Seeing the door open, Faeron couldn't help but get nervous, he narrowed his eyes and stared in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info the gates were quiet, with no heavily armed soldiers or what looked like automatic machine guns. According to his experience, if there is no regular garrison force in such a place, then it means that there must be an unconventional garrison force here -- and this is what Fei Lun is most unwilling to face.

If it is a regular security force, then Feren will more or less have a bottom on the other party's movement patterns. But the biggest problem with unconventional security forces is the unknown. You don't know how it works, how big the range, how powerful it is, everything is unknown. In such a situation, any rash action could bring mortal danger. Moreover, considering that it is rumored that the demons are ruling the city, then the problem is even more serious -- this indicates that the city's garrison force is likely to be dominated by soul items.

And with the personality of the demons, the soul items they create, what kind of abilities they have is only known to them, and maybe it is not impossible for them to forget themselves. In this way, the danger is even more troublesome than that of the well-guarded forces. After all, there's nothing more damning than the unknown.

If there were other options, then Feron would definitely turn around and go. Maybe those ordinary wasteland adventurers don't know how powerful they are, but Feren knows very well how powerful they are. If the other party is not very powerful, then one or two or a group of them can also be bullied, but if the other party is a group of high-ranking demons, then Faeron can only choose to retreat.

And like now............... For Pheron, it's really no different from sending him to death on his own initiative.

But alas, they had no choice, either to go in and explore the way, or to flee with their tails between their legs. Then for Pheren, it was obvious what he was going to do next.

"Let's go, Delin, Franke."

As he spoke, Faeron reached out and lowered the brim of his hat, and then walked inside.

There was no one on duty in the dim passage, only a few lights on the wall illuminated by everyone, and the gate was closed behind Fei Lun and the others, and when they walked out of the passage of the city gate, everything in front of them made them involuntarily surprised.

In front of everyone, it is a city full of fantasy style. The tall buildings that once stood here have completely lost their original form, and on the contrary, one can only see the high-rise buildings next to them in the form of towers built by magicians in fantasy novels. The original staggered overpasses have also become soft and long like noodles under the traction of invisible forces, and they have staggered past these "towers" in circles and circles, and not far away, what should have been a stadium has now become a European-style castle made of glass and reinforced concrete.

"Hello, fellow travelers."

The woman who had spoken to Feren before was standing at the exit of the passage waiting for them, and beside her, several men dressed as soldiers were standing. After seeing these people, Faeron relaxed a little -- it seems that the security system here still needs to be maintained by humans.

"Hello, miss."

Looking at the woman in front of him, Faeron nodded, and the woman also smiled slightly.

"First of all, welcome to this city. But before we do that, we need to inform you of the rules, in this city, you must surrender all your hot weapons, including guns, bazookas, grenades and the like........."

"We don't use these things."

As he spoke, Faeron raised his right hand, only to see his fingers move slightly, and the next moment, a silver scalpel appeared between his fingers.

"Do you want to confiscate this too?"

"This ..............."

Looking at the scalpel in Faeron's hand, the woman and several guards around her obviously showed very surprised and surprised expressions. It's no wonder that most of the travelers who come to the city carry firearms, and some even make themselves look like walking arsenals. And in order to collect their weapons and prevent them from getting into trouble in the city, they, the border guards, have worked hard. But what the woman didn't expect was that the handsome and dashing man in front of her didn't bring any weapons, as for this scalpel......... Can a scalpel be considered a hot weapon?

"So, what about this young lady?"

Thinking of this, the woman turned her head to look at Franke beside her, and Franke also shook her head -- all her weapons were projected, and they were basically cold weapons such as swords, and as for firearms or something, Franca didn't know how to use them, and never wanted to use them.

"That's ..............."

Receiving an answer from Franca, the woman's expression was visibly strange. She also took this opportunity to take a good look at the two of them, but the more closely she observed, the more speechless the woman became. Needless to say, Franke, the little guy is now dressed as ARCHER, and the fabric on his body can't be less. Except for the clothes on the chest, around the waist, and the leather boots on the legs, the rest of the place is basically exposed. And even these costumes are unlikely to hide any large firearms, let alone pistols and the like. And Faren was the same, his black trench coat was tightly attached to his body, showing off Feren's tall body very well, and there was no place to hide anything like a grenade or a firearm.........

As for the black cat lying on Faeron's shoulder......... Well, there's no need to even check this one.

But even so, the woman ordered the soldiers around her to carefully and carefully examine Fallon and Franke. Instead of doing the usual simple and crude body search, they took out what looked like a flashlight and shone it at the two of them from beginning to end, and although they didn't know what the principle was, it was clear that in the end, Pheren and Franke passed the inspection.

After making sure that everything was okay, the woman looked at the two of them, then smiled and made an inviting gesture.

"Traveler, please follow me." (To be continued.) )