The sky gradually darkened. As time went by, the rain outside the window became crazy. Nothing could be seen in the field of vision. The only sound in my ears was the sound of rain washing the city. There was a faint flash of purple electricity in the rolling clouds, as if there was something. Mysterious power is released in the sky.
In such bad weather, everyone chose to hide from the rain, and the occasional flash of light lit up and went out somewhere in the city like a will-o'-the-wisp.
A figure shuttled through the heavy rain and came to a high place. The entire city could be seen being swept up in the wind and rain. The water was flowing. Due to the lack of maintenance of the city, the water in the sewers was overflowing and submerged up to the ankles.
The infected people hid, enjoying their own peace, but there was pain hidden in the peace, and the curse left the deepest mark on their bodies.
You can see the scorched Spellcasters Association, and you can also see the royal city covered in blood. At the end of the city, nothing is left.
With that in mind, it was best to say the last words. No one had come to the Saintess Festival for a long time, and the bodies of the infected people killed by Jiang Chenchuan last time were still on the altar.
Enter a dark room, take off the lantern from the wall, light it and put it back again.
"Phew—finally escaped!"
Barras sighed and threw his suitcase and luggage aside, with a look of relief on his face.
"Do you think I would be so stupid as to really go back with you?"
The rain outside was getting heavier, and Barras knew that even if Jiang Chenchuan didn't do anything to him, he would definitely send him to a museum or some judicial institution when he returned to Polnia.
There is only one ending waiting for him. It is better to escape now and leave himself a way to survive.
You know, he has the most convenient ability in the world - mimicry.
But speaking of it, he felt a little regretful and a little afraid. Human beings are such contradictory creatures. They always maintain a sense of awe before facing forces that are stronger than themselves or even unknown.
"Do you have faith?"
Suddenly, there was a strange sound, which made Barras jump up from the ground. He looked around, but there was nothing in the room except jumping sparks and flashing shadows.
"Is it... my imagination?"
Barras patted his face and sat back in confusion.
"It seems there isn't..."
The sound continued to sound, and Barras suddenly became nervous, but he could not find the source of the sound.
"Who are you?! Don't hide! Come out!"
Barras was a little panicked. He didn't understand how someone could appear here in a heavy rain, and the room was still empty. He didn't know where he was talking to him.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking..."
The voice didn't seem to care.
"who are you!?"
Barras felt like he was going crazy. Not only did he see so many monsters, but he also encountered this kind of thing. Although he was not afraid of ghosts, he still felt fear when facing the unknown.
"where do you come from?"
the voice asked lazily.
"Polnia!"
Barras didn't want to answer seriously at all. He looked around and listened carefully, as if trying to identify the person's location through the sound.
"Ah...Polnia...that is also a good place. You can definitely go and see it if you have the chance."
The voice seemed to have thought of something, and actually gave birth to a trace of yearning.
"Just asking me, where did you come from?"
Barras asked back. The sound came from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish it for a while. Being helpless, Barras could only give up and lean against the wall dejectedly.
The rainwater soaked through the stone bricks, and the entire wall surface seemed extremely damp, but there was no way. After searching for so long, I only found this one shelter.
The cold rain continued to lower the body temperature. Barras quickly took off his clothes, hung them aside, and put on a slightly drier coat.
"you are so busy……"
The voice spoke slowly.
"Stop talking nonsense, you haven't answered my question yet!"
Barras's face turned red and he was obviously unhappy.
"I?……"
Listening to the tone, it seemed that he was immersed in some distant memory, and then he heard the voice reply.
"I'm from the ocean."
"Ocean? Can people live there?"
Barras felt a little surprised and couldn't help but said.
"However, I have also heard that some people live on the sea all their lives, and those in the port... Let me think about it, this is the nearest sea... Are you from the Xinlan sea area?"
"maybe……"
The voice suddenly began to lose its voice.
"What's wrong? You sound unhappy."
He was alone anyway, and the heavy rain outside restricted his movements. It was good to have someone to talk to.
"Come to think of it, I haven't been back for a long time."
It turned out that the voice was sad that he could not go home. Many people were indeed trapped in Ronark City. Not only the Ronark people, but also people who went to the city for trade, study and exchange at that time were also left here. .
"There's nothing to be sad about. Sometimes, I miss home, thinking if I hadn't been impulsive at the time, I wouldn't have to go through this now, or if I had let those children go when I was in the mansion... It’s a different ending.”
Barras sighed.
No one can predict their future. Even if they regret it, they can only pay for their past.
"what's on your mind?"
Suddenly I felt that it would be a good choice to have someone who can listen to my inner thoughts.
"Nothing...I was thinking that you are very different from them."
The voice answered in a low voice.
"Different? If you must say it, I am indeed different from them."
After all, not everyone can be born with special abilities and don't need to use relics to exert their power.
"So, stranger, can you help me get home?"
"go home?"
The rain outside seemed to be lighter, and there was not so much white noise affecting Barras' hearing. He could vaguely detect that the sound was in the room.
Maybe, the other party also has some special ability, so he can't find the source of the sound.
"You can go back if you want. Although the city is sealed, there are still some secret passages you can go through. If you want to go home, just follow me tomorrow morning."
Barras said boldly.
"So... you are willing to help me go home, stranger. Can I follow you?"
The voice sounded pitiful and aggrieved.
His mind seemed to pause for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a moment, but the voice was still waiting for his reply. After thinking about it, Barras nodded and responded:
"no problem."
[Curse spell established]
The voice suddenly became dark, obscure and strange.
