Chapter 1469 Abnormal

The huge team that was moving silently in the projection of the city suddenly raised their eyes, and countless "gazes" fell on the place where Amber was hiding in an instant—even though the shadow dwellers had no facial features at all, even though they had no "eyes" on their faces , However, at the moment when those bandage-wrapped invisible clouds raised their heads, Amber was still 100% sure——they were watching her.

At this moment, Amber felt the hairs all over her body stand on end, and even her heart stopped beating for half a beat.

She had only encountered such a horrifying event in her life that caused her heart and lungs to stop suddenly—it was a night full of war, she was trembling in an ancient tomb, watching a man who had slept for seven hundred years The old rice dumpling lifted the lid of his coffin...

It was never as thrilling and exciting as it is now!

However, in the next second, she noticed that the shadow dwellers were only looking at this side. This huge "migration team" didn't stop at all. They were still moving forward in silence, as if they were fulfilling some kind of mission, they kept heading north. In the process, their "eyes" never left her position.

They walked forward like this, silent, watching, countless eyes fell on Huber in the silence, gradually, Huber began to realize that this silent staring and continuing to move forward suddenly turned all eyes over than just now That moment was even more eerie and terrifying.

She swallowed subconsciously, and slowly stood up from her hiding place - those focused eyes showed that it was meaningless for her to hide her body here. She stood on the edge of the tall building, quietly overlooking the huge team that was slowly "migrating" from below, and the eyes of both sides met silently in the air—they still didn't stop, and Amber didn't look back.

Amber thought for a while, and finally resisted the urge to open a shadow rift and return to the real world. She had gradually calmed down. After the huge and terrifying feeling of strangeness and oppression subsided a little, she took a breath and raised her head. Looking at the direction of the "shadow army" under his feet, he stepped forward and jumped towards the top of another nearby building.

She wants to see where such a huge number of shadow dwellers come from, to detect information and report in time... This is her mission.

Although the scene in front of her was weird and unsettling, at least one thing remained unchanged: the shadow dwellers would not attack her, and these chaotic and suspicious "citizens" were just "suspicious" as always. As long as she confirmed this point, she would Take it easy.

Amber's figure began to move between the continuous building projections, jumping like a nimble finch among those crooked walls, curly roofs and broken floating tiles. The shadows lingered behind her like clouds, supporting Her body crossed the sky in a way that completely violated gravity, and left a series of faint trajectory phantoms behind her.

at her feet,

The "army" composed of shadow dwellers also kept shifting their sights, watching the figure crossing the sky as they continued to march. This scene was silent and eerie—but Amber forcibly ignored the heavy pressure brought by these sights, She forced herself not to care about that large army, but turned her gaze further afield, to the vast suburbs outside the city.

After an unknown amount of time, she crossed the border of the city. At the end of this distorted projection, there was a boundless wilderness outside the city of Cecil. On the vast land, what she saw were still countless shadow dwellers. , can't see the source, can't see the end, they seem to gather from a more distant place, and continue to carry out a mysterious "march".

Amber suspects that even if she traces the direction of the source of this army for a whole day, she will not be able to see the starting point of this army... She even suspects that all the shadow residents in the entire Shadow Realm have gathered and are heading towards a certain goal. OK.

This scene is like... a "pilgrimage".

Amber finally shook her head, turned around and tore open a shadow rift, and on the opposite side of the shadow rift was the scenery of the real world - I'm afraid there will be no results if I continue to track it down, the most urgent thing is to go back and report what I found.

She did not choose to return to Cecil Palace through the "shortcut" in the Shadow Realm, because she was worried that tearing the "passage" leading to Cecil Palace in front of that "big army" would cause unexpected troubles. After all...she In fact, I don't know much about my silent and weird "citizens".

...

The fine waves beat against the black coastal reef below, and the sea water turned into white foam in the sound of the beat, and was dyed a layer of orange-red brilliance in the gradually sinking sun. Above, facing the erosion brought by the sea wind, the entire cliff is in a mottled and peeling state.

And on the top of this seemingly unreliable cliff, there are row upon row of houses and gloomy towers. It is a completely different architectural style from the kingdoms of Loren. Its slender ridges, dark The walls and the deliberately highlighted spire structure seem to have a mysterious texture.

A young woman with black shawl hair and a faint scar under her cheek stood on the edge of this "City of Coastal Cliffs", quietly overlooking the breaking waves crashing on the coastline below the cliffs, as if she was falling into Contemplating, it took some time before she retracted her gaze and looked at the blocks in the city.

As a senior operative of the Military Intelligence Bureau, "Finchbee" has been active in this violet city named Plandel for a year and a half as a foreign businessman. Although he still can't find a way to go to the inland area, at least In this border city, she is already familiar with all the local customs and customs, and is familiar with this city on the cliff—but for some reason, recently she feels more and more that this city is bringing her a strange feeling. strangeness.

The city is still the same city, the buildings are still the same buildings, and the local people living in the city have not changed, but all the information related to "outside the city", especially "inland areas" Subtle changes have taken place in the past half a month to a month, and it seems that only "outsiders" like her are aware of this change.

Finchbee took a breath, turned around and walked towards the inner block. Those gloomy and weird houses and towers were bathed in the afterglow of the sunset at dusk. The strange light and shadow phantoms seen in the cracks, for some reason, these city scenes that she is used to seeing on weekdays gave her a dreamlike sense of unreality.

There were passers-by on the street approaching me, they were familiar locals, Quefeng smiled on his face, and greeted him calmly: "Mr. Torig, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Miss Flora—although it's almost night now," the local called Torig responded with a smile, and the "Flora" in his mouth was just what the bees used when they moved around the city. alias, "Did you go to the coast to see the scenery again?"

"The breaker coast at dusk is very beautiful, especially when you look down from beyond the high walls of Prandell," Sparrow said casually, "I can't see such a scenery in my hometown. flow forward."

"I remember it's called Baishuihe, right?" Torig responded enthusiastically. He seemed to have a good impression of "Miss Flora" in front of him. It was a great pleasure for him to be able to talk with her on the side of the road. "To be honest, I am also yearning for the Loren Continent beyond the sea. I have lived in this city for more than 20 years, and I have never seen the scenery of a foreign land..."

"My hometown does not have the open sea and the cliffs on the coastline, but there are dense and boundless forests and rolling mountains outside the city - Mr. Torig, if you are really interested, you might as well try to apply to the lord What?" The corners of the bee's lips curled up, quietly leading the topic, "Now the trade between Prandell and Beigang has become the norm, and more and more Violet people have become merchants traveling between the straits. You often Help over there, it shouldn’t be a problem to ask Mr. Kelin from the chamber of commerce to help issue a certificate, right?”

"Apply to the lord?" Torig was stunned for a moment, as if his thoughts were interrupted for a while, but he realized after a second or two, with a helpless smile on his face, "I don't think I can pass the lord's review. , he has always disliked 'inner city people' like me to become businessmen, you know, the best choice for inner city people is to become a mage or an alchemist, this is the responsibility in our blood, run like me Going to help in the chamber of commerce has actually caused dissatisfaction among the elders in the family..."

Finchbee quietly stared into Torig's eyes, and suddenly asked after a while: "Speaking of which, the lord has not shown himself for a long time, I remember... almost a month?"

"Has it been this long?" Torig blinked in confusion, as if he had never thought about this question, but in the next second, the expression on his face became normal, with a faint smile, "This is also normal, The lord has always been a reclusive person, and a high-level mage like him will always focus on magic research."

"That's true," Sparrow Bee laughed, as if she was really just casually talking about some trivial matter just now, and changed the subject very naturally, "It's getting colder and colder, is everything okay with your uncle? I remember you mentioned to me before that your uncle suffers from stomach problems every winter, and I just plan to import a batch of medicinal materials from Beigang..."

"My uncle?" Torig blinked in confusion. He has been in this confusion one after another since just now, and now this confusion seems to have finally affected his external words and deeds: his speaking speed began to become very fast. Slowly, it seems that there are rusty gears spinning hard behind every sentence, "My uncle...Miss Flora...I don't quite understand your...meaning..."

"Uncle Tolle, have you forgotten?" Sparrow Bee asked in a natural tone while paying attention to the changes in Torig's expression, "Didn't he live in the city of Palansanto, which is close to the inland? You often write letters Contact——you have a very good relationship with him, I remember he made a special trip from Paransanto to see you last winter, and I also met him at that time..."

Torig looked at Finch Bee in a daze. He was listening carefully to every word that this black-haired girl with a scar on her face was still attractive, but every word was formed in his mind. The grotesque illusions were formed, and reorganized into a completely incomprehensible language in the spiraling winding, gradually accumulating and mutating in his thoughts...

But suddenly, the confusion on Torig's face disappeared, his body shook imperceptibly, as if his mind had restarted, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said with a normal and natural smile: "The lord has always been a reclusive person. A high-level mage like him will always focus on magic research..."

Bird Bee quietly watched the young man who was born and raised in Prandell, and watched the other party's natural smile.

She knew that this was really a living person with flesh and blood.

But not quite.

"That's true," the young black-haired girl laughed, and then waved her hand to say goodbye. "It's getting late, and I have to go back to the store to take over. Goodbye, Mr. Torig—we had a good talk."

"Of course, Miss Flora, I too...I'm very happy too," Torig responded quickly, his tone a little nervous, and he couldn't help but say more when he saw the black-haired girl in front of him about to walk away He said, "Well... can we have a meal together at noon tomorrow? I have prepared the best pine cheese, which is made by the best cheese workshop in this city..."

"Sorry, I still have plans tomorrow," Sparrow Bee shook her head apologetically, "But next time I have a chance, I will take the initiative to visit."

She waved her hand, turned and left, and walked towards the ramp leading to the inner block, and the moment she turned around, the faint smile on her face slightly retracted, and a cautious and serious look appeared instead.

Plandel doesn’t produce pine cheese at all, a specialty of the inland city of Paransanto.

The new setting has been changed, and the "cut" between this city and the "Violet Inland" is becoming more and more obvious...

Finchbee didn't stay in the border area of ​​the city anymore. She quickly passed through the streets and familiar shops in the border area, and entered the inner block of Plandel before the night fell completely.

The magic street lamps on both sides of the road are gradually brightening, and the soft light is dispelling the darkness in the city. As you enter the inner block, you will see more and more pedestrians on the road. The crowds coming and going dispel the cold, loneliness.

Finchbee slowed down and walked through the wide and neat streets of the city like ordinary citizens. The pedestrians passing by in front of her were dressed in the style of the Violet Kingdom. Those coats and blouses with dark colors as the main color looked deep and elegant. There is a faint sense of distance lingering, just like the impression left by this mysterious hermit country on other countries in the Loren continent. The magic street lamps with iron carvings on the roadside cast a warm light yellow light, It leaves shadows of different shades under the feet of pedestrians on the road.

On both sides of the street, the windows of critical stores were also lit up. Occasionally, the doors of the stores were pushed open, and the crisp copper bells jingled.

This is a very normal street scene at night. Quefeng has been living here for a year and a half, and has seen it for a year and a half, and has long been used to it.

But for some reason, an indescribable sense of disobedience always emerged from the bottom of her heart. Even looking at such a normal scene, she felt that everything she saw seemed to be covered with a layer of suspicion. I feel like the whole city is "deceiving" me.

If it is said that the anomalies she discovered here in the past period of time were all conclusions based on clues and intelligence summary reasoning, then at this moment... she seems to be directly "touching" the anomalies in this coastal city.

Or to put it another way: the anomaly has already happened, it's just been hidden, and it has been accumulating until today, and finally reached a certain point where it has to collide with the real world.