In the middle of the moon, the originally noisy camp gradually quieted down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe merchant and the livestock had fallen asleep exhausted from a long day's walking. The dutiful caravan guards and adventurers consciously allocated the time of rotation, and assigned some people to keep vigil. The vast camp fell silent except for the occasional crackling of fire.

Suddenly, a large red light appeared in the southern sky, and a large black and red dark cloud condensed in the distant sky, even if it was far away, Kenan could feel the amazing energy fluctuations emanating from the dark clouds.

The huge energy fluctuation alarmed the guards on night duty in the camp, and even some of the people who slept lightly were also startled.

The dark cloud was getting thicker and thicker, and the energy gathered was getting more and more amazing. Finally, as if the dark clouds could no longer carry so much energy, those majestic energy turned into drops of black-red raindrops and fell to the ground. The raindrops became more and more numerous and dense, and the downpour fell on the ground in the distance. The scene in front of him reminded Kennan of a salvo of anti-aircraft guns in a certain movie.

Someone climbed the hill next to him to look around, and then exclaimed, "No, it's Conse." ”

Hearing this, Kenan hurriedly ran a few steps and climbed to the top of the small hill. Using the telepathic technique to look into the distance, sure enough, covered by dark clouds and fire rain was the border town where he had stayed yesterday, Cons City.

At this time, the city of Constance was completely shrouded in a cloud of fire, and the entire city of Constance seemed to be a purgatory on earth, and all parts of the city were ignited by flames falling from the sky. Most of the residents scrambled to flee the streets, which were then lit by the rain of fire and turned into burning candles. A lucky few carried buckets of water and tried to extinguish the burning flames. However, when the water was poured on it, the flames burned even more vigorously.

The sound of running, wailing, roaring, burning flames, all kinds of sounds mingled as if the end of the world was coming.

Of course, for those who live in the city of Cons, this is the end of the world.

If there are people who know this spell, they may recognize it, at this time, the Eight Rings Spell Fire Rain Technique. How can a person who can cast such a spell also be a legendary-level wizard. In the face of an attack of this magnitude, if there were no legendary-level wizards to come to the rescue, I am afraid that the city of Constance would be burned to the ground, and the entire city would be wiped off the map.

Seeing the tragic situation in Cons, many people fell to their knees and began to pray to the gods they believed in, and suddenly, Kenan felt a huge mixed mental power rise into the air and float somewhere in the sky.

Kenan blinked, thoughtful.

At this moment, Manid ran out of the tent and then rushed madly towards the city of Cons. Kenan sighed as he looked at Manid's figure, but he didn't chase after him.

There is no one who is the babysitter and everyone is responsible for their own actions.

If Manid runs back this time, he may be crushed to death by the people who attacked the city of Constance, or maybe he will run slowly, and he can only see a city burned to ruins, or he may be valued by the legendary masters who pass by and accepted as a disciple from this moment to cultivate hard and embark on the path of avenging his family, or maybe he will be randomly placed in the surrounding cities because he has no qualifications......

Kenan didn't know what would happen to Manid's life in the future, he didn't want to know, and he didn't interfere. Because, it's all Manid's own choice.

The fire continued for most of the night and was not extinguished until early in the morning. Kenan glanced at the smoky city of Cons, then walked down the hill, stirred up the campfire, and began to cook breakfast.

Today, there is still a way to go.

The atmosphere of the caravan today was obviously much more depressing, perhaps due to the events of last night. It reminds many people of a life with an uncertain future and a precarious fate. The caravan steward didn't have much to do about it, so he could only bow his head and hurry up, and wait until he got to the next town.

Kenan rode his horse as he pondered the cause of the destruction of Conse. Although he didn't know much about the world of Faeron, it was speculated that using such a spell to slaughter a city should be considered a big event in a normal world. Moreover, Kennan instinctively felt that this matter was not simple, it should be the corner of a huge plan, and there should be many follow-up events ahead. Of course, these were just Kennan's gut instincts.

Jamila saw that Kenan had been contemplative, and knew that Kenan was thinking about something right now, so she didn't dare to bother, but stayed honestly aside.

Perhaps stimulated by the destruction of the city of Cons, the caravan kept moving forward all day, as if something was chasing after it, and even ate lunch on the move. It wasn't until night fell and the road could no longer be seen that the convoy stopped.

Many of the guards lived in silence, cooking, and setting up camps. The whole team was silent. The number of people at night vigil has more than doubled.

The caravan leader couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the situation of the team, after all, it was the first time he had seen such a thing as a city being destroyed in front of his eyes for so many years, and it was still a city with three temples. This can be regarded as a declaration of war against the three major temples. These were a powerful god and two medium gods, and the combination of these three gods made even Moradin's upright dwarves three points in awe. I really don't know who has the courage to attack these three goddesses directly.

The caravan director now just wanted to get to the next town as soon as possible, and then ask the church about the cause of the incident, he didn't want to live in such fear. He had already thought about it, and when this task was completed, he would quit his job, return to his hometown to pack a few acres of land, live his own small life, and never come out to earn a living again.

After walking like this for three days, Kennan's caravan reached the nearest city, Conor. The city was a supply depot that was built here, and all caravans heading to Conse were replenished here, making it a relatively prosperous city. I just don't know what the future of the city will be after the destruction of the north of Cons.

However, these are going to be a headache for those noble lords, and the steward of the caravan is not in the mood to think about this, after arranging the caravan and starting to repair, the old steward went directly to the church of the goddess of wealth in the city to listen to the oracle of the goddess.