I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 468 Ant Nest

Xia raised his hand, and with the surge of magic power, they instantly crossed the distance of thousands of miles and arrived at a border town on the European continent.

Char passed through this place during Alicia's global travel decades ago.

Because of its remote location, it was not affected by the war and still retains the wooden structure of the [-]th century.

The timber-framed house is an architectural form in medieval Europe that originated in Germany in the 12th century. The timber-framed structure is exposed on the exterior facade and is also known as "half-timbered building" or "timber frame building".

In the forest-covered Bavaria, wood and soil were widely available, and the cost of building houses was not high. Therefore, craftsmen used wood to form the frame of the entire house, and then filled the wood with soil and bricks to turn it into a house.

You don’t need to bring a map to go here.It’s such a small town that you can visit it all in less than a day.There are some lovely small towns in West France. Troyes has its unique wooden houses, Cassis has its colorful little houses, Annecy has the canal that runs through the city, and Saint-Emilion has its refreshing wine. ...and this town has all of these.

The wooden houses all over the street are painted in various colors, decorated with flowers, and the canals are quiet and winding, giving the whole town a fairy tale-like dreamy feel.

This small town left a deep impression on Charia and Alicia at that time.

Walking in the old town here feels like you are in medieval Europe. The streets are narrow and can only accommodate one car. The paving stones form patterns on the ground like water waves.

Compared with neighboring big cities, there are not many tourists here. The pace is slow and the sunshine is soft and bright. Find a small bar near the waterway to sit down and have a glass of Alsace wine. The time spent in daze cannot be considered a waste.

But at this moment, this beautiful, fairy-tale town has turned into a purgatory.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur and burning. Most of the houses were burned to a frame. The raging fire was still spreading around, and the red tongues of flames struck the dark night.

The sound of crackling fire filled their ears.

Other than that, there was no cry at all
Xia Ya took a step forward.

"Click"

He seemed to have stepped on something, so he slowly lowered his head. There was a burnt piece of wood under his feet.
To be precise, it's not wood. This "wood" has obvious finger parts. It is a carbonized arm.

He then looked at the charred object on one side that had been completely burnt and had no visible shape, and he could vaguely make out some traces of human figures.

At a glance from here, these "charcoal"-like things can be seen everywhere.

There were charred corpses everywhere on the road that was blackened by the flames. Their bodies did not make many painful movements, and it looked like they should have been instantly carbonized by the ultra-high temperature.

The people here must have seen something and fled on the street in terror, but in the end they were all burned to death by the flames.

Char and Alicia overcame the scorch together and continued walking forward.The smell of phosphoric acid and burnt wires in the air became stronger.

When Xia Ya walked to the side of the street, she saw a family.

The parents guarded their young children, as if they wanted to use their bodies to protect them.

But it is a pity that the ultra-high temperature that can instantly carbonize people is simply not something that humans can stop.

The child in their arms is basically mature, but she can still see her past appearance.

The half-burnt bow fell to one side. The color of the bow was very bright.

Alicia looked away, breathed a long sigh of relief, stopped looking at this family, and continued walking forward with Xia Ya.

They came to the canal. When the flames came, many people should have come here, but they obviously didn't know how high the dragon's flames were.

The river was steaming with steam, and the water boiled at the moment when it was burned by the flames, and the people inside...
Char couldn't use words to describe what he saw.

The steaming heat was filled with a disgusting smell.

A warm wind blew, and the echo of thunder echoed in the sky.

When Xia Ya raised his head, sporadic raindrops continued to drip. The crystal and heavy raindrops spread like black blood drops in the sky. The moon was covered, and the town under the night sky became even more hazy.

The flames gradually died down, and the sparkling firewood made a sizzling sound due to contact with the rain. Other than that, there was silence.

The stench in the town spread wantonly in the dark night. In the dark night, the rain seemed to wrap the town in a shroud.

"Why does this dragon want to come here to kill people?" Alicia finally couldn't help asking her doubts.

"There are not so many reasons in this world, Alicia." Xia whispered softly.

After a pause, Xia Ya said, "Have you ever seen an ant nest?"

Alicia nodded.

“When I was a child, if children under the age of ten saw an ant nest, except for those who were not interested, they would generally have two choices.

One is to throw some candy or food, and then observe how the ants take away the food in groups.

The other is to pour water and watch the ants flee in panic.

You will definitely think that the children in the front are kinder and the children in the back are evil.

But what would you think if I told you that a child who lost his candy was just as likely to pour water into it, or even boil it? "

Alicia fell into silence.

"This is "evil", but it is not "evil"." Xia Ya said seriously, "Because whether it is the child pouring water or the child throwing candy, they have no "malice" subjectively, just because " Just curious."

"To them, an ant is something that can be crushed to death. Even if it is a real life in this world, it will not leave any trace in their hearts." He looked at Ali. West Asia, "And for "dragons", humans are this kind of ants."

"Watching people fleeing in terror under their own flames, watching these houses being destroyed by themselves, is very interesting for it." Char murmured softly.

Alicia didn't reply, she just fell into a long silence.

She could understand what Xia Ya meant, but it was precisely because of her understanding that people couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

In her opinion, this kind of unreasonable evil is more terrifying than any kind of evil in the world.

At this time, a slight whimpering sound came from their ears, and both Char and Alicia turned their heads together.

They saw a pair of dark eyes staring at them next to a beam lying under the ruins not far away.

As if he noticed that Char was looking at him, he quickly hid like a mouse, and then began to run along the side of the street out of the town.

Char and Alicia looked at each other.

"Is that a survivor?" Alicia asked.

"It should be." Xia Ya said.

He looked at the place where the owner of those eyes had been. "There is a cellar here. This cellar is very deep and blocks part of the temperature."

"Is he the only one?" Alicia asked.

Xia looked at the town with clairvoyance, and then nodded.

"To be precise, he is the only one in the whole town..."

Alicia lowered her eyes, "Everything this child encountered after he came into this world, including family, friends, and home, all disappeared, leaving him alone.

I don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune.”

"How many truly lucky people are there in this world? Most of them live a life of intertwined misfortune and luck." Xia Ya whispered.

Xia Ya looked towards the direction where the child left, a thoughtful glimmer flashed in his eyes.

The boy ran in fear on the streets of the town. He had hid in the cellar relatively quickly just now, so he was not clear about the scene outside.

At this moment, the impact of the scene outside on this young child was almost indescribable.

Amidst the burning smell that hits your nose, you can see everything in ruins.

Aunt Sally's flower shop that his mother often went to, Uncle Nick's pork shop with a fierce but kind face, and the homes of his most interesting playmates. At this moment, there is only a frame left. It's even just black and gray on the ground.

He even saw the butcher knife that Uncle Nick often used to scare him, but it was burnt black now, and the handle of the butcher knife held a blackened severed hand.

And in the corner of the ruins, he saw a child who was pressed down by a pillar that had been burnt to coke, with his face and upper body burned. Look at the corner of the clothes that had not been burned under the pillar - it seemed to be a skirt. .

Uncle Nick has a daughter who is four or five years older than him and is his best friend.

He didn't dare to think about it, he just kept running, speeding up his running speed, as if he could escape from this nightmare and return to the real world as long as he kept running.

Suddenly, he tripped over something and fell hard to the ground. The soot soaked by the rain was all over him.

He turned back and glanced at the thing that tripped him. To be precise, it was a charred corpse that was completely unrecognizable.

At this moment, the boy felt as if there were countless needles stuck in his head. He screamed out in terror, ignoring the injuries on his body, and ran out of the town shouting hysterically.

Perhaps fueled by adrenaline, he ran very fast and tirelessly, running wildly for several minutes.

Just after he completely ran out of the town and came to the forest, and confirmed that he was safe, his legs and feet went weak, and he fell directly to the mud, breathing heavily.

The rain was pouring down, and countless raindrops hit him like beans, washing his soot-covered cheeks, but they could not wash away the burns on his face.

The boy looked young, maybe five or six years old, but his eyes and movements were completely unlike those of a child of this age.

As the rain gradually formed a puddle where he fell, he reluctantly climbed up from the ground, feeling tired, cold, hungry, and the burns from the dragon's flames were still burning.

However, these are only physical pain and fatigue, far less than the mental pain.

Just now, he witnessed his parents and his sister turn into ashes under the flames of the dragon.

But just as he was running all the way, he saw everything he knew, the town, his friends, everyone he knew and met, all turned into black charcoal.

A burst of thunder flashed across the night sky, as if a giant red dragon was about to swallow the entire town.

The boy finally couldn't hold it any longer and began to cry loudly. The heavy rain streaked across his face and dripped onto the puddles below, causing water splashes everywhere.

I don’t know how long I cried, but the puddles were no longer splashing with water, but it wasn’t because the rain had stopped.

A young man with white hair and white robes stood beside him at some point, holding an umbrella in his hand, lowering his head and looking at him quietly.

The boy didn't stop crying, he just continued howling and venting hysterically, while Char didn't say anything, just stood beside him quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the boy cried without strength, his tears dried up, and he fell to one side and passed out.
(End of this chapter)