The night wind blew a little sore on the cheeks.

The street lights didn't know when they were destroyed, only occasionally flickering for a moment, and remained dim most of the time.

A few maple leaves were rolled up and scattered down the street. It is like a boat swaying across the river, gently swaying and rolling.

It was eventually swept in front of a black suitcase.

The suitcase was large, and it seemed to hold something precious, and it was tightly held in the hand of a creature whose figure could not be seen clearly.

The crumpled moonlight shone down on the man, reflecting his angular jawline.

This is a very different guy from the town.

If the town feels dilapidated and depressed, then the man in front of him ......

It's twisted and mysterious.

He carried his suitcase and walked slowly down the street. Stepping into the clumps of maple leaves, the withered leaves crackling and wailing under their weight.

In the light of the full moon, he walked into the town.

The houses on both sides of the street were tightly closed, and even the windows on the side of the mansions were hidden by curtains, so that no light could leak out.

But it was clear that something was peeking out between the cracks in the door and window, peeking at the man walking in the night.

This feeling of being spied on is so obvious that men can't help but frown.

But he remained calm, letting the hem of his trench coat flutter in the wind and blow through the pile of fallen leaves on the corner.

After passing through two intersections, he finally arrived at the destination of his trip.

A two-story building with the word "Hotel" on it.

The building stands out in the city, not only because of its height and the plaque at the entrance – but also because it is the only place where a lantern is hung.

In a town where the street lights seem to be working from time to time, only the lantern in front of this inn glows scarlet.

Like a swirling whirlpool, it exudes an unfathomable attraction in the middle.

Staring at the red lantern in front of him, the man gently lowered the brim of his hat.

Eventually, he walked into the inn.

The sound of pushing open the door was a little noisy, and there seemed to be a bell behind the door, and if someone moved, it would collide and make a crunch sound.

In the midst of this "clanging" sound, the man walked into the hotel with his suitcase.

And after he walked into the inn.

This town seems to have erupted with a strange anger.

"I'm in."

"yes, it looks like there's no way around it for the time being."

"But it doesn't matter, there's still a chance, and soon we'll be able to offer plenty of offerings......"

"Wait, and look forward to it......"

In the midst of such whispers.

The town's streetlights are slowly coming back to light.

And the curtains were quietly opened, revealing the figures hidden in the house.

With stiff smiles on their faces, they turned back mechanically and lay on their beds.

And at the same point in time, everyone closed their eyes.

Fall asleep.

It's as if everything that happened before was just a "confirmation" of them.

After confirmation, they put their minds at ease.

Eventually be able to fall asleep.

And at the same time.

In the middle of the inn, the man dropped his suitcase next to him.

At the same time, I looked at the front desk of the hotel.

There was a young girl sitting at the front desk, with a ponytail and flaxen-colored hair that looked a little yellow, I wonder if it was because it had not been well groomed, split ends, and dried up obviously.

The girl was looking at something, and the faint light of the oil lamp next to her made her squint.

After hearing the sound of someone entering the door, she didn't raise her head, but said casually, "Isn't it time yet?" What are you going to do......

It's just that she hasn't finished yet.

The man on the other side said, "Stay in the hotel." ”

Hear the voice.

The girl at the front desk suddenly became excited.

She subconsciously raised her head, her eyes fell on the man opposite, and then her face showed a "shocked" expression.

“…… Outlander? The girl lowered her voice.

She could easily tell that the guy on the other side was definitely not a native of the town.

Because there would never be a locals dressed like that.

The collar of his black trench coat stood high, his hat fell diagonally to cover the upper half of his face, and a white feather stuck between the brims.

And in addition to that, the texture of his clothes is far better than that of people here in the town. Whether it's a gray shawl or a pair of boots, it's extremely expensive in terms of material. If it weren't for the fact that the white scarf on his chest was stained with some blood, making him look less like a nobleman than a hunter, I'm afraid the girl at the front desk would think that a nobleman was coming to inspect.

That's right, where would the nobles come to this hellish place?

The girl at the front desk sighed and hid her surprise: "It's not a good time for you to come, stranger. ”

Hearing this, the corner of the stranger's mouth hidden under the brim of his hat hooked slightly.

"Who knows when the right time is really right?" He whispered, "Or maybe I'm here for this not a good time." ”

The girl at the front desk couldn't understand what he was talking about.

But she finally checked in for the stranger: "Since you have made a decision, then I won't advise you." First of all, you need 10 silver coins a day here, and you need to pay for a day's amount in advance. ”

The stranger was unequivocal: "I book three days." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out thirty shiny silver coins.

"Three days?"

The girl at the front desk was obviously frightened, and she raised her head again: "Is it ......?"

After talking for a while, she seemed to react to something: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway." In that case, go upstairs to the left hand and get up to the second room、Oh, this is the key。 ”

Taking the long set of keys from the girl at the front desk, the stranger nodded at her before slowly going upstairs.

The staircase is in disrepair, and there is a noticeable "creaking" sound when stepping on it. And if the stranger didn't have a problem with his eyes just now, I'm afraid that there was a fat big mouse next to him and disappeared in a flash.

This made him a little concerned.

"Does it look like a long time?" He pondered.

And arrived at the room that the girl at the front desk told him.

After opening this room, the dust on his face made the stranger frown subconsciously.

But he eventually sighed and closed the door with his backhand.

And put down the suitcase that he had been holding tightly in his hand since before.

"Hoo ......"

Sitting on the couch, the stranger gently rubbed his wrist.

"This is the seventh town I've come to, so I hope I can find the right one this time."

He muttered to himself, "But then again, why would the god of 'space' hide in such a town? ”

The stranger seemed puzzled: "And I can feel that in addition to 'space', there seems to be a 'moon' in this place...... Could it be that I finally found the right place this time? ”

The discovery made him feel excited.

But it's clear that now is not the time to be happy about that.

Because he hasn't really verified his conjectures yet.

The stranger calmed down, put his hat beside him, and then laid his suitcase flat.

With a few buttons, he watched as the suitcase opened in front of him.

Reveal what's stored inside.

After seeing the contents of the suitcase, the stranger, who had been very calm from the beginning just now, also showed an expression that was almost intoxicated at this moment.

"Ah, yes, that's what I want......"

He stretched out his hand, took out something inside, and then reached out to rub its surface: "This quaint texture, as if carved with the hard surface of time, yes, it's you." ”

"The legendary 'Mirror of Ten Thousand Laws'!"

Between the palms of his hands, a mirror dyed with a hint of antiquity lay quietly.

There is not a trace of fluctuation in the mirror.

The stranger seemed to have been aware of this for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that this 'mirror of ten thousand laws' has the power to see through all the true knowledge and falsehood in the world, and once it can be awakened, it will inevitably become a saint." ”

"But why, I can't revive it? Do I not have this qualification? I've heard that the Mirror of All Laws chooses its own master, and only those who are chosen by it can light it up. ”

While sighing, the stranger continued to rub the mirror.

Although he couldn't activate the mirror as the legend suggests.

But even so, this mirror is still the same one he once had...... No, it can even be said to be the world's top treasure.

Legends about it have been passed down since the Cataclysm, and it is unknown how many people have tried their best to find it and get it, even losing their lives.

Even the stranger himself almost died because of this mirror.

But so what?

As long as you can have this first treasure in the past, let alone a life, even if you have to spend your life in the future to trap yourself in the world of death and harvest the "ghost scythe" to death, it will not hesitate!

Because in this mirror.

There is something that makes a person ...... The power of God!

"But I still didn't expect that this mirror would end up in my hands."

The stranger sighed: "Who would have thought of it? When the 'demigods' and the 'chosen ones' fought, it was me who reaped the benefits. Tsk tsk, it seems that even those who survived before the cataclysm are nothing more than that. ”

"I heard that the 'demigod' is the closest human being to a god in the world, and was chosen by the Apocalypse and the 'War Lord' when he was a child. Even if such a big man is chasing this mirror, I'm really lucky. ”

"But I still have to find a way to activate this mirror in advance, otherwise let those top powerhouses know that the mirror is in my hands, I'm afraid I will die a miserable death."

So before that, he needed to rely on the Mirror of Ten Thousand Methods to improve his strength as soon as possible.

But here's the problem.

What should be done?

This makes it very tricky for strangers.

Because although he has obtained the Mirror of Ten Thousand Laws, he does not know how to activate this mirror like everyone else.

That's why I came to this town.

He had heard that the owner of this mirror had a grudge against the god who controlled the "space", and he thought that it might be possible to use this as a breakthrough to make such a big effort.

And he also pondered that if he really couldn't use this mirror, then he would simply give this mirror to the god who manipulated space.

Anyway, that guy doesn't deal with the existence behind the mirror, and is definitely happy to accept the mirror. When the time comes, with the power of the space god, maybe he can continue to reap some benefits.

But that's a backup option.

Because compared to relying on others, it is better to become a "god" yourself, and you have more initiative!

"Even if I can't activate this mirror myself, then I have to find someone who can do it."

Find the guy who can activate the Mirror of Magic.

Then use his abilities for your own benefit!

Think so.

The stranger stood by the window.

"Huh?"

He lowered his head and looked at the street in the distance.

"The curtains are all open?" The stranger was a little puzzled.

He could already feel that the town was full of weirdness, and that every household in the town seemed to be watching him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But he really didn't expect those guys to open the windows as if no one was around as soon as he entered the inn.

And it's not a single family.

It's all people, all houses.

At this moment, the stranger standing on the higher part of the second floor can see it very clearly.

The curtains on each side of the small rooms stretched into the distance. Everyone was lying in the same position on the bed, eyes closed, as if they were asleep.

If you ignore the stiff, mechanical smiles on their faces and the movements that seem to be printed out of a mold, the scene is quite warm.

But with the addition of these things.

All that's left is weirdness!

Even if it is a stranger, I feel a little chill in my back at this moment.

The moon shone on the street, and the street lamps on both sides flickered on and off again, as if sensing something, and gradually lost their original light.

As...... Welcome the arrival of the moonlight, unwilling to compete with it.

The light cast by the moon is more and more abundant and abundant.

The tide came up and gathered around the window, trembling and swaying.

Then, in a regular, rhythmic way, it hits the transparent window.

"Bell", "bell", "bell".

Under such rhythmic percussions.

The stranger's face turned slightly pale.

He felt something, like it was going to pierce his eyes in the moonlight.

I want to ...... him Completely transformed into some kind of strange monster!

Is this pollution?

No, it's not.

This is a force even more eerie than pollution, which is far less specific than this.

So.

This is the power of God!

With that in mind.

The stranger gritted his teeth, subconsciously trying to pull something out of his breast pocket.

But just as he was about to make his move.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

"Is it better to close the curtains?"

The voice sounded a little childish: "Because we are different from them, they open the curtains, so we have to close." ”

This sound is like a switch.

Let the stranger, who had been stiff, reach out and grab the curtain.

And then pull it up suddenly!

"Whew...... Whew......"

The stranger pressed his chest lightly, his face ugly.

"It can't be wrong," he muttered to himself, with a little fear and a little excitement, "it's the power of God." ”

This time, you've come to the right place!

With such emotions in mind.

He looked back.

Look at the man who reminded him out loud.

But this glance made the stranger a little stunned.

"Girl?" A thought crossed his mind, "No, no, there's an Adam's apple." ”

That is.

A ...... that looks as beautiful as a girl

Little boys?

(End of chapter)