The jurisdiction of Timothyen's Dark Alliance is completely different from that of the human realm, as if it is the worst disaster area after a natural disaster, and there is a sense of sadness and despair spreading everywhere, and there is no vigorous vitality of the human territory at all.

It's okay if there is no comparison, but Sophia and the others have just left the bustling Iveland, and in comparison, the depressed appearance of Iskandar Province gives them an extremely intuitive understanding.

Of course, the traces of human persecution by abyssal demons and vampires are not only superficial, but also deeply rooted in their psyche, unlike the hospitable human realms, along the way, they are often greeted with guarded eyes, cold attitudes and even obvious hostility.

This also disrupted the supply of Sivi and his party...... Fortunately, Sivi himself was a node where he could access all kinds of things from the Adric Academy at any time, and this situation was nothing to him.

After two days of travel, before Sophia, who was harassed by the incessant noise of the carriage, was about to erupt, the coachman, who seemed to be even weaker than before, suddenly spoke up.

"Master guest, there is my village in front of you, you can go there and rest for a while."

"It's finally time to take a shower!" "It's finally time to be quiet!"

Sharan and Sophia let out different cheers at the same time.

Even Sylvie had a look of anticipation on his face.

The Great Magician is also just a slightly more powerful human, sitting in the carriage for two whole days, and it is not like the long-distance bus of Earth. This carriage was not only very noisy, but also very bumpy, and he would be woken up a dozen times if he dozed off, and although he was tired by having another of his own to share the fatigue, he was already a little tired after forty-eight hours.

But soon, as if sensing something, Sivi put away his expectant expression and asked the little vampire, "Sharan, do you feel anything?" ”

"Feelings?" The girl froze for a moment, but it didn't look like a joke on Sivi's expression, so she didn't compare her eyes. This is how you can improve your perception.

After a while. The little vampire opened his bright red eyes: "There are other vampires in that village. However, the purity of his bloodline is very low, so low that I almost didn't feel it, it should just be a race made by the duke. ”

"Duke-level race...... Sivi touched his chin.

Although there is a prince above the duke rank, the vampire who actually bears the name of the prince is only very pure-blooded. It does not mean that its strength is necessarily stronger than that of the Duke level. And according to the annotation of the Seven Yao Mage Association. A standard duke-level vampire is already equivalent to a senior high-level mage - and a senior high-level mage with a series of talents such as flight, high-speed healing, and dark curse resistance.

Of course, it's much weaker just by ethnicity, and a duke can create a marquis-level descendant at most.

In front of a vampire princess and a great magician. The small marquis level is not enough to see at all......

Soon the toothed cart was outside the village, which was almost at the level of a small town.

The periphery of the village is surrounded by something like a bamboo pole, and there are a lot of bamboo thorns tied on it, and if you look closely, you can see that the bamboo-like plant is still alive, the roots are deeply rooted in the soil, and the smooth main pole is straight and straight, although the specific defense capability is unknown, but at least the crusade against single-digit monsters is not to try to sneak into the wall.

The village also left a gate just enough to pass through the carriage, but a pit was dug at the door, filled with ice water, and you can vaguely see sharpened bamboo guns inserted in it, if you want to pass, you can only walk from the bamboo bridge that is put down from the village. The whole village is like a small bunker, and Sivi can't help but be amazed to see it.

As a village living far from the city, it is not without reason that it has been able to exist in the western region, where the number of demonic beasts is much greater than in the east.

It's just a pity that this kind of fortification is completely useless for vampires and some demons who can fly in the air.

The tooth cart did not enter the village, but stopped when there was still a little way to go. Then the coachman came to the back of the carriage and bowed deeply to the three inside.

"I'm guessing you have a lot to say to us."

Unlike Sophia Shalan, who was confused, Sivi didn't wonder about the other party's actions, but said in a good time.

"Please save my hometown."

The other man lowered his head once more and pleaded with Sivi.

"What's going on?" Sophia looked at Sivi suspiciously, as if she wanted Sivi to give her an explanation.

But then she realized that something was wrong, and at some point, the carriage they were in had undergone a strange change, and the shabby wooden texture began to disappear, turning into a strange brown substance that looked like cotton wool.

The structure of the interior of the carriage has changed from square to irregular spherical, and even the windows are missing.

"He's gone!"

At this time, Sharan suddenly screamed.

A little panicked, Sophia suddenly turned around and found that the coachman had disappeared without a trace.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this time, the girl could only use Xiwei, who was still the old god, as the pillar of the most rear, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Let's get out of this hellish place first."

Sivi smiled mysteriously, and then took the lead in stepping out of the carriage that had become an unknown substance.

Sophia and Sharan also hurried to follow.

Then they saw what the 'carriage' looked like.

It was a giant fruit that looked a bit like an enlarged version of a green pumpkin that had been cut out.

There were no tooth beasts, wheels, or anything, just a two-man tall fruit lying there quietly.

"This is...... Reed melon? Sophia looked at the huge fruit uncertainly: "But it's a little too big......"

Reed gourd is a relatively common plant and cannot be eaten, but the plant fibers in it can be used for weaving after a certain step of tanning, and the woven cloth is slightly stiff and not very comfortable to wear. However, because of the large size, huge yield, and ease of cultivation, linen used as a raw material was still very popular among the lower classes.

"So, now can you explain?" Then, the girl turned her head to look at Sivi, who was also amazed.

"Actually, it's nothing special." Sivi shrugged: "Actually, the coachman just now died probably a few days or even months ago. It's just that he has become a ghost for some reason, and then he has been wandering around the car dealership, waiting for an opportunity. ”

"Timing?" Sharan tilted her head.

"That's right, it's the time for someone to 'go to Timothyen's Dark Alliance'." Sivi nodded: "He wants to save his hometown, but he can't do it himself, so he pins his hopes on the people who go here." ”

"Did we just happen to be chosen?" Sophia lowered her head and thought for a while: "But what's the matter with this reed melon?" What about the car we were in? ”

"There was no car."

Sivi sighed: "There is no car in the first place. The tooth cart is the embodiment of his obsession with saving his hometown. And with this obsession, he sent us all the way here. ”

"What are you kidding...... ...... such a thing," the girl said, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"It's a miracle, isn't it?" Sivi looked at the reed melon with soft eyes: "A miracle produced by a mortal's obsession to protect his hometown. (To be continued......)