1560 Arrivals
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The piercing whistling sound roared past the ears, and the next moment suddenly turned into an even more piercing metal friction sound, as if the two sounds were competing with each other, they also began to shrink and amplify each other as the speed of travel slowed down, and finally rose to the highest peak with the rushing sea breeze - from the clear sky gradually turned into a gloomy black curtain of black clouds, the front of the carriage that had fallen urgently because of the loss of the support of magical energy and then rubbed a series of metal sparks against the snow-white stone bridge deck, The feeling of swaying from side to side also appeared around the car with the splash of these metal sparks, and finally intertwined with the surrounding waves along with the scene of emergency braking: "Hold on to me!" The train is about to enter the station! β
"Can't you just be a little more restrained? Can you get a car off in this kind of weather and conditions? β
"It's not that I want drag racing, okay? Who knows why the weather suddenly got so bad...... And you didn't tell me it was coming! β
"It's my first time here! I've maxed out the adventurer map and I'll let you know as soon as I find the lighthouse - be careful! β
The carriage that was almost about to cross finally stopped for a moment in front of the shining light of a certain lighthouse, as if it had encountered a thick wall of cotton and was filtered through the group of energy light curtains that suddenly appeared, and the players in the carriage who clearly felt this sense of sluggishness then hurriedly put down the operation at hand, holding their heads and making their own evasive actions to protect themselves. The loud sound of the collision then unfolded on the bridge deck along with the scene of the cross-passing carriage falling to the ground like fritters, and even the collision of metal corners appeared in the violent tumbling of different heights, and the solid metal body that did not seem to be deformed finally slowly lost all movement in front of the lighthouse with the continuous scattering of broken stone and broken glass shards on the bridge deck: "...... Call. β
"Look, what accurate parking."
In the same quiet atmosphere of the carriage, a loud announcement suddenly sounded from between heavy sighs: "Save the team at a moment's notice!" That's what the Calvaro league champion is all about! Whether it's the coastal lake line or the curve of the Albenice Hills, none of the trophies that represent glory have fallen into the hands of anyone else β ouch! β
"I don't know what you're smug about."
kicked the figure that had just emerged from the carriage into the distance, and then the whisper that came out of the carriage reached out and wiped the gray-black stains on his face: "If it weren't for that energy light curtain to slow us down, even if you become a car god in the world, you will end up with a car crash sooner or later...... What do you think? β
"That's right, this is the place." A quiet and demure voice then sounded around Whisperer, accompanied by the dashing and calm figure of a certain maid player who appeared next to Whisperer at some point: "We have arrived." β
"Safe haven."
She jumped out of the smoke-emitting carriage, and then her light toe and her light body came to the very familiar tower, and the surface of the tower, which was as quiet as the carriage that had just stopped on the bridge deck, flashed several bright lampposts, and slowly gathered on the survivors who poked their heads out of the carriage one after another: "Welcome to the safe haven, adventurers. β
"I'm ...... Well, it seems that there are still familiar faces. The man's voice, full of heavy and mature voice, paused for a moment, and the words that spoke again also carried a bit of a strange aura: "Even the way to get to this place is so familiar, hehehehe." β
"There are still some differences, this gentleman." He also jumped out of the top window of the carriage, and the whisper that appeared from the metal train lying on the ground then replied with a long blue voice: "According to the information we have received earlier, the lighthouses and bridge decks around this haven must be broken and broken. β
"You're right, they've been fixed now." The man's reply echoed around the lighthouse, which echoed under the gloomy sky, and the man replied, "You have made a contribution to the last ritual that made it all back to its original state with the help of that earthly force. β
"Including the part that leads to the other side."
One by one, the rest of the players who remained in the carriage came to the scene on the bridge deck, the lighthouse gate facing the bridge slowly opened, and the tall body that once represented Molna then walked out of the gate slowly, and the arm that was also shrouded in the wide black magic robe reached out in the direction that the bridge should continue to stretch forward. Glancing over the smoky wreckage of the carriage, the slightly embarrassed whisper then noticed the direction indicated by the tall black-robed magician, the clouds and lightning that represented the storm were also at this time, along with the endless stone deck looming at the end of the bridge, and gradually disappeared into the dim end of the sight: "...... yes, it looks like it's all fixed. β
"If you really don't plan to stop here, you might actually be able to make it all the way east to the destination you want." Slowly, the tall black-robed magician who had not yet said his name turned around and walked towards the gate: "But I don't think that's what you want, is it?" β
"Yes, we want to meet you." Nodding his head, he spread his hands and bowed respectfully to Molnar's back: "We have a lot of things to confirm with you, or ratherβto ask you for advice. β
"I know what you're trying to ask, come in."
Still shrouded in black robes and unrecognizable, Molna's body gradually disappeared into the shadow of the tower inside the gate, looked up at the murmur of the tower scene, and then took a deep breath, then turned around and whispered angrily, "What are you still lying there for?" How long do you want to be lazy? β
"You kicked me out."
Standing up with a low mutter, Jian Beidong, who gradually rose from the bridge deck in the distance of the carriage, replied helplessly: "And I'm not lazy, I've been trying my best to sense the existence of that guy." β
"Ning Lan has already told you what his existence is, don't you believe her words?" Shaking his head, his left hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, he frowned and replied, "Do you want to test it yourself?" β
"Forget it, it feels like this guy is really not an existence that normal people can challenge." Shaking his head, he got up and slapped his body, and Jian Beidong pouted and continued: "Hurry up and go in, after asking the things that should be asked, we still have to continue to hurry-huh?" β
"Hey, eighth! Feed! It seemed that he had just noticed that there was still a person in the team who did not appear, and the swordsman jumped on top of the carriage that had fallen to the ground: "Are you okay?" There's no resurrection point here! If you hang up, I'm going to pick you up - hey, you guys hurry up and help save people! Why did they all run away one by one? β
Ignoring the swordsman's shouts, the expressionless whisper then stepped into the confines of the tower under the guidance of the whisper Ning Lan, and the simple decoration and arrangement were followed by the staircase that gradually spiraled upward, and was little by little left behind by the blue-haired female swordsman. As if trying to find the slightest clue from the magic tools and magic books floating in the air around her, the whispering of her long hair kept circling back and forth in every corner of the tower, until the corridors of the tower gradually circled to the end, revealing the equally neat half-attic-like platform, her attention gradually focused on the back of the man in a wide black magic robe: "It's Mr. Molnar, we-hmm." β
Another mature woman covered in darkness lying on a simple wooden bed in front of Molnar flashed in her eyes, and the words she was about to say paused for a moment: "Who is this?" β
"A patient who has been given to me for the time being, or a prisoner who has been given for me for the time being." Without turning his body around because of this, Molnar, who was carrying his arms behind his back, replied in a low voice: "No, this guy should not be in this place now, even if I have a way to restrain her body, I can't restrain her soul." β
"Is Your Excellency really an administrator?" Frowning and thinking for a moment, the whisper finally chose to go straight to the point: "If that's the case, we hope to get some information from your mouth." β
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."
Turning slowly, Molnar replied in a low but calm tone, "If it's information about another world, please forgive me for not being able to answer any of your questions. β
ββ¦β¦ Then you can answer the questions about the world, right? He glanced in the direction of the secret whisper Ning Lan, who was standing in place without saying a word, and then continued to ask, "How far is it from the New World?" β
"The Haven was once the hub of the Endless Bridge, and in terms of location, it was in the center of the Endless Sea." Shaking his head, the tall mage looked down at the whispering face: "So you have only walked half the way, and it will take you a long time to reach the Wind Continent." β
"Is there a more convenient way?"
"There's a furnace here, and you can get whatever you want for the same amount - I was going to recommend it to you." An indiscernible sigh then sounded in front of the whisperer, and the tall figure named Molna then stretched out his hand to the side of the lighthouse and gestured: "But now that the bridge has been repaired, I have no reason to continue lending it to outsiders. β
"I can make an exception for you and continue to provide this service to you." His voice paused for a moment, and the words he spoke again returned to his initial calm and indifference: "However, the price of exchange may be increased." β
"βno problem." As if he had entered a certain state, his eyes became sharp, and he clasped his arms and whispered: "And about this matter, I think there is still a lot of content to talk about between us, after all, you also know that there will be a lot of fun in this place soon...... Adventurers are about to arrive. β
"If you let those adventurers run rampant here, you'd be too upset, wouldn't you?" She waved her hand, her wrist brushing over her mature and moving face, "We want to help you establish order in this place, and make it a transit point for adventurers. β
"Speaking of which, that man seems to have told me about this offer before." Reaching out to the body of Violet lying on the bed in front of him, he kept checking around, and there seemed to be two points of light flickering under Molnar's half-turned black hood: "Are you his successor?" Someone who came to make the proposal on his behalf? β
"Sort of, after all, we followed in his footsteps to find this place." With a calm face, he replied in a soft voice, "I think this proposal must also be in your interest, Your Excellency the Administrator of the Bridge. β
"The caretaker of the bridge? Hehe. β
Two inexplicable laughs erupted, and the tall figure named Molna whispered as if sensing something, "Well, if you can really come up with a plan that appeals enough to me, it's not impossible for me not to think about it." β
"Then it's settled." Turning back to the direction where the Whisper Ning Lan was, he smiled confidently, and then pointed to the adventurer's manual in his hand and replied, "Swear by the honorary leader of the new alliance, and you will soon see our sincerity." β
"It's a pleasure to work with."
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"That's what the messengers of the Nashi tribe said?"
At the same moment, on the edge of the seashore of the Wind Continent, among the countless Nako people running back and forth, a figure called Kirg who was gathered and clustered in the center of the crowd also appeared, and his response as he listened to the whispered reports of several clansmen: "Okay, then leave them alone. β
"No, whatever?" The Nake warrior who was reporting raised his head in surprise when he heard this: "Just let them go?" We've suffered so much of an insultβ"
"Of course we won't let them go." The gloomy look on his face became more and more obvious, and the tall and thin man with curly hair standing in the center of the crowd was also staring closely at the end of the convoy in front of him that was gradually disappearing: "We will not continue to have a head-on conflict with them, and the agreement on face must still be observed." β
"They're still on our turf, and if we want them to disappear, we have a way."
The patriarch of the Nake clan put his hands behind his back and looked ahead as if he was looking at a group of people who were about to die: "Isn't there a relic of the wind ahead?" β
"It's a great place to make them all disappear."