The Return of the King Chapter 017: Midnight City (II)

4)

The two suddenly feel that they have lost their light, and Scher tries to use the light only to find that his magic is imprisoned.

It seems to have reached some kind of stalemate.

"There is a magic suppression field in the city, it should be controlled by light, and without sunlight, the magic field will be turned on, and no one in the city can use magic. Shecher said.

The mana suppression field has always been a large force field made by the magic organization to balance and properly protect ordinary people, and it is very troublesome to construct.

"I didn't expect it, you must stay calm, Miss Lanli!"

Lanley may have suffered from the after-effects of the darkness, developed fear in the darkness, and began to lose herself.

"Can we go back?" said Lan Li, trembling.

"Yes, don't be afraid, there are no bad people. It's like saying "I'll protect you."

Shecher could still remember the way back, but the moonlight grew brighter, probably because of the sudden darkness, which gradually illuminated the way.

Smoothly, before Lanley loses herself completely, they return to the hotel, where the lights seem to be turned on.

As a result, darkness lost its power in Lan Li's heart again.

Perhaps, this so-called protection of the weak also poses a threat to the considerable power of the strong.

Night, exists, and there is nothingness.

5)

Early in the morning of the 29th, the two quietly boarded a train to Assland and left Lankston, leaving nothing behind except the map of Lankston and a few magically generated craters in the grasslands.

Perhaps in the future, the city will disappear forever from the memory of two people, it is nothing more than a beautiful and peaceful city on the dividing line between the two great kingdoms. Many people have stepped on this land and never come again. And so it is what they think. And now, they're on their way south from here.

Shecher never stopped his fears, perhaps another "Demon of the Night" had lurked on the train, waiting for him to invade his nightmare when he fell asleep and break his will. All these made him always maintain a very high level of vigilance. And the tension he showed on his face could also be seen by Lan Li, who was sitting on the side, she didn't ask, even if she asked, he wouldn't necessarily tell her. In fact, she herself had not yet woken up from her tiredness, and in the blink of an eye, she snuggled up to Shecher's shoulder and fell asleep. Suddenly, Shecher, who was distracted on the side, was startled, and when she saw that it was her, she calmed down and touched Lan Li's hair without any inhibitions, as if she was taking care of her little sister.

His vigilance was a waste of energy, and the opponent he expected to appear was still waiting for the moment in her plan without restraint. And Shecher is just living in suspicion, and the future, for him, is full of doubts.

Time seems to be going backwards, and scenes similar to those in the past appear frequently, first the ancient trees on both sides, still the same, standing in the wasteland without enough water, their roots are rooted in the depths, absorbing the aura that humans have not obtained. Such an ancient and tough tree must have nurtured elves in it, otherwise why would it not die after so many years.

The scorching sun was still basking the earth, and although it was its end, it was still distressing. As the train entered the desert, Shecher was overwhelmed by the heat and fatigue and fell into a stupor. Who knows, it's just a desert at nine.

The train calmly headed towards the royal capital, it was not afraid of the heat, after all, the further south, the cooler it would be.

It was an explosion in the distance, waking up all the sleeping people in the train. People began to panic, constantly anxiously shuttling through the trains.

"What happened?"

"Terrorist attack? volcanic eruption?"

"Fortunately, it wasn't a train accident, otherwise it would have been over!"

"Look, there's two people there!"

...... All this, many unrealistic statements. But there were indeed two people in the distance pointed by the person in the car, to be precise, two magicians, and the impact explosion caused by such a strong impact showed that the two were by no means ordinary magicians.

Shecher and Lanley also turned out of the car window, far away, but they could still see them fighting, and the demon creatures kept appearing around them, and then disappeared.

The train was still moving, and before you knew it, it had entered the Aslant Forest, and through the dense forest was the royal capital, and next to the capital, someone dared to duel so blatantly, presumably there was prestige. There was a thunderclap, and the two fell into a fight, and in the white-hot stage, golden and red light shone in the distance. From this point of view, it was a battle between thunder and fire, and Shecher's heart palpitated, and she turned her gaze, not daring to think about it any more.

The train accelerated, and the sight of the two men became increasingly unreachable. But you can still hear a loud bang in the distance, thunder, and a raging fire.

The people in the carriage gradually calmed down, and some people said indignantly: "The current magician, he is really idle, he only fights all day long, and we poor ordinary people are worried every day!" Perhaps, he is just complaining about the injustice of the world.

Shecher and Lan Li also felt slightly ashamed, and in fact, after all, the entire continent is now dominated by magicians, and their strength symbolizes the strength of the country, and ordinary people only live in the territory guarded by magicians, so how can they have the right to make these demands. What kind of world, how could it not be.

The two glanced at each other tacitly, and then buried their heads. She wondered why she had been leaning against him when she woke up just now, and her face turned red for a moment. And what he was thinking about was who the fire wizard was, whether he would be a member of the Salamanda family, and if so, then the thunder wizard must be from the royal family, and it would be interesting to see why they fought and who would win.

The whining gradually subsided, and the time was nearly three o'clock, which was already eight hours, and the return journey was slower than usual. It's just that before you know it, the train has left the forest, regained its sight, and launched the final sprint to the royal capital.

The travelers, without a word, returned.