This town is full of life at this moment.

Like an outsider, Sig stood at the entrance of the town, in a daze.

"Finally back in the real world? Sig looked around, but he didn't feel any realism in the picture from all sides.

"Can you tell me what this place is now?" said Sigurd, trying to speak to the dry eyeball through a secret teleportation.

Only, he was answered by a long silence.

The other party did not make any response, and did not make any sound for a long time.

"Huh?" Sieg frowned, then urged a few more times, but there was still no response. The other party seemed to be in a deep sleep, and there was no reaction at all.

"Something is wrong. Sig hurriedly took the dry eyeball out of the storage space and put it in his hand to look at it.

I saw that at this moment, the whole dry eyeball had completely turned into powder, and when it was gently blown by the wind, it drifted in all directions.

This originally mysterious dry eyeball is actually gone...... Gone......

Turned into powder in the sky and disappeared.

Sigger's face changed wildly at the moment, and he thought of something in an instant.

It was at this time. A laughing and noisy crowd rushed towards Sigurd.

It was a group of young children, mostly boys, mixed with a few little girls with pigtails.

The group was dressed like the people of the Charismatic Church, carrying a bag full of books with a large silver cross carved into the back.

This should be an apprentice in a church school.

It is said that in order to replenish fresh blood, the Charismatic Church generally accepts various orphans on the mainland for training and training. This group of children is the seed that the church focuses on cultivating.

Among this group of laughing teenagers and girls, there is a pair of brothers and sisters who have been quietly following behind, and they are walking while carefully holding their books and reading them.

A serious look.

Syllable.

The elder brother of the two siblings didn't check, and actually hit his head on Sieg, and then reacted a little stupidly, touched his head honestly, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention......"

The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was born very strong, and his face was honest.

"Brother, hurry home. The girl behind the boy seemed to be a little wary of the stranger Sigurg, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the honest young man and whispered.

"Oooh. The honest young man nodded stunnedly, and then left with the team in front of him.

At this moment, Sieg suddenly stopped the other party, and asked with a smile on his face: "Little brother, wait." ”

"Huh?" The honest boy also stopped, and looked back at Sigurd, a stranger, curiously.

"I'd like to ask, what is this place?" said Sigurt with a kind face, "I'm lost now, and I want to know where I am now?"

"This is the small town of Terra. The honest boy touched the back of his head and said with a smile.

"I mean...... What continent, that country, is this?" said Sigger, laughing.

After all, the devil knows what this small town of Terra is.

According to Sige's understanding, the cave passage of the altar should have been something similar to a teleportation array, which could teleport people who stepped into it to other places.

In other words, the place where Sigurt is now is likely to have broken away from the original pyramid, and may even have broken away from the original world!

"Huh?" the boy was asked by Sieg, and said with a puzzled expression, "I don't know this, I only know that this is the town of Terra." ”

Sieg looked at the young man in front of him helplessly, he could naturally tell that the other party was not lying, and sighed at the moment: "Okay, I understand." Thank you. ”

People in small places generally only know the small town they are in, and then they have to ask the knowledgeable people about the outside world.

At this moment, the girl next to the boy was already a little impatient, and kept pulling her brother and signaling him to leave quickly.

For some reason, Sieg felt that the girl was very hostile to herself, or rather, she was very hostile to such strangers of unknown origin.

Looking at the departing figures of the two men, Sieg fell into deep thought.

First of all, the dry eyeball that had been following him all along, but when he arrived at this place, he suddenly disappeared. ’

This is where Sieg is most suspicious.

If he wants to say that the other party is dead, he will not believe it no matter what, and the dry eyeballs will definitely not die so easily!

Again, what is this place?

According to what the dry eyeball said before, this is a burial ground, a cage.

But Sieg couldn't think of the bustling town in front of him, the burial ground, the cage.

"Let's see. Seeger decided to take a look at the situation and determine the situation.

He wasn't even sure if the town in front of him was an illusion or not, but it was better to be careful.

Sig cleverly chose to change his outfit and dress himself up exactly like the locals. Because he also noticed that not only the girl, but the townspeople of the whole town were highly wary of the new strangers.

Even after Sigurt finished changing his clothes, he noticed a team of armored knights armed with spears, riding tall horses all the way around searching for strangers.

The whole town presents a strong and strange hostility towards strangers.

......

In a dark little corner, a gangster-looking man's eyes gradually changed from frightened to dull, and finally completely lost focus and became sluggish.

Bang.

His body lay in the cold, stinking ditch, dead silently.

"The town of Terra. At the same time, next to the man's corpse, Sig's brow gradually relaxed, and he seemed to read a trace of interesting information from the man's memory.

In the memories of this little gangster, it seems that there is only information related to Terra, and as for what is outside of Terra, it is a blank and there are no relevant memories.

It seems that there is only one town in the world.

As far as Sigur could remember, the town of Terra had a wolf plague every year. Every time on a full moon night, many townspeople in the town who have werewolf blood hidden in their bodies will immediately transform uncontrollably, turning into cold and bloodthirsty silverclaw werewolves, and turning on the killing mode.

These villagers may have been kind and responsible people before this, but once the full moon night arrives and the blood in their bodies awakens, tragedy will inevitably occur.

Once the werewolf bloodline awakens, the original personal consciousness will be swallowed up, and when the time comes, they will become a machine that only knows how to kill.