Alien paradise

Chapter 182 The Source of the Mist

Just as he was leaving the church, there were several obvious explosions in the south of the city. Fires shot up into the sky, illuminating the dark horizon. At the same time, there were faint cries from the east side of Farford Street. Today's night is destined to be uneventful.

Fortunately, he has resurrected all the players and equipped them with two vehicles. Now Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhou Zhi and Cui Zhenen have rushed to the south area of ​​​​the city, while Anthony and Asahara Naruko have gone to the east area. In addition to investigating the situation, they also want to eliminate possible cultists and prevent chaos from spreading to the vicinity of Yeni Temple.

"Why do these cultists suddenly no longer plan to hide?" Elodie couldn't understand. "Even if they can occupy the Glory Castle, if the news reaches the Old Continent, they will definitely attract a real army to encircle and suppress them, right?"

Although the City Guards are also known as the army, compared with the mainland army that belongs directly to the royal family, it is not a concept at all. The latter has a large fleet to support ocean operations. Once the fleet arrives, it will be enough to burn the Glory Castle to the ground even without docking.

"I don't know, but the enemy must have been planning for this day for a long time. Let's get in the car first."

"Where to go next? South of the city or east of the city?"

"No, let's go to the Lord's Mansion first." Chaoyang shook his head, "If it is captured, the city guards will become a mess. Hey-" He turned to Reske, "You come with us too!"

"Should I drive or should you drive?" Elodie asked.

"You go ahead, I'll be in charge of operating the weapons."

Angel quickly came to the off-road vehicle, jumped into the driver's seat, and suddenly felt that everything he was familiar with was back: the instrument panel, shift lever, clutch and accelerator were all available, and even the seats were replaced with leather seats with spring cushions. , the interior is much higher than the previous classic car.

Reske was half-pushed and half-pulled into the back seat by Chaoyang, and looked at everything in the car with some confusion: they also made a steel car when they met last time, but it was much worse than this one. Although he knew nothing about this form of transportation, it did not prevent him from feeling the disparity between the two. The space inside the car is huge, much wider than that of a carriage, and the seats are quite soft, so you won't feel uncomfortable even if you lie down and take a nap. The only problem is that the more comfortable and luxurious the furnishings are, the thicker the weight is. With the metal body, he doubts whether this thing can run better than walking on two feet.

After all, there are no dedicated railway tracks for it to travel in the city.

Chaoyang closed the car door and patted Elodie on the shoulder, "Let's go."

The latter took off the pedal and stepped on the accelerator. The diesel engine made a high-pitched roar, causing the car to accelerate suddenly, causing Resker to slam into the seat cushion!

Even in the transition zone of half sand and half mud, the wide wheels did not slip much, but carried the two-ton body on a flat surface, and soon drove onto the gravel road.

Resker was shocked.

This sharp steering and surging power...even with eight horses can't do this! Only steam wonders can rival it. But this thing is not a strange structure. He can't feel any rhythm of strange structure energy when he is in it.

"Didn't anyone see you coming all the way?" Elodie asked curiously.

"How is it possible? You can see woken up residents everywhere on the road from Fafu Street to Central Street. There are dozens if not a hundred." Chaoyang said indifferently, "But this is the only way to get to the beach as quickly as possible. I’m too lazy to worry about that much.”

After speaking, he looked at Reske, "Tell me about the god you follow... If the God of Hidden Mist is a post-god as you said, why does it summon mist to cover the entire new continent?"

"There is also the disaster at the Acropolis." Elodie added, "According to Dann, the city was suddenly shrouded in fog, causing a large number of refugees to flee, and the casualties are still countless, right? It's no wonder that other people would Treat the Hidden Mist as an evil god."

Resker looked at the outlines of the houses outside the car window and was silent for a long time before he said, "Because the New World is not called the New World at all. Its level of development and development is much greater than that of the Land of Hope across the sea."

"The Land of Hope... refers to the Old World?"

"Yes, the status of the Old World at that time was the same as that of the New World now... It was a new territory that was being developed. Many adventurers crossed the sea, settled down there, and began to build towns and seaports. According to the oracle tablet Description: There was a time when human kingdoms spread throughout the world, the development of both continents was full of vitality, and sailing ships could be seen everywhere on the coastline, until the evil god was summoned to the world."

This is... jaw-dropping news! Chaoyang blinked in surprise. Not only Dane and Judy didn't know, but even Wanliji didn't reveal the relevant history! All historical records begin from the Old World.

"Then what?"

"At first, people only regarded people who were affected by evil gods as suffering from hysteria, but they soon discovered that this kind of hysteria is not only contagious, but also further distorts reality. The subsequent events are not recorded on the tablets. Perhaps the situation took a turn for the worse too quickly, and Or maybe the slate was destroyed in the chaos. Anyway, all the dozen or so scattered kingdoms in the New Continent were destroyed, and the infiltration of the evil god’s power spread to almost the entire continent.”

Chaoyang pondered, "I understand that diseases can be contagious, but what does it mean to distort reality?"

"To put it simply, you become insane after getting sick, and people who see you will also become insane. When a large number of people around you become insane, buildings and machines will decay, and monsters in dreams will appear from dreams, no matter how absurd they are. All the illusions may become reality." Resker said with great solemnity, "The only way to eliminate this influence is to forget - only when you can no longer see or remember, hysteria will stop spreading; people will not stop spreading all day long. So trapped in fear that you can’t do anything.”

"So the purpose of the fog cover is not to prevent people from exploring the New World, but to cover up the disasters of the past?" Chaoyang was a little unbelievable. According to the post-god theory, this cover-up is the result of many people praying together.

However, if you want to achieve true cover-up, you not only have to block your vision, but you also have to work on your memory! Otherwise, even if people no longer set foot in the New World, they can still spread these disasters with various written records.

"The thing about the Acropolis is because..."

"I was not involved, but the essence is the same. Either the believers of the evil god are too active, or the actions of some people have exceeded the bottom line, resulting in the probability of giving birth to the messenger of the evil god. In order to avoid the worst case scenario, we The fog must be summoned to cover it up, so that the people involved can completely forget the changes that occurred in the city." Resker no longer concealed his mission, "But we are not gods after all, and we cannot ask everyone to erase the memory of the Acropolis. Fortunately, the people have already regarded the Hidden Mist Sect as a cult, and the risk of venturing into the Acropolis to find out the truth is much lower."

By now, Chaoyang has understood everything. Why was there a tide of fog the night the train was robbed... why neither the miners' brotherhood nor the escaped slave laborers remembered Resker's existence...

Because his mission is to make people forget.

Maybe there are many Hidden Mist Cultists like Reske in the world, who are hiding in different cities and observing the threat of evil gods to the world. Once a certain threshold is exceeded, they invite fog that engulfs the city.

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