"How come you carry a gun?"

Elliot came to his senses and questioned.

He was really shocked when he saw Xia Ren pull out his gun. Fortunately, she didn't shoot directly, but even if it was smashed, what if it went off fire?

Elliot knows the dangers of guns. Even in the wealthy area, shootings will occur occasionally. Maybe the neighbor who was still smiling to greet you this morning will die in the shooting at night.

“Self-protect.”

Xia Ren said.

Elliot originally wanted to convince Xia Ren to throw the gun away, but when he heard this answer, he was speechless.

Even she knows the danger of guns, so how could Anna, who lives frequently in shootings, not know, but what can she do if she knows? A weak woman, who just died of her husband, came here alone after walking so far away, and I don’t know how many difficulties she will go through on the road.

If there is no way, no one is willing to take this risk in vain.

If there is no gun, what should she protect herself?

Elliot asked himself, if he had encountered the same situation, he might not even dare to go out from a distance, so he could only find someone to send a message to the rich area. Even if he had to go out, he would probably choose to carry a gun.

He was in a complicated mood and no longer had the initial fear. He just felt a little admiration and pity for this strong woman.

If only...living outside.

Elliot is not an impulsive person, nor is he the kind of man who meets beautiful women, even the two of them have thought about their surnames in the future.

He took his feelings very seriously, but at this moment he made a somewhat ridiculous decision in his heart.

Although she had not met Anna for more than half an hour, Elliot wanted to take her away from Mindrakein's country to live.

Xia Ren didn't know that the man around him had already arranged their futures in a short period of time.

He was observing the room in front of him.

The room was cleaned clean and the floor was almost uneasy. All the furniture surfaces were carefully wiped with towels, and no trace of stain was seen.

The room is not large in size, the living room is only about 20 to 30 square meters, and near the balcony, there is a carpet next to it, and there is a green single sofa. Beside the sofa is a small bookshelves, with some books neatly placed on it.

Xia Ren walked over and opened the two books and found that the records on it were ancient legends and various fairy tales and fables. In addition, on the lower bookshelf, there were several books about human anatomy and illustrations of various horror creatures in historical biography.

On the backrest of the sofa, Xia Ren also found an old book without a name.

He opened and looked at it and found that there were also various historical legends on it, but unlike other legends, many of the contents in it were unheard of Xia Ren.

There was a bookmark in the middle of the page. He turned to the location of the bookmark and saw a past that was recorded from unknown time ago.

It is difficult to tell whether the story is true or false, and there is no time to describe it. I can only guess that it happened before the establishment of the Supreme Alliance Government, which is at least more than 500 years ago.

It was an era of extremely chaotic and darkness, with countless countries fighting endlessly, people displaced and suffering.

Wars spread across the land, starvation was everywhere. As natural disasters continued, droughts and floods occurred frequently, large areas of land were deserted, and batches of robbers were wandering everywhere. The surviving people could only gather in the dirty and messy city to survive.

In this case, magic and alchemy were born.

People use alchemy to create potions, heal people's pain, use magic to summon wind and rain, purify rivers and water sources, nourish the land, and make crops grow.

But only a few people can master magic and alchemy, and they are called wizards.

With the help of wizards, people walked out of the city, drove away beasts, turned wasteland into cultivated land, formed villages and towns, and reproduced the population.

Humans worship the power of wizards and are grateful for their kindness. The wizard's status gradually rises, and even eventually surpasses the imperial power and becomes faith.

They formed the Wizards Guild, and under the influence of the Guild, the tensions between countries began to ease, the wars decreased, and humans were able to rest and recuperate.

However, more than many years later, this relatively harmonious situation was suddenly broken, and the evil Mechanical God Cult brought steam and gunpowder, breaking the peace that the wizards maintained for thousands of years.

War broke out again on the earth.

Steam roared, thick smoke rolled, artillery and magic blasted, the sky was covered with dust and smoke, and chaos came again.

This protracted war ended with the victory of the Mechanical God Cult.

Under their instigation, people betrayed the gods who guarded them and launched a sacrilegious wizard judgment. The vast crowd took to the streets and sent the wizards and witches who had led people to the light to the stolen rack.

The first place to start this operation was a city called Sailun.

History has ended here and there is no follow-up.

Xia Ren turned to the next page and found that it was an illustration.

There is a cruel picture depicting a witch tied to an iron frame, and the scorching red flames swallowed her body. The witch disheveled her hair, her skin peeled off, and her expression was extremely ferocious. Her mouth widened and she let out a painful wail.

A group of people gathered around the execution ground. They looked like they were holding a celebration, with excited expressions on their faces, and some were still waving their fists and cheering.

The witch's screams seemed to stimulate their nerves. No one felt unbearable. They drank beer and danced, as if they had completely forgotten that the witch who was suffering from endless pain was also their kind and a member of humanity.

It was clearly just an illustration, but Xia Ren felt as if he was at the scene. Looking at this shocking scene, he could hear the witch's painful and unwilling screams, and the absurd laughter of the crowd around him.

He felt a strong fear in his heart, and everything in front of him seemed to become incomprehensible.

He didn't come back to his senses until the book fell to the ground.

Elliot had just opened the bedroom and saw if there were anyone inside. When he heard the sound, he turned around and saw Xia Ren standing there with a pale face. He couldn't help but ask with concern: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay."

Xia Ren wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the witch's scream seemed to echo in his ears, sometimes far and sometimes near.

He didn't know whether it was an auditory hallucination or a sign of his own contamination.

If the history recorded in this book is true, then the reason why magic and alchemy have been suppressed for a long time is the sudden rise of the Mechanical God Cult.

But if the Mechanical God Cult finally wins, then where are they now?

Why have I never heard of a few words about the Mechanical God Cult?

Before the witch's auditory hallucination was resolved, countless thoughts emerged uncontrollably, causing chaos in his brain and he could not think calmly.

Xia Ren sat on the sofa, shook his head, and became somewhat awake.

He looked at the balcony, where there was an easel covered with white cloth, with a palette and brushes placed in front of the easel.

All the other things in the house were put away, but the easel was not neatly tidied.

Xia Ren stood up, walked over, and lifted the white cloth.

In the center of the huge painting paper, only a wellhead piled up of dark green stones was scribbled.

"What's the meaning……"

Xia Ren frowned at the strange words.
Chapter completed!