Bandera City, a city of grandeur and history, is surrounded by frozen land and snow-capped mountains.

Whether in the morning or in the afternoon, there is only the thin light of the snowy area, covering the cold and hard dark gray stone with a faint silver-white color, and the ruggedness and scratches are all traces of time, and the story of the holy war that has lasted to this day seems to be awakened, and it begins to whisper in the wind.

“……”

Ranch and Sid heard drums and orchestral war songs growing in their ears as they crossed the barrier of Bandera City.

The city was heavily guarded, and after checking the identities of Ranch and West Germany, the silent Imperial officers allowed them into Bandera.

When the two walked out of the hanging corridor of the city pass.

Step into the upper echelons of the city-state.

The guards and officers behind them all seemed to be staring at them directly.

"Are there any anomalies with these Imperial troops?"

Ranch looked at the towering towers of Bandera City in the distance and asked Sid beside him softly.

The appearance of the city-state was strongly influenced by the architectural style of Guherrom, with soaring spires, fine stained glass and intricate stonework everywhere, and the walls were sturdy and heavy, with towers or turrets at intervals.

The streets are wide and winding, and the buildings on both sides are built high, as if competing for limited sunlight.

"Nope."

West Germany was flat.

Still, she did sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the city-state.

The two walked along the road for a long time, but have not yet seen any residents.

However, they were located in the upper echelons of the city-state, and if you look closely to the side of the street, you will see that the road is actually a wide suspension bridge, and you can see the lower level of the city-state from the side.

Snowflakes from the sky drifted down in the wind, passing through the suspension bridge until they drifted for a long time before falling into the lower level of Bandera City.

Standing on the upper floor, looking at the lower floor, which has a height difference of sixty or seventy meters, like a cloud overlooking the earth, you can finally see a small market and shops, where residents walk by from time to time, from food to magic guides.

Ranchi wears a pendant that is not a gemstone, but a small magic guide that records what he sees.

The principle is similar to that of the Southern Continent's Shadow World Recording Program, except that this magic guide has a higher encryption performance, which will not only save images, but also record the details of the surrounding environment and magic fluctuations.

"We might have to go down to the lower level and have a look."

On the dark gray streets of stone, Ranch could only see heavily armored Imperial patrols and robed clergy of the Silent Branch, who seemed to have no problem, or rather, no problem in them.

If something happens to the city-state, the best evidence is likely to be in the inhabitants.

The path to the lower level may require some distance into the castle to see the stairs, and jumping straight down requires a lot of physical fitness or flying magic.

However.

Before Ranch could realize the subtle changes around him, a slender and powerful hand tightly locked his upper arm, the tremendous force that could easily crush his bones, and Sigrid still controlled the force very delicately, without hurting him.

Ranchi tried to speak, but his words were instantly swallowed up by a powerful cold current, and the oppression from the air convinced him that he had been taken to the sky by Sigrid once again.

Only this time, the target is not the depths of the city-state, as Ranch said.

Rather, West Germany went out of the city-state on its own initiative.

Ranch was surprised, but did not question West Germany's judgment.

"There are no living people left in this city-state except for the Priest of Silence."

The cold warning voice of West Germany floated in his ears.

Even the Imperial Army at the previous pass was probably disguised by the elite of the Silent Branch.

“……！”

High in the sky, Lan Qi's emerald green eyes finally gradually saw the whole picture of this Bandera city in the clouds.

Only the entrance to the area where they were still peaceful, and the depths of the city-state were already shrouded in an ominous darkness.

Everything in the center of the city-state blocked by the illusion was cloudy, but even if you didn't have to look at it, you could feel that it was like an eclipse of corpses and undead everywhere.

The crumbling buildings under the black fog were littered with withered stumps and severed arms, the corpses of old people, women, and children, their corpses piled together, and the entire border city had been reduced to a feast of death after sacrifice, and under the pale sunlight, a suffocating sense of absurdity and psychedelia enveloped the entire city of Bandera.

Time seemed to be stretched, the wind became more harsh, and Lanch's vision was blurred by the cold wind, only Sid's hand still grasped him tightly, leading him towards the border of the city-state.

Ranch didn't say much, didn't need to communicate, and knew that he had to hurry up.

Even if it has not yet penetrated into the heart of the city-state's mutation to obtain decisive evidence.

However, this is a change in the northern border confirmed by the Catholic Church herself, once she informs the upper echelons of the empire, coupled with the high probability of the disappearance of Major General Van Leikou, the imperial capital will inevitably cause violent turmoil.

And this sin that has been forged in the north cannot be buried, but will be excavated.

Just as Lan Qi thought this, his eyes were immediately shrouded in a distorted transparent barrier!

Sigrid suddenly slowed down and stopped in mid-air.

She glanced warily to the sideways of her eyes, catching a glimpse of the figure behind the two of them suddenly at some point.

"How's that, you two, what do you think of this view?"

A smiling voice surrounded the city-state.

Ranch followed the dissonance and looked behind him.

The dark clouds of lead gray in the sky swirled, and the city of Bandera was immersed in a dead silence, and from time to time thunder surged among the winter clouds, reflecting the huge buildings in the clouds.

Standing in the stands at the top of the towering minaret buildings of Bandera City, a tall man in a dark gray coat was watching them.

His skin was as pale as snow, and there was not a trace of blood.

Except for the suffocating magic that emanated from his body, when he sealed the space around the two of them, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to stop at this moment, and the surrounding area exuded a deep light, becoming thousands of pitch-black stars dancing in it, like a living body of magical energy that did not exist in space but could directly hit the eyes and hit the mind.

If an ordinary person who is not strong enough to face this halo that hits the soul for the first time, he may feel an indescribable connection with this world, and experience a long journey beyond body and time in an instant.

In the end, he was completely stunned, fell to his knees and even burst into tears.

The swirling text does not belong to any known era, and its meaning will only be known to those who have seen the ruins of the gods.

This is exactly the majesty that only emits when the blessings of the [Primordial Slate] are generated.

And this tablet, which can be blessed with sealing magic, has already explained the identity of its owner.

As if sensing Lanchi's gaze, the man turned to look at Lanchi.

Those dark gray eyes are like an abyss, which can make people indulge in them, and the soul is gradually lost.

Asquesang looked at the two of them with a smile.

When he stood there, the invisible terror emanating from his body only reminded the living of humility and helplessness, and when he moved, all the sense of stability would collapse because of him.

There are four chapters today, and three more chapters to follow

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