"It's President Araham's bell."

　　 Everyone came to the square spontaneously. On the high platform of the square, a handsome middle-aged man appeared on it. He has black hair, a burly body and a strong face.

　　 "The headquarters has already responded to my application, and the support will come tomorrow."

　　 "In addition to the support of personnel, there are weapons. As long as we survive the two most difficult days, we can survive this crisis!"

　　 Hearing what he said, the hearts of the people below were excited.

　　 "Now I want to distribute the last supplies for everyone."

　　 Araham spoke as he ordered the demon hunter standing by to distribute the ammunition, and finally he took out a black box with a palm.

　　 "If it comes to an emergency and suffers fatal injuries, everyone can take this potion, remember that it must be the last juncture!"

　　 Araham exhorted each word.

　　 "He is a legend." Henrik whispered to Roger, "Araham fought to the last point in that battle. Although he finally survived, he was hit hard."

　　 "Not long after the new president took office, he died of injuries."

　　 There was a rare respect on Henrik’s face, "Such a guy is really amazing."

　　 When the two were talking quietly, the team in the square was divided into several columns, each responsible for different areas of the city.

　　 Roger and Henrik are in the crowd, they have made up their minds, they will leave here as long as they find a chance, looking for a way to leave this strange place.

　　 From morning until dusk, they dealt with several attacks in a row. The two did not find a chance to leave the city. Night fell, just as they were about to return to their resting place.

　　 A cloud of black mist suddenly rushed into the dark streets. The area of ​​this black mist was so large that it shrouded from the sky and seemed to cover the entire cursed land.

　　 hiss and screams sounded one after another.

　　 In every room in the city, terrible mutations and massacres are taking place.

　　 Crackling!

　　 The wooden door was smashed, and various strange and distorted figures rushed out from it.

"what happened?"

　　 "When did this black fog appear?"

　　 The killing began.

　　 Roger and the two were dragged into the battle group before they could escape.

　　 At this time, Roger was very easy to deal with this mutated monster, but as the monster fell, his whole person's emotions became more and more weird.

　　 When he recovered, Roger discovered that it was not just him, but the others around him were also caught in a weird mania.

　　 They seem to have forgotten the reason of being human, they just attacked mechanically, and later they didn't know how to dodge even if they were seriously injured.

　　 I don't know who was the first to inject the medicine Araham gave them.

"Roar!"

　　The body of the demon hunter who had been injected with the medicine swelled, and his face became extremely hideous.

　　 Click!

　　 casually twisted the neck of a monster, blood splashed on his face, and the demon hunter let out a howl of excitement.

　　 The second and the third.

　　 Affected by an inexplicable emotion, more and more people were injected with medicine. Gradually, the situation became out of control.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The ouroboros in his mind spins fast, and Roger hits Henrik's shoulder with a punch.

　　 "Calm down, this is not our battle!"

　　 Henrik's eyes have recovered a bit of clarity. He looked around and saw the chaos of the city.

At this time, both the surrounding monsters and the demon hunters were in chaos. No one paid attention to Roger anymore. The two of them retreated. But at this moment, Roger saw a figure floating from the top of the clock tower. .

　　 "It's Araham!"

　　 "What is he going to do?"

　　 Henrik frowned, "The support won't come until tomorrow. One night is enough time for the monsters in the city to kill everyone!"

　　 "Stab!"

　　 Araham suddenly tore off his clothes, and his majestic body was covered with black patterns.

　　 With his hands raised above his head, terrible power exploded from under his feet.

　　咚!

　　 The entire bell tower exploded from the inside.

　　 A huge red magic circle appeared from the ground!

　　 "Is this the final counterattack?" Henrik looked at what was happening in the distance.

　　 Araham muttered words, and every time he uttered a spell, a demon hunter wailed and died with a headshot.

"what happened?!"

　　The blood of the dead demon hunters gathered together and poured into the underground magic circle from the air.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 "It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

　　 Araham let out a grin. He opened his hands and pulled a cloud of black mist into his mouth. At the same time, the magic circle under his feet was shining brightly, and blood-colored energy poured into his body.

　　 Black and red formed a cycle in his body.

　　 "This...what is going on?"

　　 Henrik's face changed drastically. What Araham did at this time was obviously not to reverse the situation in Crescent City.

　　 For his own purposes, he actually sacrificed all the demon hunters in the entire city alive!

　　 "Are all the lie recorded in the guild?"

　　 Henrik took a step forward, seemingly intending to stop everything in front of him, but he soon recovered.

　　 They are in a weird time gap, and they only see images from 30 years ago.

　　 No matter what effort is made, there is no way to change everything that has happened.

　　 At this time, Araham floating in the sky also found Roger and Henrik in the corner.

　　 But he was obviously not in the mood to deal with these two slippery fish, opened his hand, and continued his ritual.

　　 Roger frowned and looked at Araham in the sky.

　　 At this time, he felt an abnormality in Araham.

　　 Anomaly from the soul.

　　 This guy is the same as himself.

　　 No wonder he would do such a thing.

　　 "He is the president of Bordeaux, why did he do this?" Henrik obviously couldn't understand Arahan's approach.

　　 Just then Roger's ears moved slightly.

　　 He turned his head to look into the distance.

"listen……"

　　 "What?" Henrik looked confused.

　　 "It seems to be the sound of waves."

　　 Roger's nose twitched.

　　 "There is also the smell of sea water."

　　 "How is it possible? It's at least..."

　　 The next second he opened his eyes wide, watching the huge black waves sweeping from the horizon.

　　 An inspiration flashed in his mind, "Hurricane Katrina has landed!"

　　 "Reality affects the cursed land!"

　　 is just a matter of speaking, the sound of the waves slamming into both ears, from the perspective of Crescent City, the horizon in the distance is in a line.

　　 That momentum seems to drown the world!

　　 "How can there be such a big impact?!" Roger was also secretly stunned~lightnovelpub.net~ Maybe it has nothing to do with the circle at his feet! "Henrik said casually, and grabbed Roger and ran away.

　　 It would be fatal to shoot such a big momentum directly.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　 Araham floating in the sky let out an unwilling roar.

　　 "Damn! Damn!"

　　 "Give me a few more minutes, just a few minutes!"

　　 Boom!

　　 The huge wave swamped everything. In the next instant, Roger and the two were swept away. The moment he looked back, Roger saw that Arahan's body was torn in half by the backlash of the circle.

　　 In the violent shaking, the entire cursed place seemed to be torn apart.

　　 The sky revolved around the earth, sea water poured into the whole world, the body was washed away uncontrollably, and then hit the invisible barrier.

　　 There was no pain as he had imagined. Looking at the floating corpse beside him, Roger suddenly realized something.

　　 "Does my body come from here?"

In a trance, he felt that his consciousness had come to a special place.

　　

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