On the easternmost side of the transportation area, Gran Street, known as the "major artery", is in an orphanage.

"When you go out to activities at night, remember to wear a coat and keep warm..." The female teacher wearing a simple long skirt instructed the orphans who were reciting the word book, which was also a matter of precautions for the cold wave: "According to the tradition of the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Festival', you can pretend to be ghosts and come to ask for candies, but be polite. Remember, you are pretending to be ghosts and not beggars!"

"Also pay attention to safety. You need four or five people to join us, and you must not be alone."

"Some dealers will abduct children, sell you to unscrupulous processing plants, act as child laborers on assembly lines, or ask you to clean chimneys where only children can get into. In that environment, maybe you will inhale a lot of them before you grow up... Well, what's that called, right, harmful substances! You will become deformed and become ghosts in the real sense!"

The female teacher's narrative with a scary color was very effective, causing the orphans in the classroom to shrink their necks and bow their heads to recite the word book in their hands. The book book in their hands has long been old and has been passed down for many generations.

However, the attention of these children had already flown to the streets outside. They were looking forward to the "Ten Thousand Ghost Festival" after 8 o'clock, which was also the night of the arrival of the cold wave. On this day, they could come to ask for candies openly.

This is one of the few festivals in the whole year and are also very friendly to orphans.

In fact, after they finished reciting the vocabulary, the orphans could not wait to find their teammates who were active in the evening. In the corner, there was a small boy surrounded by a large number of friends, which seemed crowded.

"Norman...I... can I be with you?" said a little girl with freckles on her face.

"But...yes!" Little Norman touched his nose and showed a shy smile on his face. However, after dealing with the little girl, he called out a few acquaintances he knew to be the "teammates" of the evening activities.

If you look closely, these teammates are not particularly eye-catching, that is, they do not have a tall and strong big guy, nor do they have outstanding little girls... Of course, the latter will basically not become members of the orphanage.

Even if there are, they will be taken away by wealthy families soon.

These orphans who can be called "unusual" were selected by Little Norman, and their faces showed joy, while the other orphans next to them were disappointed. It seems that Little Norman seems to have great prestige in the hearts of these orphans and has established a certain degree of personal image...

Wow!

Suddenly, a harsh sound of air came from outside the window. The female teacher wearing a simple long skirt couldn't help but frowned:

Qi..... Qi sound? At this point in time, the entire Gangdian City had long been closed, and there would be no steam trains coming in and out. Where did the Qi sound come from? The female teacher walked out of the window with confusion in her heart. The next moment, her pupils suddenly shrank.

In the female teacher's vision, the scene outside the window was the Gran Street shrouded in night.

In the dark sky, a little bit of dark blue light fell like a ghost fire, as if deadly, penetrated into the house little by little, and fell on the bodies of ordinary people full of panic in an unstoppable manner.

This...is this?! The female teacher couldn't help but feel frightened, but she didn't wait for her to figure it out.

Some of the orphans in the classroom have already exclaimed—

"Wow, fireflies!"

Accompanied by a little tender voice, the little girl who had previously talked to Little Norman took the initiative to jump up. She touched the faint blue light spot in the air, and her freckled face was full of pure and flawless joy.

The little Norman beside her frowned and deeply felt something was wrong...

But before he could do anything, the dark blue light spots floating on the ceiling were like fine fishing nets, completely blocking their evasion space, falling little by little on all the orphans, and on their joyful faces.

Even the female teacher who was staying by the window was not spared, and she was also stained with the dark blue light spots.

"Love...thing is not right!"

Little Norman was alert, his thoughts were like a tide. The next moment, he had made up his mind: "Go to find the sister and elder brother of the Steam Church. They are very powerful and will definitely solve this kind of thing..."

With this idea, Little Norman was about to get up from the table, but suddenly, he felt dizzy and his whole body seemed to have lost strength. In his sight, the entire table fell down and the ceiling above came into view.

The next moment, the vision gradually became blurred, like a layer of frosted glass, and all the noisy sounds were moving away.

Little Norman heard the female teacher's screams and the sound of falling one after another. The next moment, the whole world fell into silence, staying in his sight, only the faint blue light spot outside the window seemed to cover the entire world.

Because...because I am a child?

Little Norman seemed to understand the reason. He was feeling the vitality in his body leaving. At this moment, he wanted to open his mouth and let the female teacher leave quickly, but his body could no longer do it. He felt a pair of hands holding him.

The next second, darkness surged over like a tide, completely swallowing up the young soul.

................

In the underground palace, Surman hid in the shadows and quietly looked at the figure under the huge stone statue.

A little bit of dark blue luster flew out from the vines and merged into Jenkins's body. At this moment, he was using the power of the Moon Silence Rite to forcibly advance to the level of "Dawn" - the fourth level!

Jenkins is already at the peak of the third level, but there is still a gap between the fourth level. However, Stuart, as a descendant of the Storm Giant, mastered the ritual of the moon, which is an almost trick.

The Moon Silence Ceremony can replace the normal promotion to the fourth level, the dawn ritual required for the profession, but at the cost, those who use the Moon Silence Ceremony to enter the fourth level will not have room for improvement—but for Jenkins, the dawn level is already his ultimate goal.

The third and fourth levels are the difference between the extraordinary realm and the dawn realm. These are two completely different life forms!

What's more, the fourth-level strength of the Dawn Realm is enough to allow him to suppress Gangdian City and complete the transaction with the Hunting Church......

The dark blue light spots like the ocean flew out from the branches and surrounded his figure.

In the darkness, Surman tightened the silver-gray secret talisman. As the rebirth, he understood very well that the dark blue light spots ahead, each point represented the vitality of ordinary people. Only by using them as sacrifices and thousands of innocent people as the source of strength can the entire ceremony be driven.

In a vague sense, Surman even heard the rippling sea of ​​the virtual world, heard the pain contained in the residual information from the death of the soul, unwillingness and confusion, and they did not know what they had encountered until they died...

Too many...

Even the virtual world that accommodates information is violently rippling with the ritual, allowing him, who is not a mage profession, to listen clearly to everything.

At this moment, reason told Surman that he should activate the silver-gray secret talisman and teleport it outside the city to escape from all these vortexes.

Or, after being out of danger, inform the ancient nobles of this news... No, we must tell the Snow Church that only they have the ability to stop everything, at least in terms of asking for help... There is also the Steam Church. Yes, through the contact point of Anne and others, we can contact the mobile castle behind them as soon as possible to pass the message out to call for the Steam Church's rescue.

I... I just need to pass on the message. Surman tightened the silver-gray secret talisman, but he could not inject his spirituality. The next moment, he suddenly thought of something and looked down at his palm.

By the way, there is also the task of plot events...

If the enemy is not solved, my task completion will be affected. Although it is marked survival, eliminating the main factors will greatly improve the completion... Yes, this is a very important thing! Everything is for the task!

Just like the rescue of the steam train, everything is for the mission, ha! It’s not because of the mission, how could I meddle in other people’s business?

It is also helpful to the ancient nobles to eliminate the Prayer Society, which is also for mission rewards. Otherwise, even if Scarce begs me, even if the riots of the Prayer Society will affect the situation and destroy the stable life of Gangdian City, it will not be my business. I... I am just a passerby!

When I was in the Ruins of Yattu, I thought about killing President Qisheng for the sake of generous rewards... Yes! His body is very valuable!

How could I, a player who advocates chaos, be like an indigenous? No matter how long I played in my previous life, it was just a "role play". I took the initiative to take over the secret script of Sin Flame, just for her world mission. The rewards for hunting other people are very generous!

The kill reward of the holder of the Black Abyss Secret Book is so valuable!

Yes, yes, I'm all for the task! Surman seemed to have found a reason to convince himself. The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, forming a smile. The next moment, the rising corners of his mouth became more and more extreme, making the whole smile become exaggerated, and as if it were clowns.

Suddenly, Surman paused and quietly calmed down his smile.

actually.......

No reason is needed, right?

Bang!

Surman kicked his feet, and his whole body was like an arrow from the string. His right hand had already pulled out Qianye, and his body was surrounded by a faint black smoke, killing Jenkins, who was holding the ceremony and was completely unable to move!
Chapter completed!