Quenched long order

Chapter 260 Fear of heights

Sauer said goodbye to the two of them.

Leave Westwood Port alone and head to Canmore City in the south.

On the way, he found a caravan, paid some money, and joined the caravan as a guest.

Dry bones, bandits, poisonous insects and beasts, as well as local taboos.

In just half a month, the cruel side shown in the Prakle Forest is enough to make people feel horrified.

As we got closer to the border, the number of refugees increased significantly.

After inquiring, it was found that the refugees were all from Canmore City.

In a lively tavern, lively drinkers gathered around a short-bearded man, who took the fruit wine that was handed to him.

"Aha."

The short-bearded man put down his wine glass and gave a compliment.

"Say it quickly," the drinker on the side urged.

They can't wait.

The short-bearded man had fled here from Canmore City, and he also knew some information about the disaster.

At first, people in Canmore thought the disaster was over.

Even though the pain is unforgettable, we still need to work hard for tomorrow.

However, the scourge of fantasies was not over.

"You won't believe me if I tell you." The short-bearded man glanced at everyone.

Sauer leaned against the bar and tasted the fruit wine in his hand. It had a sweet and sour taste with a hint of spiciness. Perhaps because of the high humidity, the food nearby had a spiciness.

"Say it quickly!"

One urging voice after another.

Another glass of fruit wine was handed over.

The short-bearded man took the fruit wine, coughed twice, and said in a low voice:

"Those people all fell to death."

There was fear in his tone, and his pupils seemed to reflect the tragic situation at that time.

The tavern was silent.

A burst of disdainful laughter followed.

The laughter grew louder and drier.

"I thought it was something..."

"That's it?"

"Give me back the wine."

One hand reached for the wine glass in the short-bearded man's hand.

The short-bearded man quickly protected him.

"Wait, you don't understand what I mean."

he said loudly.

“Those people were walking on the road as usual, and suddenly they fell to their death.

“There were no signs, no one knew what happened, and the whole body was broken into pieces.

“Haven’t you ever seen someone fall from the top of a tree?
"It's like they were caught in the sky by something and then dropped right down."

The laughter stopped and there was silence in the tavern.

Sauer slowly turned his head, looked at the short-bearded man who was telling the story, and asked softly:
"Then how did you survive?"

After hearing Sauer's question, others also asked again and again.

Perhaps just in anticipation of these words, the short-bearded man raised the half-empty wine glass in his hand.

The tavern owner immediately handed over a glass.

The short-bearded man took the new wine glass, drank it in a gulp, and wiped his mouth with his left hand:

“I was fighting with someone at the time and got knocked down.

“It was just lucky, I knew I didn’t deserve to die.

"Those guys were all broken into pieces, and blood splattered in my mouth."

His eyes scanned the crowd again.

Without waiting for anyone to urge him, he banged the table with his right hand and said:

“I had a friend with me at the time.

"It would have been better if I had held him back at that time."

As he spoke, his voice was choked up.

"What happened to your friend?" asked one of the drinkers.

The short-bearded man frowned and replied:
“My friend stood up and had the same result as those people.

"It fell into pieces. I knew I couldn't stand up. If I stood up, I would die."

After finishing speaking, he sat down.

Another glass of wine was handed to him, but he shook his head and refused.

Sauer leaves the tavern.

What happened to Canmore City was very similar to what happened to Port Westwood.

After the disaster of fantasy breaks out, it will have subsequent effects, which are even more terrifying.

Ability to influence the world through thoughts.

A "madman" is wreaking havoc in Canmore City.

“Last time I had a peek at Bury with a KitKat tablet.

"He was trapped in prison at the time. Did he come to Canmore City in the meantime?"

Sauer shook his head.

This conjecture is not very realistic.

Berry is not an ordinary person. Whether it is the Moon Shadow Path or the Star Magic, he is far beyond ordinary people.

Even with his current level of strength, he can't clearly see Bury's level.

"Did you find the reason for the disaster of madness?"

Sauer looked at the rainforest not far away. "Or...can you 'use' the Disaster of Madness as a weapon?"

He looked in the direction of the caravan and walked over.

There is no need to follow the team now.

……

into the night.

East side of Canmore.

The once prosperous scene is now in shambles.

The main color of emerald green is mixed with frightening blood red.

Broken corpses were scattered all over the ground, with no one picking them up.

A mouse jumped out of the mouse hole, came to the body and sniffed at it. A soft click frightened the mouse back into the hole.

"We'd better go back..."

The sound of discussion came from not far away, close to the ground.

Not far away, two young men were crawling forward, crawling towards the darkness.

"……Too dangerous."

A young man was always persuading.

"Two thousand gold coins." Another young man stopped what he was doing and made a gesture.

These words made both of them breathe a little heavier.

Two thousand gold coins were enough for them to have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives, and as long as they lay on the ground, they would not be affected by the terrifying power.

Faced with the disaster of fantasy, the lords of Canmore City are willing to pay huge bounties, and these are just the first reward. In addition to money, the lords are also willing to pay for positions, houses and relics.

As long as Canmore City returns to normal, these losses can be easily recovered.

"It's too difficult." The persuading young man regained his senses.

"What if we take a step back?"

"What do you mean?"

"We don't need to destroy it. As long as we collect more information, we can get rewards." The optimistic young man expressed his thoughts.

With the strength of the two of them alone, it was almost impossible to kill the target.

But investigation does not require much strength.

Even if it's just a little clue, as long as no one else has told it, you can get a reward.

After discussing, the two young men moved on.

They crawled between the mountains of corpses and approached the central area on the east side.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar breath came from behind.

The two of them stopped what they were doing almost at the same time.

They slowly turned their heads and looked behind them.

A bloated man stood behind them at some point. The man's hair hung on his forehead, covering his eyes, and he exuded an ominous aura.

Standing.

Alive.

In the death-shrouded area below, it was almost impossible for both of these things to happen at the same time.

The two young men looked at the man warily, motionless.

In the quiet night, their beating heartbeats sounded like thunder.

"……I am scared."

The man spoke, his voice dry, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat.

"It's too high here...I'm afraid of heights."

The two young men swallowed. Before they came, they bought some information, including the characteristics of the target - fear of heights.

Therefore, some people also call it "fear of heights".

Acrophobia looked at the two of them, and in the darkness, something deeper than the darkness seemed to unfold.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it? Just lie down on the ground and it will be fine."

With that said, Acrophobia imitated the actions of the two of them and lay on the ground.

The two young men held their breath and reached for the dagger at their waists almost at the same time.

Kill him!

Two thousand gold coins are what is in the bag.

The sharp blade was slowly drawn out and stabbed hard at Acrophobia.

Two daggers, one on the left and one on the right, were pierced into the body of Acrophobia.

It worked!
Silent cheers appeared in the eyes of the two people.

"It's still... too high..." The words of the person who was afraid of heights were particularly loud in the dark night.

not dead?

The two young men looked at the dagger on Acrophobia's neck with horror.

The thought of running away occupied both of their minds.

escape!
The two young men climbed forward. Suddenly, they found that they seemed to have reached a high place.

Mingming's eyes are only two fists high from the ground, but everything in front of him is very small, as if he is above the clouds, observing the mountains and rivers below.

Too high!
The two young men felt that their legs were weak, their hearts almost stopped, and thin beads of sweat gathered together and dripped like streams.

Suddenly, they found themselves falling.

Falling from the clouds like a bird with broken wings.

The earth quickly approached and reached us in the blink of an eye.

The two wanted to shout, but found that they couldn't make any sound at all.

Snapped!
Snapped!
The moment they hit the ground, two crisp sounds came from the bodies of the two young men.

Their bodies seemed to have fallen from a high altitude, falling to pieces.

"Too high."

Afraid of heights, he curled up, hugged his legs with his hands, and shivered.

(End of this chapter)