Freya smiled unconcernedly on the surface, but Maffeo noticed her surprise. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info after searching for the remains of the Heavenly Destroyers, she slowly crouched down at this moment, and her expression was captured by Maffeo.

"I didn't find anything. She sat on the ground a little weakly, believing that after the battle, such an outcome was unacceptable to her. The door not far away was still closed, with no sign of opening. It was silent, looking down at the humans looking up at it, as if mocking. It's like Bakar's glory can never be tarnished.

"What are we going to do?" said Maffeo, looking at Marcos.

"We need to look around for clues. Marcos muttered, and this result was also something he did not expect.

Maffeo suddenly remembered something, and he reached for the pocket of Marcos' clothes. The latter watched Maffeo suspiciously, until he pulled out the fragment he had found in his pocket. "There might be something up there. ”

"But we couldn't read the words. Marcos said helplessly.

"But I'd like to make sure again. Maffeo unfolded the stub and stared intently at its contents.

"The result?" asked Marcos tentatively.

Maffeo shook his head in frustration, "I don't understand. ”

"Look. ”

"Alright, put this away, I think we'll be able to use it a chance. Maffeo folded the scrap back into Marcos' pocket, and he even helped him pat the dust off his clothes.

Freya stood up, trying to calm her mind. "That door closed shortly after you came before, right?"

"That's right. ”

"Did you notice anything at the time?" asked Freya eagerly.

"No, it closed without warning. Then, the puppets appeared. Maffeo answered Freya one by one.

"Damn it......" Freya scolded quietly, it didn't help her.

The fighting around them has gradually subsided, and the army of light may have broken apart. The battle ends with a magic doll being split in half by Calanhill, and the only thing that happens is probably the unopened gate.

Maffeo tried to comfort Freya, but the other seemed to have swept away his gloomy expression. She stood still, pondering all possible clues. Karl drooped his head and staggered over from the other side like a drunk, and when Marcos saw him, the other party waved a little lazily to this side.

"Carl. ”

"Marcos. They called each other by name.

"Is everything alright?" Marcos asked.

"Everything was fine, except for Blackburn, who almost got his feet smashed by a shield. Other than that, everything was fine. Karl spread his hands.

Marcos smiled and looked at Blackburn, who was following behind Carl not far away, in fact, he was in a cold sweat that made him look submissive. He shrunk as if he were in the ice and snow of the north.

Carl walked over to Freya, who detached herself from her thoughts and stared into Carl's eyes. "Looks ......" she pursed her lips and didn't continue, believing Carl understood what she meant.

"Maybe it's just not the right time, so, are you alright?" Karl said after a moment's pause.

Freya lifted her head slightly, revealing a smile. "I'm fine, it's too fragile to act like I shouldn't be because of a little thing. ”

"You're right, sir. Karl laughed as well.

Maffeo searched the fan around the gate for two full circles, but he still couldn't find any clues about the gate. All that existed was fragments of armor after the battle, broken weapons, and human blood. Now he finally stopped feeling sorry for the broken gems, because his attention was not on them at all. He looked more disappointed than Freya, and he shook his head and walked towards Freya with his head bowed like a child who had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, but ...... I can not find. ”

"Thank you for caring so much about our affairs, Maffeo. Now Freya was the one who comforted her.

"Trust me, you'll be back to your hometown, I promise. "Maffeo seems to be making a promise.

Freya laughed, "Yes, I will." ”

As most of the time, you have to make a choice in this situation. Now that the gates are not open, it is clear that staying in the palace has become a less wise choice. The puppets here haven't been completely cleaned up, and they can come out of the darkness at any time. Moreover, the food they were carrying did not allow them to stay here too long, so it was natural that the decision to retreat was made.

Most of them pinned their hopes on Uma and Mirna, they didn't want to stay in the cold waters for them, they just wanted to get back to the West Coast through the convenient teleportation magic circle. So they set out on their way back to where they had been, and it was unclear whether Uma and Mirna had succeeded in opening the teleportation array, but they prayed in their hearts that it had been successful.

Marcos was left to be the last, standing alone in the open space outside the gate. His eyes were fixed on the body of the unresponsive Celestial Destroyer, and he made a very childish motion, biting his thumb. Carl's aftermath was fixed on him, and he whistled, which also drew Marcos's attention. "Are you going to have a party with that guy?"

"If this can open that door, why not?" said Marcos.

"Come on, we're at the back of the line. ”

"Of course, I'm not going to let those guys get a head start on that. Marcos took a stride and ran back in the direction of his life. Karl smiled lightly and followed him closely.

The sun and air on the west coast seemed to have become very strange, when several people broke away from the teleportation magic array. The dazzling sunlight made them subconsciously make the same action, covering their eyes with their hands. Passers-by looked at them with strange eyes, and now they were like chickens in the soup after a storm.

Maffeo walked down the street blankly, he didn't expect things to turn out like this. A variety of facts were telling him that it was not easy to reach the heavenly realm. Freya, on the other hand, walked with her hands behind her back and walked with a brisk step, and she smiled from time to time, and Maffeo didn't know if it was a way to comfort herself or simply smile from the bottom of her heart when she saw the sunshine and the fresh air and the smell of food.

"Would you like to get something to eat?" asked Maffeo tentatively.

"Are you going to invite me?" Freya paused, turned to Maffeo, and looked at him with a smile.

"What's not to do!?" said Maffeo with a smile.

"Let's go, we might be able to find a nice spot before the sun goes down. ”