Lake and Buti walked through the streets guided by the arrows of the tracker. Under their feet was the dirty dirt mixed with mud and sewage. In front of them were the narrow streets and the closed doors along the way. Above their heads were the dark eaves.

, blocking the moonlight outside it.

"Dad, please go ahead and get out." Lake stopped, took the tracker, and found a relatively clean wall to lean against.

Buti looked at Lake who was gasping for breath, shook his head, and set the sledgehammer in his hand next to Lake. He took out the pipe from his pocket, added some shredded tobacco, and started smoking. The blurred smoke quickly evaporated from the pipe.

The smoke drifted out, and miraculously, the smoke slowly enveloped Buti and Lake.

Lake's brain, which was excited because he had just found the direction of success, also calmed down due to the hypoxic reaction caused by running hard. He lowered his head and supported the wall with his hands, gasping for air. He found that a piece of smoke appeared around him, and he took a sudden breath.

Lake thought that the demon believers had discovered the two of them, and he coughed quickly in an attempt to cough out what he had just inhaled.

Buti was observing the surrounding environment when he suddenly heard Lake's coughing sound. He quickly held his pipe in his mouth, supported Lake with one hand and patted Lake's back hard with the other.

After Lake discovered that Buti beside him was smoking a pipe, he quickly stopped coughing. The big hand on his back also stopped slapping.

"What's wrong? Lost your breath?" Buti asked after watching Lake return to normal breathing.

"No, Dad, what are you smoking? Such a big cigarette? I just thought that the group of devil believers saw us! They released some poisonous gas and planned to strike first!"

After hearing Lake's answer, Buti laughed out loud with joy. He took a deep breath from the pipe in his hand and exhaled a thick puff of smoke. The smoke danced in front of his face.

Lake looked at him under the illumination of the old-fashioned adsorption element lamp that flickered on and off above his head, and he was calmly puffing out smoke.

"Brenda grass, an elemental plant from Buye. After losing water, it can be fully burned with the fire element to release a large amount of smoke. Creatures that use lung breathing can quickly replenish their physical strength and relieve muscle weakness after absorbing the smoke. Except when it takes effect.

Except for the large amount of smoke, other effects are quite good, and it is quite popular among samurai circles."

After hearing this, Lake took two or three puffs of smoke. I don't know whether it was a psychological effect or a real effect. Lake felt that his exhausted body was slowly beginning to recover, and his legs seemed not to be so sore anymore.

Buti saw that Lake must have rested, and was using the tracker in his hand to estimate the actual direction, and then took the sledgehammer in the corner and prepared to set off.

"How's it going? Do you have an idea?" Buti slammed the sledgehammer on the ground and asked Lake, who was thinking with his eyes closed.

"When we entered Beet Street, the direction of the pointer had no fixed direction. Sometimes it was towards the left, sometimes it was towards the right. Dad!" Lake opened his eyes and analyzed the situation just now.

"so?"

"We are almost out of Beet Street now. This wall is the old wall of the old city, and outside this wall is a part of the old city that has been abandoned. Dad, I think I understand their plan." Lake patted it with his hand.

Take a picture of the wall behind you.

"Hey, this is a good idea. During the day, you can integrate into the highly mobile Beet Street, and then wait until midnight to go to the abandoned city where no one lives next to make sacrifices. Even if there are wandering beggars in the abandoned city,

Don't be afraid, after all, they are professionals who have mastered magic power." Buti touched his chin and quickly understood what Lake meant.

Lake followed Buti as he walked along the old fence. Soon they came to a breach in the wall. This breach was obviously man-made, and there were more than one on this long old fence.

breach.

Half of this desolate and deserted old city is the remains of a city that has already gone extinct, and the other half is the remains of a city that is about to die. It is doomed to die. With the development of modern elements and the industrialization process, old and crowded places like these

Buildings and roads will inevitably be cleared and eliminated.

However, this process is not accomplished overnight, so during this long wait and transfer, some people at the bottom of Lindobuti, such as beggars who are unwilling or unable to pay, were evicted from their territory due to failure in competition.

'Lone wolf' gangsters and thugs, as well as homeless people who lost their land and left their hometowns due to industrialization, came to this place one after another. Because the rent was cheap or free, they formed the current old city.

If you have some savings, you can choose to live in a well-maintained residential area that can provide shelter from wind and rain. Of course, if you live there without paying, the gang members responsible for maintaining order will teach you what the rules are. So those without money can only hide in

In an abandoned old city that is no longer habitable.

Lake followed Buti across the gap in the wall. As soon as he entered the abandoned old city, he felt an objectionable elemental fluctuation. The luminous arrow on the tracker in his hand pointed straight in one direction, directly ahead.

.

"Good guy, are you going to perform a ceremony directly on the edge of a residential area?" Buti looked at the dark brown wall not far away with a hammer and exclaimed.

He has traveled for so many years and has seen a lot of devil believers, but this is the first time he has seen such a stubborn and naive guy who builds his body directly and unabashedly on the edge of human settlements.

Even people like Lake, who had never seen a demon believer, couldn't help but sigh when they heard what Buti said: "Anyone with normal thinking would not put such an inappropriate ritual next to a crowd of people.

Bar?"

"Emm, actually you call them stupid, they actually have quite some ideas. Let me ask you, if I hadn't told you, would you have been able to see them with your own eyesight?" Buti pointed at the darkness outside with his hammer.

The painty boundary.

Lake actually didn't need to look in the direction Buti pointed, because what could be seen clearly in the outside world? The building opposite him said that it was a broken building, but although the wall was damaged, it still had a frame, and it always treated everyone equally.

The moonlight seems to be stingy and unwilling to spread its light here. You can see a shabby building shrouded in the moonlight, hiding something, but if you really stretch your neck and stare, you can't see it.

What's in it.

"I can't tell. The moonlight is so good today. I can't see what's going on inside. It was even harder to see when the dark clouds covered the moon some time ago." Lake looked at it and found that although he could see over there, there was nothing inside.

It's true that I can't see things clearly, but the arrow in my hand has been fixed for a long time, with no thought of changing the direction.
Chapter completed!