Dawn Village is in the east of Frommans, very remote, and the town of Will does not understand, the Empire will not build the train track to such a remote place.

Old Walken was the hunter of the village, and if it was before, a hunter like Old Walken who could no longer pull a bow would never go into the forest again, but now it is different, now with a shotgun, as long as old Walken can still pull the trigger, he can continue to hunt in the forest with his old retriever.

"What's going on? Why hasn't it dawned yet?"

It was the third time that old Walken had risen out of bed, but every time he looked out the window, the moon still hung high in the sky, as if it had never moved!

"Damn!" said old Walken scolding, putting on his clothes, he had slept for two years, and even though it was still dark outside, he couldn't sleep.

When old Walken got up, he first baked half of the bread he had eaten last night, then took out a small piece of cured meat from the jar in the corner, and after eating all the bread and cured meat, he looked up at the window, and the moon was still hanging in its original place......

Underneath Dawn Village, at the bottom of a spiral staircase.

Galto put down the quill in his hand, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned and shook his head, and on the desk, a piece of parchment with intricate alchemical runes slowly rolled into a roll and flew to the space of the bookshelf.

Suddenly, Caltu's peripheral vision caught the hourglass next to his desk, and only a handful of fine sand was left above the hourglass, and after a few breaths, the sand above was about to leak!

Galto quickly put on his glasses, his face was solemn, he stretched out his hand, and a roll of parchment fell on the desk in the first compartment of the bookshelf on the left, but when he opened it, the whole parchment was blank!

Galto didn't give up, he continued to check the few remaining compartments on the left shelf, but every piece of parchment was blank!

All the parchment on the bookshelf on the left is inscribed with "Messenger Runes", which is the channel of communication between the union headquarters and the local branches, and each branch of the demon hunting union will report to the headquarters once every morning.

Now, it's time to report, but all the parchment is blank!

Galto instantly realized the gravity of the matter, if it was just one or two pieces of parchment that went wrong, it was likely that those branches were in trouble, but all the parchments were in trouble, and there was only one answer......

"Are you only realizing now? Caltu, you're really old—"

A sigh came from behind Galtu, making the bald old man, who was already in his nineties, stand on end!

"Homuridel—" Galtu turned to look at his old friend who had suddenly appeared, a complicated look in his eyes.

"Why, old friend, you don't seem surprised to see me?"

What suddenly appeared beside Galto was a phantom that exuded a faint divine light, although the light was very faint, but it was still impossible to see the appearance of this figure, and he could only guess by his voice that this was an elegant middle-aged gentleman.

"For this day, we have been preparing for ...... from the beginning," Galtu sighed, "but I didn't expect you to come back so early......"

"Yes, none of us thought that we would be forced by a group of mortals to close the kingdom of God and fall into a deep ......" Speaking of this, the holy light around the figure suddenly trembled, and his tone was actually with a faint self-deprecation.

After the figure said this, the entire room suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and both sides were silent, not knowing what they were thinking.

"How did you get here?" asked Galtu at last.

"Don't forget, your runes are derived from the Divine Pattern, and your understanding of the runes is nothing more than a child playing with mud compared to us. The figure replied with a smile.

"Children will always grow up, when you passed on the crest to the priests, did you think that there was a scholar who spent his life studying runes?" said Caltu with a faint smile.

"Hehe, okay, my old friend, I'm not here to catch up......" The figure didn't seem to want to debate anything, and said with a smile.

"Oh, what are you here for, demonstrating, or are you trying to do something to me, old fellow?" said Caltu, holding his chin up, nonchalant.

At this time, Galtu's back was straight, and his eyes shot a sharp gaze, not at all like a drooping old man,

Even though he was only a mortal, despite facing a god, he was Galtu, and he was the "grave keeper of the old gods"!

"Hehe, old friend, your temper is still so short-tempered...... "The figure let out a sigh and said slowly,

"I, Hormuridel, in the name of the gods, issue a letter of war to you and other mortals!"

"From now on, mortals, the gods will truly see you as enemies!"

"Prepare for war, mortals! You will face the united gods!"

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Weil is a small town, and likewise, the hospital here is a small hospital with only a dozen doctors.

"Hello, Lady Catherine, I'm Fernand, Sheriff of Weil Township. ”

Fenander was holding a cigarette in his mouth, wearing a black trench coat, and his unshaven face had a kind of vicissitudes on his face, and he looked like the kind of old man with a story.

"Hello, Mr. Fernand. ”

On the hospital bed, Catherine's complexion was not very good, she was in a coma for more than a week, and her face was obviously much thinner.

"That's right, Mr. Mad, I think he has already said, since there are three members of your expedition whose whereabouts are unknown, so we want to know about it......" Fernande looked at Professor Madde next to the bed, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and said slowly, "You are in the Whispering Mountains...... What the hell has happened?"

"Whispering Mountains?" Catherine shook her head and said, "Sorry, I can't remember......"

"Miss Catherine, do you really not remember anything if you think about it?" asked White again, with some reluctance.

"yes, I really don't remember anything!" Catherine nodded.

"Mr. Policeman, Catherine has just woken up and is still very weak, I think you should let her rest!"

Originally, the two Fernanders wanted to ask a few more questions, but Professor Mader was not happy, his student had just woken up, and his body was still very weak, and he could not withstand the long questioning of the two policemen.

Fernande and White looked at each other, then nodded and said, "Okay, Lady Catherine, get some rest, let's go first." ”

In fact, Fernand didn't expect to ask anything this time, after all, there was an example of Professor Mead, and Catherine had a good chance of losing her memory as well.

After leaving the hospital, Fernande was about to take White to the police station on duty, but suddenly, he trembled and his face became suspicious, and he immediately turned his head to look at White and found that his partner's face was exactly the same as his own!