Phileng City, one of several large cities in the east of the Radokvik Continent, basically the cultural characteristics of the Radokvik Continent are reflected in the Phileng City. The most obvious is the architectural style, the Gothic style can be found everywhere in the city, and the intricate carvings tell the myths and legends of the creation of the world by the god of the elements, and the colorful murals add a touch of color to the whole city, which is undoubtedly a city of considerable charm.

Du Lang trekked through the forest for two whole days, and it was only at noon on the third day that he finally reached his first destination, the city of Felleng. In front of him was a city gate carved with a giant statue of the god of the elements, and Du Lang, who had never been far away, could not help but sigh at the grandeur of the gate, and at the same time sighed at the exquisite carving of the god of elements standing at the gate, carving the mysterious image of the god of elements into the depths of his soul.

It was the first time to come to Durang, and everything in the city was so attractive to Dulang.

The city is dazzled by the food alone, although the bread that Dulang bakes himself is a fine dish. However, the bread for three consecutive days also made Du Lang salivate when he saw the dazzling food in the city. But in the end, he endured it, because until now, there has been no progress on the news about Jieli.

As soon as he thought of Jieli, Du Lang's heart felt inexplicably uneasy, and a vague sense of tension filled his heart. So without delay, he immediately inquired about the guards who were patrolling the city. This is obviously wise, because this group of sharp-eyed guys can always give some unexpected gain at any given time.

After questioning all the way, Du Lang came to the corner of the city gate according to the guidance of the patrol guards. It was a man dressed like an officer, with the appearance of a middle-aged uncle, with a thick brown beard that almost took up half of his face, and Du Lang could feel an invisible sense of oppression in him, even though the man was just sitting at a small table, constantly looking through the papers in his hand.

"Can I disturb you, my lord?" asked Du Lang nervously when he came in.

I saw that the officer raised his head and looked Du Lang up and down with a pair of sharp eyes, but did not respond to Du Lang's inquiry, but lowered his head and continued to look at the documents on the desktop, frowning from time to time.

Dulang had never been left out in such a situation before, and the people in Frix had always been so hospitable.

"Eh~ this lord, can I~ disturb you?" Du Lang couldn't help but ask again after being left out in the cold for a long time.

Say. A simple response, but thankfully, this time the officer finally spoke. Du Lang couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Have you ever seen a girl with a unique long snow-white hair?" ”

"I haven't seen it. The following sentence, an extremely cold response, extinguished Du Lang's originally ignited hope again, and after Du Lang thanked him, Shi Shiran turned around and walked into the crowd with some distraction.

The officer raised his head and glanced at Du Lang again, who had faded into the crowd, and then lowered his head to continue to look at the information in his hand. He was very irritable now, and the document in his hand clearly stated that some villages around Felleng City had recently been attacked by robbers one after another, and that there were no chickens and dogs left. The most hateful thing is that every time they arrived at the scene of the incident, the gang of robbers disappeared without a trace as if they had evaporated from the world, except for the burning houses and the horrific corpses, not even a single footprint was shed. As the captain of the sheriff in this area, he can't help but have a headache in the face of this situation.

"Damn it, if I can't catch this bunch of bastards, I'm afraid I'll be the one in jail! I saw that the uncle slammed the document on the table with all his might, and he didn't forget to complain.

Du Lang was a little distracted, so he walked slowly on the street, he now felt lost and helpless, looking at the bustling crowd on the street, the sense of loss that he had never felt before filled his simple and fragile heart at this moment. I don't know how long I walked, but before I knew it, Du Lang felt that he was blocked by a shadow. He couldn't help but slowly raise his head to look around, only to realize that he didn't know when he had arrived in the central square of Fei Leng City, and in front of him was a huge sculpture standing in the center of the square. That's right, a sculpture of the god of the elements, a sculpture ten times larger than the one standing at the gates.

Du Lang raised his head in confusion and looked at the face that was forever unpredictable, and after a small water magic, the entire appearance of the elemental god became blurred, so as to fully achieve the image of the elemental god in people's minds.

"Great God, please guide me what I should do. Du Lang Shi Ran raised his head, and then asked blankly. However, such a request was not answered, and the crowd in the square remained bustling and silent, as if he had been drained of his strength, and sat in the shadow of the sculpture. He was so tired that he had fallen asleep before he knew it. When Durang woke up again, it was already late at night in the city of Philem, and the few wanderers, drunkards and vagabonds in the huge square were staggering, and one drunkard even raised the high oat bottle in his hand and shouted at the statue to denounce the injustice of the world to him.

Du Lang slowly stood up, slapped his cheek hard, and the whole person gradually came to his senses, turned his head to look at the sculpture that was still standing silently, nodded and said: "Thank you, great elemental god, I understand, it's all on my own, I will try to work hard." With that, Du Lang picked up his backpack and ran to the nearest inn.