It's four o'clock in the morning, and it's the time when ordinary people are falling asleep, but the central square of Catrice City is uncharacteristically full of people with different looks.

Most of them were residents living nearby, and most of them still had tired faces and deep fatigue in their eyes. It seemed that they had just been woken up from their beds by the city hall executives, and they reluctantly left the house with their valuables.

What had once been their home was now surrounded by a towering barrier of light, with the central plaza as the center, several blocks of space cut off by the magicians with spells. Beneath the high glass-like walls, several people in town hall uniforms can be seen maintaining order.

Although they claimed that there was danger near the central square, such an unprecedented situation naturally caused discontent among the residents, and a few grumpy guys seemed to have quarreled with the staff. His companions beside him also roared loudly, and the mage who was in charge of dealing with them had intended to explain the current situation to them, but in the end, he had no choice but to remain silent in the face of the unreasonable roar.

Fortunately, there are not many citizens who will take the initiative to argue with the city hall staff for their own "rights", and some of the people who have acted too aggressively have been arrested by the security team. Most of the rest of the people just watched in silence at the street shrouded in a wall of light, with a helpless expression on their faces.

Even if there was a lot of unhappiness, they were well aware of the severity of the situation -- ♂ the magicians even went to great lengths to empty and lock down several blocks.

In contrast, it was the reporters of the various media outlets who were more troublesome, who had heard the wind early and flew like flies to the exposed wounds. Long guns and short guns have been aimed at the hard-working garrisons and government personnel. Incorporate their embarrassment into the portrait.

As if it were a carnival at the wrong time, people of all walks of life were thrown into chaos. The people who run the city are even more exhausted. In order to prevent Sain Democlavus from getting his wish, they had to seal off the area that had been corrupted by the spell first. Do your best to avoid further damage builds.

"Leinster, to be honest, what the hell did you do?"

Hermia's snake body shook slightly, and the expression on her face was quite subtle: "Ever since you all 'slept' down, the atmosphere in the city has become a little wrong. First, there was an abnormal magical reaction, and then the mages in the city suddenly moved. It didn't take long for people to go from house to house to get people from the neighborhood of the Central District to leave - and then there was this strange wall. ”

Curt and Hermia walked together on the road that led to the central square, flanked by groups of ordinary residents heading in other directions. Hermia's crimson snake body slowly swam across the ground. Those ordinary people with tired faces were shocked the moment they saw her, and then subconsciously made way for them.

If Curt was alone, it would certainly not be very conspicuous - but Hermia, as a Lamian serpent, was full of a sense of existence. Clothing and appearance are too rare for them to be an absolute minority in the Dominion, even if they want to avoid being treated differently.

The clinic in Carlotta is a short distance from the central square, but even here you can see a large number of residents forced to leave their homes. There are probably more than 10,000 people living in the nearby neighborhood, and their residence is undoubtedly a heavy pressure on the management of the city.

The further you walked ahead, the more obvious this became, and the gloomy-faced residents and their families searched around the city for a place to stay. Most of them were just residents living in nearby buildings, and never imagined that they would one day be treated like this.

Curt watched in silence at the people passing by. I don't know if it's because of the lighting in the city, but he feels that some people seem to be covered with a dark shadow. It clings to the people and extends into their shadows, depicting a strange projection.

Curt thought he might be overly careful. Perhaps due to hallucinations caused by being entangled with Sain Democlavus for too long, none of the inhabitants felt any signs of anomalous magical influence. They're just following the instructions of the managers to get out of the danger zone, and they're much better off than the people who are messing around.

But what if it's not your problem?

He couldn't help but think so. In case Sain Democra's magic has infected the city, the "dream" that covered the city is the culprit that spreads them. If that's really the case. Then he and Lizzie had mistaken their guesses about the sorcerer's abilities, and his spells had already spread throughout Catrice City through another medium. Destroying just part of the operating structure will not help at all.

In other words, their previous efforts were basically just useless work, and they just felt that they had succeeded in delaying the other person's actions. The spell constructed by Sain Democlave was not disturbed by them, but instead crept into Catrice right under their noses.

But that's only the worst-case scenario - Curt even hoped it was just overthinking himself, and the mage was still trying to fix the Rubik's Circle. He probably didn't have the power to control the magic that flowed around the entire Katris.

"Answer my question, Leinster!"

Hermia, who noticed that Curt had been answering herself in silence, frowned, then stopped and put her face in front of Curt. She looked at Curt grumblingly, her reptilian-like eyes staring at him as if trying to find the answer to his question in his face.

Legend has it that the eyes of the Lamian snake are magic eyes, capable of blocking the movement of the stared - but this does not seem to have this effect at this time. Curt didn't feel any unusual magic, and he didn't feel so paralyzed that he couldn't move.

He just smiled awkwardly, then stopped and looked at Hermia and said, "What are you doing, it's just a matter of getting rid of some of the things that were left over from that night." Sain Democlave had designed a Rubik's cube centered around the central square for his own purposes, and now the guys in the city were just trying to prevent his plan from succeeding and blowing up the whole city. ”

Looking at the world with the eyes of a spirit can reveal something different, but it would be a bit of a hassle to describe it in detail. Curt thought about it for a while, and finally decided to choose what he saw in the world on the back side of the city.

Apparently Sain Democlave did not intend to blow up the city of Catrice into the sky, but wanted to use it as a springboard to reach something higher. After all, he had spent so much time designing the Rubik's Cube, and if it was just to destroy it, there was obviously a more effective way.

But it also undoubtedly means that if he is not prevented from realizing his plan, then Catrice City is definitely going to be in even more trouble than this qiē that happened tonight. Even if the mages in the city sealed off the central square with a barrier, they could not stop the darkness from spreading.

"Is that Sein Democra crazy?" Hermia's cheek twitched slightly, and then she bit her lower lip, "I know you don't talk nonsense in this kind of place, but it's so unbelievable - what the hell is this magician thinking?"

Hermia wasn't a great sorcerer, but her expertise in potion blending was one of the few in the Lamian snake race. As the same researcher, she could understand the importance of research for the Wizards, but she was still shocked by Sain Democra's actions.

Slaughtering humans to transform their life force into magic, then using magic to connect two distant worlds and trying to ruin the strange sludge of an alien land. His plan may not only destroy Miè himself, but even let the world ruin Miè with him.

Isn't it a good idea to try to understand some mad people with the mind of a normal person?

If Lizzie had been present, she would probably have taunted Hermia in this way, though Hermia was as reluctant to pay attention to her existence as ever. Unfortunately, Lizzie now has other work to do - she has to return to the Institut Catlis before dawn to find Dean François.

Carlotta and his young people need to help the wounded who are suddenly brought to the clinic, and Lizzie rushes to the academy thoughtfully, so Hermia and Curt are the only ones who can act. Obviously, there was no threat to his own existence around him, which made Hermia relax a lot.

But now is not the time to rest, there are more and more civilians coming from the direction of the central square, and their expressions are not more complicated. The wall of light that surrounded the central plaza flickered, and the glow seemed to announce that something was hitting it behind the wall.

The "danger" declared by the government workers suddenly became a reality, and the residents had a clear understanding of the situation they were facing. Instead of staying under the walls, they began to evacuate as instructed by the members of the garrison, leaving the front lines of the crisis.

The inhabitants who are incapable of fighting are extremely vulnerable in front of dangerous monsters, and if they are not willing to stay away from danger at this time, it will undoubtedly make their position even more awkward. Luckily, no one was going to joke with their lives at this time, and they all hurried away.

Like them, Curt and Hermia quickened their pace, but they hurried in the direction of danger to see what was going on beneath the walls of light. (To be continued......)