The black city stands silently on the lightless black plain, and Maserati turns on the high beams, but only illuminates the silhouette of a very small corner of the huge city.

The pitch-black walls of unknown material glow with a metallic sheen that reflects an eerie glow. Kicking up the high smoke and dust, the galloping giant wolf stopped in front of them, and the remaining trace of flame at the corner of his mouth slowly dimmed.

Lu Shanyan and the ghost jumped down, looking at the dark city with the same solemn eyes.

"Is this where God might be hiding?" Lu Shanyan asked in a deep voice,

"It feels strange, it's too easy to get closer, and it's a little quiet and unusual."

"It's all here, you can't go in and have a look." Menek stepped forward and said, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, wondering when Queen Anne's Revenge, which had floated behind him, turned on the lights.

The darkness was torn apart, like a sun, and light descended on the city that was forever lightless.

Escaping the catastrophe, hiding in the corners, the hunters screamed, for those whose eyesight had deteriorated to the point where they could barely see in the dark, or at all, the effect of bright light on them was far greater than that of darkness on humans.

Ignoring the fugitive creatures, Menek stood silently looking up at the city in the darkness.

The huge torii gate stands on the only road leading to the castle, and at the ends of the road are ancient houses that also exude a metallic texture, and the top of the houses has sharp spikes that don't look like they were intended for ordinary humans.

The road with the torii gate runs almost the entire length of the city, and another road divides the city into four districts, and at the junction of these two roads, a huge altar-like square occupies almost half of the city.

And in the center of the altar is an unusually peculiar well. Looking down at the Queen Anne's Vengeance, Menek exhaled and muttered, "...... This is really, the ghost is not gone. The others were almost the same as him, and although they were a little different from what they had seen at the bottom of the sea, they recognized the city in front of them.

The ancient city of the dragon clan in the mythological era, where the gods dwelled - Takamagahara. …… Hanging up the phone with a blank face, Ange got up and stood by the window and looked outside.

In just a few minutes between him and Uesugi on the phone, the whole of Tokyo became even darker than the middle of the night.

The street lights are lit up, and so are the buildings, but even then they can't see through the darkness that envelops Tokyo.

Above the windows of the building, you can vaguely see people walking around nervously, and some people are calm, thinking that the strange weather will pass as quickly as the usual changeable weather.

The downpour cut off the desire to return through the rain, and a layer of water quickly gathered in the lower ground.

The vehicle was flooded and could not be started, and pedestrians who did not have time to evacuate quickly trudged through the stagnant water that flooded their chests.

Tokyo's supposedly world-largest sewer system did not perform its boasted function, and water overflowed the streets and gradually poured higher ground.

Tokyo Tower, the symbol of Tokyo, was completely hidden in darkness, and its power system was destroyed by lightning strikes.

Those who remained before the rainstorm did not know how desperate they would face. In the distance, a rising white smoke was the only visible sight in the night, but no one was happy because it was Mt. Fuji.

In the distance, no one could see it, a long white line was rising from the Pacific Ocean and moving slowly towards the four Japanese islands...... The tarpaulin that shrouded the entire old street was no longer known where it had been blown by the strong wind, and the alchemy equipment and the alchemy matrix engraved on the ground before it could be evacuated were exposed.

Thankfully, the visibility outside has dropped to an unbelievable level, even if those on the tall buildings usually only need to look down slightly to see the old street, but at the moment they can't see anything.

"I mean reassuring them, but no matter how you look at it, it's not reassuring." With a long sigh, Ange sat back in his seat.

"You've even experienced the crisis of the sinking of the Italian peninsula, and you're afraid of such a small scene?" Across from him, the vice-principal, who looked a little dazed, was holding a bottle of vodka, pouring it like a Russian.

"I'm old, I'm really old." His face was a little flushed, and he was obviously a little drunk, and he held the wine bottle and said in a bit of confusion,

"When I was young, I could dry many bottles of vodka without changing my face, but now that I'm old, one bottle makes me hallucinate." With a hiccup, he slapped the empty bottle on the table, the drunkenness on his face was gone, and a pair of cloudy but faintly golden eyes stared at Ange who was slowly pouring himself a cup of black tea.

"Aren't you going to explain the explanation?" He asked,

"I seem to be in the middle of a half-misty lake, as if I saw the person hanging at the highest point of Valhalla greet me, and then crossed the alchemy matrix that I don't know if it was me or not, and entered the world over there." He leaned back in his chair, raised his head and looked at the light bulb on the ceiling that was slowly shaking, and muttered, "...... Or rather, a return to their original world. ”

"Since you can even detect that your alchemy matrix has been replaced, it seems that you haven't burned your brain by alcohol." Ange picked up the cup and took a sip lightly.

"Nonsense!" The vice-principal sat up, stared at Ange viciously, and said,

"I admit that I am not your opponent in the fight, but the title of alchemy master is not blown by others, don't forget who repaired your folding knife for you!"

"Yes, yes, but in fact you didn't notice it for long, didn't you?" Ange still said slowly.

The vice principal was inexplicably stunned, and his expression became a little sluggish, and he said, "...... You're right, I don't know whose means are a little better than me, I was busy going back and forth, but he cut off his beard, and the whole process was just giving him a day job. He let out a long sigh and glared at Ange fiercely, "You know who did it right, right? ”

"It's rare that you can throw in the towel so easily." Ange raised his head and glanced at him gently,

"As for who did it, you better ask yourself." The empty bottle was removed, a cup of black tea was placed in front of him, and a soft and beautiful female voice said to him: "Teacher, although the constitution of a half-breed can make you ignore most of the damage caused by alcohol, the dependence on alcohol will affect your perception. The vice principal looked at the figure who appeared in the room at some point, the dark green school uniform was exactly the same as when she entered the school.

“…… Sure enough, I was still drunk. He let out a long sigh and pulled out another bottle of vodka out of nowhere.

Then the girl with an ethereal temperament took the wine from his hand and brought him the tea with a smile. …… In the silence, Lu Shanyan broke the silence: "According to what Eva said, this should be what Takamagahara, when it was still on land in the Age of Mythology. ”

"A lot of what the Nibelungen looks like is from the real world, and this Nibelungen probably existed for the same time as the ancient city." The ghost nodded and added.

"So, many years ago, there were two Takamagahara, which stood on the soil of Japan. One is located in reality, sinking to the bottom of the ocean countless years ago, falling to the deepest point in the world. And one is here, and it has survived to this day......" Menek said faintly, his eyes reflecting the reflection of the dark city.

Then he chuckled and looked down at the Anne Revenge cabin, which emitted a brilliant light like an aurora and twenty-four rune stones.

He pulled out the long knife he was carrying at his waist and pointed at it, "Anyway, these two High Heaven Plains must be destroyed. No matter how majestic they were in the past, and what glorious history they had. "Queen Anne's Vengeance slowly advances, making a third visit to the place where the gods live.

The hull of the ship slowly crossed the tall torii gate and followed the only passage into the ancient castle, which had also been silent for an unknown number of years.

Unlike the real High Heaven Plateau that sank into the sea and was half even soaked in magma, this High Heaven Plateau evolved from the reality and cannot be regarded as a real High Heaven Plateau, but it has more details.

There are traces of life in the city, some of which were left by ancient Japanese hybrids in reality, and are reflected in this Nibelungen.

Others were left behind by the exiled hunters. Thankfully, the city is entirely made of recycled metal, and Takamagahara in the Nibelungen has perfectly replicated this, saving the city from the destruction of the hunters and maintaining its original appearance.

Unfortunately, this will soon disappear, and the only thing they can do is for Eva to record more footage for future research by the Academy.

"Isn't it a little too quiet here?" Lu Shanyan gradually frowned. They drove the herd all the way here, and there is no exact figure on how big this place is, but judging by the crack that this Nibelungen has projected into reality, it probably won't be much smaller than today's Tokyo.

And in such a vast dark space, it is even more unclear how many hunters live.

Although these guys, who are more inclined to corpses than Deadpool, do not have the ability to reproduce, but when they are thrown in, it is the most glorious time for the ancient Japanese half-bloods.

Not many people know how many demons were born at that time and transformed into a hunting capital.

They began to drive from the periphery, driving the hunters they encountered along the way towards the very center, which was this high heaven.

In addition to the ones they killed on the way, and the ones whose good fortune fell into the cracks and fell outside, only to be picked up by those who were left behind, there were also an unknown number of hunters who were driven away.

But now, except for the group of hunters who were initially alarmed by the lights, they did not see large-scale hunting together, and some of them were only sporadic humanoid hunting.

The dangerous guys who had gathered in the center didn't see a single one. As for the screams that I heard before, they still exist, but they are getting weaker and weaker, and the hunter who makes the sound seems to be dying at any moment.

The entire ship fell silent, and everyone held their weapons. But no one is nervous about it, even if it's a trap.

Unlike the last time young people entered the sea, they didn't go out safely when they came in, and they couldn't be considered alive in the first place, and they had an advantage that young people didn't have.

Queen Anne's Revenge continued to move deeper, slowly entering the altar-like square, where the pillar of history still stood on the side of the altar.

After taking the photo, they ignored it, and they approached the mouth of the well, the only one that exuded an unusual feeling.

Faint enough to be almost invisible, it is the only luminous object in the Nibelungen.

It wasn't long before Queen Anne's Revenge stopped above the well. From above, the well is not very large, but on the ground, it should probably be called a pond.

Without much delay, the light entered the well, and the people on board fell into a long silence after seeing what was inside.

There were skeletons lying in the well, countless skeletons. At the top of the skull well, a hunter who was not completely dead was struggling, and the roar they heard along the way came from it.

Its size is larger than that of ordinary hunters, and the degree of alienation is reminiscent of the dragon-shaped Deadpool that is no different from pure-blooded dragons in appearance.

When it was still strong, it was probably the most powerful hunter in this Nibelungen. But the strongest of them is now only a layer of gray-white scales thinner than ordinary skin, covering a body that is almost only skeleton.

Its flesh and dragon blood were drained, as was the countless hunts that lay beneath it. Such a picture reminded the people on the ship of the avenue of bones in front of the gate of Takamagahara, where countless dragon subspecies with dragon blood had completely disappeared overnight.

Their flesh and blood are also sucked dry, and as blood food, they wake up after being silent for an unknown number of years.

Only bones remain, built into traps to lure them into Takamagahara. And at this moment, in front of them, the same bones filled the well that I don't know how deep, and it should have died a long time ago, but the hunters who still maintained their strength returned to the original ending.

It's just that in their bodies that have been active for an unknown number of years, the flowing imperial blood or ghost blood has probably returned to the white existence that gave them the imperial blood.

It is not difficult to see that this is the same person's doing. And this time, she didn't even bother to lay any traps to meet the invaders, leaving only Takamagahara, who had nothing left, to laugh at them.