As far as the eye can see, there are only gray rocks in all directions.

It was a never-before-seen wasteland, piles of ash and solid rock filling every corner of the ground as far as the eye could see. Debris that fell to the vicinity not long ago, by this time has been covered in heavy dust and reduced to a part of the "landscape".

The darkness that ordinary people can understand covers the canopy at the end of the sight, and the cold wind blowing from nowhere surrounds the surroundings, bringing the boundless gloom to this wasteland. It's just that in this wasteland with no end in sight, there is nothing corresponding to the cry of the wind.

There was silence, as if everything that had been stored in the field had died, and the only thing that could be felt was a disgusting malice. They permeated the pale landscape around them, mingled in scattered ashes, flickering in the impermanence of cold winds.

"It hurts, it hurts, I say...... We were really descending vertically, and how did we suddenly turn into a sideways glide, and I ended up being dragged by the ground for such a long distance?"

Facing the rocky craggy crags, Curt squatted on the top of a rock, groping his right arm in a strange direction. The arm, which the warrior regarded as life, had apparently broken in the collision, but Curt didn't care.

The contusions that were taken after 6 were even worse than in the battle, and the body, which had already been covered with many scars before, cracked several buildings at this time, and the red blood that spurted from it stained the black clothes that had almost been shattered into rags, and at the same time left a long drag mark on the rock behind him.

If Curt had been a little luckier, he might have stuck in the ash heap like the debris around him. With a little cushion, it was a pity that he had a close contact with the hard and sharp rock mass, and in the blink of an eye, he fell to pieces. At the same time, before colliding with the ground, in order to prevent Liqi in his arms from suffering this fate. He had no choice but to throw her to the dusty "cushion" on the side with all his might.

Gravity is the biggest enemy, if it is a vertical 6, then at the moment of collision, the huge force is enough to crush the human body.

However, Curt walked on the ground like a zombie, supporting his body as if it were literally "falling apart". Behind him, the blinding bloodstains were fading away, like water steamed in the heat. From the very end, it disappears without a trace.

Not only the blood, but also the wounds on his body began to heal slowly over time. Unlike the self-healing that is affected by magic under the healing spell, it is almost as if the "time" accumulated in him has regressed. The bruised body was now returning to the beginning of the damage.

It is a curse that binds their souls to this prison-like body, and it is difficult to change it no matter how hard they try. But at the same time, it is also the basis for the existence of the two people. A life long enough to be endless. and a life that gradually becomes meaningless accumulates on it.

There is no point in death, there is just simple pain, and it is not until the feeling of "pain" begins to change into proof of survival that the two of them realize that they are numb to time. In the continuation of the boring Lai Zài, it would not be strange if Lizzie killed herself every once in a while.

"Probably because the concepts of 'up and down' and 'horizontal' have been blurred, it is not a strange phenomenon that this kind of situation appears in that kind of strange 'space'. ”

An angry Lizzie stood beside Curt and looked out at the endless stretch of the wasteland in all directions: "And compared to that question that has become a thing of the past. I think you'd better think about what's next, it's not like any corner of our world. ”

Compared to Curt, who was covered in injuries, Lizzie was barely injured. It's just covered in heavy dust. She uses a spell to clean up the ashes stuck to her clothes, while also pointing to the sky, telling Curt to look up at the starry sky that can only be described as "madness".

In the darkness of immense darkness, countless stars with shimmering light frenzied, forming strange star clusters, whirling and whirling through the sky at a degree almost impossible to determine with the naked eye, sinking to the other side of the horizon, and then rising again from the sky at the other end.

The formidably dense celestial bodies unfolded unhindered, and they were so delicate that they revealed a heterogeneous distortion. Gigabit stars hovered over the canopy of the sky that seemed to be dyed with thick ink, and the flickering light depicted strange remnants.

A little farther away, there was an imaginary moon ring, so close to the earth that it felt like it would fall into the embrace of the earth in a moment. Contrary to the white silver glow of the white moon, the huge moon wheel diffused a miserable green glow, and even the gray and white wasteland in front of him was coated with a layer of highly poisonous green under its influence.

The sky presents a grotesque image, a strange sight that has never been seen before. With just one thing, you can be sure that this is definitely not the world you used to be in, that world, no matter how unreliable it is, the sky will not show such an incredible image.

"It seems that this time it is our turn to play the role of 'foreigner'. ”

Thinking of his crow's beak moving again, Curt had no choice but to respond to Lizzie with a dry smile: "But think about it, it's really an exaggeration...... I didn't expect that guy's spell to throw people into such a strange world. Do you have any idea about that?"

An out-of-control summoning spell can sometimes tear the boundaries of time and space "just right", bringing the "strangers" in a distant world to the world where Curt lives. If so, then it is not impossible to send people from this world to foreign lands using similar means.

But just as most "foreigners" die before they are brought to their original world by summoning spells, sending people or things to a foreign country often suffers similar results.

It is difficult to determine the landing point, the spell cannot be kept stable, and there is a lack of corresponding preparation...... There are too many uncertain elements stored in zài. Historically, there have been many sorcerers who wanted to reach foreign lands, and there were also some well-wishers who wanted to send strangers back to their homeland, but there was zero record of success.

It is true that those who succeed may not be able to come back to report their successes, but this kind of unfalsifiable event can only be regarded as a failure.

"Have you heard of the 'Invisible Hand' incident?"

Lizzie was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke: "I guess the principle of that spell is that the 'gate' of the spell is to put the same amount of matter into the 'foreign realm' through the 'gate' of the summoning spell, and then extract the corresponding amount of magic from those worlds as a commodity for trade. If this is the case, there has indeed been a similar record before. ”

And this is the phenomenon known as the "Invisible Hand Incident", and the Imperial Central Spell Research Institute has successfully achieved a stable connection with a different world through the summoning spell, and at the same time, they have also gained a lot of magic and foreign knowledge in the "gate" of that summoning technique.

However, the "gate" finally collapsed, and as a price, all the magicians who approached the "gate" disappeared, and in the nearly 100 years since, there have been incomprehensible disappearances all over the empire, as if they had been captured by an invisible hand, and no one was able to return "intact".

"I think there's a connection, but it's just my guess...... In fact, I don't know much about this incident. ”

As if giving up, Lizzie sighed softly and continued to observe the vast wilderness as far as the eye could see. Knowing that there must be a reason for her silence, Curt was reluctant to ask, so he began to move his almost completely recovered body, looking around at the vast crag, which was almost empty.

There's no point in just sitting here complaining, since the body is still "alive", then it means that the world has given them another chance to keep trying.

The view is good, but nothing of value is visible, and the monotonous gray covers the field of vision. Curt dragged his body to his feet, but all he could see was the steep rocks that stood up in twos and twos on the desolate wasteland.

"I said Curt, what do you think that is?"

Suddenly, Lizzie pointed to Curt's left-hand side of the defensive line, and at the same time used the soul connection to convey what she saw to Curt's memory, and after a while, the scene in his eyes began to change abruptly, and through the monotonous color, it seemed that a thin line could be seen standing abruptly in the distance.

Unlike Curt, who was simply observing her surroundings with her naked eye, Lizzie deliberately used spells to enhance the scope of her observation, which allowed her to see a lot more.

"Do you think it looks like a man-made artifact, like a tower?" Lizzie asked, pointing in the direction of the thin line, almost with conviction, "There's only one thing in such a vast wasteland where there's nothing...... Isn't it telling us to move closer there?"

She had a few truths, there was only a gray-white wasteland at the end of her eyes, and the "thin line" standing in the distance was so straight that it gave people the feeling of being artificial. If you want to travel in the wilderness where there is nothing, an obvious reference is absolutely fundamental to progress.

But with only such a small sight, it was difficult for Curt to judge whether Lizzie's words were correct or not. Just as he wanted to take a closer look at the distance, he heard a rusty metal-like smell from nowhere, and a thick fog with a light green glow gradually crept slowly from far and near.

In the blink of an eye, the "vision" shared by Lizzie was compressed to the limit in this thick fog. After another moment, the thick fog had already reached them, and in an instant, everything was covered in gray except for the barren earth beneath their feet. (To be continued......)

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