Chapter 1475 Disappear

The figures of Sparrow Bee and Night Owl suddenly disappeared in the endless darkness, as if stepping over an invisible boundary. Beyond the boundary, there is a "world" completely different from the silent city in the thick fog. ".

When they left this dense fog, they also left this time and space distorted by extraordinary visions.

Mordir Wilde was still standing quietly on the foggy street. He didn't follow the footsteps of the two young operators, but stayed on the edge of the foggy field. After going to the border of mist, recalling the phenomenon when the two young people stepped across the boundary, they finally said softly with a hint of surprise: "It turns out that it is a boundary of discontinuous time and space, no wonder... it seems that the whole space is no longer It's not the real world anymore."

There was silence all around, and no voice responded to the muttering of the old mage, but he suddenly laughed, and turned his head to look at an empty place next to him: "It may take a while for the sun to fully rise. , I can stay here with you for a while."

After the voice of the old mage fell, the air was still silent, but the surrounding gray mist suddenly produced a strange flow, and then a line of pale words appeared on a nearby wall: "Sure enough, I didn't hide it from you. Eye."

"Actually, I didn't notice it at first. The abnormal environment here affected my perception, but I have experience, some...unusual experience," Modil said lightly, and he simply found a relatively clean block nearby. Xi Di sat down, "You're not actually waiting in any 'safe place' at all, you've been following them, right?"

"...Before they evacuated, I returned to the stronghold, but at that time I could no longer contact them. I spent a long time trying to pass the message, until finally I found out that by leaving writing on the surface of the material. Talk to them," the writing on the wall quickly extended, "At that time, I knew I couldn't go back."

Mordir was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "...how did you get into this state?"

"Beicheng District was first covered by fog, and I was inspecting an unmanned warehouse. After noticing the abnormal thick fog outside, I chose to hide in the warehouse and wait for the fog to dissipate. That was the biggest mistake I made. After that, the messenger knocked on the door of the warehouse, and I disappeared into the mist together with the warehouse, and then... I was left here."

"You don't want them to know the truth, just because you don't want to make them sad?" Modil shook his head, "They are trained military intelligence officers, even if they know your situation, they will still complete the task. It can be seen, and the changes in you are also a piece of vital information, you should let them take it out..."

"If they knew what happened to me, they too would be in the fog,

I can no longer cross the discontinuous border just now," the pale text on the wall reads, "this fog... is very unusual, it is located outside the border between reality and illusion, and the power of mind and cognition will compete with The fog is entangled together, the more you know in the fog, the less you can get out of this secret place. "

Modir's expression gradually became serious, and he quickly realized: "Then how do you know that it's okay to tell me these things? Don't you worry that I will be trapped here too?"

"...you weren't here in the first place, were you?" The pale writing on the wall continued, although it was just words, Mordir seemed to see the smile of the writer from those letters, "This is just a Meng, you are still in the warm bedroom of Winterhold, lying on the bed."

"Sure enough," Modil touched his beard and sighed softly. Obviously, he had vaguely noticed some truths before, but he was still not very sure. It was not until this time that he confirmed his conjecture, "No wonder I I feel that the flow of magic power is a bit weird when casting spells, and the mental protection spells still can't be formed... If my mind is in a dream state from the beginning, then everything makes sense."

As he said that, he frowned slightly, and said to the empty street: "But how did you know all this? Although I don't know much about the situation of your Military Intelligence Bureau, I guess you are not a scholar. A profound magician or an extraordinary scholar is not an expert in confrontation in this area, not to mention that this fog is so weird, even if a real expert comes here, they should not be able to investigate so many things in a short period of time, right?"

"...the mist itself told me a lot," the words on the wall began to write again, "When I became a part of this place, I naturally knew some things, and even directly perceived some 'truths', such as your The real state, but it involves the principle behind it... Sorry, I don’t know what the principle is, as you said, I am not an expert in this field.”

"You don't know, but I can probably guess a little bit. I guess this so-called 'fog' probably originated from an unusually huge...'mind', and it is even possible that the fog itself is a part of this huge mind," Mo said. Dill looked very serious, and said slowly while thinking, "Only in this way can we explain why you know some knowledge that doesn't belong to you in the mist, and it can also explain why you will be trapped in the mist forever if you know this knowledge." middle."

"An unusually large 'mind'?!" The pale text on the wall conveyed shocking emotions, "What kind of mind can produce such a terrifying power, even covering the whole..."

"God." Modil said calmly.

The words on the wall did not respond for a while, and it seemed that the writer was also in great shock. At this time, Mordir thought of the shadow dwellers he had seen before, and thought of those strange people who seemed to have a close relationship with the shadow world. The contacted "Messenger Figure" thought of the house swallowed by black flames in the mist, and thought of the strange fact that he entered this "Violet City" inexplicably in a dream, and many clues turned in his mind like pages in the wind. Then, for a brief moment, all the pages come together as a whole.

"I think I probably know why I came here in my sleep," the old mage sighed softly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw brighter and brighter morning lights emerging in the sky at the end of the mist. Dawn The sun seemed to be shining on this world, and the darkness at the border of the mist was about to completely recede. He watched all this quietly, and said softly, "It seems that here, dreams and reality have been completely mixed together."

He suddenly turned to the air next to him, with a hint of apology in his tone: "Sorry, I originally wanted to chat with you, but I didn't expect to talk about so many boring things."

"No, I think this is quite interesting," the pale text began to write again, "Few people have the opportunity to talk with a knowledgeable and experienced adventurer like you, and even discuss and solve a puzzle. It was a valuable experience for me."

Mordir didn't speak for a while, but just let the tranquility of this moment continue. He sat in the city of Plandel, which was shrouded in dense fog, watching the morning glow in the dense fog spread from the direction of the coastline. During his long and fragmented adventure career, he has seen countless bizarre scenes, seas of flames burning underground, magical torrents oscillating and undulating at the boundaries of foreign spaces, and elemental rifts tearing apart in the clouds, each of which is thrilling.

But even compared with those experiences, the dawn in the city of dense fog is enough to leave a deep memory on him.

An invisible traveler is here waiting with him to witness this otherworldly moment.

"...It's almost time," Mordir suddenly broke the silence, "Is there anything you want to say? I don't have the ability to bring you back, but I can bring your last words to the person you care about."

"...I don't have anyone to worry about. I'm an orphan. I have no parents or siblings. I was rescued from a wild dog by Chief Amber twenty years ago in the sewer alley. She gave me a stutter... "The writing on the wall continued, paused here for a moment, and then continued to write, "If you have a chance to see her later, tell her, 'Silver Eye' Cloade completed the task very well, as always .”

"I remember, next time I see her, I will tell you the information you collected here," Modil said slowly, "These information...is extremely important."

"That's good." The writing on the wall said simply.

Modil exhaled softly, stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at the gradually brightening sky in the depths of the mist in the distance. Day is about to come in the real world. When the light covers the earth, the power of shadow Then retreat temporarily, and the fog will return to where it should be. If his guess is correct, this will also be the last sunrise of this "Prandelle City".

Just like the City of Thousand Towers, Palansanto and Lenghai City that may have completely disappeared.

A bit of chill came from the direction of the inner city. Modil looked back and saw the pitch-black flames rising into the sky, burning the whole city in the thick fog. Looming in the sky, between the flames and the mist, there are countless shadow dwellers condensed by the shapeless black mist moving back and forth, and the entire city is being swallowed by the flames quickly. Quiet as a dream about to be broken.

The old mage sighed and regretted that he couldn't see the last scene.

He must wake up.

In the next second, before the black flames were about to spread to the end of the street, Modil's figure suddenly disappeared in the foggy street, as silently as when he came here.

Bird Bee and Night Owl stared blankly back at the direction they came from. The cold sea wind howled and blew across the bare beach, and the early morning sun spread along the sea surface, covering the entire land. Under the mighty and brilliant morning light, , all they could see was the rolling wilderness.

The Violet Frontier city "Prandel" that once stood on the edge of the coast has long since disappeared. It wasn't destroyed, it wasn't deserted and collapsed, but there were no traces left, not even a piece of broken brick or tile, or the smell of fireworks. .

As if there had never been any Plandel here, as if there had been nothing but a bare wilderness, a pristine coastline for centuries and more.

They have only seen this scene since they got out of the strange thick fog, and then the two officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau waited here for a long time, and they did not wait for the legendary adventurer to come out, let alone their "shop" Long" appears.

They seem to be forgotten, forgotten on this bare and pristine beach.

But Quefeng had already vaguely guessed something in her heart, and she believed that Ye Xiao was the same.

"The store manager didn't come out...and so did Your Excellency Mordir." She heard Ye Xiao muttering in a low voice.

But she and Ye Xiao were not really worried about the safety of the legendary adventurer. After all, the other party was the legendary adventurer.

"Prandelle City is gone," whispered Finchbee, "as if it never existed."

"The beach to the southeast of Prandell here is not wrong in terms of terrain," Ye Xiao looked back at the direction the sea wind was blowing from, and saw the fine waves being blown by the wind and beating on the black reef. The beach presents a primitive feeling that has never been touched by anyone. He clearly remembers that although it is not a pier, there used to be some coastal facilities, but now even those facilities outside the city have disappeared. , "No city, no port, no violet..."

At this moment, there was another gust of sea wind blowing inland from far away. Finchbee subconsciously raised her head and looked along the wind. Under the brighter sunlight, she suddenly saw the city that used to be the city of Prandell. There seems to be a trace of mist emerging from the edge of the original wilderness, and the mist that suddenly appeared in the air seems to have penetrated from another time and space, suddenly and eye-catching.

For such a brief moment, she almost thought that Plandel City was coming back, and even began to suspect that she was just trapped in an illusion. In fact, Plandel did not disappear, nor did the facilities on the coast. She was sleepy, and now the real scenery was about to reappear in front of her eyes, but in the next second, the thin mist quickly dissipated.

In the dissipated mist, a figure seemed to beckon to her. Before she even had time to confirm whether it was her hallucination, the last trace of mist melted in the sunlight.

She woke up from the unrealistic fantasy, and immediately felt the biting cold sea breeze taking away the heat from her body.

In the former Prandell City, the sea breeze was not so cold, and the city itself blocked the power of nature, but now, the two officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau may have to meet the challenge in a primitive and barren land.

All the supplies have been taken away by the thick fog and the "messenger" in the thick fog.

"What should we do next?" Ye Xiao looked at Que Feng solemnly, "According to the order of command, you will give the order now."

Finchbee's voice was low: "...the task has not been completed, we have to survive and tell our superiors what happened here."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to spread the news. All the communication equipment has disappeared along with the city, and all the means of transportation have disappeared at the same time. It is impossible for us to swim across the strait. It is winter," Ye Xiao said bluntly. The current situation, "the latest cargo ship from Beigang will have to wait until next week."

"Then do the first thing first." Sparrow Bee took a light breath, patted his face with his hands, "find a way to survive."