The obvious mutation, the rising sun was as blood-red as the setting sun, and the scarlet light spread out, dyeing the city of Catrice and the surrounding mountains with a strange color.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the room, you can see the wall of light erected near the central plaza in the distance and the river of blood across the ground. All the battles that had taken place had taken place in her field of vision, but here she had no way to reach out to Curt and Grostide.

"Slow, where the hell did that guy go?"

Tilting her head and gulping down the drink on the coffee table at hand, Lizzie muttered unhappily. She had been sitting alone in the room, known as the "Reception Room," for more than half an hour, and if it weren't for the locks, she would have felt as if she was under house arrest.

Maybe that's because Lizzie showed them the seal of Dean François in front of them, making them think that she was a force to be reckoned with. I thought that reporting Curt's name would have some effect, but I didn't expect the response of the civil servant in charge of contact to greatly exceed her expectations.

Upon hearing the name "Curt Leonst", a strange smile immediately appeared on the fat and short middle-aged man's face, and he even said something like "that's you". The smile looked rather eerie, so much so that Lizzie looked at him with a wary look.

"Ah, please don't get me wrong. ”

"I have heard many rumours about Brother Ling, Mr. Curt Leenst," he said, puffing on his cigarette, and that he is now operating under the command of Dean François. Ah, but I'm sorry. There's not much time for those people up there right now. ”

He wore a simple pair of thin-rimmed glasses, the metal frames of which were almost digging into the flesh of his face. There weren't a few hairs on his head. It also exudes an oily glow under the illumination of the street lamp, and at first glance it is full of a strong middle-aged atmosphere.

It's a sight that passers-by can't help frowning at the sight of it. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing the uniform of the town hall, I'm afraid most people would have judged him to be a somewhat strange uncle from his appearance. He stood by the gate of the town hall and smiled strangely, even revealing a strange sense of madness.

The expression on the civil servant's face looked strange, and his smile made Liqi, who had been nervous, feel inexplicably stressed. But it is true, as he said, there are not many people in the town hall right now - the bureaucrats are said to be discussing what to do in the conference room at the very top.

"If you'd like, please take a break here for now. So the Humpty Dumpty inclusion brought Lizzie to the reception room to wait, "but I think they're going to have a lot of time to figure things out, and in fact, there's a lot of things they need to deal with in the city right now." ”

Almost an hour passed after that. From time to time, the civil servant, with a strange smile on his face, would come to the reception room to take a look and help Lizzie prepare some drinks. But every time he came, the smile on his face narrowed a little, and even his attitude became a little strange.

In the beginning, it was still -

"I think they should be able to end the meeting soon"

And then it became—

"I'm sorry, it looks like the meeting is going to go on a little longer. ”

And then it all became-

"I'm sorry to have to wait so long for you to come on behalf of Dean François, you can rest on the bed over there, if you don't mind. ”

These were the words that made Lizzie almost tired of hearing them, but the situation did not change in the slightest. Except for him, Lizzie didn't see a few civil servants who were idle. Everyone was either fighting Wen Jiàn in the office, or rushing through the hallway with a bunch of things.

"yes, I don't think you're too lazy to listen to my nagging. ”

Finally, when it came time to remember if it was the seventh or eighth time I came to visit Lizzie. He finally said in frustration, "You should have seen that their meeting has been extended almost indefinitely. Now there are reports of battle coming from all over the city, and we don't have much of an advantage. ”

Boom - Heavy shelling was heard in the distance, the sound of small-caliber guns mounted on armored vehicles firing. The glass windows trembled. If it was just one shot, it wouldn't have caused such a noticeable vibration. However, the shock waves of the fighting throughout the city are intertwined, and it is almost impossible to mistake it for an earthquake.

Just when the man wanted to get closer to the window and see how the battle went. A fist-sized sphere flew around him, and he ran out of the reception room with a changed face.

-- and he hasn't come back yet.

It is as if a crimson film covers the area around Catrice, cutting off the interior space from the outer qiē. In the scarlet glow that almost scorched the retina, there was a huge amount of magic hidden that soaked the space like a tidal wave.

The line between morning and dusk was reversed, and the eerie color reminded her of the "hood" of the Rubik's Cube that once shrouded the Abbey of Wigginas. In that wonderful twilight space, the magic of the magician created many strange beings that were contrary to common sense.

If there is a difference between the two, I am afraid that the blood red color that floods this space, if it is all real blood, how many lives of living beings will be needed to squeeze such a large amount of blood? Sain Democlus used the Eye of Truth to attack the Slots, but the number of victims found so far was far from enough to support the demand for this spell.

Of course, the aliens that were dealt with by Curt and the others contained crystals made by the concentrated "Chaos Bloodline", and after being killed, they converged in the deep black river of blood. Not only the liquid, but the tumbling darkness also evaporated into the air, and permeated the magic everywhere.

Lizzie remembered what Abbot François had said earlier, after he had crushed the crystals that Lizzie had collected: "As a sorcerer, I think you all know the existence of this hypothesis - the source of all life, the origin of all life, and even things. Some people call it the fountain of life, others call it chaos, giving birth to a sea of chaos that will eventually swallow a qiē. ”

In the ancient world, when human beings had not yet produced civilization, there were many primitive species. They have more power than all living beings now, and both physically and magically have many alien traits under the influence of "chaos" from the roots.

Although their existence is now gone, and only a few clues are hidden in the ancient texts of the side door, the large number of the few species that live in the Dark Continent - such as the Lamian snake species and Gulnius - are evidence of the existence of these chaotic blood species.

Until now, some naturalists believe that many of the strange-shaped monsters found today are descendants of species that contain demonic blood. When a beast is affected by the power of chaos, it will have incomprehensible powers, becoming a being that is closer to a "monster".

"The so-called 'Chaos Blood' in the mouth of Sain Democra is, I guess, something like this. As Dean François said this, Lizzie noticed that his gaze was focused on herself, "If it is true that all life comes from the same origin, then it only takes a large number of the same bloodlines to be extracted in reverse, and something close to 'Chaos' can be proposed from their blood." ”

According to some religious texts, in the age of mythology, there were still many alien races in this world. People have given them various names based on their characteristics, such as "snake", "wolf", and "crow", among others. They have the power of chaos in them, so they can cross the boundaries between living beings, change their own structure and awaken the forces that lie dormant in their veins.

But over time, their bloodlines gradually merged with the human race, and they gradually lost the power to change themselves. Nowadays, there are extremely few beings who can use these powers, and the vast majority of them are demons who have gathered outside the Western Sea.

In other words, it can also be said that the demons are the most obvious part of the human race that is affected by the "Chaos Bloodline". However, if you just want to extract some kind of power hidden in the life force, then you don't need to target the demons, you only need to concentrate a group.

Thus Sein Democlera set his sights on the Slots, and although it was not known what the criteria for his selection were, it was an indisputable fact that he succeeded in proposing the source of strength from his blood. Using this thing, he succeeded in mastering magical powers far beyond the limits of what humans could possess.

Theoretically, this is an act that can be done by simply purifying the blood source and allowing "something" hidden in it to settle down. Although the methods are different, Lizzie has indeed seen a number of madmen trying to study in this direction - such as a bloodline that has a crazy blood that unites close relatives.

It's time to put an end to these things—Lizzie suddenly felt a wave of dazzle, and memories that belonged to Curt flooded into her mind. In an instant, she was almost out of breath, and her nails were almost sinking into the flesh in the clenched fists.

After a while, she looked up at the side as she sat down, and at some point, several spheres with soft light floated next to her, fluttering up and down in the air. These were the magicians summoned by the magician, who surrounded Lizzie as if they were watching her.

Apparently, she had come on behalf of Dean Cruise François to attract the attention of too many sorcerers belonging to other factions. These tiny messengers were the bait sent by the restless creatures to test her to see if she could discern their existence.

Lizzie couldn't help but smile wryly. What a group of people who have a lot of leisure, things have come to this point, and they are still in the mood to try Dean François. But since they're idle -- it may also mean that some of the big names above have come to an end.

Lizzie had already felt some kind of strange magic in the afterglow of the river of blood, as if something was really about to hatch from the darkness on the other side of the wall of light. (To be continued......)