Wasteland Echoer

Anna held the pendant on her chest tightly with her right hand, surging the abundant plant-based magic power in her body and spreading it quickly to dispel the deep dense fog.

Soon, the surrounding dense fog mixed with the rich morning vapor quickly dissipated, revealing the originally lush and dense forest landscape. The sun fell from a high altitude like a virus to this land that seemed to be full of vitality, but concealed a strong smell of death. In the canyon, a narrow path leading to the mountain was dug for Anna.

Seeing that the darkness and fog completely disappeared, and the brief sunlight filled her vision, she decisively put away all her magic power, but still kept holding the pendant in her hand and walked upwards.

In Anna's eyes, in addition to the firefly-like light spots of magic source power in the world around her, there was also a perfectly round snowball at the top that seemed hazy but could be perceived with unusual clarity.

This is the exclusive skill that her [Prophet] profession brings to her - "premonition". This is an upgraded version of the "Analysis" skill.

Usually, when the [Prophet] profession is at sequence level 5-7, it can use the magic source power to wash and exercise the body, and obtain the "small skills" and "analysis" to spy on the type and level of other people's magic source power. However, when promoted to the sequence level, Stage 4: When desired, "Analysis" will be upgraded to "Premonition", in addition to spying on the power of magic, can also generate judgments on the development of events, the situation of the road ahead, and the unknown in the brain through the rapid collection and analysis of all surrounding information while being highly concentrated. The "contour" of the field.

To put it simply, when Anna activates the "Premonition" skill, even if it is her first time in this canyon forest, she can roughly know what is there at the end of the path along this path.

However, here, she could only rely on her legs to climb up step by step. This place itself was a dream world separated from reality. The magic source power and extraordinary power were intertwined, which itself was extremely unstable.

Once the magic power surges with the profession of [Prophet], if she is not careful, Anna will leave this dreamland with her exclusive skill "Construction" and enter any alien dream world she has created.

In this case, as long as the magic power in her body is exhausted, she will be trapped in her own dream forever and cannot wake up.

Perhaps because no one else has entered, this dream world is relatively stable. The surrounding scene has not changed too much. The trees and weeds, streams and bricks have all stayed in place stably. Even a little magic source power None of the flashes occurred.

Soon, Anna arrived at the door of an altar with a radius of more than 50 meters at the top.

However, the altar is now completely enclosed, and is completely wrapped by a 300-meter-long iron fence. The silver-white metal reflects the dazzling light of the sun, and the surface of the vertical half-height brick wall is covered with smooth moss. It is inaccessible and has nowhere to stay.

In front of her was a solid iron door engraved with a Khitan dragon. It was painted with black sticky asphalt. It seemed that it was watered by clean water all the time, and the surface showed a disgusting sticky state.

Anna stretched out her hand to touch, and could not feel any metal texture at all. Instead, it was as if she were stroking the monster's skin. It was extremely cold, like a body lifted out of an ice cellar. The black dirt on her fingertips exuded the stench of smoke, putridity and... Pungent petroleum smell.

It's like this door doesn't belong to dead things, and these black slimes don't belong to living things.

Just as she used the magic power to wipe away the dirt on her fingertips, and was about to recite a spell and force her way into the altar, a young, high-pitched voice came from above her head:

"This place is temporarily abandoned. If you want to communicate with the sojourners here, there is no need to go to such trouble. As far as I know, they have come through the branches of the 'Big Railway' on speeding and roaring trains. Arrived in Novaysk. Anna…no, Sister Thunder Page.”

Looking up following the direction of the sound, Anna saw a familiar face, a head of clean silvery white hair, a white, soft and flawless young face that belongs exclusively to the lost, and a suit embroidered with gold and iris flowers. Patterned pure white cotton robe.

That's right, he is "Fu Bing", the No. 3 "leader" in the long-paralyzed "Order Society" organization. Since the beginning of his arrival in this world full of sin, disaster and pain, he has been dubbed the "Lost One" for his semi-mechanical blue heart and the disasters it brings.

However, his parents may have long been reduced to "unintentional" beasts in their hazy primitive impulses, or they may have followed their true master to the heavenly land full of peace, light and happiness. In short, he has never seen his parents. Naturally there is no formal name even remotely insulting.

Even though he was temporarily freed from the quagmire-like complex situation between the "Order Society" and the Federation, he still used the title given to him by the "New God", the leader of the "Order Society".

"Please don't call me by the title of 'Order Society' anymore, brother 'Fu Bing'. You are not from the 'Mingye Guards' group." Anna ("Thunder Page") pouted in anger. , further corrected:

"My current name is Anna. My full name is Anna Putorian. My ancestor is the royal branch of Putoya... By the way, I opened this 'grey dream'. How did you get in?" Are you one step ahead of me?"

"That's not easy, Sister Anna." "Fu Bing" sat on a thick tree branch, his legs dangling freely, his hands gripping the bark of the tree, and under the overflow of irrepressible magic power, the whole body The surface of each branch is covered with a layer of crystal clear ice.

As he spoke, he slid down the nearly smooth branches and landed smoothly on the ground, enveloped by the splashing leaves. After wiping off the sap stained on his robe, "Fu Bing" continued to answer:

"I have also awakened to the upper-level profession, but... this kind of profession is easily despised and insulted. Sister Anna, since you have successfully entered the dreamland through the Khitan Reese gem, then, as long as I come into contact with your hand holding the gem, I can Came in after you.

"As for why I arrived before you, it's because you only looked at the scenery around you and forgot to do business."

"Okay." Anna had a helpless expression on her face, but immediately she asked in a curious tone:

"What profession have you awakened from? Why have I never heard from you?"

"It's [The Whisperer]. It's very helpless, isn't it?" "Fu Bing" shook his head, pretending to be an "adult" and sighed sadly:

"For a long time, people's descriptions of [Filthy Whisperers] have been evil and cunning people who use vicious words and unbearable mental attacks to force the opponent to become angry and mad and win the battle. Including Zinirians, Crusaders This is true for the respective "Professor's Introduction Manual" written by the people and the Khitanris.

"However, I found that the abilities of [Bad Whisperer] and [Prayer] have something in common, and perhaps it is not just about mental damage. After all, [Prayer] provides emotional value to the gods with beautiful words and receive blessings.

"[The Whisperer] targets the weak points of the gods with extremely vicious verbal attacks, coupled with complex, messy and annoying requests, forcing the gods into intolerance and sending blessings. However, all this has to wait. My magic power level has reached level 2: I have to give it up.”

"Why?" Anna asked curiously.

"Only by 'abandoning' shame and having the courage to 'expose one's shortcomings' can [The Whisperer] unleash its true abilities. But sister Anna, don't worry, I will never use any professional skills on you. But...then again "Fu Bing" walked to the solid iron door, released the magic power in his body, completely froze the disgusting mucus on the surface, tapped it a few times with his hand, and continued:

"You want to come here to seek the blessings of the leader of the dragon clan, the goddess of light, or the Lord of the Dark Night. But as far as I know, the Gray Dream no longer exists after the 'Lord of the Dark Night' was forced to leave a hundred years ago. The gods have moved in.

“No matter how standard and beautiful the Chinese words you recite, no matter how pious you are in your heart, or even if you recite their names hundreds of thousands of times, they will not be able to hear any real or illusory prayers. ”

"Why?" Anna asked again, but this time, there was a layer of faint and unbelievable panic on her face.

"Because this world is dying, and the gods are also dying." "Fu Bing" said, turning back suddenly and grabbing Anna's arm.

Immediately afterwards, countless white vines made of snow spread out from his hands, as well as colorful ice crystals shining with frightening light spots. They continued to spread towards the two bodies, and finally the energy of the Khitanris gem in Anna's hand spread Underneath, there is a mixture of crimson and blue.

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Within a few seconds, the entire canyon and dense forest began to shake violently. The sky and the ground began to shatter from the spatial level. Countless dark fogs turned into dangerous ripples that continued to spread outward. Meteors fell from the universe one after another, causing the entire The space becomes fragmented...

"Ha!" Anna, who woke up from the "Grey Dream", took a sharp breath. Seeing that she was surrounded by a magician-style room that she was very familiar with, she used magic to wash away the 14 colors of oil paint on her body, and sat down half-leggedly. Breathing heavily in the high-backed chair.

Until... the sound of matches sliding came from behind her.

Then, the only kerosene lamp in the room was lit by Fu Bing, giving off a dim but reassuring yellowish glow.

"Ever since the alien beasts launched the 'First Steel Incident', the magic power of the entire world has been rapidly consumed by steel machinery. Sister Anna, this is the basic content of any book related to magic power." "Fu Bing" walked up to Anna and continued the topic in the gray dream:

"The magic power remaining in the world now is not enough to support its 'real body' from the shackles of the warm embrace of the Creator, nor is it enough to make its 'messenger body' exist in the world for a long time. In fact, the 'unintentional virus' has spread too much Later, the corresponding "ancient power" continued to revive, causing the channels through which the gods established connections with the world to gradually collapse.

"As a result, the Gray Dream has completely lost its function of communicating and praying to the gods, and has instead become a place of communication for the 'evil gods' or a very small number of extremely talented upper-level professionals. I know, that big man Wulfya I’ll tell you before I die that Dak has been accepting requests from the ‘Evil God Echoers’ and paying them there, right?”

"That's right." Anna nodded slightly.

"Now that they have become partners in reality, there is no need to use the 'Grey Dream'. Besides, there are no gods there now. I think Dark will still follow Wulfya's instructions. I came to the Destiny Interpretation Center to find you. Well, maybe... if you silently recite the name of the 'Evil God Echoer', he might be able to knock on the door and come in immediately."

"'Echoer'?" Anna muttered silently.

The next second, a heavy knock on the door reached their ears.

Anna was startled, then suppressed her surprise and asked, "Who is it?"

A Lost One wearing a magician's cloak pushed the door open and responded in a slightly old voice:

"My lords, two young men have come and said they want to see you, 'Purple-haired Anna.'"

Anna put the Khitan Reese gem necklace back on her chest and ordered:

"The distinguished guests have come, so please invite them down."

Thanks to Wanfeng Zhui Luori for the 100 points reward.