"Confirm, landing is completed, temporarily safe." After arriving at a special point in London, Lawrence confirmed the safety of the surrounding area and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the landing did not require combat at once like the third special point.

"What a big fog, the visibility is so low." Fujimaru Rika looked around, "Everyone stands tighter and be careful to disperse."

"Is the fog in this city so big?" Camilla frowned. Although London was foggy in her impression, such thick fog was rare.

"Call, call, please answer when you hear, listen to answer, Rika, Mashu? Are you there?" Dr. Roman's voice was transmitted through the communicator, sounding a little urgent.

"You can hear it, doctor, please don't worry, we have arrived at the special point safely." Mashew responded to Roman.

"That's good. I'm searching for your location here. The map system can still be activated. Wait for me." Roman breathed a sigh of relief and began to observe the map. "Your current location should be in Greenwich, London. The Thames River 300 meters north of you are. Can you observe it?"

"I'm sorry, it's not." Camilla's body surface was covered with blood and her brows were frowning. "We have a very thick fog here, with an observable distance of less than ten meters, and... there is a very uncomfortable atmosphere in the fog."

"Can it be a magic reaction?" Fujimaru Rika looked at Miss Lawrence, "Miss Lawrence, don't expand the magic position for now."

"I understand." Lawrence nodded without moving.

She knew what Fujimaru Rika was worried about, and Camilla could not feel uncomfortable for no reason. If there was a magic unit, Lawrence's magic position would probably be alarmed.

Roman immediately started searching, but after he actually immersed the magic radar into the London special point, he was stunned.

"Roman? Is there any result?" Lawrence asked while alert.

Roman knew that it was not the time for him to be stunned, so he nodded slowly and took a deep breath.

"You...be careful, something is wrong with this London."

"It's very wrong!" Roman's voice was unprecedentedly serious, "The city of London now... has thousands of magical reactions. Although the intensity of the reaction is different, it is dense and dense, almost spread throughout London!"

"Unlike the Second Special Point United Roman Empire's army, these are real magical reactions!"

"Mashu, Lawrence, Camilla, Simon, ready to fight at any time." Fujimaru Rika ordered immediately, "You must never relax your guard."

The four servants nodded together.

"At eleven o'clock, there was a relatively weak magic reaction around forty meters in the direction of you. Rika, it depends on you." Roman gave the choice to Rika.

"Prepare to come forward to contact us, please Mashu and Simon Chan if necessary."

"Yes, Lord." Mashu answered very skillfully.

In the thick fog, several people slowly moved towards the direction pointed out by Roman.

Lawrence had already deployed a magic position with a relatively small range and instantly felt something was wrong.

Her perception was hindered.

but......

It's not because of the fog, but-

Where they and others are located is within a huge magic position.

Lawrence couldn't help but feel palpitations.

London's special point...what exactly happened?

......

Underground.

Adrosson seemed to feel something.

"Is it a servant who was summoned independently in the barrier? The servant of the caster?" He frowned slightly, "or was something else?"

"Is something unexpected about you?" Shakespeare looked at Adrosson with a funny look.

Adrosson glanced at him and said lightly: "I won't be surprised. Take care of yourself, Shakespeare, I don't like people who talk too much."

"This is really distressing. A strong desire to express is one of the traits of great artists, right?" Shakespeare said with regret. "It's cruel that you are going to erase our traits now."

"It's just that your desire to express yourself is strong, don't substitute all artists." Adrosson was controlling the pile of magical instruments in front of him, and his attention was not focused on Shakespeare at all, but he could talk to him freely. "I met many artists during my lifetime, especially my father, who was even the greatest artist, and he was not as strong as you said."

"Oh, it's such a sharp rebuttal, which makes us speechless." Shakespeare smashed his mouth, "So, Mr. Andersen, do you have any opinions?"

"You talk about you, I don't want to participate in your topic." Although Andersen was locked up, he didn't have many thoughts. "For me, this is the happiest leisure time. How happy it is when no one urges to write a manuscript."

"You guy..."

Adrosson ignored the movements on the ground and regarded it as the barrier that he had summoned a somewhat vigilant caster independently.

......

On the ground, near Greenwich in London, Fujimaru Rika and her group had already touched the magic reaction in Roman's mouth.

He was a slow-moving person, unable to see his face clearly, and dressed in noble clothes.

He looked a little illusory, but there was indeed a magical reaction on his body.

Lawrence looked at the man and frowned.

If her perception is not wrong, this strange "person" should be sad.

"Hello?" She greeted her. She was basically responsible for Chalde's special negotiations.

The "man" seemed to have not noticed Lawrence's existence, but was just slowly walking on the streets of Greenwich like a walking dead.

Some words could be heard from him.

"Why...I am so gentle to everyone and extremely tolerant to everyone."

"Why, they regard me as an alien and hurt me..."

He was in a state of desolation and walked slowly, and the words he said were incomprehensible.

"Is this... a phantom?" Lawrence murmured as he pinched his chin.

"Phantom Spirit?" Fujimaru Rika asked strangely.

"The composition of the phantom spirit is somewhat similar to that of the heroic spirit." Lawrence explained to Fujimaru Takika, "But most phantom spirits are fictional, they are only in stories and rumors. They do not exist in themselves, but because of their popularity and many other reasons, they can obtain a way of existence similar to the spiritual foundation through certain channels."

"Of course there are many other special circumstances in the middle, but the phantom spirit can be roughly understood in this way, that is, the 'fiction character'." Lawrence looked at the phantom spirit that was gradually moving away and pursed his lips.
Chapter completed!