In the end, the difference in Furui City was the extremely thick city wall outside the city, a heavy wall made of gray and black stone bricks, with countless scratches, smashes and traces of blood. The gates of the Pen & Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info walls are made of extremely heavy dark blue metal, known as the 'Spirit of the Deep', which is extremely resistant to both magic and physics. If you look closely, you can also find that there is a faint magic array on the city gate, and this level of defense can only be compared to the royal cities of a few big countries.

The guards standing at the gates of the city did not look like soldiers, although they also wore standard armor and held standard weapons in their hands, but they all looked like street bullies. There is no law on anything in Furui City, and as long as you are strong enough, no one will punish you. It's like these guys who defend the city, when they collect the gate fee, they may charge less if they are in a good mood, and if they are in a bad mood, they will ask you for a lot of money, and if they can't get out, no one will want to go in.

Sylvia was wearing leather armor and pinning his sword of the Abyss of Sin Flame from the Academy Sacrifice to his waist, although the equipment seemed good, but his weak scholarly appearance still couldn't make others look high.

But Albuck under Sylvia's crotch is indeed an unusual horse, and when he sneezes, the blue flames will ignite small flames on the ground. Looking at the hideous Albak, several soldiers guarding the city glanced at each other, this Furui City can be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, and they have received I don't know how many legendary-level powerhouses, and these soldiers who have been guarding the door for many years have naturally developed a good eye.

One of the bear-clan men with a scar on his eye stepped forward and said to Sylvia, "Entrance fee, a silver Ceylon." ”

Sylvia nodded, took out a silver coin from his ring and threw it to him, although compared to the entrance fees in other places, this silver Ceylon was very expensive, but compared to the price of seven or eight gold els from the people in front of him, Sylvia knew that this soldier was still very face-saving.

Seeing that Sylvia happily handed over the money to herself, the soldiers defending the city also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, even if the strength of several of them was not bad, but if Alvak suddenly attacked, they were not sure that they could do it.

Sylvia patted Arvac on the back and walked towards the city, but the bear man who had just charged him for entering the city suddenly whispered to Sylvia: "My lord, if you want to stay in a hotel, the dark soup pot and the drunkard's house are not a good choice. ”

Sylvia glanced at him, saw Sylvia's eyes, smiled and nodded. Once in the city, Sylvia turned over and dismounted, and took Arbuck away. There are a lot of outlaws in the city, and if you ride Albak like this, not to mention that you can deter others, you are likely to be directly attacked by those outlaws, and they don't care how strong the people they are facing.

The situation inside Fury City was worse than Sylvia had imagined, and there were large black blood stains in the middle of the road, which didn't look like it had just been made. The houses on both sides were also very different in architectural style, he had just seen a low, small house made of pure metal, next to it was a very tall, vine-covered wooden house, and even a suspicious house that looked like a dark magic experimental base.

In this kind of mixed place, you need to find a mouse to do anything. The rats referred to here are not rats in the true sense of the word, but to children who live in cities and have lost their parents and loved ones for various reasons. When they can't find a job, they usually make money by leading tourists, and they can also get some change from the owner by pulling customers from the shopkeeper. No matter how big or small the city is, there are generally more or less rats, but the rats in Furui City are more open and more numerous.

Sylvia had only been gone for a few minutes when she was surrounded by several children, the oldest of whom looked to be no more than eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest who looked to be seven or eight years old. Although they were of different races and appearances, their tattered clothes and yellow-skinned faces were identical.

After a few casual glances, Sylvia picked a little Terran guy who looked very clever, and after taking out a few copper plates from his ring and handing them to him, Sylvia said: "Little one, take me to this place, if you can find it, I will give you a big reward when I turn around." ”

Very few people give money before they find a place or get things done, and the little mouse is obviously very happy with Sylvia's generosity. He nodded hurriedly, and said to Sylvia in his slightly hoarse voice, "Okay sir, whether you are looking for a place to live, a place to eat and drink, or a place to buy things, I can help you find it." ”

After thinking for a moment, Sylvia asked, "Little one, do you know where to buy good things, and I need you to take me to find a place to live." ”

The little mouse rolled his eyes, then walked forward, Sylvia following closely behind him. The two men crossed several avenues, and then walked into a small alley between two crafts, which was very dark and dark. Occasionally, you will see one or two shops on both sides of the alley, but not only do they look very old on the outside, but they also don't look like people inside.

The floor of the alley is worse than the main road, and there is sewage and blood all over the ground, and there are many small animals scurrying around in the alley. Both sides of the road were littered with garbage, and in the pile of garbage, Sylvia saw several human heads.

After walking in the alley for about three or two minutes, the little mouse stopped at a shop that looked indistinguishable from the other alleys, reached out and knocked lightly three times on the slightly worn wooden door of the folding fan, and then knocked hard.

After a moment's pause, there was a groping sound on the other side of the door, and then the wooden door opened a gap. Through the crack in the door, Sylvia could see a wrinkled face, his two yellowed eyes staring at the two of them, and then he said to the little mouse, "Another one?"

The little mouse shook his head, then stepped aside and said to Sylvia, "My lord, if you want to buy something good, then there is only old Crowley here." (To be continued.) )