pappabearbooks Chapter 267 The Flame Of Liberation
Chapter 267 The Flame Of Liberation
"Don't mess with those nagging things, come out if there are still people alive, and you can be free without me."
Wu Wei didn't care where the intermittent voice came from.
After entering the city, he only saw the brightness of civilization but not the aborigines anyway.
According to the normal situation, as long as there is a radiance of civilization, even if the aborigines of this world still exist, they are basically not far from complete extinction.
After waiting for a long time, Wu Wei didn't wait for a response, so he led a few people to Wenming Huimang's location.
The sights he saw along the way gave Wu Wei only the feeling of death and dilapidation.
He roughly estimated the size of this small town. If there were a lot of people, there would be about 30,000 to 40,000 residents in this small town.
Although Wu Wei didn't know where the noise in the small town was coming from, it must have something to do with the stone tower.
The closer they were to the stone tower, the more intermittent sounds became.
It's just that most of these voices are simple words, which cannot be connected into sentences, and it is difficult to obtain any effective information from them.
Wu Wei led the crowd to the bottom of the stone tower, but found that there was no way to go up the stone tower with the torch that illuminated the whole city on the top.
The bottom of the entire stone tower is completely closed.
But except for Dabao, everyone can fly.
Wu Wei carried the shrunken Dabao and flew all the way to the top of the stone pagoda.
Regardless of the huge torch, Wu Wei directly touched the shining civilization.
Some civilizations are gift-giving, and they usually appear in the form of treasure chests.
There are also many civilizations that are missions or dungeons.
Basically, it is to complete the obsession, or legacy, of some civilizations that have passed away.
After Wu Wei touched this light-curtain-like glow of civilization, an image that had been preserved for an unknown number of years began to play in front of his eyes again.
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"Has the fog practitioner who went out to investigate come back?"
There was an imperceptible hint of despair in an old voice.
At the top of the unsealed stone tower, an old man with white beard and hair asked the middle-aged man in front of him.
"There was a but, but he said..."
The middle-aged man obviously did not have the concentration of the old man, and his voice trembled.
"What did you say, calm down and talk."
The old man's voice was calm and calm, and he clapped his palms vigorously. The sound of clapping his palms seemed to have magical powers, which finally calmed down the middle-aged man who was on the verge of collapse.
Emotions are contagious. When the middle-aged man first received the news from the misty practitioner who was close to madness, not only him, but even other city executives were ashamed.
Only the old man in the tower can calm the desperate man a little bit.
"He, he said, there's nothing out there..."
"Except for the mist, there are only monsters in the mist. All other cities and villages have disappeared without a trace."
Hearing the man's words, the old man pretended to be calm, but his knuckles slightly exerted force showed that his heart was not calm, but he could not panic.
As the Holy Fire Priest, if he panicked, the city would not be far from Death.
But even if those out-of-the-mist practitioners would deceive them, neither would the Holy Fire.
As the holy fire priest, the old man could feel that after the fog suddenly increased, the connection between the holy fire tower in Huolin City and other holy fire towers was cut off.
And there are no signs of recovery yet.
Ever since the mist appeared, there have been cities or villages in the kingdom one after another. After a wave of mist, they disappeared without a trace.
Because during the fog wave, the monsters in the fog will riot and launch crazy attacks on the human settlements, so the kingdom has no ability to detect how those cities and villages disappeared during the fog wave.
On the contrary, because of the need to stabilize the hearts of the people, the high-level officials of the Kingdom and the Holy Fire Church have been blocking the news of the disappearance of those settlements, so as not to cause greater panic.
Wu Wei watched the old man write this message like a suicide note on a piece of parchment, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
But the current information is still too little, it is difficult to support Wu Wei to make a judgment, calm down, Wu Wei continued to look down.
Wu Wei is very interested in the source and characteristics of this fog. Logically speaking, with the ability of a civilization, they have created many professions specifically for the fog environment.
There are also means like torches and lighthouses that can ensure the safety of human settlements. Not to mention whether they can develop, they should not just become extinct.
If it was said that the old man wrote about the wave of fog causing monsters to attack the city, Wu Wei did not feel that the small city was destroyed by fighting.
He didn't even see much blood in the small town, but it was because of a hopeless dead silence that enveloped the whole small town.
But the sudden fast-forward video told Wu Wei how the city became a dead place in a short period of time.
The biggest impact of the fog on them is not the occasional monster siege, or in the process of everyone in this city going from life to death.
The situation in this city has not experienced a wave of fog.
Wu Wei thought about it again, but everyone in this city died of hunger and lack of water, and, despair.
In the original world of these people, after the sun comes out, the mist will be suppressed by the sun's rays, and the crops will be able to grow after being nourished by the sun.
The fog doesn't have too much influence on these plants. Even if the fog covers these plants at night, as long as the sun rises as usual, the plants can use the energy of the sun to expel the fog in their bodies.
The water obtained by the residents at noon can also be used for irrigation and drinking after simple purification. Although everyone's life is sad, they can still live on.
Except for the fog waves that don't know how often, that is, stay in the city honestly at night and don't go out.
But after that wave of mist, the people of this small town discovered that there was no sun anymore...
Without the sun, that means, no food, no water.
The shrouded light of the sacred fire is only above the ground, so even if there is groundwater, it will be eroded by the mist and become undrinkable.
Even though there are quite a few high-level professionals in the city, they still need to eat. Without food and water, they will die!
Then, Wu Wei watched most of the people in a small city enter into the torch on the top of the stone tower.
There are ordinary people who are about to be dehydrated with despair and relief, and there are professionals who can't bear it. After secretly drinking groundwater full of mist energy, their bodies mutate and are killed by guards.
Fewer and fewer people died in the small town.
Except for a small number of professionals who decided to leave the small town to find life in the endless fog outside, more people turned their bodies into fuel for the torch.
Compared to dying of thirst and starvation, or being eroded into monsters by the mist, the residents of this small city are delighted to be able to walk into the embrace of the holy flame.
The last one is the old man who is the holy fire priest. He drained the last bit of energy from his body, closed the bottom of the holy fire tower, and stood on the top of the stone tower to look at the whole small city.
In the past few days after the fog wave, there were not a few people killed by him.
Those thugs who went crazy after despair, those lunatics who wanted to kill their own people and live by eating blood and flesh, were all suppressed by him and thrown into the holy fire to become fuel.
He allows those who want to live to leave, but those crazy actions are not allowed.
As the strongest person in the small town, the old man who can mobilize the power of the holy fire in the city is fully capable of maintaining order in the small town until he is the only one left in the whole city.
After tidying up the priest's robes stained with blood, the old man walked slowly into the flames of the torch, with a relieved smile on his old face.
The frowning brows finally dispersed, and as the flames engulfed his body, the old man's expression became more and more relaxed.
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