1Chapter 16 Stranger

This once-famous city is shrouded in an anxious and depressive atmosphere.

The leisurely, ding-dong-dong sound of construction has become urgent, and people are using suggested materials to strengthen the collapsed houses.

Artistic shades and fountains were smashed and burned, and the ground was covered with large and small bullet craters and scorched black marks.There were no leisurely pedestrians and tourists in the squares and streets in the past, and the shops closed their doors and put up signs saying they would be closed for an unlimited period of time.

The ghost is suspended under the clouds by invisible threads, swaying in the wind.

Their skins have undergone strange changes, becoming thinner and more fragile, and bulging outwards to present a translucent film-like texture.

Too many... how can there be such a quantity?

Tom Miller was shocked by the sight before him, even if there were not so many living people in this city!

He felt a great sense of oppression, and the heavy death energy and the overly large spirit body resonated with his spirit.

Tom immediately closed his eyes, and stood motionless with his head bowed.

Only by completely closing the spiritual vision and breaking this connection can one avoid being affected by this kind of spiritual level.

He vaguely felt that he heard something, it was a sound that echoed in his ears, but it made people feel very distant.

【I really want to go home...】

[Where is my leg, have you found my leg?]

【Mom! Where are you?】

【Ms. Maria...I am in pain, help me...Ms. Maria...】

[I don't want to die. 】

【…】

[It's coming soon... that day is coming... I can feel the light and warmth. 】

[Is that the kingdom of heaven? It is calling me. 】

[It's coming... that day is coming. 】

This connection was not broken because of his avoidance. Those maddening murmurs and murmurs wanted to penetrate into his brain through his ears, holes or other ways that humans could not understand.

He could feel the signs of abnormal changes in his soul and body, and he had to find a way to save himself. If there was an external force to make him grasp and get closer to reality...

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【you!Outlander! 】

Is this also the voice of the dead?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

No, not right.

A voice that was different from the others made Tom shudder. It sounded a little too real, even accompanied by a less polite push.

He seized this opportunity to distance his consciousness from the spiritual world and break away from the influence of the undead.

Tom opened his eyes suddenly, and he looked behind gratefully, and found that it was a bloated police officer wearing a boat cap.

Officer Rogge was puzzled by the appearance of this stranger in front of him. He couldn't remember if he had seen him somewhere, and his face was innocent for a while, and he didn't know what strange things he was thinking.

Before Tom could react, the police officer suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, showing an expression of anger and panic, and the fat on his face and beard trembled.

The other party cursed, and pushed him to the side of the road with a short stick, half threatening and half urging.

"No matter which side you support, don't cause us any more trouble now!"

"If you want to fill your stomach, then get up early tomorrow to find the almshouse and the charity place of the Silver Angel Church!"

Tom slowly retreated under the eaves of a building, and on the street in front of him, there was a huge team marching in a certain direction.

Judging from their appearance, most of them were civilians belonging to the city. They held up flags made of simple cloth that could be seen everywhere and shouted some kind of slogan.

"Resist!"

"War to the end, reject the peace agreement!"

"Honor and liberty can only be protected by taking up arms!"

"Throw the Royalists into the Seine!"

They were numerous and armed with all kinds of weapons, and the defense line formed by the police and soldiers was easily torn apart.

The same fiery fire is hidden in the eyes of the latter. They are unwilling to shoot at the civilians they once protected. No one is willing to suffer such humiliation to defend those traitors and cowards who only want to protect their own interests.And those people with less bright minds have now been thrown into the river by the furious people.

The parade team scattered leaflets and newspapers around. Tom picked up a crumpled newspaper from the ground, and wrote the title of "Voice of the People" in a prominent position:

"Arm up!"

"France is to be not only a factory, but a fighting camp. Every citizen must take up arms. Arms are to be used against the Royalists, and arms are to be used to turn the people from the monarchy if they turn from intrigue to action." Liberated from oppression”⑴

After the emperor and his army were annihilated, Paris did not fall as easily as people thought. The National Self-Defense Force composed of nearly 30 civilians spontaneously elected generals to assist the army in defending the city. It lasted for nearly two months.

"boom!"

Not far away, the top of a tall building shattered.Historic stonework was shattered by cannonballs, and pieces of wood, dust and stone fell from above!

"Enemy attack!"

With heart-piercing shouts, the ground began to shake.

The howling sound of the shells passing through the air was rapidly amplified, and the shells fell to the ground with huge smoke and dust. Blood, gunpowder smoke, screams and scorching mud became the themes on the street.

"It's the Prussian bombardment!"

"Quickly evacuate the people and hide in the monastery!"

The fat police officer's face was flushed, and he stood on a collapsed statue and pulled the trigger upwards.

Looking at everything that was chaotic but orderly, Tom felt like a fish being pushed by the turbulent water, and his brain went blank.

woo-

This time the whistling sound of the shells was obviously different from the previous ones. It landed right in the center of the street, at the feet of the police officer who was trying to organize order.If nothing else happened, this police officer who climbed to his current position because of that rainy night a few years ago and gradually made his ability match his reputation would become a dilapidated corpse.

However, a gust of invisible wind caused the shells to roar and land in an uninhabited ruin, only stirring up a piece of gravel and dust.

The police officer paused for a few seconds if he felt something, and looked towards the alley where the weird gentleman was before - but there was nothing there.

In a corner he couldn't see, Tom pushed down the brim of his hat, shook off a spell that burned into ashes, turned and walked in another direction against the crowd.

He had heard Ulysses Philip calling, and a very clear picture was seared into his consciousness.

The man with the strange smiling face mask was wearing a solemn dress robe. He just sat on a circular semicircular staircase in the Place de la Concorde with a cane, without hiding his location.

1Chapter 17 Evening Bell

"You came."

The man wearing the smiley mask raised his eyelids and nodded in the direction Tom was coming from.

"sit."

Before Tom could react, his body had already sat on a clean step as the other party said.

He couldn't help but tremble a little. Although he was somewhat used to it, he still instinctively felt a little dangerous when facing the possibly most powerful dark wizard in the world.

If Philip felt like a sunset before, powerful but late, but now he is showing a terrifying aura close to his heyday.

The skin on both sides of his mask was still pale, and even large bluish-black spots appeared, but the abnormal magic power around him almost condensed into water droplets.

The scepter of joints wrapped under the black cloth floated out of Tom's grasp and landed in Philip's hand.

A circle of off-white flames immediately rose from its surface, but this flame did not cause any damage to the latter's body, they just converged upwards into a few darker light particles.

The white bony cane gradually melted and shortened in the firelight, and as the sparks left, it gradually exposed some kind of viscous and dirty liquid inside.

Tom immediately averted his eyes, looking directly at this scene made the blood vessels under his skin squirm violently, as if he wanted to separate from his master's body and become some kind of independent creature.

The liquids converged toward the center in Philip's hands, gradually becoming less and less, as if there was an invisible hole inside them from which everything around them seeped and leaked.

"Very active."

he commented.

"I need the characteristics of this thing. If I want to complete the ritual of the expected scale, it is not enough to rely only on me and the consciousness nodes of my clones."

Saying this, Philip seemed to have thought of something happy, and laughed heartily.

"Since you successfully brought back the "Three Days Book", it means that you have successfully completed the negotiation. "

"So your lady executive finally compromised. She acquiesced in what I did, and was even willing to give some support."

"This is really..."

The man's body trembled violently a few times, he shrugged his shoulders, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

"Is there anything she wants you to bring me?"

Tom recalled what he heard before leaving the Kingdom of God,

"Your Excellency said, I hope you will give people a choice, not everyone is willing to give up their human identity in order to survive.

"She will stay there forever, fulfilling her mission and making a final attempt to serve the world."

Philip was silent for several seconds, and his tone became a little strange.

"She...really said that?"

"Yes."

This made the world's most powerful illusionist remain silent for a longer time, and after a long time, he sighed.

"She hasn't changed at all, from beginning to end."

"That is no longer an immature idea instilled in her by the executor. It is a habit and a belief. This is Miss Williams. Not everyone has the courage to stay and face the destruction with the world, especially her complete Capable of leaving this planet."

Ulysses Philip stood up on the ground.

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