Under the faint moonlight, two night elf-like women strolled on the deserted deck.

One is tall and one is short, the short eyebrows are clear and beautiful, the face is pretty, and the tall body is hot and full of charm.

The delicate girl was not very old, brushed her hair, and said with a smile:

"Sister, the Holy Spirit Sect knows that we are coming, and a message has just arrived. ”

The tall woman had a mature appearance, and she couldn't tell her specific age, leaning on the railing, and asked lightly:

"Worried about the failure of the commission from the North?"

The delicate girl smiled mischievously: "No, there are second and third brothers here, they want to give us another errand by the way." ”

The tall woman looked lazy and said casually: "Don't be too troublesome"

"The second child is a bit too much, the Holy Spirit is not a good stubble, I am worried that they will suffer. ”

The delicate girl seems to be very smiling: "A very interesting little thing." ”

"Didn't the Holy Spirit Sect declare a crusade against shamanic cults, but this time, it asked us to cooperate with a little shamanic apprentice and have a fight. ”

"As far as I know, the little shaman who wants us to cooperate is the same guy who made the autumn celebration before. ”

The delicate girl turned around in a circle against the wind, smiled and continued: "Sister, you say it's not fun. ”

"While secretly hiring us to make trouble, and at the same time issuing a statement saying that we are some kind of evil cults, and asking the Holy Spirit to punish us, I really don't know what we are doing. ”

The tall woman stretched, pursed her lips and smiled, "The Holy Spirit Sect is not playing this game, they are playing a big chess game in the next step." ”

After that, the tall woman casually stayed with the delicate girl and continued:

"Seventh sister, the Holy Spirit Sect in the New Ao Continent and the Holy Spirit Sect in the headquarters of the Ao Ying Continent can't be generalized. ”

The delicate girl twisted her body and asked curiously, "Eldest sister, do you know something?"

The tall woman frowned slightly, and there was another style: "I only recently figured it out, Seventh Sister, don't explore, it's too dangerous." ”

"How long will it take to get to that city of Güell?"

"I'll be there tomorrow morning. ”

"Well, if the sea breeze blows too much, the skin will crack, so go to sleep. ”

"Hee-hee, I'm going to sleep with my eldest sister. ”

......

There are two attractions on the coast of Güell City, one is the Victory Coast and the other is Tiger Head Mountain.

Hutou Mountain resembles a crouching tiger, because the waves hit the cliff day and night, causing the foot of the mountain to sink inland, resembling the neck of a tiger's head.

From a distance, it looks like a tiger's head hanging on the sea, falling into a deep sleep.

There is an observation deck at the top of the mountain, and at night, someone is looking into the wind.

Ania Zulu, Bazar, and eight teenagers dressed in animal skins and with make-up on their faces.

Hutou Mountain is at a high altitude and the entire city can be seen at a glance.

Half a month has passed, and the city of Quill still has not recovered from the pain, and the night is terrible.

In the swarthy ruins near the coast, there were flickering lights, and it was the people who did not give up and insisted on searching for the corpses of their loved ones.

For half a month, the ruins soaked in the sea water, miraculously, not a single rubble has grown moss, because people are rummaging through it every day.

Every day and every night, like a bedbug in the ruins......

"The city of Güell is finished"

The moonlight fell on Aniah's face, and the immature face was piled up with vicissitudes in her eyes.

The city where its ancestors are buried, at this time by the invaders who slaughtered their ancestors.

A young man with a bone knife on his waist stepped forward slowly and asked, "Aniah, do we really want to do that?"

A young man with pigtails next to him also sighed and said, "Many people will be injured or even killed."

"The tragedy of the autumn festival, I don't want to play it out in our city. ”

A shrill voice angrily interrupted the two: "Our city?"

This is a dark-skinned, reflective teenager with swarthy eyes, and even looks a little funny in the night.

At this moment, the young man's face was hideous with hatred:

"This is the city of the descendants of the slaughterers, the invaders, the cities that discriminate against us, not mine!"

The bone knife boy weakly wanted to refute: "But the innocent..."

In an instant, the rest of the teenagers spoke angrily:

"My parents were also innocent, but they were abused to death!"

"Yes, my sister is also innocent, she is still so young, just because she is of indigenous descent, those brutes..."

"Someone must bear our pain!"

The young man with the bone knife on his shoulder fell silent when he heard everyone's accusations.

He knows all this pain, but there are still innocent and kind people.

The black, shiny young man suddenly stepped in front of him, pointed to the bone knife on his waist, and said indignantly:

"Abel, have you forgotten what we have been cultivating hard for the past two years, if we give up, what is the point of what we do and what we exist?"

The bone knife boy lowered his head and struggled: "I know, I know, but ......" The tone became weaker and weaker, and finally there was silence.

"Okay, don't force Aberlu, get ready, act tomorrow morning. ”

Ania spoke, and the final word was heard.

The crowd dispersed, and in the end, Bazar was left standing quietly behind Aniah.

Bazar said expressionlessly: "You also hesitated. ”

Ania was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse and dry voice: "On the day of the autumn festival, many people died. ”

"There was a little girl, only 3 years old, very cute, she called my brother ......"

"We, too, are slaughterers now......"

Bazar's eyes were in a trance, and he returned to indifference: "You said that we are for ideals. ”

"I know, I know. Ania muttered.

The sea breeze was wrapped in water vapor, and my face was suddenly cold.

With a self-deprecating smile, the melancholy dissipated in an instant, and Ania said in a firm and confident tone: "Let's go, go down and prepare." ”

Bazar silently followed Ania down the hill.

In the howling sea breeze, there was a faint echo.

"Aniah, I don't believe in the Holy Spirit Sect!"

"Why?"

"I know a man who died to save the city and ended up being a cultist like us. ”

"That's Thorl Hayworms, isn't it?"

"Hmm"

......

Victory Coast, White Pigeon Lodge.

The tsunami half a month ago, because of the high terrain, was irrigated by seawater, but it did not collapse.

Because the damage is not large, it is now a refugee gathering place.

Not only were all the rooms in the hotel full, but the surrounding open space was also full of tents.

Everywhere there were ragged homeless people.

On the second floor, Saul's bedroom.

Mrs. Hayworms sat on Thor's bed, looking haggard at the sea out of the window, and tears flowed as she watched.

Mr. Hayworms came in in in a wheelchair, his hair a little gray.

Seeing that his wife was secretly crying again, and sighing secretly, Mr. Hayworthes silently stepped forward and took his wife's hand.

"When will my baby be back?"

The mother did not believe that her son would die.

Mr. Hayworms took a deep breath, trembled slightly, and took his wife into his arms, silently kissing her hair.

In a trance, the vigorous smiling face and the figure waving away resurfaced in front of him.

Downwards of the White Pigeon Hotel, in the dilapidated naval training base, a round-faced boy looked at the sea with the same sorrowful eyes.

......

In the same night, Thor stood at the bow of the dragon head and asked in a somewhat anxious tone, "How long will it take to arrive?"

The navigator on the side hurriedly stepped forward and replied respectfully, "I will arrive tomorrow night." ”

"It's too slow, drive all the idlers on the deck to burn coal, you must be there before noon tomorrow!"

Looking at the vast sea, Thor always had a feeling of unease in his heart.