Real Name God

　　——It was an unknown little thing that happened in an inconspicuous little place three days after the black wizard invaded the magic tower.

　　 Crowley, wearing a hood and a dirty cloak, was trekking in the wilderness.

　　 He has a dusty appearance, and his face is full of exhaustion. The robe and the brim of the hat could not stop the intrusion of the wind and sand. The young man's hair and eyelashes were covered with sand, and he walked on the dry ground lightly and heavy.

　　 This is "Silent Hill Land". In the eyes of people living in nearby towns and villages, there is no doubt that there is a dangerous zone here, full of lurking demons and robbers who make a living by plundering and passing caravans. The nests and cottages are like holes popping up one after another on the ground. All over this vast land.

For those who have some knowledge, this is still a very dangerous place-but the reason is not the thieves and monsters lurking on the road, but the high altitude in the center of the wilderness, the true ruler of this land , "Magic Tower Wizard".

　　 Although they live a life of isolation, they have a powerful force that people cannot ignore.

Because of this, although the nearby towns and this wilderness are supposed to belong to the inner territory of the Rhine Kingdom, they did not become the actual fiefdom of any nobleman. Wang Duyi did not send sheriffs and town managers, but occasionally There will be severe prisoners exiled to this place. So that the surrounding area of ​​Silent Hill quickly became an inaccessible place for gangs and bandits to get together.

　　 Crowley had heard of it before, but it was the first time to come in person.

　　 As far as his personal experience is concerned, there is indeed more than one demon lair on the ground of Silent Hill. He had killed more than ten monsters he encountered along the way, and the dark blood stains on his cloak that could not be dried flowed out of them; but robbers were rare. Occasionally, I will pass by a few places belonging to the black forces, but they are not used to rob others' bases, but places that need to be kept away from people, such as warehouses or dungeons.

　　 In the past ten years, there has not been any savvy merchant who would let the team passing by the goods, and the raiding activities that the robbers depended on for their livelihood naturally ceased to exist.

　　 "What a bad luck..."

　　 Crowley bit the bitter and dry tartary buckwheat biscuits, and swallowed the cold, dirty water in the kettle, mixed with sandy soil, in a heavy mood. Just this little dry food and water, he grabbed it from a group of gang members guarding the warehouse a day ago.

　　 But all day today, he has not seen any place where there are traces of human activity. If this continues, his physical strength will soon be wiped out with the consumption of materials.

　　……

　　 As the sun sets, over the endless wilderness, dark clouds gradually gather to block the sun, and the surrounding area is gradually stained with gray colors.

　　 After the teacher left his body, with the help of the legendary magical aftermath to cause damage to the magic tower building, he was able to escape under the hands of the legendary wizard. Crowley knew very well that without the help of a teacher, he would only rely on himself to face the legendary wizard, not to mention that after a round, the opponent might kill him with a single look.

　　...Of course, this is because the arrogance and indifference of the Lord Rasputin are rare among the legendary wizards. He didn't put himself in the eyes at all, so he didn't mean to kill him.

　　 However, Crowley was not lucky enough to be able to sit back and relax from now on, as he came slowly across the entire Holy Alliance, and returned to the Kingdom of Albion across the sea from the Rhine Kingdom;

　　 Although it is impossible for Master Rasputin to go all the way to chase him, the opponent is not just a wizard, but also a leader of a behemoth. With his influence, the number of people who want to use Crowley's head to make contributions is unknown.

　　 Even if most of the wizards sent over were not his opponents, he was embarrassed just to survive under the continuous pursuit of everyone. After lucky enough to escape the encirclement, Crowley chose to hide his whereabouts, and even did not dare to move quickly with magic to avoid being noticed.

　　 Now, less than ten kilometers away from the wilderness border, he is almost at the limit.

　　 However, there is a word in the world called "Misfortune does not come singly." Just as Crowley felt exhausted, his ears moved and suddenly he noticed a strange noise.

　　 The gravel on the ground is trembling slightly, constantly rolling up and down. Something is walking under the ground, and is rushing towards him!

"No way......!"

　　 Crowley opened his mouth wide and quickly activated the protective spell on his body. In the next instant, his body was suddenly thrown high into the sky by a force gushing from the ground.

　　 The ground was undulating up and down like a wave, one by one, like a "wave", it was one of them that lifted Crowley from the ground.

　　 The sand flows downwards like a waterfall hanging upside down. Crowley, who was gliding in the air and barely keeping his balance, saw the wrinkled skin in a glimpse, and an astonishing number of mud blocks were constantly sliding down from above; this skin stretched to the sides, and he used magic " Brightness", I saw the appearance of a monster crawling underground.

Its whole body is red, with dark spots on the body, the head and tail are spike-like, and the head organs are fuzzy. Only one end has a huge, hideous mouth with a ring of sharp teeth. I am afraid that it is on the other end underground. It's the same look.

　　 "Death Worm!"

　　 Crowley recognized the origin of the opponent at first glance.

　　Because this evil demon is so famous, it usually only appears in the desert. The environment there is unique to this group. Death worms can inhabit the sand sea, build nests, and live collectively.

　　 However, Silent Hill is not a real desert ~ www.readwn.com~ only the surface is covered with a shallow layer of sand, and underneath is the salinized soil.

　　 Therefore, Crowley quickly realized that this is not a native species, but a worm modified by a wizard.

　　 "Should it be..."

　　 The young man remembered that in the "Steppenwolf" conference, there was a wizard in the field of life, Iliktra Evelyn, who was famous for transforming demonic species.

　　 Am I being targeted again?

　　 He was panicked and stood there blankly for a while, holding his breath and waiting. He couldn't stop the opponent from sneaking into the ground, he could only guard against where it came out-Crowley used to read island countries in books, this is the general habit of death worm hunting.

　　 It took several minutes for Crowley to realize that this death worm did not mean to take his life. After this big guy got out of the ground, he just lay there still.

　　 Crowley squinted suspiciously.

　　 Then, he was surprised that there were others in the shadow cast by the giant worm.

　　 Amidst the hunting wind and dust that gradually became stern, an old man was stopping there, not knowing what he was watching. Then he turned and walked towards him.

　　 "Mr.'The Hanged Man'..."

　　 The young man recognized the face, swallowed, and soon began to adjust the expression on his face, showing a respectful and cautious smile.

　　 The old man walked up to him unhurriedly. Confusingly, he didn't say anything, but first handed Crowley a newspaper.

　　 Crowley took it blankly.

　　 He lowered his head and the first sentence under the title was:

　　 "Golden Dawn's'Supreme Teacher' was defeated by the Dark Tower Wizard the day before, and its prestige was greatly reduced for a while. It is reported that the Golden Dawn has a tendency to split due to this..."