Oster was putting the final touches on the teleportation circle on the ground, and as he was drawing, he suddenly thought of something: According to the lesson he just learned from almost falling to death when he cast the slow down spell, such a simple spell can cause trouble. It proves that large-scale magic, like industrial production on earth, is prone to safety accidents;
Just like a few months ago, when he first arrived in the western wilderness, he encountered a strange mage teleporting a mysterious convoy. At that time, a carriage that was the first to pass through the portal encountered a spatial rift and was torn to pieces. The nobles who were said to be the Earl and a few unlucky guards in the car were cut open like butter, and their brains and intestines dripped all over the floor. Thinking about that scene now, Oster still feels very disgusted.
Those who were obviously of high status used high-quality magic circles and materials. Although the man who released the teleportation technique looked slovenly and wretched, judging from the scale of the energy he channeled, he must be a man of considerable strength. Such a lineup would end up in such a tragic accident if it encountered a vicious accident; now, he has given his life to a teleportation technique that he has never used before. It is like putting his head in his belt, not afraid of losing it.
Oster couldn't help but worry. Teleporting dozens of miles was not a small spell. If there was a situation like "requiring light feathers" again, it would not be as simple as a bald scalp.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the other side of the village. Not knowing what happened, Oster quickly accelerated his preparations.
To be on the safe side, he decided to experiment with a short-distance teleportation first to see if there were any undiscovered problems.
Set a nearby target anchor point and choose it on a tree at the end of the village dozens of steps away. After a small portal was generated, Oster carefully threw a branch in to test it. After observing that there was no abnormality, he carefully stepped into the shaking purple door;
In the blink of an eye, he moved to the curb a few houses away. Stepping through the door again, he was instantly back to the magic circle in the backyard. The transmission is very stable and there don't seem to be any major issues so far.
So he relaxed, and after finally completing the large and complex teleportation array that occupied the entire backyard, he recited the incantation according to the Sa Shu. Energy gradually filled the simple array on the ground, and a swaying purple door appeared. The center of the magic circle gradually emerged. At this time, before the tedious steps were completed, there was another commotion in the village;
Fire and smoke also rose in the center of the distant village, and there seemed to be the sound of a large number of people running and shouting, mixed with screams and crying. Oster had a vague premonition, but he quickly thought: What does it have to do with him? He was leaving soon, out of sight and out of mind.
So he quickly continued to cast the spell, calculated the position coordinates by operating the magic formula, and set a further target anchor point;
[Destination coordinates (116°E, 40°S), distance: medium distance (23.9 miles). The spatial curvature calculation is completed and the material channel is about to be opened. 】
As Oster recited the positioning spell and guided the energy in the teleportation array, a scene dozens of miles away and near the Xishan Station gradually emerged in the center of the purple gate, with buildings and figures clearly visible. This time he should be able to teleport away directly from a distance as planned and say goodbye to this place of right and wrong.
At this time, the shouts of killing had already arrived nearby, and someone cried, "The returning group is coming!" followed by running and screaming. Oster couldn't help but quietly crouched against the wall to check, and found that the army unit he had seen on the cliff had already entered the village;
It seems that because this place had hosted rebels before, the landowners were driven away by burning the land deeds. Although the unarmed villagers now gave up their resistance, the government troops and landowner armed forces still did not let them go after occupying the village. They began to massacre the villagers and burn down the houses without explanation. Rivers of blood flowed for a while, and there were cries and pleas everywhere.
Oster was stunned and thought quickly in his mind: The current situation is that he is alone and can't cast a few spells. If he rushes forward rashly, he may not be able to help, and he may not be able to protect himself;
More importantly, after checking the remaining power of Sa Shu, it was found that the teleportation technique just now consumed a huge amount of energy because it had to span a distance of dozens of miles, and it would definitely not be possible to activate it a second time.
At this moment, in the front yard of the house, several gangsters from the Returning Regiment suddenly broke in. The male owner, who was struggling to block the door of the house, was caught off guard and was stabbed in the neck by the gangster, killing him on the spot. The hostess screamed and was pulled to the ground by her hair. Ignoring her bleeding forehead, she shouted hoarsely into the room, asking the child to leave her alone and run away.
Hiding behind the wall, Oster squeezed his fingers tightly and kept telling himself that he was a level 0 loser and would die if he showed up. The portal behind him was the only chance to escape from here. Things outside happen every day in this world, everywhere, and it’s not surprising.
He felt cruel and was about to jump off the wall, when another scream came; it was from the violent gangster.
Auster took a closer look and saw that the child of this family, a boy about eight or nine years old, bravely rushed out of the house to save his mother, lifted a stone and hit the head of the gangster who was insulting his mother. Immediately, blood burst out from the gangster's head, and he covered the back of his bleeding head and stepped back.
However, this brave young man faced the most vicious demon with no trace of humanity. His strength is also too weak, not enough to cause effective damage to the opponent.
After the gangster stood firm, he became angry, grabbed the knife and ran towards the boy. The disheveled mother hugged the gangster's legs and begged him to let the child go and do whatever he wanted to do to her. However, he was kicked away by the crazy gangster, stabbed into the chest with a knife, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and immediately became silent. Without a moment's hesitation, the blood-spattered butcher knife swung towards the wailing orphan.
Auster did not continue to look at it. He silently came down from the wall and walked towards the teleportation circle, thinking: This is the fate of these people, not him. After living these two lives, what do you want to do?
In my previous life, I was busy every day, getting up early and working late at night, being PUAed by my boss and my girlfriend, and overwhelmed by my mortgage and work. After traveling through time, he thought that he was going to live a prosperous and prosperous second life, so he resolutely escaped from his hometown farm and went out to work;
As a result, I accidentally fell into a den of thieves. In the past few months, I was worried about the truth being exposed, and I was always on tenterhooks. I couldn't sleep peacefully even a night. In addition, although Skar and others are rebel leaders, holding the power of several counties and nearly 10,000 troops, they share most of the resources equally among the masses and soldiers. They are willing to live a shabby life of simple food and clothing, almost ascetic; in the end, they still It is far less comfortable than being a rich peasant son with peace of mind.
As long as you step into the portal in front of you, everything will be over. He can say goodbye to the homeless and fearful life of a rebel. After that, you will reach the pinnacle of your life and live the life of a well-fed guardian. There are so many revolutionary parties, and I am not the only one left. Azeroth is so big that no one can live without it.
Finally, Auster closed his eyes and stepped into the portal.
In the yard, the child was caught by the gangster, the butcher knife in his hand was raised high, and he swung it down without mercy. In this troubled world, his short life is about to come to an end.
However, in the next second, the gangster's knife was swung in the air, and the child had disappeared into thin air. The gangster was very confused. He raised his head and saw a red-haired man standing next to the tree opposite with a child in one hand and scratching his head in frustration with the other hand.
"Well, you can't just turn a blind eye to things that hurt children." Behind him, the purple portal shone brightly.
At the last moment, Oster did not choose to step into the large portal leading to Xishan Station, but instead walked into the small door just used for testing.
Several gangsters were stunned for a moment, and then they all rushed towards Oster with their knives waving and screaming strangely. The latter stepped back step by step with the child in his arms, and suddenly disappeared under the tree.
Most of the gangsters were idiots who had never seen magic before. They were confused and looked around in surprise. Behind the room on the other side, Oster covered the child's mouth and lowered his voice and said to him, "Don't make any noise. When you pass through the teleportation rift later, don't be afraid and don't move."
At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out out of thin air and grabbed the child's ankle. It turned out that after a gangster had been looking at the shining magic door under the tree for a long time, he saw the figures of Oster and the child vaguely emerging in the door. He was overjoyed, threw himself into the door, stretched out his upper body, and reached out to grab the child's feet;
Seeing the gangster with his parents' blood on his hands and a sinister smile, the child was trembling with fear. Auster didn't even look at it, and shook his head calmly, "The working portal is very dangerous." He raised his hand to block the energy and closed the small portal.
Under the splatter of blood, the gangster felt his waist loosen. He slowly lowered his head and touched a sticky "rope" in disbelief. He then discovered that it was his own intestines - he had been cut into two pieces; Suddenly, he was out of his mind and wanted to scream loudly, but his open abdominal cavity was leaking air. His throat only made a ridiculous gurgling sound, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out. After a while, he died completely.
Under the tree on the other side, the gangsters were horrified when they saw only half of their companions lying on the ground, shouting and searching everywhere.
Oster continued to say to the child in a low voice, "Listen, I can only save you. After coming with me, I will put you next to the inn. You are not young anymore, and you are also very courageous. Find someone over there. Home, live well."
After Oster finished speaking, he saw the child's eyes softening, then let go of his hand, picked him up and walked towards the large portal in the center of the circle.
Unexpectedly, when there was only one step left from the door, the child suddenly bit Oster's hand hard, pushed him away, and quickly ran back to the yard.
Oster covered his hands and shouted anxiously, "What are you doing? Come back quickly!"
The child shouted without looking back, "My only home is here, I have no home anymore!"
Running into the yard, the child picked up the knife that had killed his parents on the ground, jumped at a gangster who was insulting his mother's body, stabbed him to death from behind with a knife in the chest.
Hearing the noise, the gangsters gathered around. The child looked at the miserable state of his parents on the ground, wiped the tears from his face, shouted, "Revenge!" and ran out of the yard with a bloody knife. There was no childish look in his eyes.
Auster looked at the bloody village, and then at the portal in front of him: on one side was a hell full of dangers that had nothing to do with him; on the other side was a free new world that was close at hand but far away.
He hesitated again and again, but finally stamped his feet in frustration, turned around and ran out of the yard, chasing the child.
