Ruins

Lugano stood on the edge of Grayish-White Fog, not daring to take another half step forward to enter that dead Trier, that destroyed world.

He has always followed His Majesty Pope's instructions.

This is also his heartfelt choice.

As usual, he was still hiding in Grayish-White Fog, watching Nightmare and Change with fear and curiosity.

I don't know how long it took, but a figure emerged from a collapsed building.

It was a wild deer with light steps, happily eating the fresh fruits produced by green plants.

This seems quite normal, just like some towns were quickly reclaimed by nature after being abandoned by humans.

However, Lugano saw that while the Wild Deer was eating, pieces of flesh and blood fell from its abdomen. No, that was not flesh and blood, it was the bloody Fawn, the newborn Fawn.

Fawns quickly stood up, surrounded their mother, and sucked her milk.

In just a minute or two, a large-scale Herd of Deer was born.

They circled behind several collapsed buildings and disappeared from Lugano's sight.

Lugano is no stranger to such scenes. In the past year, he has seen too many similar pregnancy and Rebirth in Nightmare, which has progressed from shock, confusion, fear, nausea to numbness.

But even with so many and frequent births and Rebirth, Trier among Nightmare, it was still completely silent, with only occasional sounds coming out.

Those Rebirth animals seem to be disappearing quickly.

Lugano wants to force himself to retract his sight and return to a place where the fog is thicker, so as not to see more horrifying pictures and scenes.

This is his experience. In his Nightmare, new fearful things will appear in every game, which will gradually increase his inner uneasiness. Otherwise, there will only be dead, crimson Trier and frequent pregnancies in a terrifying way. Wild animals that breed and give birth to fetuses are not enough to cause him to collapse day by day and remain fearful - if a scene or an event occurs day after day and does not cause direct harm to the witness, the witness will most likely be numb afterwards instead of feeling uneasy every day.

Lugano still failed to follow his heart's choice and leave the edge of Gray Fog. In other words, he was more eager to stay here and continue to observe Trier in Nightmare, hoping to find out the root cause of continuing to do Nightmare.

At some points, he even felt that he felt truly alive when he looked at such a scene.

As he watched, Lugano's eyes suddenly froze.

At the end of the collapsed street, five figures walked over.

The figure of a human being!

The five figures seemed to be half integrated into Evernight and were not illuminated by Crimson Moonlight, making them appear rather dark and unclear.

The leader is a man wearing a brown thin windbreaker and a gold Brooch, Blond Hair, golden eyebrows and golden beard. He is holding a Straight Sword that looks like a condensation of pure Sunlight.

Behind him, two men wearing white robes embroidered with gold thread were carrying a human Corpse.

There are two other figures standing guard, one on the left and one on the right, one in front and one behind.

Lugano opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the exact appearance of these figures, and what the Corpse being carried looked like.

For some reason, his attention was focused more on Corpse's face.

As the five figures got closer and closer to Gray-White's mist, Corpse's face was finally clearly reflected in Lugano's Eyes.

That Corpse has good facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, just like Lugano himself!

Lugano's pupils dilated instantly, he instinctively stepped back and fell to the ground with a plop:

How is that possible?

How could it be my Corpse?

I'm obviously still alive and well!

Lugano put his hands on the aqua-colored Stone Slab and stood up again like a spring.

He ran back to the edge of Gray Fog. He wanted to confirm again whether the Corpse was exactly the same as himself!

Unfortunately, those five people had already changed direction and walked towards the other end of Gray Fog, leaving only Lugano's blurry back hidden in the darkness.

One person carrying "Corpse" is "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church Clergy said to Angoulême·De·François who was walking in front, "Deacon, this guy's body has unconsciously run out of Protected Zone hundreds of times., we need to recycle it every time to avoid contact with anomalies, why not purify him directly? He is still Sequence 5'Druid' of 'Planter'Pathway'!"

"Yes, this is the high-risk Beyonder." Another Clergy who raised "Corpse" echoed.

Angoulême glanced at the team members of Subordinate:

"He is Archbishop of Disease Church."

"What happened to Archbishop from Disease Church? Can't Disease Church be replaced with Archbishop? This high-risk Beyonder is suitable to become Beyonder Characteristic and be sealed." Clergy was the first to speak. Oruul An is quite dissatisfied with the need to leave Protected Zone, go deep into Ruined World, and recover some people's wandering bodies.

This is very dangerous.

The lives of those high-risk Beyonder are lives, but ours are not?

Angoulême calmly explained, "It said that he still has uses."

Oruul An heard this and stopped arguing about this matter.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look into the sky.

Crimson Moonlight is eerie and bright, making Stars look dim, but Crimson Moon itself is nowhere to be seen.

"Why did it suddenly become like this..." Oruul An whispered in confusion and Pain.

People ask this question every day. This is the most common word on the lips of Beyonder who need to enter Ruined World to solve the problem and know the truth about Protected Zone.

Angoulême also looked into the sky.

He suddenly recalled the original scene:

The crimson Crimson Moon is getting lower and lower, becoming more and more exaggerated, and has really descended on the earth.

The entire Fourth Epoch Trier collapsed as a result, and both the Formless, Colorless Flames high in the sky and the White Fog that permeated the ancient city Depths instantly dissipated and disintegrated.

Relying on the two "0" level Sealed Artifacts "Fourth Day" and "Uninhabited Heaven", and not being considered a priority target, Angoulême, Jack Walton and others barely survived the first wave of Impact.

But even so, they each lost a colleague, and they watched each other transform into the disgusting Monster, as if they had gained a new life, a life that represented evil.

Later, because of the special nature of "Fourth Day", they were lucky enough to be pulled into Protected Zone before the second wave of Impact arrived.

Why did it suddenly become like this...Angoulême also wants to ask this question.

At that time, the situation was clearly developing in a good direction - Montsouris Ghosts had been completely eliminated by "Fourth Day", Louis·Gustav had been purified, and only That One Madame Pualis's whereabouts had not yet been locked.

As a result, suddenly, Crimson Moon arrived and the world collapsed.

The mood of Oruul An and others suddenly became a little depressed, until Sunlight lit up in the darkness, dispelling the fear and confusion in their hearts.

However, Sunlight did not break through the darkness created by Sealed Artifact.

This is the result of intentional control, otherwise there will be very high risks.

Just when Oruul An and others were calming down, a rumble of explosions suddenly came from the distance, and the ground shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Oruul An subconsciously turned his body to the side and looked at the place where the sound came from.

A thick White Fog filled the air in the distance, and there seemed to be a huge Monster with three heads wandering in the mist.

Purple Flames ignited in the fog, and Silvery Lightning illuminated the interior. The cracks in the earth spread to Angoulême and others, and Crimson Magma was slowly flowing inside.

Even from a very long distance, Oruul An and others felt the aura of destruction.

That is different from Trier Ruins's temperament, which is brewing Rebirth and death in silence. It is public, illustrious and wanton.

Oruul An was frightened, and was about to look away when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the edge of the thick white fog, illuminated by silver Lightning. At the end of a collapsed clock Rooftop, youdao Women sat there quietly, with his feet dangling in the air.

Behind the figure of Women, the huge Monster with three heads walked around, bringing Volcano to explode, bringing Thunderstorm, bringing Blizzard to freeze, bringing Blizzard to freeze, bringing Blizzard to collapse, and bringing Purple Flames to soar, but it did not affect her at all.

This...Oruul An suddenly remembered some horror stories he heard when he was a child:

The Witch and Her Monster.

"Deacon, do you want to stop and clean it up? I'm worried that if this continues, the whole Trier Ruins will collapse." Oruul An asked Angoulême.

Angoulême retracted his gaze from a distance, looked at Oruul An and the others and said, "No need.

"Remember, do nothing in Ruined World except the assigned tasks. That is not only dangerous to ourselves, but may also threaten the maintenance of the Protected Realm.

"Sometimes, what you think is a good thing may not make the situation better."

"Yes, Deacon." In the booming voice, the expressions of Oruul An and others suddenly became serious.

They have all heard more or less stories about colleagues who mysteriously disappeared or transformed into Monster in Ruined World, and some have even experienced it themselves.

It is unknown how many teams performing missions have disappeared forever in Ruined World.

"Okay, we're at Safe Passage." Angoulême pointed at a place on the edge of Grayish-White Fog and said.

From here they will return Protected Realm.

Oruul An and others subconsciously glanced back at the distance filled with thick white mist.

The Women figure sitting quietly at the end of the collapsed clock Rooftop has a different kind of Charm.

Franca sat on the top of the collapsed Clock Tower, letting his thoughts wander and fly.

Time passed quickly, and it wasn't until the explosions, thunder, and howling winds behind her stopped one after another that she brought her attention back to her body and concentrated.

"Okay?" She turned sideways and said to Lumian, who was standing next to her and had returned to normal human size.

Lumian, who still has three heads, nodded and said, "It's time to wake up once in a while, although this occasionally takes longer.

"Also, I finally mastered the power of 'Conqueror' and 'Witch of the Apocalypse'."

"Didn't you already digest the two Beyonder Characteristic with the help of Cheek's Avatar and Alista·Tudor?" Franca asked in confusion.

"Digesting Beyonder Characteristic and turning the power into your own are two different things." Lumian smiled calmly, "After all, I don't digest it by myself Potion."

Franca glanced at him, then looked at the faces of Aurora and Jenna with their eyes closed and blood stains on their right shoulders, and asked tentatively, "Are you in good condition?"

Lumian smiled and replied, "In order to do the next thing, I must be in good condition.

"Besides, no matter what, things will come to an end. This is better than long-term torture."

As he spoke, his tone gradually became deeper:

"This time, I will not be arranged again, I will do what I want to do."