Black Rock Town.

In the ruins of Black Rock Town, there was a dead silence except for the billowing smoke. Strangely, not a single body was left

"What the hell is going on?" Wren stared in disbelief at the mess in front of him.

"Find a place to rest first, and then make plans tomorrow." Bluebell Road.

"Are you sure you want to stay here for the night?" Rena looked a little uneasy.

"As it stands, the wild is even more dangerous." Recalling the monsters he had killed along the way, Wren still had some heart palpitations.

So, the three of them found a dilapidated house that had not completely collapsed as a shelter, and blocked the doorway and windows with debris.

Wren lit the fire, set up the pot, and poured some black liquid into it. It didn't take long for a foul smell to waft out of the pot.

"What the hell is this?" Blue Bell subconsciously felt a little sick to his stomach, he had drunk this soup in the stone house, and it was extremely difficult to swallow.

"This is a bug in the ground of the Black Plains, and it has a lot of vitality. Although the taste is very poor, the nutrition is okay. Wren stirred the pot and grimaced at Rena.

"Bluebell, do you really want to know why we suddenly changed direction?" Rena ignored Wren and said with a straight face.

"If you want to say it." Bluebell didn't really care, he knew that Wren and Rena must have something to worry about.

"Actually, everyone in Black Rock was once our compatriots." Through the gap in the window, Rena stared at the endless night sky, and said quietly.

Bluebell sat quietly by the fire wiping the long knife, silent, waiting for Rena's next step.

"Once upon a time, all of us lived on black plains with fertile land. Until a catastrophe struck, the fog and shadows struck, and the black plains were burned. Many people fled the plains and founded the town of Black Rock beneath the cliffs.

Originally, it was thought that Black Rock would be the last harbor, but since the discovery of the secrets of Black Rock's underworld, the townspeople have gradually lost their nature, fighting each other, and turning the original shelter into a purgatory.

Ten years ago, during a dispute, a large number of townspeople were killed and thrown into a boiling cauldron. Forced to hunt me down, Wren fled with me back to the Black Plains, preferring to face the threat of the Shadow of the Mists rather than unleash the naked beast in Black Rock.

We thought we would live our lives in the Black Plains, but with the frequent arrival of fog and shadows, the source of food became less and less. As a last resort, Wren and I decided to avoid Black Rock and flee southeast, but we never succeeded. This leg of mine was burned by a juvenile mist the last time I escaped, and it has not recovered. At this, Rena looked at her calf and couldn't help but sigh.

"What the hell is going on underneath Black Rock?" Bluebell asked curiously, thrusting the long knife behind his back.

"It's an ancient ruin. Inside, people found unheard-of guns, vehicles, and energy sources. Wren interjected.

"Guns are the thing?" Bluebell picked up Wren's shotgun and looked through it. He had seen the power of this thing, much more powerful than a long knife.

"Could the current situation of Black Rock Town have something to do with the ruins underground?" Bluebell said suddenly.

"Hell knows, we'll look for it tomorrow." Wren handed Bluebell the night's dark broth and served Rena another bowl. Rena, though extremely reluctant, gritted her teeth and took a sip.

In the dead of night, Wren and Rena fell asleep one after another, and even the hound Heibei began to snore, apparently exhausted.

Unable to sleep for a long time, Bluebell pulled out the tattered hide, and then looked at the map again by the light of the fire. After cracking the first route, the road ahead gradually became clear.

According to the markings on the map, Black Rock is a circle, and it is likely that the Lightseeker has once again had a brief stop. But one thing is certain, and that is that Black Rock didn't exist when the Light Chasers came to beneath the cliff.

Could it be said that the Light Chasers have also entered the ruins of Black Rock Town's underground? So what did he do there?

Bluebell was half-lying down, letting the starlight splash on his face. He was only nineteen years old, and he had a lot of untouched concepts in his head. Like, what kind of world is this? What was the face of this world in the past?

For a moment, Bluebell's mind was in a mess, and he simply closed his eyes. But a moment later, he quietly opened his eyes again, and peeked at the sleeping Rena, and his heart was clouded with a layer of honey. Perhaps, a budding teenager's heart is gradually waking up.

At midnight, a layer of mist drifted over the town of Black Rock. A large number of black shadows staggered from the wilderness.

In the depths of the earth, there was a slight chiseling sound, which seemed to contain a weak roar.

A small town in a mountain col.

The fat man sat in the cockpit, sweating profusely. Peter the little monkey buried his head in the fat man's arms, and his body trembled incessantly.

The Tin Chariot has been attacked several times inexplicably, but the source of the attack has never been found. Quinta and Rock stand guard in front of the chariot back to back, holding heavy weapons. Incredibly, under the heavy firepower, the buildings in the town remained unmoving, like steel cast iron, and could not be destroyed at all.

"Get out of here, you sons of bitches." Under tremendous mental pressure, Rock broke out and cursed. At this time, several fresh wounds had been left on his body. It wasn't the wounds that made him feel anxious, but the afterimages that came and went like the wind.

The most desperate thing is that the gate of the town is gone, and there is no escape.

"Get in the car." Quinta grabbed the tense rock mountain and forcibly dragged it into the chariot.

However, just as the two of them got back into the chariot, they suddenly felt a violent shaking of the body.

"Fatty, what the are you doing?" Iwaiyama's mood is extremely irritable.

"I ...... I didn't! The fat man trembled and denied it.

Quinta looked at the restless Iwayama, and was extremely surprised, not understanding why Iwayama suddenly had an emotional breakdown.

At this time, the fat man saw a huge black hand grasping the chariot from the front windshield of the chariot and shaking it wildly.

"The devil." The fat man screamed and buried his head in his arms.

It didn't take long for the shaking of the battlefield to stop, while the surrounding temperature was getting hotter.

The fat man pretended to be bold and looked out, but saw a scene that made his soul fly. The chariot was thrown onto a huge platform, surrounded by a dense crowd of figures, their eyes shining brightly, staring at the chariot as if they were looking at the food on the table.

In a panic, the fat man gritted his teeth and started the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Lao Tzu wants to leave this hellish place!" The fat man said angrily.

But at this moment, the little monkey Peter suddenly pulled out the key to the car, and the chariot also stopped at the same time.