Huiling Town, originally a port, could not meet the needs of commercial development due to its size, water area and other factors.

In addition, the city of Charn, located to the north, was connected to steam rails, which pulled away its passenger traffic, causing the economy to plummet and completely decay.

In fact, there are many such towns in the New Olympic Continent, after all, it is a New World, with many opportunities and rapid development, and once it can't keep up with the times, it will naturally be abandoned.

In the middle of the moon, in the dead of night, the residents of Huiling Town have long been asleep.

The sea was flooded with billowing mist, and the dilapidated little harbor was flooded, and the lighthouses on the heights shone on the shadows of the fog.

There was a muffled roar in the mist, but the fog came and went quickly, and it flickered around the harbor and then dispersed.

On the unlit sand of the lighthouse, the sound of boots trampling sounded, and several figures were seen scattered in the darkness, running in different directions.

One of the figures is a tall black-haired teenager, naturally Thor.

When I left Maple Grove Castle, it was still evening, and it was already late at night.

Thor flexes his muscles on the beach, lifts his feet, and walks towards the city on the coast.

Due to the abandonment of the port, most of the out-of-town residents moved away, either into the town or out of the town altogether.

This outer city by the sea, unmaintained, in disrepair and dilapidated.

Many of the collapsed houses and courtyards are overgrown with barren grass and sparsely populated, only the wide roads can vaguely show the prosperity of the past.

But in this ruined city, there are actually quite a few people, and the homeless, poor, thieves and criminals of Huiling Town gather in all corners.

Now, for example, Thor has been caught up in a robbery.

"Hee-hee, look, a boy who lost his mother. ”

"Boy, if you don't want to be beaten, hand over the valuable things on your body. ”

"Big brother, this kid has fine skin and tender meat, do you want to bring it back to you?"

Several strong men in torn coats, shaking daggers and short knives in their hands, surrounded them from the darkness of the street, and their mouths were unscrupulously provocative.

The bald man in the lead also deliberately raised his clothes and showed the black pistol inserted in his waist, with a cruel smile on his face.

Thor took a step back, dodging the few ugly faces that came up, and the pungent bad breath, and said in disgust:

"You guys don't have brains when you come out to mingle?"

As soon as these words came out, the arrogant laughter suddenly choked, and several big faces turned red, and they immediately became angry, raised their daggers and short knives and made random gestures, loudly threatening.

Thor calmly looked up at the moonlight and said impatiently:

"It was late and I was in a hurry. ”

"Boy, you're ......"

A strong man with black teeth slammed a dagger at Thor's face, but as soon as the angry words came out, the wind blew in his face, and he never had a chance to say the rest of the words.

"Click"

There was a crisp sound in the neck, and the head drooped weakly, fluttering, and fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Uh..."

The rest of the robbers, stunned on the spot, were like ducks choked by the throat, uh-uh for a long time, unable to spit out half a word.

However, the bald man standing in the back, worthy of being the leader, was the first to react, screamed, and hurriedly pulled out the pistol on his waist.

"Bastard, you dare to kill my companion!"

As soon as the swarthy barrel of the gun was aimed at Thor, he suddenly waved his palm at the bald man, as if swatting a fly.

"Bang"

Silent abandoned streets, piercing gunshots, followed by bitter howls.

"You, what did you do?"

The bald man looked at Thor, at a companion clutching his chest and howling, at the pistol with smoke in his hand, and yelled in terror.

As soon as he was there, an invisible force suddenly hit his hand, causing his gun to deflect and go off, aiming at Thor but shooting his companion.

Thor looked down at his palm and shook his head secretly:

Still no, the magic is too weak, and nearly half of the magic power is consumed in one fell swoop;

The skills are not skilled, and I wanted to snatch the pistol, but I just slapped it.

However, it can be regarded as touching the doorway, and it will only be a water mill in the future.

It turned out that Thor was experimenting with the use of magic.

"Do it, kill him, hurry up!"

Thor's ignorance, as well as the weirdness just now, made the bald man shout in panic.

The robbers, who were stunned by the accident just now, suddenly woke up, and rushed to Thor in a swarm, stabbing with daggers, slashing with short knives, and shouting angrily in their mouths.

This kind of minion is not qualified to let Thor use magic.

His footsteps moved sideways, flashing the dagger that stabbed him in the abdomen, and Thor slid down the dagger with a flash of dark light in his hand.

"Poof"

Blood splattered, and a severed arm holding the dagger fell to the ground, and before the robber could cry out in pain, a dark light followed and sank into his throat.

Thor jumped back slightly, dodging the spray of blood, his feet half a meter off the ground, his arms flying from side to side like butterflies through flowers.

The landing was accompanied by a rain of blood and a sound of fluttering and falling to the ground.

"Who are you?"

The bald man who had been in the back was sweating profusely, as if he had seen a ghost, and his pistol was trembling.

"Bang!"

The smoke rose, and Thor had an extra bullet hole under his feet, and the bald man trembled and dropped his pistol to pull out the dark dagger stuck in his chest.

With a gesture of his hand, Rama's oath returned to his hand, the bald man fell, and Thor bypassed the blood on the ground and left.

After a while, unkempt figures emerged from the darkness, excitedly churning the corpses on the ground.

After leaving the ruined city, it took Saul a while to find an all-night hotel in the town of Wheeling.

I stayed on the ship for most of the night, meditating and practicing magic, and I didn't rest for a moment, and I was a little tired.

Tomorrow morning, Thor will go to the city of Charn to catch the railroad car and go to Bluestone Ridge in Donia.

There, it is the entrance to the dungeon recorded on the old ghost's hand-drawn map.

Lying down, Thor was going to sleep for a while.

......

Ahead, the waiter suddenly yawned, quickly covered his mouth, turned back to Sol and smiled embarrassedly, and said softly:

"Sir, please be quiet, and don't disturb the rest of the other guests. ”

"Huh?"

Thor was in a trance for a moment, looking around, a wooden corridor lined with neat guest rooms and seascape paintings hanging on the walls.

Because it was night, most of the lights at the hotel had been turned off, and it was dark.

On this long corridor, only the oil lamps carried by the waiters emitted an uncertain light.

"This is the second floor of the hostel, and the waiter is leading me to my room. ”

The thought crossed Thor's mind.

"Guest, your room has arrived. ”

The waiter suddenly stopped in front of a room, raised the oil lamp to look at the room number, immediately turned around, and handed over a key with a smile.

Thor glanced at the key, did not take it, but pointed to the room diagonally opposite, and said:

"Isn't that room?"

"Guest, don't kid you at such a late hour, this is your room. ”

The waiter handed the key further to Thor, smiling.

"No, it's not my room, that 207 is. ”

Thor stood with his hands tied, staring straight at the waiter's face, with great seriousness.

However, he couldn't "see" the waiter's appearance at all, not even whether he was male or female.

I only know that there is a person in front of me, who is a waiter.

Silence, only the flickering lights.

Suddenly, the "waiter" in front of him smiled.

Not the polite smile that preceded it, but an indescribably weird smile.

"Boom, it seems that Sannar has a good eye......"

The hair withered and scattered, the scalp cracked, revealing the milky white brain, and the human skin abled, revealing the sinew covered with blood vessels.

In the blink of an eye, the waiter became a terrifying monster, opening his mouth to breathe.

"Whew"

The wooden corridor disintegrated and weathered, and a gloomy wind blew through it, and the sky was filled with ashes, as if to bury Thor.

As soon as there was a flower in front of him, the sky and the earth were dim, and the only light was a surging ball of blood in mid-air.

"Da, da"

The scarlet liquid fell from the blood mass like a blood-colored rain curtain, forming pools of blood on the ground.

Grunting, boiling bubbles bubbled up in pools of blood, and the moment it reached the "boiling point", it burst open.

Wolves, tigers, cows, and other beasts with bare flesh and blood burst out of the exploding blood mist and surrounded the monsters that the waiters had turned into.

When the change happens, Thor is like losing control of his body, unable to move, and can only watch.

At this time, he was suddenly able to move, and immediately retreated vigilantly, and said coldly:

"You're something?"