"Here ......"

As soon as he entered the spatial rift, Wayne noticed something different from the previous use of teleportation spells.

——In the empty alien space, there is an endless deep and dark place, full of shocking and distorted space storms that silently and silently sweep by.

Unlike the distortion of teleportation spells, the space here is more disordered but extremely stable.

However, the moment he entered here, Wayne found that the spatial storm around him could not hurt him.

Even if he didn't hold up the spell shield like Salvatore Legend, the distortions and concussive fluctuations caused by the spatial storm bypassed or dissipated directly before they touched his body, as if he were the master of this space.

But only Wayne knew that this was because of the effect of the "Space Wandering" spell - in another dimension, he was protected by the "World Clothes".

"Seeing your appearance, I am a little more sure about this trip to the Spiritual Secret School."

Waclaf stood firmly above the space storm, but unlike Wayne, he carried the damage purely with his powerful body, and the twisted, concussed, and cutting forces could not even tear through his robes.

"Magical little one, magical Great Prophet of the Sea Raven Clan." The same is true of Vlosa, who couldn't help but admire the magical scene on Wayne.

"I'm a legend who's inferior in comparison." Salvatore sighed helplessly.

Wayne laughed, "Luck......

"It's not a matter of luck that can be explained," Verosa said with a smile as she glanced at Salvatore, "You don't know much about the Alternate Dimension, and you don't know much about the dangers here. ”

"This is the inner layer of the 'World Clothes', which is not as chaotic and weird as the outer layer, and is relatively stable."

"However, if someone with less luck encounters a violent space storm, even the legend will die."

Speaking of this, Velosa looked at Wayne and winked: "Think about it, even this guy Saray has to be cautious, you should know how amazing your abilities are." ”

Is that so?

Wayne knew this, and couldn't help but sigh at the strength of Oranel, the god of death, just fused with his origin rune, and the space wandering spell was added to the protection of the "World Clothes......

I don't know what the god will be like once he awakens.

While the few people were talking, Wakaclav had already judged the direction he was going to go, and two dim lights were projected on his sunglasses, and he said, "Let's go, hurry to the place where the Spirit Tower is located as soon as possible." ”

"Well, at least it will take more than a day, so I hope our luck is a little better." Vilosa chimed in.

Immediately afterward, the four of them headed in the direction of Waklaw's light.

Wayne followed the middle of the group, observing the space around him.

This kind of experience can only be said to be very novel - walking in a different space, not walking, but flying.

There is no feeling of touching the ground under your feet, and there is no feeling of weightlessness on your body, and you can freely control the direction of progress when your mind moves.

And here, unlike the outside world, there is a strict sense of road or direction.

In many cases, the route chosen by Wakraf is from a very strange angle.

At least from his point of view, they definitely don't go straight ahead, sometimes downward, sometimes upward, and even turn around......

Although Wayne couldn't figure out the basis of Wakaclaugh's judgment now, he could feel that he was getting farther and farther away from the Eye of Space mark that had been left on Alexei Island.

In just ten minutes, they had traveled a distance of well over 2,000 kilometers......

……

Early in the morning, Mitra went to Wayne's room as usual, and while cleaning, he wanted to see if his master had returned.

But as soon as she entered the room, she saw the parchment on the desk, scribbled with a short sentence in Aldous: "Leave for a while, it's business as usual—Wayne Love." ”

Mitra looked at the handwriting on the parchment, over and over again.

The ink has just dried, and it shouldn't be too long before the owner leaves.

And such a scribble shows that you are in a hurry......

"As you wish......"

……

……

In an unknown space, on a huge continent, it is clearly divided into black and white.

In the black area, there is no sunlight, and it is dark all day long, and even the city-states of the Earth Mountains are black.

In the white area, the sun shines and there is never night.

Countless people with weapons in hand and wearing armor are constantly fighting in black and white, as if there is no end.

The living are forever charged, with hideous faces and fierce and bloodthirsty eyes, and they only know how to frantically slash and attack the enemy in front of them.

And the moment the dead person lay down, his body began to blur, like a phantom, slowly disappearing.

In the next second, he will be resurrected in the altar behind him and step back into the battlefield.

"Kill—"

"Let the world be bright again!"

"Night, Eternity!"

The fierce battle, accompanied by noisy sounds, gradually condensed into two Gonzalez words - kill!

And on the edge of the battlefield, high in the sky, on a huge throne formed by clouds, a figure sat on it, overlooking the world below.

His eyes are like the stars, and like the sun and the moon, and his will hangs in the sky.

McAllister muttered to himself, occasionally letting out a few somber laughs, as if mocking the movements of the reptiles below.

"How can a country of killing be without killing!"

"If this is the real world, then their deaths will be full of resentment and blood, but here is a time gap between the 'real and the unreal'."

"Kill, kill more......"

At that moment, a slender female angel wearing divine armor appeared at his side, with three pairs of white wings on her back, gently tucked and attached to her back.

"Great being, your servant has something to tell you."

"Say."

"In the real world, demigods haunt you, do you want to stop collecting 'Gamendia's Dreams'?"

McAllister looked at him with eyes like the sun and the moon and asked, "Which one?" ”

"Not one, but two demigods, the chief wizards of the ghosts and the blood spirits."

"Wizard ......"

The corners of McAllister's mouth were slightly hooked, he already knew who it was, and his eyes looked at the killing below even more inexplicably, "Wakargh, speaking of which, I would like to thank him for banishing this world......"

Hearing His voice, the angel was tall and half-kneeling on his side, his head bowed, without any expression.

"Tell the poor worms that 'Gamendia's dreams' cannot be stopped, but rather accelerated. Rosalia, let's go and bring back all the 'Gamendia's Dreams' that have been recovered. ”

"Yes, great beings."

After the angel left, McAllister's eyes changed, and a crystal light appeared from the depths of his eyes, as if he had seen something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Time and fate are all mine!"

……

At this time, deep in the area on the daylight side, in the city-state, the dark-outed church is hidden in the surrounding tall buildings.

In front of the church is a black stone pavement carved with circular marks and a pattern so intricate that it resembles twisted tentacles.

I saw that on this stone road, which was only 300 meters long and wide, there were thousands of people wearing black robes and veils on their faces.

Their eyes were also pitch black, and there was not a trace of color in them, but some of their exposed faces could be seen shaking, as if they were trying to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

And in front of them, Claire was dressed in a gorgeous black dress, wearing a crown, her fair face was full of solemnity, and she slowly spoke:

“…… Praise the night, embrace the night, the night is eternal! ”

"You are all the people of the night, and you deserve the glory of the night!"

"Go, go take it and take back what belongs to the night—"

Rumble.

As soon as the words fell, everyone raised their left hands in front of them neatly, lowered their heads, and silently recited: "Praise the ...... of the night"

A minute later, they turned and walked out, in the direction of the darkness that confronted the day.

Claire looked at their backs, her expression unchanged, but her eyes seemed to glance inadvertently in the direction of the sky.

That's where McAllister is.

"That's what you want to see, McAllister......"

Claire thought to herself, let's see who is the ultimate victor in this world.

With that in mind, she turned and entered the church, through the quiet, bright hall, through a long corridor, and into the innermost room, which was unmarked.

Squeak.

As Claire pushed the door shut, the room turned from light to dark.

In the simple empty room, only a wooden sculpture stood in the center—it was a woman with an indistinct face, a black robe with a star motif.

"Night, praise ......"

Claire leaned bewitchingly under the statue, her consciousness connected to the statue, and she quietly felt all the believers who believed in the dark night.

In that sporadic feedback, there were only a few dozen believers in a small area far away who had embarked on the path of the Night Faith.

It's just that Claire can sense the presence of those believers, but she can't convey her environment and oracles.

"The guards are progressing pretty fast......"

She took a closer look and calculated the time, it should be another two months, and she will be able to get in touch with it.

When the time comes......

Wayne, don't be scared~

……

……

At the same time, in the western part of the Eastern Continent, the imperial capital of the Châtland Kingdom, the city-state of Crand.

As the bells of the cathedral of Ark Oba in the city-state rang and the sun slowly climbed, the iron gate under the huge high wall was slowly pulled up by a sling.

Outside the city-state, Lacey mingled with the crowd and entered the long-future city-state of Crand.

It's just that the clothes on her body are very different from the poor people from nearby towns and villages, the sky-blue secret division uniform, the standard musket hanging from her waist, and her clean and upright posture all make the people around her look sideways.

The guards of the Crand, who stood under the gates, recorded their information on paper while detecting each person who entered with special instruments.

"Name, ma'am."

"Lacey Janices Montoya." Lacey reined in her fiery temper and replied with a calm face.

"Identity?"

"Head of the Logistics Department of the Secretarial Dispatch Department of the Castel City-State."

"The purpose of coming to Crand?"

"Perform your duties, and study by the way."

The guards meticulously recorded her answers, and did not treat her as privileged.

"Please keep this identity tag, once lost, please go to the city-state council to reissue it, the fee is 1 gold pound."

"At the same time, please be sure to comply with the rules and regulations of Kland......"

Lacey listened quietly to his admonition, at least she thought, and said, "Thank you very much." ”

As she spoke, she stepped through the wall and into the interior of Crane.

Compared to the frontier of the city-state of Caster, as the capital of the Kingdom of Shatlán, Crane is far superior in every way.

Whether it is the quality and strength of the guards, or the heritage of the city-state, even the air is sweet and fragrant, without a trace of the stench emitted by the distortion.

—even though she had just seen several guards carrying the corpses of the mutants.

"Minister."

Ariana waited inside the high wall, and when she saw her figure, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "You really should have come with us to the airship directly to Crane." ”

"How?" After seeing the acquaintance, Lai Xi's temper that had calmed down suddenly rose, and he frowned: "You have already been promoted to minister?" ”

"......No," Ariana sneered, "It's not that I'm worried about your safety, after all, Crane is not like Custer, it's much more dangerous here." ”

"What you did, are you done?"

"I've already registered with the secret department here, but the person in charge over there said that I still need your presence to ......."

Lacey frowned, "Lead the way." ”

"Please follow me."

The two walked one after the other, on the spacious stone path.

"Do you have any intention of summoning us this time?"

"Not yet, but I asked a younger brother of the family to ask, the situation in the Crane City-State is not good recently."

"Oh?" Lacey raised her eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what's wrong?" ”

Ariana looked around before she cautiously said, "Just like our Kast city-state before, I heard that the noble council here is making trouble with the council. Maybe there is a shadow of the Glory Society behind it. ”

"Glory will ......"

At the mention of the name, Lacey was furious.

If it weren't for them, the city-state of Custer wouldn't have happened to that, and the head of Ales, as well as the previous one, would have been better off than they are now, not ......

"By the way, any news from Wayne?"

"How do you know?" Arianna looked at her suspiciously: "I was about to say that the newspapers on the street have gone crazy in the past two days. ”

"Now Investigator Wayne is no longer an 'aberration wizard', but a 'Calamity wizard', and at the same time he has become the owner of Alexei Island......"

"What about newspapers? Let me see. ”

The reason why he thought of Wayne, Lacey didn't know why.

It must have been a while since she heard Wayne's commotion.

"Demigod, chief wizard of the Wraith School...... That's amazing......"

(End of chapter)