enter the Higher School, have you ever wondered what would happen to your classmates, your teachers, if they got this disease?"

Elementary colleges, to put it bluntly, are schools for the rich, with high tuition fees, and no one can afford them

But colleges and universities are different, and the poor can also be admitted by their own efforts.

But what if one day, this holy girl suddenly moved her heart and fell in love with a peasant boy who was so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary?

Don't even think about it

Peasant boys, it's really too easy to get sick.

And in this case......

Holy she, will only give out a small piece of bread?

The gods of this world do not turn flesh and blood into good wine and bread, and this bread has only the blessing of an old serpent.

Because there is poison on it.

"Have you ever had a nightmare?" Lan Yuan gently took his hand away and asked the girl next to him.

"No, I didn't have a dream. The girl was so calm that she handed out another piece of bread.

In fact, there is simply no way for her to have a second option.

Because, perhaps, it can put an end to the despair of these desperate people.

Perhaps, for them, all this is not a very beautiful thing, and it can also be very scary.

But if it's unconscious, maybe it's better.

The girl tightened the milky gloves on her hands again—

Because, the hands inside already have an ominous blackness, and the group of quacks have also proved that amputation has no effect on this disease.

Maybe, maybe removing the head can have some effect.

"Are you going to go on like this?"

Lan Yuan looked at the girl next to him and asked softly. Not a good thing, not a good person.

Lan Yuan looked at himself and the plague throughout the city, and smiled.

There's nothing he can do, it's all up to the people themselves, just look at the sewage outside the city.

Even the girl in front of her is actually powerless.

Because of her hands......

It's hard to put into words.

If there is anything beautiful in this world, then it will definitely not appear in any city - this is a mouthful of Lan Yuan.

He never liked the city, because it was a place of freedom, no matter what the era.

At least on the surface.

But freedom has always been linked to cost.

"Anyone?"

Lan Yuan walked to a hospital on the side of the road and knocked lightly on the door.

"Don't knock, we won't cure you. As if he had said it a thousand times, the voices of the people inside were full of tiredness.

"Dude...... I haven't said anything yet, can I open the door?" Mo Wendi on the side touched the pistol in his arms and asked.

If they dare to amputate themselves, they will definitely give them a few blows before they "operate".

Luckily, I didn't have a fever - otherwise my blood would have run out.

"Gentlemen inside, we don't have any ill intentions, we just want to come in and sit down and ask about the situation. Lan Yuan cleared his throat again-