"Have you ever heard of this name?"
Wenna leaned down and asked her companions through the window of the carriage.
"I don't think I've ever heard of this name."
"I've heard of it, but that's the name of an orc tribe, and it shouldn't have any connection with this town."
The people in the carriage were talking about it, and most of them had no idea. Elliott, the goblin who had traveled around for many years, knew the name, but it was just a tribe of orcs with the same name. It was different from the little one in front of him. The town doesn't matter.
"I seem to have some impression...but it's a little strange, please give me some time."
One of the church members suddenly raised his hand to indicate to everyone that he had an impression of the name, but there seemed to be something wrong with his behavior at the moment. He held his head with one hand, his expression tangled and confused.
Everyone looked at him, and of course they noticed something was wrong with him. A believer who knew the healing arts came to his side and placed a green hand on his forehead.
"I'm fine, it's just that my thoughts are a little confused. I used to be a fisherman here, and a branch of the winter wolf group crossed the Santa Ana snowfield and reached the side of the Endless Sea, so we had to move."
"In my memory, I probably have no impression of this small town, but surrounded by this mist, and after Miss Wenna said the name of this town, the memory of this small fishing village seemed to suddenly pop up in my mind. It came out, this conflicts with my previous memory, I need some time to calm down."
The human believer who said he had an impression of this town called "Myssos" pushed away the healer's hand, closed his eyes and began to sort out the chaotic memories.
No one disturbed him while he was deep in thought. They just stuck his head out of the window of the stopped carriage and looked at everything in the surrounding fog. The fog remained the same and did not dissipate at all just because he arrived at this small town "guided" by the Lady of the Night. the meaning of.
"Where is this..."
Some people are talking to themselves, and this is also the voice of everyone.
"Okay, I've almost sorted it out, but...this memory is too contradictory. I don't remember there being a fishing village here since I was eight years old."
"However, the extra memory just now told me that before I was eight years old, there was a small fishing village here, called Misos. This memory is very real, and it should not be fake. If so, If so, it won’t be consistent with my previous memory.”
"It's as if this small town has been erased from my memory, and at the same time, it has been erased from reality. How is this possible? In other words, this is a town that existed in the past."
The believer who once lived on the shores of the Endless Sea began to stumblingly tell the news about the town called Missos. Due to the conflict between memories, his words would pause from time to time and seemed very hesitant.
"A town that existed in the past?"
Goblin Elliot chewed on what the other party said, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
"Damn it, what if this town once existed, but was erased by some unknown force, leaving us unable to see it, even in our memory, but now, we can see it!"
Elliot held his head and screamed madly again, and what he said immediately made other people's expressions become equally ugly.
If they can also see this town, then this probably means that they and this town have fallen into the same state, forgotten by the world, and their existence has been erased.
"Don't worry, don't worry. This town is dead, but we are alive. If we think of a way, we will definitely find a way out. Besides, it was the power of the Lady of the Night that guided us here. There must be something That’s the right reason.”
Elliot got mad very quickly, but he calmed down unexpectedly quickly. He began to calm the minds of the people around him who were gradually sinking. The most important thing now was not to be anxious or desperate.
"Boss, we should count the number of people. If the power that exists here can make this town forgotten by everyone, then we may have forgotten who without knowing it. Let's check it with the personnel list. This
Attrition is too bad at this time. "
Wenna's suggestion reached Elliot's ears. He was stunned at first, but then he realized that this was an extremely necessary thing. He immediately took out the caravan's personnel list from the cabinet behind him and began to check whether there were any missing personnel.
"Clay?"
"exist!"
"Cubo?"
"here."
"Shui."
"Here it is, boss."
"Wenna."
"Um."
"Elliot, oh, this is just me, fine, no one has gone missing without us knowing, everyone on this list is there."
The goblin nodded and put the list in his hand back on the table. He drew a horizontal line on each name to indicate that he had called and responded, and he confirmed that everyone on the list was already present.
But in fact, on that list, there was a person interspersed between the names Wenna and Xiuy that Elliot had strangely ignored.
He neither reported the name nor underlined it. The name was placed so abruptly among a bunch of underlined names, Amon the Orc...
"Where is this place? How did I get here? It looks like a fishing village? I don't remember when I had the idea of going to the seaside fishing village. Where are the boss and Wenna..."
Orc Amon felt that things were in chaos in his mind, and his memory seemed to have been wiped out. When he suddenly recovered from a state of mindlessness, he was already in this small fishing village shrouded in mist.
"Great Lady of the Night, I chant your name..."
The orc clasped his hands together in a gesture of prayer to the goddess he believed in, the Lady of the Night, and recited a prayer directed to her.
As a knight, without the ability to cast spells or detect, he is almost helpless when facing these fogs that obscure all perceptions and prevent him from seeing through them no matter how hard he uses his eyesight.
He had tried to get out of this small town many times, but every time he passed through the streets surrounded by houses, he would unknowingly return to the place where he was when he regained consciousness in the mist.
If it were an ordinary orc, he would probably be violently tearing down everything around him at this moment.
This is a good way to break the situation, but Eamon, who has a rationality that ordinary orcs do not have, is a little worried that this will cause a sudden change in this dead town, so he chooses to use his own abilities to try first. Break through the barriers of fog.
"No, I can't borrow the power of Lady Night. Alas, this is not good news."
After reciting the Lady of the Night's prayer many times, the orc Amon received no response, so he had no choice but to give up borrowing the power of the gods he believed in.
Taking a deep breath, fighting energy surged, forming a specific matrix in the body of Orc Amon, and activated the internal potential.
Eamon's eyes suddenly turned bright red. This was not caused by the orc's rage, but the effect of his inner latent activation. The inner latent "stalker" sensed everything around him that could be regarded as living beings, and transformed them into Perspective appeared in Eamon's field of vision in the form of a red dot.
"!"
The moment he started to dive inside, Eamon's whole body was shaken. He subconsciously slid backwards, pulled out the long sword he carried with him, and made a defensive posture. Fighting energy flowed through his body at an accelerated rate, and his whole person entered an extremely tense preparation for battle. state.
Bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in the bright red eyes, which was a precursor to the onset of madness. Eamon panted nervously, and the scene he saw from the "Stalker" inside made his heart beat faster by more than a minute. .
On the road where he was standing, a large number of red dots appeared in the surrounding buildings. These red dots were moving everywhere. One of them even brushed against his body, but he couldn't even see them. .
"What is going on? Why can't I see them? Are they illusionists?"
Eamon muttered to himself. Suspecting that he was affected by hallucinations, he closed his eyes and felt the orc's innate ability and rage.
"Restraint, restraint
..."
Constantly emphasizing the need to control himself, Orc Amon activated his innate ability. At a certain moment, Orc Amon's green skin turned red for a moment, and then turned back to normal green the next moment.
Berserk, this ability that can make orcs lose their minds will also invalidate most of the effects on the soul and senses, including a series of mental attacks such as mind blast, as well as sensory interference such as illusions. By briefly entering a shallow violent mode, Eamonn tried to dispel the possible illusion.
Opening his eyes, the orc looked around vigilantly, confirming whether the life discovered by the inner dive could be seen by him.
"when……"
However, before Eamon could confirm this, there was a melodious bell ringing in his ears, and he felt a presence behind him put an arm on his shoulders.
"Are you the new believer of the God of Night?"
The voice that once appeared on the shore of the Endless Sea sounded behind Eamon.
"We are back. How is Ms. Darkness doing?"
Aviya pushed open the door and walked quickly into the room. She saw Wang Yu who was gesturing in the air with his hands and Ms. Heiye who was watching carefully, and asked calmly and quickly.
"It's okay. Thanks to the "operating system" that Ms. Night has tried to come up with. I'm teaching her to use this independent "operating system" to isolate the power of the Night Sky Tree. This way, we can avoid those strange powers and Everything has been eroded away. "
Wang Yu turned his head and kept moving his hands, continuing to guide Ms. Heiye to operate those "void codes". He didn't understand void very well, but he could still program it.
"Um?!"
Sieg, who followed the girl into the house, suddenly let out a muffled groan, which attracted the attention of Wang Yu, Aviya and Noelle.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Professor, what's going on?"
Noelle and Wang Yu asked simultaneously.
"The Mark of Darkness that I had not deliberately removed just now suddenly collapsed. The mental pollution inside rushed out and shook my soul. However, it was diverted away by the prayer communication network, so there is no problem."
Sieg shook his head and answered with a frown.
"Heaven's Darkness, at this time? Why did this thing suddenly fail? Is this thing Arestle prepared still effective? No, Professor, if your mark collapses, what about the other Night Blade members? "
Wang Yu slapped his forehead and looked at the image of the tree in the night sky projected by Lady of the Night. About one-sixth of the stars above suddenly flickered, transmitting something to the tree in the night sky.
Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.
"Damn it, this is definitely not a coincidence, the darkness of the sky is related to the power of recovery!"
