The area marked on the map is located in the south of the city center.

The situation that had been confusing just now seemed to suddenly appear in the direction of progress.

"I actually locked on to the source of the fog with so few clues......" Qiao Licorice let out a voice of admiration.

"It's just a simple cross-positioning, it's very basic knowledge." I say.

Even so, it is difficult for the average person to calmly extract the key clues in such a complex practice, and then find the right way to combine them. You're really good at frontline activities. She said.

Seeing her praise me like this, I couldn't help but feel shy and happy. It's just that I've only determined where the fog started to erupt, and it's hard to say how useful this information is. When the succubus liberated the Fog Demon in Daysun Town, he didn't see anything special about the position he was in when he was liberated.

However, we urgently need to investigate the direction, and it is likely that there are more clues to the source of the fog than elsewhere.

And, when I drew this area on the map, I had a very clear awareness.

Don't go.

This area is very dangerous.

However, the more this is the case, the more it highlights the special nature of this area. I've got to find out.

Jo Licorice looked at the area on the map and fell into deep thought, then took out his compass and compared it with the map. I waited quietly for her further reaction, and after a while she said, "It's much easier to know in advance that this area is special." I've just calculated that the clues to leave the fog are much more likely to be in this area than in other areas. ”

I turned to the survivors and asked, "Is there anything else special about this area?" ”

They looked at each other, as if they couldn't think of anything. One of them said cautiously: "If I have to say, there is a broadcasting tower there, the tallest building in the mirage." ”

The Broadcasting Tower is also a landmark. I'll write it down. Xiao Jing looked at the situation as if it was advancing, and his face was worried, "Clues to leave...... However, I haven't found my mother yet......"

I couldn't have given her more commitments. Judging from the experience along the way, her mother may have been more than lucky. I'm not so arrogant as to think I can save everyone. However, if I had that chance, I did want to help her and save her mother.

Next, I plan to leave everyone else behind for the time being and go to the area where the broadcast tower is located.

The fanatics don't even allow their own people to leave the fog, and since there is a clue to the exit from the fog that makes me feel so dangerous, then there is a good chance that I will collide head-on with the fanatics. Even if my goal wasn't to leave, but to deal with the fog itself, I wouldn't have to go to this area. In the process, I may even encounter a super main level of blood biting. Not to mention protecting others, I don't even have the strength to protect myself.

I don't think I've ever bitten blood, but it's impossible to stop me. In other words, I didn't have the idea of living in secretion from the beginning.

In the worst-case scenario, even if I die here, I have to let Qiao Licorice and them survive.

However, there is a problem with my plan that is hard to ignore, and that is that I don't feel comfortable leaving Qiao Licorice and Xiaojing here. Although I have said this, there is a lack of trust in the survivors, but I do not believe in their humanity in such a post-apocalyptic city for more than half a year.

It was my decision to save them, and I couldn't put Qiao Licorice and Xiaojing at risk because of this.

But Joe Licorice has a different perspective on this.

While eating, I expressed my thoughts about Joe Licorice. Food and water had been collected on the way back to the SSA site, where the five survivors were chatting and eating in the distance. Xiao Jing seemed to feel that he was on our side, and joined me in the conversation with Qiao Licorice. And Joe Licorice said to me, "I'm not going to tell you not to take risks, because that's how you live now." And in the current situation, it is impossible not to take risks, as long as you don't deliberately die like before. But if you're worried about our safety, you don't have to. ”

"If they take advantage of my absence and show bad intentions to you, do you have a way to deal with it?" I asked rhetorically.

"Have you forgotten? I have a gun in my hand. She said.

"So, what if they sneak up on you from behind, or pretend to be harmless and approach you and suddenly snatch your pistol?" I asked.

"I'm a warlock anyway, and they're ordinary people who don't have spiritual powers. If they have a definite ill intention towards me, I can detect it at a glance. She said, "And I still have the Secret Amulet that the Blue Bird gave me, and this thing is very good against ordinary people." In case they show their fangs, I'll hide them with Xiaojing. Not to mention that they want to see us, it is extremely difficult for them to even realize our existence. Then I was secretly shooting them one by one. ”

I remembered my experience when I first saw the Blue Bird's Secret Amulet in a healing dream, and I couldn't help but nod my head.

"I followed you to the mirage market, not to be a burden to you." She laughs.

Xiao Jing whispered: "If it's so troublesome, after saving them, we can go away by ourselves, regardless of whether they are or not." ”

According to this logic, in fact, Qiao Licorice and I don't need to take her with us, but this statement will inevitably intimidate her. Just as I was thinking about how to put it mildly, Jo Licorice smiled and said, "We're warlocks of the Security Bureau, and it's our duty to protect you." ”

"Then you were still thinking about how to deal with them just now......" Xiao Jing said dumbfounded.

"Kindness and stupidity are two different things." "We protect you because we are kind, and we are defensive because we are not stupid." ”

Xiaojing had nothing to say.

Just in case, I left the "Quick Talk" amulet with Joe Licorice. In case they have bad intentions, she can combine the persuasiveness of the "quick talk" charm with the "persuasiveness" of a pistol and forcibly dominate the situation. Even if you can't do anything, you can use the Secret Charm to turn into the shadows and counter them with a pistol.

Before leaving, I discussed two or three more contingency plans with her before I finally relented and left the site of the Security Bureau for the time being.

Because I'm the only one this time, I'm moving around the city much faster than before. It didn't take long for me to travel from the site of the Security Service to the special area marked on the map and see the radio tower mentioned by the survivors.

Among the surrounding buildings, the radio tower stands out from the crowd and is indeed a landmark.

And the moment I saw the radio tower, I was stunned. Not because of how tall the radio tower is, but of course, it's a tall building. However, the height of the building itself is insignificant, and above the broadcasting tower, a large "vortex of light" hovers.

The vortex seemed to be formed by countless clouds of light, containing overwhelming spiritual fluctuations. It was the first time in my life that I had seen so many spirits gathered together in this form, a thousand times more than mine.

The more pressing issue, however, is not even the sheer amount of spirituality that makes up the Vortex of Light, but the fact that, in my mind, that amount of spirituality seems to be similar to that of the Blade of the Siren. Or, rather, they are spirits that have similar attributes to the Siren's Blade.

In other words, all of them are true spirit powers!

How is this kind of thing possible, just having such a huge amount of spiritual concentration there is already a numbing heart, and it is all the power of the true spirit.

The source of the fog, and the place where the clues to leave the fog are, there is such a ridiculous thing.

I summoned the Siren's Blade while holding my breath, hiding as much as I could, approaching the Broadcast Tower in the shadows. At this point, I was still a kilometer away from the broadcast tower, and even if I took a predominantly concealed stance, I would have been able to reach that place in just a dozen seconds. However, something strange happened.

No matter how much I moved forward, the distance between me and the broadcast tower never narrowed. It's not that my position hasn't changed, I'm moving at a rapid pace, and the buildings on both sides are flying past me, but the distance from the PA tower is still not noticeable. This scene has seriously violated my visual logic to the point where I can't describe it in words.

It seemed like there was a moat in front of me, and I would never be able to reach the broadcast tower.

But I soon noticed that I was actually approaching the radio tower. There was some strange distortion of space, endlessly widening the distance between me and the broadcast tower as I progressed, and all other details were incidental.

If we continue like this, we will be able to reach the front of the radio tower after running for a few days and nights. But in the midst of this aberration, I quickly became more aware of the aberration—useless, and the closer I got to the broadcast tower, the more severe the spatial distortion became. Just like the ancients said, one foot of air, half of it is taken every day, and it is inexhaustible for eternity.

At this moment, a strong warning of danger sounded in my heart. This feeling prompted me to retreat quickly. I saw a black image like a cannonball slamming into the ground where I was supposed to be, and after it missed, the black image flew out of the crater like a life of its own, and returned in the direction where the broadcast tower was. In that direction, there was a figure that was speeding towards me.

The only person who would intercept and attack me at such a time could be the one behind this incident. I could see the figure's face clearly.

I've been in the past too many times when predictions don't match the truth, and I wouldn't be surprised if the situation suddenly developed into a bizarre situation where "in fact, the mastermind behind the scenes is neither a fanatic nor a bloodbite, but a sentence that seems to have been killed but is actually a trick to death". And this time, my prediction was not wrong. The man who came at me from afar was a fanatic, and the shadow that had attacked me before was his mace.

The mace returned to his hand, and immediately after, the space between him and me suddenly distorted. There were still dozens of steps to go, but he came to me in one step, and the mace smashed down on my skull!

My consciousness was completely unresponsive to such a strange and swift attack, but my awareness and body reflexively responded. I held the siren blade across my skull, fending off his fatal blow.

"It's still as agile as ever." He said a word to me, and pulled the mace away.

I immediately slashed at his throat, and he took a step back. It was only one step, but it was a full ten steps away, and my weapon didn't have time to touch his body.

It's just that from his attack just now, I have already judged that he seems to have the ability to use the spatial distortion phenomenon, and I have somewhat predicted that he will dodge like this. At the same time that the attack missed, I rushed towards him explosively, and the distance of dozens of paces was reduced in the blink of an eye, and the axe was chopped down again.

But this gap was enough for him to be prepared, and he defended against my attack, and once again retreated in one step into dozens of steps. Once again, I had a new judgment and awareness - he didn't seem to be able to use spatial distortion indefinitely, so he had to defend himself against my attacks first.

Obviously, he was the devil for this spatial distortion, but it was not supposed to be used to fight people, but to prevent others from approaching the broadcast tower. Otherwise, he could have stood on the radio tower and attacked me from a kilometer away.

But even so, the spatial distortion phenomenon brought him a huge enough geographical advantage, and it was difficult for me to defeat him under such harsh conditions.

While I was in the middle of a fight, my awareness was extremely sharp, and I noticed if there was any blood biting in the vicinity besides him. The result was no, the bite was not nearby, and he was the only one in the enemy. In order to maintain the suppressive force, I continued to attack him.

"Did you destroy the mirage? What is your purpose? I asked.

"That's right, I did it." He happily confessed his crimes, "As for my purpose...... Why should I tell you? ”

I didn't expect him to be honest. Moreover, since there is no means to break through the "modified access control", even if I kill him, I'm afraid I won't be able to read useful memories.

The more critical question is how to kill him. Now he must still have a dream immortal body, although the siren blade is the nemesis of the dream immortal body, but he also has the power of true spirit.

In other words, the next step is the competition between the power of the true spirit and the power of the true spirit.

The vortex of true spirit power above the broadcast tower was probably his feat, but from what I had observed, it was not his own power, and it was impossible to mobilize it at will, nor could it be used to defend against the "true damage" of the siren's blade.

Well, I just need to use True Kill that is even more powerful than the last time I defeated him.

As I've become more proficient with the Siren Blade, I'm now able to use more powerful True Kills. This ability is useless against other enemies, but it is right on the spot.

(End of chapter)