Chapter 1808 (1/2)

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With the passage of time, the moon night gradually becomes deep.

In the wasteland, a large number of demons are still active, making the whole ancient city seem much more lively than the daytime time.

Vaguely, the elves who are hiding in every corner of the abandoned capital can even hear the roar full of resentment, which makes people feel a burst of fear.

And those roars, either the roar of a wild spirit, or the voice of a ghost like ghost.

In such a city, the envoys from the four countries of the Empire of Austria, the kingdom of Alfas, the kingdom of sacred Kea and the Principality of doragugna are still playing games with each other and performing wonderful sword dance ceremonies.

Gradually, the gloomy and lively atmosphere in the wasteland began to fade.

The elves began to hide.

The elves gradually disappeared in their original place.

The sky gradually restored to light, has ushered in the dawn.

However, even if it is the dawn, the sky is still a gray, as if the same cloudy day, it seems some lifeless.

”Although, in this kind of time, even if there is good weather, I will not be happy

With such a feeling, Noah walked in the vast but somewhat shabby street, and kept walking forward.

Noah's destination is the center of the abandoned capital.

There, there is a very grand sanctuary.

It is said that in the past, when Feidu had not been baptized by the spirit wars, it was the place where the elves who built the city worshipped the elves.

Now, thousands of years later, the elves' war has turned this city into ruins, but it is a miracle that the shrine has been kept.

Of course, over the years, the shrine has become a place of interest.

However, there, the most mysterious spirit emissary in the spirit sword dance festival is waiting for Noah's arrival.

”Hoo Hoo!”

The cold wind blowing in the whole street, rolling up a dust, so that the vision has become a bit hazy.

Against the cold wind, Noah finally arrived at the temple after ten minutes.

Without any hesitation, Noah held out his hand and pushed the door open.

”Ka --!”

Under the heavy sound of rust, the door, which was two or three times higher than Noah, opened hard.

Entering the temple, Noah was presented with a very large hall.

In the middle of the main hall, a girl in the military uniform of the alphas and a ghost like mask on her face is facing Noah, like a statue, without moving.

Looking at the figure, Noah stopped.

Until then, red lotus just like from the false sleep to wake up, raised the head.

”Are you here?”

And if it's like the voice of the cold lotus, it's just like the voice of the cold lotus.

Only those who have seen real despair and hell can make such a sound.

Noah did not know what kind of despair and hell Honglian had seen.

But, at least, in Noah's memory, the man in front of him had brought an unimaginable hell and despair to others.

So Noah spoke faintly.

”Should I continue to call you Honglian? Or should I call you by your real name? ”

In a word, it makes the already heavy atmosphere as heavy as lead, which makes people feel that even breathing will be very difficult.

Honglian turns and looks at Noah. Her voice seems to be more indifferent than before.

”I see. Have you noticed my true identity?”