With clear clues, follow-up is naturally much more convenient.

Ahead, Savat walked out of the theater with Haruka and followed the steps to the door of an inconspicuous waterside theater in the Blue Zone.

Lindsay and Fimbull did not catch up directly.

And follow far behind, keeping a distance to pay attention to the two.

At this moment.

The day has passed, and the temperature in the maritime city has plummeted.

But in the southern district, countless theaters are brightly lit, and the streets are bustling with people, and from time to time you can see performers wrapped in cotton clothes.

Lindsay: They followed Savat outside the theater.

But as soon as you walk inside, you will find that this place is golden and jade, and it is ruined.

Outside, it looks like a little theater with warm décor.

The interior has been completely ruined, the building is dirty, and the interior has been demolished.

Around the center of the open-air stage, surrounded by a circle of Colosseum-like auditoriums, this was the place where the actors moved.

However, at this moment, the place where the materials were stored and the actors were prepared for makeup has been transformed into dormitories.

There are even makeshift shacks erected on the center stage and in the auditorium. Whether it's underwear, coats, or actors' costumes, they hang messily here.

To say that the people here are in a poor situation.

There are also a lot of valuable things to be seen, such as those gorgeous costumes.

But the messy and filthy scenes in reality really don't deserve such a statement.

"Wait!"

"Something is wrong with the air here!"

After only two steps, Lindsay stopped.

He looked at his stats panel, and there was already a faint psychedelic buff on the status bar.

Lindsey immediately cleared the effect with essentia and recognized the origin of the thing:

"The air here has the remnants of the Dream Elixir!"

Wala Vara also nodded solemnly:

"This is the case with those who are willing to fall, and this is their destiny......"

Whoa—

Under a piece of rotten cloth next to him, a man suddenly crawled out.

He smirked and said to Valawala:

"Miss, what do you know?"

"In reality, how to prove that it is not unreal."

"On the contrary, in the psychedelia, only the spirit that belongs to oneself is the self that can be traced. Those glamorous guys on the stage will never reach such a deep world! ”

"Ugh! Woo-woo-woo...... "The man on the ground let out a mournful cry.

Mr. Femble, who was next to him, glanced at the other party.

The essentia of this seven-stage actor, with only a trace of breath, made the other party fall into complete fear.

He even fainted on the spot.

Fimbull frowned and looked at Valawala, then at the blue robe beside him:

"Somla?"

"You know this, you can't take care of it." The blue-robed elder shook his head slightly, "The mouth grows on themselves, and the road is also chosen by themselves, so it's not good for us to interfere." ”

The blue-robed Somla said:

"I'm curious now, why did they kidnap the Kuwaiti family's daughter?"

"You can't be like the believers of the ancestral spirits, and do some inexplicable human sacrifice."

A group of people moved on.

They bypassed the cluttered scene at the entrance and entered the corridor surrounding the theater.

This circular corridor opens up the entire theater space, and the smell of the dream potion inside is even stronger, and even forms a faint layer of water mist.

The yellow candlelight that originally illuminated the room.

As you pass through the mist, it forms a subtle pink hue that adds a layer of beauty here.

Further inside, you can see some unsightly sights on the ground.

These people are either physical, spiritual, or both.

No matter how they look, how old they are, or their personalities, they all sink here, moaning and wailing one after another, like a demonic cave.

And here it is.

Savat and Haruka stopped.

They were not surprised by this, the former's men cordoned off the scene around them, and Savat himself kicked the door and roared:

"Open the door, Art Police!"

"People inside, open the door for me at once!"

“……”

There was silence in the room, and no one responded to Savat's roar.

Savat slashed forward with his right hand.

Silver-white paint shimmering with metallic light spread out in front of him, turning into a sword that instantly sliced the door to pieces.

"Exaggerated shaping!"

"Intoxication - fantasy enlightenment - unrestrained narration!"

"Come and enjoy my show!"

In a flash.

A very crazy female voice also came from inside the room.

Immediately, rose petals tingling with the smell of wine poured out of the room, enveloping everything around them like a torrent.

Even Lindsay, who was far away from the passage, was dragged into it by this force.

The petals fall quickly and dissipate in the air.

The surrounding scene has also changed from a chaotic interior to a fairytale dreamlike garden.

A cute girl in a princess dress stood there, surrounded by several men dressed as guards.

It's just that the girl's mental state is very bad.

She gasped hard, saliva streaming down her lips and dripping onto her delicate bare collarbone.

Yaoxing looked shocked:

"Lili, why are you ......?"

"Ahhh——!h

The girl suddenly roared, and the reddened eyeballs struggled out of the erosive state, and in an instant they became a pure color.

She looked at Savat in fascination, stretched out her hands, and threw herself at her face as if she were facing a lover:

"My prince, you are finally here!"

"Unite with me! The love between us will surely bear the most beautiful fruits! ”

Facing the embrace of the mad girl.

Savat's eyes were serious.

The colored ink formed a barrier in front of him, and then the girl crashed into it, and the two began to entangle in place.

Behind the girl, the men dressed as guards stared at Yaoxing.

They seem to form a fairytale-like repertoire:

"The witch who persecuted the princess!"

"This is the end of your wicked deeds, and hand over the head that contains the sin!"

“……”

Haruka frowned.

Three of the men dressed as guards are fifth-stage awakened, and the remaining few are only third-stage ones.

With her strength.

One-on-one is sure to win, and one-on-two can also have an advantage.

But with one enemy and three enemies, coupled with these three-stage guards, it is still very tricky.

Yaoxing lifted the corners of her skirt, curtsied, and began the repertoire:

"Opening Ceremony – Glatt Theater."

"Unrestrained ......"

Haruka mobilized essentia, but before she could unfold her stage, the enemy on the opposite side slashed at her with swords.

The girl is a real actor and has little experience with people.

Her stage was interrupted, and in a panic, she had to bring herself into the protagonist of "Swordsman Liu", condensed a slender stabbing sword in her hand.

Boom!

The two swords intertwined, and the two staggered past.

Haruka Star was about to turn back and fight back, but her enemy companions also flanked her, making her unable to parry, so she could only retreat again and again.

In the distance, Blue-robed Somla looked at Fimbull and asked curiously:

"This is your most important actress, don't you make a move?"

Fimble shook his head slightly:

"In addition to being an actor, she is also an awakened person."

"Young people need experience."

"If there is danger in the future, this is a very valuable experience, and it may save her life."

At this time, Fimbull looked at Lindsay's side with a smile:

"If you two want to practice, you can also go and mix it up."

"With me pressing the formation, there won't be any chaos."

“……”

Lindsay was a little speechless.

That's what Fimble says.

But in fact, Haruka Star fell into a disadvantage with several men and kept retreating.

Just a few seconds.

The battle had shifted towards their position, and if they didn't dodge, they could only be mixed in.

(End of chapter)