The sun slanted to the west, and the once fierce sunlight gradually faded, revealing a slightly tired face, and a faint twilight began to flood from all directions, staining the horizon.

But this faint twilight was much brighter than the strange twilight reflected in the "cover" that shrouded the monastery. The monastery was completely blocked off by the unnatural twilight, as if it had been forcibly separated from the outside world into two different worlds.

Listening carefully, there was a faint sound of low bells from the monastery covered by the "cover" of dusk. The continuous sound of metal shook the air, and at the same time shook the soul of the listener, and inexplicable restlessness surged inside the body.

"This hood is...... A realm made of spells?" Shaking off the motor vehicle driven by the eldest sister, Curt couldn't help but shake his head, the head of the mercenary management office really didn't dare to compliment his car skills, "It seems that the entire monastery ruins have been encased in it." ”

There is a sense of strangeness wafting from this "cover", and a person with a little common sense of magic only needs to observe it a little, and he will feel that this spell has a big problem, and the magic flowing in this spell structure is completely uncontrollable, like a mess of chaos.

It stands to reason that if you want to maintain a huge domain with such a chaotic spell structure, you will think that the organization is too loose and collapse the moment it is released. But for some reason, this cover was able to maintain the stability of this unbelievable framework, and it continued to operate.

Curt glanced back at the eldest sister who was about to get out of the car and asked in a low voice, "Eldest sister, are you sure that Oscar's contact came from here? Are they just going to let this stuff appear on their own turf?"

Just now, when he was discussing the topic of threatening letters with his eldest sister, the operator at the front desk suddenly came over. According to him, Oscar, who does not work, sent a text message with his badge. And from the content of the text message, it seems that the people who suffered with him also included Liqi.

"This is Oscar, and we're in trouble. The message in the badge could only convey a few words, and he could only pick and choose as simple as he could, "Inform the eldest sister and Mr. Curt, me, Miss Lizzie, and Mio." Encountered an anomalous situation at this coordinate...... Request support. ”

The telecommunication technique carried in the badge was not a particularly complicated spell, and Oscar's summons were as intermittent as if they had been interfered with by Yan Zòng, accompanied by various noises. After positioning. Curt and their badge reaction came out of the abandoned village in the private land of this college.

Regardless of why Oscar had run into the convent in ruins, it was suspicious enough that such a strange thing stood on the private land of the Academy.

In addition, Curt felt compelled to retract his attacks on the insignia's incidental features, at least in an emergency like this. This little piece of metal is still of some use. If it weren't for Oscar. He had forgotten the fact that the badge could be used in reverse.

"Even the Venerable 'Wind of the Twelve Directions' who stayed in the Silver Yao Tower all day long would not be able to take a look at all the things that happened in the private land of the Academy. The eldest sister holding the small hand-held mechanic slammed the car door shut, and looked at the cover in front of her menacingly, "What's more, the guy who can play such a large spell, his level will not be so low that he can't even do basic disguise." ”

Although the eldest sister is only a scrivener, her knowledge of spells is still stored in her brain as a reserve of knowledge. Curt knew much more than he knew more than he didn't even think half-baked in terms of spell theory, and in a few words, Curt's doubts were solved.

As the eldest sister said, it is not permissible to cover only the "twilight" of the monastery. The spell structure is also incredible, but almost none of them exude excess magic. Got a closer look. Although the hood looks like it's full of strange feelings, it doesn't actually feel anything unusual.

Yes, it just doesn't look the same color as it looks around, but nothing else. Curt reached out and touched the "hood", but the dividing line between the two sides of the layer was like a phantom, and Curt's hand penetrated into the false twilight without any hindrance.

The dusk barrier didn't stop anyone from getting in or out, at least for now. Curt noticed that there were still some remnants of the Rubik's Cubes on the open blue-gray doors of the Abbey, which were undoubtedly the most familiar depictions to him, and it was not necessary to find out whose hand he knew it was from.

It seems that there is no problem with the positioning technology of the management office, not to mention whether Oscar is still inside, but Curt is at least sure that his sister, who may go berserk at any time, has been here. The chalk marks left on the gate undoubtedly identify her as the culprit that blasted it open.

Holding the short knife that had never had a chance to return to Grostide, Curt stepped lightly on the heavy stone paved walkway, while the eldest sister followed him half a step behind, and the mechanic in her hand had been adjusted to a state ready to strike. There was no need to talk, and the two had a tacit understanding into the realm of dusk.

There is nothing in the sky that represents the "sun", and the sun is gradually setting in the west from a normal angle, and all that can be seen is the inferior dusk, dusk, and dusk. The colors in this space seem to be deliberately created to cater to the theme of "sunset", which is full of a sense of disobedience.

Not only the canopy spread over the head, but also the details other than the main body of the monastery are full of a sense of disobedience. Drops of foreign matter are slowly spilling out of the corners, albeit slowly, but bit by bit, eroding the whole of the dusk-colored space, making it feel like it is about to disintegrate at any moment.

The space inside the hood is quite calm, except for the constant ringing of bells. The sound of the bell seemed to be heard only in the twilight of the earth, but it was only two or three steps away from the circle that it became so clear that it was difficult to equate it with the chime that had only been slightly noticed.

If you just look at the surroundings, the field seems to have really fallen into twilight, but the rough orange of the canopy spoils this impression. If this is a man's painting, then this sky is definitely the biggest failure, and anyone who sees this hypocritical canopy will be filled with disgust.

That inferior twilight is like the work of a painter with crude techniques. He smeared the mixed paint on the canvas in a mess, just to express the concept of "dusk", the colors were monotonously piled up, and there was no sense of light that normal dusk should have.

"It's really a tyrannical thing, and such a good building has been vulgarized by unnecessary decoration. ”

Curt spoke highly of the abbey, and the beautiful decorations everywhere made him regret and wonder at the same time: "But why would such a good abbey be abandoned? ”

Although Wigginas is a minority religion among the Catrices, all the followers together are only tens of thousands at most. A monastery of this rank should be the highest religious site of the Vikingians in the vicinity of Catrice, and how could those believers and monks give it up lightly.

"I don't know if I was involved in an incident or something else. Replied casually, the eldest sister vigilantly searched the neighborhood to make sure there were any hidden enemies around, "I was still a little ghost at the time, how can I remember this kind of thing." ”

"That was a long time ago, and many people may not remember it. After speaking, the eldest sister added, "If you are interested, go to the library and look through the newspapers of the time, it is not a trivial matter to abandon a village, and there will definitely be reports in the newspapers." ”

Not long ago, the main hall where Liqi and the three of them were connected to Guò was also painted with the same sunset at this time, and even those aliens who wandered in the shadows were also treated the same way. These twisted alien monsters silently appeared around the two of them and tried to attack, but they were always easily destroyed.

The side door leading to the central courtyard is blocked by something, and there is no way to get to guò without destroying the gate. After all, this is the private property of the academy, and Curt is unwilling to destroy such an excellent building, so the two of them have to break through the alien weight to the corridor leading to the side hall.

"It's such a strange feeling, how to put it...... Hit the air?" Walking in the closed monastery, except for the footsteps of the two of them, only the continuous sound of bells remained, Curt looked at the dissipating alien with a subtle expression, "What are these things? Even if they are knocked down, they will not feel real......

The short knife in his hand disintegrated one strange-shaped enemy after another into pieces, and the bullet of the eldest sister's head also accurately hit several enemies who suddenly appeared. But none of these enemies left a wreckage, and each alien would turn into a puff of smoke and dust into the air after it was completely inactive.

None of the Xenomorphs that appear in the monastery are enemies suitable as "enemies". They appear silently near Curt or Big Sister's head, trying to sneak up on them with weapons attached to their limbs. When they are knocked down, they disappear as silently as they appeared.

Coming and going without a trace, one can't help but wonder what is fighting with them, like the demons in old fairy tales that only appear at dusk. Even if their bodies are destroyed, they will only be able to retreat into the darkness and continue to watch in the dark corners.

The enemies seemed endless, and the feeling was especially evident as they advanced through this corridor leading to the side nave. Before they could take a few steps, an enemy would suddenly attack them from out of nowhere. In this corridor, which was less than a hundred paces, the two men had already destroyed a dozen enemies, to say the least.

The aliens are like hungry wolves, frantically attacking the enemy. (To be continued......)

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