Chapter 217: The Other Half of the Plan
readx;? The dawn in the Northern Regions was mostly gloomy, the gray haze was too thick, and the nascent sun was not as powerful as it was at noon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info So at dawn, people often don't see the shadow of the sun. Harris, who hadn't slept all night and wanted to take the opportunity to see the sunrise, pouted and felt extremely disappointed.
In fact, after learning everything from Yelena last night, the middle-aged gentleman suddenly proposed that he wanted to see the current Northern Regions and see how different it was from more than ten years ago. And because Yelena herself was already struggling, Ian, who was still in good spirits, had to "reluctantly" act as a tour guide for him.
The two set off from their homes before dawn and roamed slowly through the Northern Regions.
They passed by Bradley College and found that it was already gatekeepers. Due to the turmoil of the expulsion of the criminals, the whole Xiacheng District is in chaos, and although most of the criminals have been driven out of the city, there are still a few diehards hiding in the shadows. Therefore, due to safety concerns, the college has not dared to reopen its doors so far. Harris insisted on going in and looking at the former training ground. After realizing that there was almost no trace of the past, he shook his head and walked away.
They passed through the outskirts of the sin quarter, and found it quieter and quieter, with little smell of life left. The whole area is like a ghost town, and the already low and dilapidated houses look even more desolate, and at first glance they look like ruins.
They passed through the sinkholes formed by the natural disaster, and found that some simple houses had gradually been built there, and the roads were relatively stable, and there were some stone stairs, almost forming a separate area.
They infiltrated through a gap in the wall that was about to be repaired, and unwittingly entered the upper city. I went to see Albert College and the Elma Cathedral next to it, and finally stopped for a long time in front of the Grand Duke's Palace, which was surrounded by soldiers, looking at the towering star tower standing in it.
During the so-called "sightseeing", Harris looked at it very carefully, as if he wanted to carve the city into his mind. And every time he looked at a place, the worry in his eyes would become a little heavier.
And when dusk came, after taking Harris around the entire Northern Regions, Ian and he quietly climbed the giant wall of the Northern Regions, and took advantage of the dusk sunset to look at the scene of the Northern Purgatory Wasteland.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Ian asked curiously, looking at the empty wilderness. He already knew that the other party was not an ordinary person, so he didn't believe that the other party just wanted to visit the Northern Regions.
"I want to see the city a little bit more while I can still see it now. Harris turned and stared at the city beneath his feet, and said in a melancholy tone.
"What do you mean?" said Ian, frowning, and he heard a hint of ominousness in the other's words, who now looked like a sentimental poet, remembering something that was gone.
"I'm just coming to this city, and it turns out that it's almost finished. Harris sighed softly in the affirmative, as if what he said was the truth, and he had seen the end.
Ian frowned, he didn't refute, but pondered why the other party said that.
"Do you understand?" Seeing the young man bowing his head and frowning, he said with a wry smile: "Do you think that Assharis is already under control, as long as you wait for the arrival of the Firmament Lord, or the Black Sword Saint can avoid the crisis of the destruction of the Northern Regions?"
"What do you want to say?" Ian looked up. A hint of unease flashed through his heart.
"You've overlooked something you shouldn't have overlooked. He smiled wryly: "The people of this city have been at ease for so long that they have forgotten what they should not have forgotten." ā
"What......?" Ian exclaimed.
"Want to know what that 'thing' is?" Harris glanced at him, "Then you'll have to answer some questions first." ā
Without Ian's consent, Harris directly asked, "Who is in charge of the Northern Regions now?"
"No one. Ian didn't understand why he asked this question, but he still subconsciously replied: "Since the fall of Khan Parkes, the government affairs of the Northern Regions have been jointly controlled by several nobles. ā
"It's siloed. Harris scoffed, and then asked, "How many high-ranking people are there in the Northern Regions?"
"Seven. This time, Ian's answer was much quicker. He didn't count himself and Phil because they weren't capable.
"There are only seven high-level powerhouses in the vast Northern Regions. He shook his head, and then asked, "Who is the composition of the overseas investigation team, and where will it go farthest?"
"They're just the sons of a bunch of military merit and seniority, and at most they can only run around the city walls as far as they can see. Ian replied a little quicker, after all, he knew a lot about them. And after answering this question, he had a faint bad thought in his heart.
"That's really ......" Harris couldn't say any more, and changed the question again: "So what does the current armament of the Northern Regions look like?"
"I don't know. Ian smiled wryly, "But you shouldn't be able to hope for anything." ā
"So, the Northern Regions are finished. Harris sighed, "If you compare a group of demons to a scourge of nature, everyone will think that the disaster is the greatest danger, and then subconsciously ignore the threat of that group of demons. That man has used this to turn all your attention to Athasias, so that you have not been able to see a greater threat. ā
With a solemn face, he looked to the north from afar: "Boy, let me ask you, why do you think the Black Balance Society launched their plan this year, is it because there is something special about this year?"
"What's special?" Ian asked in a tone of uncertainty after a moment's hesitation, "Cardinal Archbishop?"
"Of course not. Harris shook his head: "It's better to say that it is precisely because of that 'specialness' that they chose to expel the sinners this year and welcome the so-called cardinal archbishop." ā
"But if it's not for that reason, then what's so special about this year?"
"Boy, you told me that the reason why there has been more than fifty years of tranquility in the Northern Regions is because they have channeled the demon tide underground, right? Harris asked, "So, when you entered that underground laboratory and found this, did you think about how many times they had guided the Demon Tide? Have you checked the last time they guided the Demon Tide?"
"You mean to say ......" Ian was stunned, he couldn't guess what the other party was trying to say.
"That's right. Harris looked from his feet to the north, as if he had seen the black-red demon flood up from the abyss, towards this unsuspecting "cradle".
"The tide is coming. (To be continued.) )