Little by little, consciousness returned to his body, and Ron subconsciously moved his fingers and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

Ron's nose twitched slightly, and a pungent smell of air penetrated into his nostrils, and he was able to confirm the control of his body with his consciousness.

His memory is still stuck in the sword that he pulled out the sealed place before, when the power on the sword destroyed the demon spirit energy, all the power in his body was sucked away by this sword, and Ron couldn't let go at that time, but now it seems that he is obviously still alive.

A blinding gaze shone from the sky, and Ron's eyes blinked twice, apparently not yet adjusting to the sudden increase in light.

This is clearly not the cave of the Sealed Lands.

Little by little, the strength in his body regained, and Ron struggled to his feet from the ground, and there was a sonorous thud of metal on his body.

"Huh?" Ron looked down in some surprise to see that he had a complete set of dark blue armor on his body, and this armor was worn on his body without a trace of heaviness and discomfort, just like a robe draped over his body.

When he was in a coma, it was absolutely impossible for Meria and the others to put on this kind of armor for themselves, and the surrounding environment was obviously not a sealed place, nor was it the Boer City he was familiar with-

The howling wind and heavy grains of sand whipped indiscriminately, and it looked like a city of human settlement, but the crumbling frames of the houses around it, the fragments of corpses on the ground, and the thick smell of blood in the air proved that there were almost no living people here.

"Where am I? Won't I cross over again?" Ron subconsciously focused, but the talent system in his body was still the same, and even the skills he had learned were the same.

"Squeak!"

At this time, there was a sharp whistling sound on the street not far away, and Ron rushed to the back of the wreckage of the two-story wooden house beside him, and looked through the wind and sand to the street.

Two vulture-like creatures measuring two meters slowly circled and fell from mid-air, targeting the bloodied human corpse lying on the street.

The vulture's sharp beak pecked at the corpse, flesh and organs pulling a dark red thread on the corpse and the beak, and Ron could smell the pungent fishy smell from a distance. Every time the vulture's head rose and fell, accompanied by the pecked flesh, a puddle of blood flowed down the street, and the two vultures moved quickly, the flesh and blood on the corpse's abdomen were eaten clean, and Ron could even see the empty ribcage.

"Boom!"

Ron's eyelids jumped, and in the blind spot behind him, two purple lightning bolts slammed in, one vulture deftly flapped its wings to dodge the deadly attack, while the other unresponsive vulture was pierced by purple lightning without even making a scream.

"What a powerful magic!"

Ron's eyes widened, and after the purple thunder pierced the vulture's body, it flew forward, blasting a large hole in the hard stone pavement of the street in front of the vulture.

"Uncle, where are you?

A childish-sounding voice rang out from where the purple lightning had just come from, and Ron followed the sound in some astonishment, a thin, short boy who walked out of the street nonchalantly as he shouted.

The young man wore a pointed hat on his head that grew a lot longer than his head, wore a purple mage robe, and held a dead wood staff in his right hand that looked up to his chest, which was completely dressed as a magician, unlike the thick armor on Ron's body, the young man's mage robe was directly open at the front, and he was also wearing slippers with open toes under his feet, Ron couldn't imagine that the sharp magic lightning just now, the initiator, would actually be this young man who didn't look very old.

Ron didn't know who the "uncle" was in the boy's mouth, but in this situation, it was best for him to avoid it first.

But before Ron could turn around, the young man's gaze swept over intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uncle, why are you hiding here? Don't you see these two demon spirits?" The young man pursed his lips with some dissatisfaction, raised the staff in his hand, and another purple lightning bolt erupted from the tip of the staff, instantly piercing the vulture demon spirit in mid-air, and the latter's body fell weakly from mid-air.

"Uh, are you calling me?" Ron pointed to himself with some embarrassment, "I, I don't seem to know you before." ”

"Ah, uncle, you're not crazy, are you?" the young man quickly ran into the alley where Ron was, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ron, "Eh, uncle, what's the matter with your eyes?"

Only then did Ron realize that he had been turning on the writing wheel, and as soon as his mind moved, the pupil power in his eyes dissipated: "Hello, my name is Luo-"

"Boom!"

The boy raised the staff in his hand and slammed it on Ron's head, "Give me your sword." ”

Before Ron could react, the boy snatched his weapon from Ron's hand, but to Ron's surprise, when the boy first took the sword, it was like a thousand pounds of weight hanging from his hand, and the blade fell directly into the street.

"It's this monster weapon, it's Uncle Heinrich, hey, uncle, you can't be amnesia, right?" exclaimed the young man, rubbing his wrist.

Ron took a deep breath and looked at the boy with some astonishment, the young man's mouth just now did say the words "Heinrich", Ron looked down at the weapon lying at his feet, the dark blue blade, the dark blue hilt and gauntlet, and the mysterious lines on the gauntlet, which were exactly the same as the weapon he pulled out in the sealed place before.

Ron bent down and picked up the blade again, but it wasn't as heavy as the boy had just held it, like a normal steel forged weapon, and Ron didn't feel a trace of discomfort.

"Look, this weapon can only be picked up by uncle, you are Uncle Heinrich, right, you really don't remember me?" The young man wrapped his arms around his chest and scratched his sideburns in some confusion: "Could it be that Camilla's teleportation device is a problem?

"Well, what do you call it? Where are we now?"

All this sudden appearance is like a dream, but it is extremely real, Ron can be sure that he is still living on a continent in another world, but obviously his identity is no longer Ron. His sudden appearance must be inextricably linked to the sword of the Sealed Land.

"Eh, uncle, I'm Allen, where we are now, is occupied by the Fifth Demon General, Joseph City, the west coast city of the Malasa Empire, we are the first human coalition to enter the Demon Spirit Territory!"