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There was silence.

Torrential rain as thick as a wall of water hit the street leading to the central square, and the splashes of water rose and layers of clouds and mist unconsciously soaked the corners of passers-by's clothes. From time to time, there was a low thunderclap from the distant mountains, and a serpentine blue-white electric light lit up the dark sky.

The central square is almost three blocks from Leinster's house, and it is located in a busy street near the main road, except for the civilian area near the house. But tonight seems to be a little different, this busy street has swept away the hustle and bustle of the past, and there is only a trace of Lizzie and Curt on the empty street.

All the shops on the street were closed, and even the lights on the tall buildings on both sides of the street were mostly extinguished. Once known as the "City That Never Sleeps", Catrice now seems to be asleep, with boundless silence hanging over the streets, with only the streetlights on both sides providing some light.

When the bustle receded from the streets, the city also revealed a rare tranquility. Curt had never seen such a quiet neighborhood, and there was no trace of the special workers who used to run around the streets and the "successful people" who indulged in a life of drunkenness.

"It's incredible, if this road could be so quiet every day, I think Grostide would have lost more than half of their workload? Walking down the streets that were too quiet, Curt still had a joking mind, "But if it had always been like this." Rebecca's business may be affected. ”

Those who disturbed the peace were silenced by this spell, and the unprecedented calm actually chose this method to befall Catlis. Whether it's a Slotan gang or an organization built by other outsiders. These guys don't seem to have much opportunity to fight each other on street corners.

But the women who used their glamorous outfits to attract guests are also gone, let alone Rebecca. Even those who don't know it well are nowhere to be found. They used to be everywhere on street corners, as if they were also affected by this recession, and they left the neighborhood near the central square.

Rebecca...... Ah, you're talking about the prostitute who lives in the mixed house run by your colleague's house, don't talk about that kind of 'business', you think about it—how can even those unfashionable thugs go home honestly and not be affected by this spell?"

Lizzie took Curt's ridicule with great blandness, but she seemed to lack the sense of humor she deserved, as if she were stating the simplest of numbers. It seems that she is only thinking in the most "practical" way, and no matter what the identity of the other person is, it will not affect her thinking pattern.

Apparently Lizzie didn't care what happened to Rebecca, and finished talking. She casually threw a prismatic crystal into the air that reflected purple light. As if it had not been affected by a trace of gravity, the strange crystal slowly climbed upwards and flew directly to the top that ordinary people's eyes could not reach.

The magic that was coiled around it suddenly exploded like a cloud, and it collapsed in all directions. The manipulating manific was careful not to let Lizzie capture his magic in any way - apparently he was afraid that Lizzie would be able to contain his spells from a distance.

However, the amount of magic around him alone was enough to dazzle Curt, who was not good at observing the magic of nature. He had never seen such a dense concentration of refined mana, and the caster didn't seem to be afraid that his mana would escape in large quantities because it was difficult to condense, but just threw them into the spell.

"That's right. After the thugs and drunks running around the street are gone, the street is like a ghost town...... It's hard to get uplifted. Curt glanced at the calm street around him, somewhat reminiscing about the past bustle of the street, "I don't know what the other party thinks." ”

The whole city was "pacified" by this spell. However, there was no "normal" reaction from the citizens who were accused. They just went on with their lives, making the street quieter than ever—but Curt didn't think that was what the other was for.

The crystals thrown by Liqi slammed into the massive spell structure under her control, embedding a strange array in the complex giant Rubik's Cube. Little by little, they unfolded. In the opponent's spell, he forcibly eroded an area belonging to Liqi.

Slowly and steadily, Liqi's soft pale magic seeped into the Rubik's cube bit by bit. She didn't rush to put a lot of magic into it. However, their tiny numbers are too small to attract the attention of the magicians, unconsciously. The part that was encroached upon by Lizzie already covered most of the surrounding area.

"Hmph, it seems that I underestimated him - I didn't expect this spell to be quite complicated. ”

Liqi snorted coldly, and then restrained the output of her mana even more: "It seems that it can only end here, if I further expand the area I control, then the other party will probably notice my actions - pheasants will also peck at the eyes of hunters when they are in a hurry, and it is not good to rush them." ”

With a slight wave of her hand, the magic that was still seeping into her surroundings restrained her movements. The pale magic was disguised as the original operating structure of the other party, but the magic that poured into it did not form the original spell, but was filled by Lizzie, turning them into her own power.

The closer you get to the central square, the more noticeable this unnatural silence becomes. It's not yet time to reach the two-day turnover, but the bars with all-night signs have closed their heavy doors, and the people who wander the streets are nowhere to be found.

Despite the silence, the vitality of the quiet streets has not diminished - rather, the regular and healthy lifestyle has made the residents more vigorous. If it weren't for the strange spell of this phenomenon, Curt might have chosen to leave them alone.

However, the magic in the air around them had clearly grown stronger as they advanced, and it was clear that the two of them had approached the center of their structure. Although these magic powers are still deliberately avoiding the existence of the two of them, they are still unscrupulously active in every part of the street.

These uneroded spells are slightly different from those on the periphery, and in their constant turning, the huge spells also have different forms of acquisition. In the silence, there seemed to be a hint of restlessness lurking in the darkness, peeking at the two people in the process.

It's the breath of a living creature, and it's full of a stinging sensation that makes you feel threatened. Anyone with a little experience can see that these living creatures are malicious towards the existence of the two, they are not only watching the two, but also looking for the moment when the two of them show their flaws and wait for the mobile attack.

"That's right, it's not good to push the other party into a hurry......"

Suddenly stopped, Curt put his hand on the long knife pinned to his waist: "But looking at this atmosphere, there is still a lot of murderous intent hidden in the so-called silence - it seems that the other party has noticed that we are moving towards our position, and is reluctant to let us get closer."

Keng――

The cold light flashed, and the long knife that was still at his waist a moment ago was already held in his hands by Curt in both hands, and he pointed diagonally forward to a corner where the breath of living creatures was hidden. A dull blue color appeared on the blade, indicating that he had infused his magic into the inside of the blade, waiting to tear through the flesh of the other party.

Perhaps because they were aware of the existence and thought that there was no point in continuing to hide, the "living creatures" hidden in the darkness lifted their concealment one after another and slowly walked out of the dark street corner. Suddenly, the silent street was surrounded by a series of people dressed in various costumes.

Bang ......

With scattered steps, a crowd of people armed with various weapons trampled on the wet streets. They didn't have any rain gear equipped, and they didn't care about the rain that fell on them - maybe they didn't have the slightest fighting spirit, at least they didn't see the spark of will in their empty eyes.

"Oops, I'm afraid I should have expected that...... Those despicable villains always like to use such indiscriminate methods. Shaking his head, Curt chuckled contemptuously, "But there's no way it can turn out like this, right?" ”

The murderous aura like a sword suddenly subsided.

The moment he saw the figure of the attacker, Curt's momentum slowly converged, and the long knife in front of him also changed from a menacing attack posture to a defense-centered structure, which was vertically set up in front of him by him, pointing at the opponents who were slowly approaching him.

"What's the solution? If it were me, I'd use this kind of cheap and innocent men. Lizzie snickered, and a few coin-sized Rubik's Cubes suddenly appeared in front of her, "There's no doubt that they were accused by those guys, and it has nothing to do with the intention of doing this kind of thing." ”

She looked lazily ahead, and the Rubik's Cubes lined up in front of her had found their own targets—all she needed to do was give her an order, and the spells that were ready to erupt and hit their locked targets. It seems that she has already controlled the power of the spell, at least not to tear her opponent to shreds.

Among the attackers, there are thugs who run rampant on the streets, mercenaries who work in mercenary management offices, and even sorcerers who work in staffing agencies...... They do have more power than ordinary people, but I am afraid that they will not be seen united on weekdays.

"Ho...... What should I say?"

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Curt bowed his waist slightly, concentrating his strength on his legs: "I will try my best to solve the problem with my fists and the back of the knife, and it is better for you to control some strength appropriately." The rest ...... Let's hope these fools will show mercy to our men as well. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he rushed to his opponents who were in close formation. (My novel "Funeral Poems" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 1oo% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued!)

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