"Understood!"

Beside him, the male magician stood up with a bow, and he ran out of the door with swift movements.

The two were convinced of the old man's words and did not refute him, because he was the fossil symbol of the Holy Land of Yale.

Murrich Habu, the Sage, one of the oldest archmages in the Holy Land, is capable of wielding more than five systems of advanced magic.

Terran, there are only seven known magicians of more than five lines, and there is no one in the six lines.

"The Holy Land of Yale is almost gone!"

Murridge stared at the slowly healing crevice, panic inside.

Two hundred years ago, he and his companions found a pitch-black tombstone in the ruins, with dozens of demonic stone slabs scattered on the ground.

Curious, young Murridge put together the stone slabs in the form of the motifs of his hometown of the Holy Land of Yale, and a golden picture appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The tyrannical Illusion sliced the entire Holy Land of Yale in half, slaughtering the crowd in a frenzy, crashing the Holy Land, and then the darkness turned to other races.

Among the partners, everyone was terrified and trembled, witnessing all this.

"Two hundred years of nightmares!"

Murridge touched his long gray beard, and the figure of his former friend slowly appeared in his mind.

"It's finally coming?"

The white doves flew out of the Holy Land of Yale with letters, and they scattered all over the world.

The shocking news echoed around the world, and the ministers of all ethnic groups began to hesitate.

In the bustling bazaar, Yin Rui lifted the transparency, and he walked through the congested crowd.

"Knock knock!"

His heart was beating violently, Yin Rui's body stiffened, and he missed watching the crowd so closely, and he felt that he had been away for a long time.

"I see!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably down Yin Rui's face, and he looked at his wet hands.

Once, in that world, he could also live such a peaceful life, without fear, without fear, he could frolic and run as much as he wanted.

"If only I hadn't come to this world!" Yin Rui complained inwardly, and he lowered his head.

"There's no going back!" In my mind, painful memories echoed, obviously I had not experienced it, but it was as appropriate and painful as empathy.

On the street, the lively atmosphere was rippling, and Yin Rui wandered lonely in the crowd, and his heavy heart slowly recovered.

In this world, it is impossible for him to have a home, Yin Rui looked around lonely, and he was alone.

It felt familiar, like that night.

The flickering phone screen and the opened email are like a knife, breaking through Yin Rui's chest again and again.

"Xiao Rui! Good morning! ”

The store manager's smile was so kind, Yin Rui clearly remembered, he closed his eyes.

"It's super bitter without sugar!"

Cute graffiti next to the coffee cup, who is that person?

"Bitter!"

The residual taste stimulated the nerves, and in my mind, two white sugar packets flashed by, and the feeling was fleeting.

Yin Rui involuntarily stretched his hand into his pocket, there was nothing, and there was a wave of loss in his heart.

"Sir? Why are you crying? ”

The unfamiliar tone was mixed with surprise, and the girl held the paper bag to her chest, and she asked the young man worriedly.

"You are?"

Yin Rui spoke blankly, he looked at the brown hair that caught his eyes at a loss, and the slightest wave in his heart quietly flooded.

"That? I don't know what worries you have, but I'll give you this apple! ”

A gentle smile appeared on her young cheeks, and the maiden encouraged the youth.

"Thank you......"

Yin Rui was in shock, his body tensed, and the tingling sensation continued to spread, at this moment, he had already determined the identity of the girl.

"Goodbye!"

As if remembering something, the tea-haired girl turned around sharply and disappeared into the crowd, leaving only the stunned young man standing alone.

"Xiao Yin! This time I was right! ”

I felt that the burden on my body had lightened a lot, and the hidden confusion disappeared.

Yin Rui held the apple in the palm of his hand, and he smiled wryly.

The girl is not wrong, she is nothing more than a victim, a victim of the world.

This idea had been germinating since he was imprisoned by Black Flame, and he never knew if this kind of thing was correct and whether he could do it.

Now that he has got the answer he wants, he can do it without any worries, according to his own ideas.

"Wait!" Yin Rui declared to the empty world.

"Search in all directions!" He calls out the system commands.

"Buzz!"

The black-and-white layout came to mind, and he began to look for the beginning of the disaster, his eyes diverging towards the city.

A dimly lit basement comes into view, where the smell of blood is thick, and that's where the system is marked.

"There!"

Yin Rui walked through the streets, and he followed the directions to a shady antique wooden house.

"Gah!"

Yin Rui quietly pushed open the wooden door, and he looked around, the basement must be hidden here.

"Da Da Da!"

In the room, footsteps slowly sounded, and Yin Rui was attracted by a red oil painting painted on the wall.

He looked at the depicted black heart, and a feeling of nausea filled his mind.

A short fragment of memory, Yin Rui must be right.

Fingers touched the heart of the painting, and the appearance of an old woman came into view.

She was wearing a dark red cloak, her rickety figure was trembling with joy, and above her hands, she was holding a beating heart, and her greedy appearance looked particularly gloomy.

Yin Rui gritted his teeth, he seemed to be witnessing all this at this moment.

"Her memory?"

Yin Rui clenched his fists, and he deeply experienced the helplessness and sadness.

"She was betrayed by the people she admired the most!"

On the floor, heavy footsteps sounded, and Yin Rui gave another command.

"Magic Analysis!"

"Sonic diffusion!"

"It's 70% away from system analysis!"

"The sonic spread is complete!"

Yin Rui felt his surroundings vigilantly, and he listened carefully.

The sound waves spread outward around him, and everything around him was eavesdropping.

"Pound!"

A strange voice sounded in his head, and Yin Rui was attracted by some familiar tones, and he chased away.

At the entrance of the laneway, the apples were trampled along the road.

"It's!" Yin Rui's heart suddenly rose to the top of his heart, and his back instantly felt cold.

The oppressive tingling sensation vaguely diffuses, covering the whole body.

"Interrupt!"

"That guy!"

Stopping his search, he quickly headed for the alleyway, his mood fluctuating violently.

"Gotta catch up!" An anxious tone echoed in the air.

The painting fell to the ground.

"Huh!"

The walls began to distort, and an old woman stepped out, holding silver bloody blades in her hands and her boots stained with bright red blood.

"Is Evely back?"

There was no one in the room, and the old woman closed the wooden door in confusion, and she disappeared again.