Chapter 145: Shackles

"It looks like this place should be destroyed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Lynch looked at the houses in front of him that had been reduced to pieces of ruins, but his face did not look surprised, this was a situation he had long expected, mortals had no power to protect themselves in the face of monsters themselves, let alone monsters as huge as mountains.

The two who had just arrived at the edge of the outer ring saw such a scene, the gathering place of ordinary people was obviously destroyed, and it is conceivable that no ordinary people in this area were spared from this disaster.

"This is obviously destroyed by monsters, but there is something wrong with the traces," because Ying Lan barely said anything along the way, and remained silent, Lynch had to try to say something to break this uncomfortable atmosphere: "The damage caused by monsters of that shape is much larger than this scale, and it should be that the monsters that lurked in the Fire City before were destroyed here after being stimulated." ”

Lynch said as he stroked the cold dagger in his hand. In fact, since killing the white-haired young man, his body still hasn't fully recovered, and there is hardly any rest on the way, so he didn't shy away from using flashes on the way to keep up with Ying Lan's footsteps.

"Fourth talent?"

"Yes. ”

"You're really the kind of person who needs pressure. ”

“......”

The silence here is still there, the quiet and dead environment is very uncomfortable, and the black fog that was originally dispersed by the fire ring has gradually begun to gather here, and it seems that it will only be a while, and this place will be covered by black fog again.

Seeing that the girl still didn't reply, just slowed down and looked around, Lynch had to continue: "But I think it's a little strange that the City of Flames seems to be a little too quiet, and there is no movement from the monster that was so big before, and the occasional scattered traces of resistance here don't mean anything." ”

Ying Lan walked a few steps, and suddenly turned to look at Lynch, and her sharp gaze pierced him like a spike: "Have you noticed anything unusual?"

"Uh," the light in the other party's gaze was almost like substance, Lynch stared at the pressure that the girl unconsciously exuded, and subconsciously asked, "Unusual?"

As he spoke, he looked around, was it all the malicious resentment in the air?

"It's too dark in here. The city of flames should not be without fire. The girl said this, scurrying onto the wreckage of a slightly taller building: "Look. ”

She said to Lynch, who was following her, "There is not even a fire in the distance. It was still gloomy in the absence of black fog. ”

Lynch reacted suddenly. After spending some time in the new city, he almost had to get used to the feeling that there was no flame outside.

This is not good news.

He suddenly remembered the ring of fire that bloomed high in the sky that had dispersed the black fog before.

"Have you rested a little better?" the girl asked suddenly.

"It's always been possible to keep on the road. Lynch replied.

"Let's go, keep walking towards the central area, if there is any place where you can see people, there must be nothing wrong there. ”

The two men continued to move, heading towards the center.

A faint black mist gradually floated in the earth, and the black mist from the sky gradually settled, and it would not be long before the place was swallowed by these black mist again.

Central City.

The pale rat scurried out of his sanctuary, searching for everything he could do to survive the remnants of the world after the so-called divine war.

"The breath of the flames is gone," Chalmo thought as Shi Shiran stepped out of a burning pale flame, a new thing he had made after sacrificing his three controls that could barely shelter him for a while.

Then he found himself standing in a huge hole.

If he stood high enough, he would see that the shape of the huge crater was almost perfectly circular, with the edges cut to be incredibly smooth, and the outer wall of the glass-like object.

This huge crater occupies almost the entire central area, and also spreads to part of the outer ring area, and its size is almost unimaginable.

Is this the power of the flames and the monsters? He sighed, a force that humans could not understand or resist.

But such a foolish one dies together, and the legacy left behind will also go to me.

Perhaps this is why you are so powerful and still have to live under the black fog in this way, only to try to return through humanity.

The pale rat squeaked and grinned, and rushed towards the special place he sensed, the very center of the whole crater. Two elders crawled out of the land, also pale as corpses, and followed behind Chalmo with expressionless faces.

It doesn't take long to reach your destination with legendary strength.

Chalmo couldn't help but laugh excitedly when he saw a small fire coming from the darkness in the distance, but swallowed it back into his throat as if he was choking.

A figure was crouching beside this small, delicate, flame of indescribable power.

He sensed a magical power from this pure flame, which was undoubtedly the pure legacy of the eternal fire, and he had a feeling that if he could get this flame, he would have a qualitative change, a kind of sublimation, so that he could transcend the so-called mortal and become another, a higher form of life.

It must be so. The greed that comes from his profession tells him that you must get him.

Chalmer stared greedily at this flame, his eyes reflected in this flame that was quietly suspended in the air like glass, pure and innocent, he just subconsciously approached step by step, and even forgot-

"It's ugly, old man. ”

There's also the presence of a guy here.

Chalmo came back to his senses, secretly glad in his heart, he looked at the guy who was almost crouching next to the flames, and his gaze became grim: "You are too close to it. ”

What a genius.

Watlid looked at the pale but as if he had returned to his youthful Chalmo, who was able to use it as a boost to his new profession in the face of the torture of the previous flames - taking his strength to the next level, and his profession had some new changes.

He couldn't do that.

Of course, this is not without a price.

Watlier looked at the old friend, who had almost changed his temperament.

"The power left here has made the City of Fire no longer safe. The old man said to Chalmer, then shook his head, "I thought you would understand. ”

There was only that flame in Chalmer's heart now: "I promise you can get out of here safely, I promise, as long as you don't try to do anything, just leave obediently." ”

Watlier struggled to his feet. In order to avoid the force of annihilation just now, he took a lot of effort.

"We're all old, Green. He stood up, and in his hand there was an extra wooden staff with a green gem set on it: "The flame that symbolizes destruction and destruction is also doomed." Now this small flame represents hope, rebirth and inheritance, but it is still fragile. ”

"None of us who are old enough to get it, Green. ”

He watched the pale flames in front of him bloom with desire, the staff in his hand slammed down, and a thunderous sound sounded from his mouth, and the invisible force shattered the terrifying flames that were condensing.

"In order to get rid of the shackles of so-called fate, I will do something about it. ”