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The more I analyzed, the more it made sense.

In the few sentences before Huang Ji, I still remember the paragraph about the destruction of the Holy City—"Oh, an unfortunate thing suddenly appeared in the Holy City, and then ...... Put a new ...... Spur spur - the summoning is coming...... And then nourish ...... He broke through the ground of the holy city, and the holy city was gone. ”

Now it seems that this "unlucky thing" mostly refers to the young man in the copper coin mask in front of him.

In this way, he should have appeared in the wasteland not after the world merged, but on the night of the destruction of the Holy City, and then he remained in a coma until he woke up not long ago.

Then, probably because he was casting some kind of spell when he entered the wasteland, the evil god "Bayu", the source of his power, was brought into the wasteland along with him. However, from the description of the other party, this existence seems to be called "Si Ming".

I just don't know what kind of existence the "Holy Spirit" that the Holy City believes in, it seems to be a little too stable, and the Holy City has been destroyed like this, as if there is no movement at all.

"Huh?" I suddenly felt a shock and dizziness, as if something had slammed into the back of my head. I hadn't experienced this eerie feeling of vertigo in a long time, but I quickly understood what was happening.

It's an attack by the Shadow of the Owner.

For a long time, I was either in the relative safety of my home or surrounded by a black cat, and the darkness always struggled to hurt me. This made my nerves a little paralyzed and I lost my sense of crisis.

I haven't seen a shadow in the long night for so long, but I didn't expect to meet here.

Because the shadow is elongated by the faint bonfire lit by the masked youth, my shadow has a great side of blowing.

And the faint light of the fire is not enough to dispel the shadows that are not sensible...... It's troublesome.

I couldn't pinpoint the general position of the attacker on the ground, so I could only throw my fists in all directions, slamming them into the air. The more exaggerated the movement, the greater the movement of the shadow on the ground.

I'm not sure if this works, the attacker could well be an extremely powerful shadow. But I don't have anything else to do at the moment, I don't have a light bulb right now, and I don't have anything else to defend myself against. I just had to hold on until it was completely dawn.

May my shadow last until dawn......

"Uh-huh?" The masked young man seemed to wake up from his sad statement, and looked strangely at me, who was waving his fists indiscriminately. "Are you ...... Dance? ”

“............”

Because the masked youth was standing behind the fire, and the shadow was cast in the opposite direction of it, the shadow that attacked my shadow did not affect him. It's like there's an old saying...... People who don't hear the music think that those who dance are crazy.

However, the masked young man quickly saw the clue and asked smartly, "Have you been attacked by something?" Is there anything I can do to help? ”

"Light! It's afraid of light! "I don't have time to go into details, that's all I have to say. In fact, there are many ways to dispel shadows, but the easiest is to use bright light.

"Light?" He thought for a while, and slowly stretched out his right hand to me: "You bear with me......"

As I remember, the other party seems to have said that he had learned a technique that could heal the injuries of the target he had specified, but it would ignite a special flame, and in the end the target would be left with only a faint burn......

Could it be that it wants to use this way to illuminate?

"Uh......"

The copper coin mask fluttered gently in the breeze, and nothing happened.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the Fire Jacket Sutra work? He looked shocked, as if he couldn't comprehend the situation.

I can probably guess what's going on, it's nothing more than the source of its power, and it was beaten by a certain Huang Ji......

"Hmm-" The black tentacle reached out over the campfire and towards me.

To my surprise, the tentacles seemed to be able to see shadows in the night, purposefully enveloping some of the fire. Then the eyeballs at the top of it quivered, and it didn't know what it was looking at.

I clearly felt the mental stress decreased, and the painful wails of the shadows under my feet were much quieter.

I don't know what this tentacle did, but with its help, I probably didn't feel much danger.

I hurriedly crouched down and walked around to the other side of the fire in a lower position.

I didn't do this before, mainly because I was afraid that the shadow would be pulled away by the attacking ownerless shadow in the process of moving quickly, and then I would lose my precious shadow. As for the consequences...... Just look at the Ranger Rider and you'll probably understand.

I thanked the other person, looked at the brightly lit sky, and planned to leave here and continue looking for my cabin.

Before leaving, I gave him the improvised clockwork. You don't need a clock to walk in the wasteland during the day, and I'll have to get a proper clock during the day. The masked youth doesn't know how to make makeshift clocks, so it's perfect to give it to him as a thank you gift.

The masked young man still looked confused, but when he heard me talk about the integration of the world, he seemed to be refreshed, as if he wanted to find his former parents and lovers.

But I don't know why, I vaguely remember that when I heard him tell me, his lover had two names, one was called Yang Na and the other was called a lark.

Maybe the lark is some kind of nickname, right?

However, if he can really find it, does that mean that it is possible for him to get his own name from the other party's memory?

In other words, if I meet "people who I have known in the world in the past", will I also know my name through them?

I think it's very feasible, just find someone like this - it seems to be quite difficult.

I turned back to my original direction, staggering a little bit, hoping to find my cabin this time. The merging of the worlds has caused a lot of otherworldly things to fall from the sky, and I wish my cabin hadn't been hit by those things.

After walking in a pleasant direction for half a day, I met a group of people.

About a few hundred meters in front of me, they lined up in a small line and walked to the right of the direction I was heading. The familiar costumes and queues reminded me of the days when I ran around the Holy City with the leader.

They are obviously the "natives" of the wasteland, but where are they going?

I looked curiously to the right of the front, and at the end of the field of vision was a blank expanse.

Not......

It's not that I can't see clearly, but there's a wonder there that shouldn't be there—

Cloud stream.

- Every night, clouds fall from the sky and pour into the stream, forming a giant cloud curtain. The clouds obscured the sky, and the day did not disperse until evening, but it reunited during the night.

...... It was supposed to surround the Holy City, how could it be here?

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