The sky turned into a sea of fire, and the earth was filled with turbidity and darkness. One after another, huge fragments broke through the burning clouds and fell to the polluted earth. The whole world was being distorted and destroyed every minute and every second.
In such a doomsday portrait, a mysterious figure in a dark red gradient windbreaker stands on a cliff, looking at the meteor shower in the distance, holding a wine glass in his right hand, as if the current beautiful scenery is worth celebrating with drinking.
who is he
What happened
Why did it turn out like this
Suddenly, a red-haired woman walked out of the sea of fire in the sky. She was wearing a black short skirt, her eyes seemed to be wrapped in a sea of blood, and she held an exquisitely carved long sword in her hand. When she stepped out, the sky was split in half by the sharp sword intent. Just looking at her figure, I felt my eyes stinging!
At this time, the mysterious man seemed to notice the gaze from behind. He turned his head slightly and was about to reveal his true face.
Igula tried to open his nonexistent eyes wide, trying to capture every detail of this mysterious man.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Igula pushed Ash's hand away, wiped his wet lips and cursed: "What are you doing!"
Ash looked puzzled. He raised the water bottle in his hand and said, "I'm going to give you some water. Am I going to put your head in the toilet and drown you? I would like to, but unfortunately there's not a drop of water in the toilet. If you don't want to drink it, forget it. Do you want more, Harvey?"
"I don't want to go to the bathroom here." Harvey's voice was very soft. He sat against the wall. Even his dark face could not hide his weakness.
Ash thought for a moment, screwed the water bottle shut and put it away, "Let's save it first, maybe they'll send us food later..."
At this time, Igula finally had time to check his situation: the three of them were in a small room of about ten square meters. The floor and walls were padded, light shone through the gaps in the wall, and there was an integrated toilet with a sink in the corner.
There were no windows in the room, but there was a pipe opening in the corner of the ceiling, which slowly spewed out warm white mist, which quickly dissolved into the air in the room.
He checked his equipment. His knife, self-defense firearm, and multi-functional keychain were all gone, but the metal headdress was still there. When straightened, it was a metal spike. It had some protective effect, but it required a lot from the enemy: they had to be completely defenseless and take off all protective gear.
Well, it can only be effective when the enemy is in bed or taking a shit.
Igula wanted to stand up and block the pipe, but he found that his whole body was limp and he had no strength at all. He couldn't even stand up and fell directly in front of Ash.
"That's the anesthetic spray." Ash said lazily, "Don't you notice that we are all so weak when we speak?"
"You've been talking like you're constipated, how could I tell?" Igula lifted up his sleeves and found that the parts of his body that were scratched by the sniper bullet had actually begun to scab over. He couldn't help but be a little surprised - although it was not as good as a therapist's, the treatment effect was already better than ordinary first aid.
"Do you know what time it is now?" he suddenly asked.
Ash said, "It was 1 a.m. on May 2nd - we probably slept for less than an hour. But there may be time differences between different countries, so it may not be 1 a.m. outside."
Igula didn't ask how Ash knew the time without a chip or a clock. He put his hand on the floor and felt a slight vibration: "We are on a moving vehicle, maybe a car, but I have never seen a car with such good sound insulation and shockproof effects..."
He nodded at the collar around his neck: "Have you tested this thing?"
"Outputting magic power will trigger a strong discharge." Harvey said calmly: "If you want to test it, I suggest you take off your pants and sit on the toilet to test it. But it doesn't matter if you test it directly. These cushions are very absorbent, and the traces of your incontinence will disappear quickly."
Igula looked at Harvey and Ash with a strange look on his face. "Since you took the initiative to tell me, I won't ask you how you knew this information... Do you have any other information?"
After a moment of silence, Ash said, "Before I passed out, I heard someone say, 'I can only pick up three foreigners'... This is not an ambush for adventurers, this is an ambush for us. They even knew that Ronald and Langna would not come."
"A miracle from the prophecy faction or the destiny faction." Igula was not surprised: "What happened to the werewolf and his prey?"
"Ronald died trying to save Lonna," Ash said briefly. "I didn't see what happened next."
However, Igula raised his eyebrows and said "oh" softly, with no surprise on his face.
Ash suddenly had a strong intuition and asked, "Did you know Ronald would do this?"
"To be precise, I taught him to do this." Igula smiled and said, "After all, I sympathized with him, so I planned to collude with him privately, thinking that we would besiege Langna together after escaping the prison. But he was not interested in this, but wanted 'real revenge', and I happened to find out some information about Langna, so I told him the real way of revenge."
"You lied to him?"
"I never lie to people," Igulla said. "I just fulfill their wishes."
"How funny, another name for a liar is God?"
The cult leader and the trickster exchanged cold glances. The necromancer suddenly said, "Even if Ronald and Langna didn't come in, why didn't the other adventurers come? The hunting festival won't end because of us. On the contrary, the adventurers should have an additional bounty mission to hunt us down."
Ash spread his hands and said, "Don't you see how scared we are of the other adventurers... Maybe they are hiding in the war zone now, and they will not dare to continue to participate in the hunting festival until Gerard signs a written agreement not to arrest them. With this delay, it will be considered efficient for them to work normally tomorrow night."
"Or maybe the passage to the virtual world has been blocked." Igula guessed: "Since they can accurately predict our arrival, they may have prepared means to block the passage to the virtual world."
Harvey sighed softly and said, "So, we can't count on adventurers to save us..."
At this moment, complex emotions arose in the hearts of the three of them at the same time - in order to escape from the Blood Moon Kingdom, they went through untold hardships to scare away the adventurers and deceive Gerard, and finally passed through the virtual passage to the new world. Before they could even breathe a breath of free air, they were immediately caught in a daze.
However, their greatest hope of escaping this predicament is the pursuers from the Blood Moon Kingdom.
Igula shook his head, throwing away all the regret and resentment that had just arisen, and turned to look at Ash: "Where is your Kill Me Miracle?"
"I've tried it," Ash said, "but this thing is an external object, equivalent to a magician who continuously casts spells. Killing my miracle can clear my negative state for a second, but as long as I wear the collar, I will be restrained again in the next second... I have to physically remove the collar."
"I think a tool that may leak electricity at any time will not be in a good mood when it is violently cracked." Harvey pulled the collar slightly with his fingers, and the silver collar suddenly emitted a dangerous red light.
"Confinement collars, anti-suicide padded compartments, anesthetic spray..." Igula murmured, "It's not surprising that we were ambushed and caught. What's strange is how they have such a professional set of transportation tools. If they didn't buy this equipment specifically for us, it means that their work clients also need to live in such a place."
"Who would want to use this kind of equipment for transportation?"
"Death row inmates, lunatics, slaves?" Ash guessed.
"It could be a corpse," Harvey said.
"Don't bluff me. Isn't the standard transportation configuration for corpses wrapped in body bags?"
"As the leader of a cult, don't you understand that a fresh corpse has its own special value, especially the residual warmth left behind, which is simply the final echo of life. Watching a warm corpse gradually turn into a pile of meaningless meat, that wonderful sense of witnessing, I'm sure you can understand, Ash?"
"Who would understand this?"
Listening to the two of them talking aimlessly, Igula, who was in a very bad mental state, subconsciously wanted to interrupt them, but he soon realized that something was wrong - because Ash and Harvey looked as bad as orc dancers in makeup, neither awake nor able to sleep.
This anesthetic treatment spray, in addition to making them numb and anaesthetized, seems to have an anti-sleep effect, suppressing their physiological state as much as possible while leaving them in an insomniac state.
Compared to direct hypnosis, this sleepy and sleepless state is more suitable for dealing with magician prisoners. It can exhaust the magician's mental power. After a long time, the magician may not even be able to maintain normal thinking ability. If interrogation is required, prisoners in this state are more likely to reveal information. Igula has learned this knowledge point when reading books on interrogation and other aspects of the psychic faction.
Ash and Harvey may not understand this, but when they realized they couldn't sleep, they subconsciously used high-intensity communication to keep their minds active and maintain their condition as much as possible.
Igula quickly gathered his thoughts and thought carefully about his current situation.
In fact, their situation was not that bad. After all, if they were ambushed by an army from a foreign country, they would either have their memories forcibly retrieved or have become a warm corpse that Harvey loved the most. It was not that Igula judged other countries with the heart of the blood moon, but it was a consensus that 'the hearts of countries other than ours must be different'.
Although no one knows who could have used the miracle of prophecy to accurately predict their appearance, this at least proves that they are valuable, perhaps as research material, perhaps as slaves, but there is hope for them to survive.
If this country is also a place where civilization is more than barbarism, and social rules can restrain the strong, then Igula is even confident that he can make a career here. For a psychic, rules and humanity are the strongest weapons.
Thinking of the prophecy faction, Igula couldn't help but recall his dream just now. That was the result of the "revelation" magic spirit being activated in the dream, a rare phenomenon that Igula could not figure out the law at all.
He had experienced revelations in his dreams several times in the past, but most of them were meaningless images.
The only time it worked was when Igula suddenly dreamed of Broken Lake Prison after meeting Amy for the first time in Gambling Apocalypse. He didn't take this revelation seriously at that time, but now thinking back, it might be a sign of his imprisonment.
But the scenes in the dream are too exaggerated... Is the world destroyed
Igula was not questioning the "destruction of the world", he was questioning himself - how could he, a "blind man" who was not even at the silver level in the prophecy faction, be qualified to see such a distant and grand future
Even the four-winged legendary prophet might not be able to predict the fate of the world, right
And who is that mysterious man watching the world's destruction
Perhaps the 'revelation' spirit also inhaled the anesthetic spray and played the scenes that happened in the past to him...
Meanwhile, Ash and Harvey stopped chatting. Although they wanted to fight against their depressed mental state, their dopamine secretion seemed to be suppressed. They felt more and more tired the more they talked, and just wanted to shut up.
No, I have to find something exciting to do.
Ash muttered to himself, and a familiar game interface appeared in front of him, with the current time displayed in the upper right corner of the interface.
Come draw a card.