The entire Mingcheng gradually fell into a depressed and depressed atmosphere.

☆175. Light and Darkness (6)

At the same time as Qianli was imprisoned, Char, who was circulating in the turbid land, seemed to have a feeling, his heart throbbed, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the location of Mingcheng.

He took a few steps in that direction, stopped and walked, walked and stopped. This was repeated several times, but in the end, couldn't bear the feeling of weightlessness in heart, so decided to sneak back to the border of Mingcheng.

A familiar whistle broke through the air, and on the way, a letter was delivered to him by Long Ying.

The letter mentioned Qianli's recent plans and told him not to come back for the time being.

However, the letter did not reassure Char, because it was clearly not written by Qianli himself. Although Qianli can't see, it doesn't prevent her from writing normally. There is absolutely no reason for her to send letters to herself under the guise of others, unless... she can't even move the pen now.

Thinking of this, Charle didn't dare to delay for a moment.

The flow of the turbid wind is a bit strange recently, it seems that there is a faint trend of change, and the turbid creatures have also rioted. These changes started from the day when the thousand-mile induction disappeared. The spiritual energy that guarded human beings seemed to have lost its support. It was fluctuating with the turbulent wind, and it did not have the stable and powerful purifying power it had before.

Just as Char is the lord of the Earth Spring, Qianli and Faith are also the heart of Reiki.

However, not only did everyone else not realize Qianli's importance, even Qianli didn't realize the real meaning of her existence.

Char can temporarily suppress the earth spring, but he cannot suppress the law of turbidity. It has been opposed to the spiritual energy since it was derived, and the two are drawn to each other. If the aura continues to weaken, the second large-scale shòucháo will come again.

Char doesn't care about the destruction of the world, but he can't watch Qianli fall into danger, and he desperately wants to return to her side.

[Don't come back. ] Suddenly, there seems to be a familiar voice in my head.

Char's swiftly walking figure suddenly stopped.

[Trust me. ]

Qianli... Charles looked around in the turbid world, and repeated the name of Qianli in his heart, but got no response.

He clenched his fists, his whole body tense.

[I believe in you, Qianli. But, I'm scared, scared of you getting hurt, scared of never seeing you again. ]

Char stood for a long time, feeling lonely. After an unknown amount of time, he finally turned around stiffly and walked towards the depths of the turbidity.

The turbid wind whistled in the open field, and the roar of wild shòu could be heard in the distance.

Not long after, a group of turbid creatures were attracted by Char's demonic energy and surrounded them.

Charles let out a low roar, and without hesitation he slapped the turbid shòu closest to him to death. Blood splattered everywhere, reddening his eyes.

In the woods in the middle of the night, there were bursts of shrill screams, and countless looming fog masses roamed wildly in the forest, and the huge area was like a cold and terrifying ghost land.

"Hmm..." Jieao lay curled up in the dòngxué, moaning non-stop, as if he was enduring great pain.

Resentment and turbid qi attacked his spirit and body at the same time, cold sweat mixed with blood seeped out of the pores, veins appeared all over his body, and he kept twitching.

He was furious in his heart, Cha Er Mingming promised to kill him, but he didn't do it! Now, not only is he unable to control the power to kill demons, but he has also been corroded by turbid air, and his spirit is almost collapsed. If anyone approached him at this moment, he would probably kill him.

It was fine a few days ago, but it hurts occasionally. But don't know what happened in the past few days, and even in the spiritual area, can feel the changes in the outside world. A catastrophe is imminent.

The power of the aura seems to be weakening... Could it be that Qianli is in trouble?

In the chaotic consciousness, the only thing that comes to mind in Jie Ao's mind is only a thousand miles...

"What's the matter?" Salomon asked, looking at Dilmer who was rushing over.

"Something's wrong." Diermo said solemnly, "You open the domain and feel the breath of the world."

Salomon closed his eyes, the air immediately became bone-chilling, and the walls seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

After a while, he opened his eyes, then walked silently to the window and looked out of the spiritual area.

"Could it be that something has changed in the land of turbidity?" he murmured.

"I'm afraid the problem is not the place of turbidity." Diermo walked to his side and said, "It's the entire spiritual area."

Salomon did not refute, because he also felt the weakness of the aura. Such a clear change is unheard of.

"Strange, what happened?"

"I don't know either." Diermo mused, "This kind of change seems to have started to appear in the past few days."

Suddenly, the two suddenly looked at each other, and an answer appeared in their hearts at the same time.

Could it be because of... her?

On the hillside in the northeast of Ming City, a big tree shone faintly with a faint white light. Faith alone supports the spiritual system of the whole world. Thousands of miles of breath suddenly cut off from him, instantly causing an imbalance of power. The aura barrier that was not stable at first was about to collapse, and the erosion of turbid air accelerated the dissipation of the aura.

Before thousands of miles, the spiritual energy of this world was chaotic and mixed. After the arrival of thousands of miles, the spiritual energy has a soul, and the power gradually sublimates. It was not until the birth of faith that the spiritual energy finally formed the central source and had the power to compete with the ground spring.

As the tree of the world, Faith cannot let go of the responsibility of guarding the living beings. Although he is angry at the person who has been imprisoned for thousands of miles, he has no energy to be distracted.

[Ignorant people, do you know how much danger your actions will bring to the world? ]

The fading of aura started from Mingcheng and soon spread to the whole world. At first, only a few qiáng people could feel it, but soon afterward, even ordinary people experienced anxiety, depression, and irritability, as well as various negative states such as insomnia, irritability, and body cold.

The people in the border town feel especially obvious. Because of the previous invasion of shòucháo, the troops and mercenaries who stayed behind have not left. They have been paying attention to the changes in the turbid qi and spiritual qi to prevent shòucháo from appearing again.

The trees swayed in the wind, and the turbid air seemed to seep into the ground. Although there was no turbulence like the previous shòucháo, this slow erosion like a virus brought a kind of suppressed fear to mankind.

Soon, the first wave of disaster struck.

There are tens of millions of refugees in the southern district who have not been properly resettled and can only temporarily camp in the wild. The trees in the wild are deep and wild, and wild shòu is rampant, which is not suitable for ordinary civilians to live for a long time. Millions of people, like locusts, are destroying forests beyond measure.

In the unstable state of homelessness, under the influence of turbid qi and various negative emotions, disputes and fights began to occur frequently, and finally turned into a big bào movement that affected hundreds of thousands of people. They rushed into the city, burned, killed, and looted, originally for food, but later purely to vent their fear and anger.

The dungeon forces in charge of the Southern District did not care about the lives of these civilians. In order to suppress the bào movement, the army launched a unilateral massacre of civilians in the D world. The earth was stained with blood, corpses were scattered everywhere, and the bloody scenes were terrible. This is the first time in hundreds of years that a bloody case was caused by the force of the upper classes, and the ruthlessness of the dungeon is evident.

The southern district has been under martial law since then, and anyone without identity verification is not allowed to enter the city. Trespassers will be shot to death.

Many survivors had to flee to the North District. However, if you want to reach the North District, you must either directly cross the land of turbidity, or go to the sea and take a detour from the sea.

Ordinary civilians can only choose the second path. However, the underground city has cut off this road, just to completely block the news. The Southern District has an independent network, Fengyi, and it is not difficult for them to control the news about the massacre of civilians. As long as there is no actual evidence, it is entirely possible to attribute the deaths of these people to the invasion of turbid air and shòucháo.

Millions of people, some died in the massacre, some died in the minions of wild shòu, some people were turbid, and in the end, only a thousand people really survived...

Shia, Tai'an and other eight members in the southern district were also unable to contact Qianli.

Without Kai's help, the game networks in the north and south districts would not be able to connect under Feng Yi's surveillance.

Using the dream interpretation ability, Bai Bai got in touch with the members of The Fool. He wanted to discuss the current situation with Qianli, but unexpectedly learned that she was imprisoned. For a time, Ana Bai felt extremely disappointed with the entire power class, whether it was the North District or the South District.

As if in response to the bloody killing in the southern region, the plants in most areas of the D world began to decline, and the erosion range was extremely wide. Almost every day, some trees withered in the turbid wind.

Shòucháo can still be solved by force, but who can stop the turbidity of plants?

I don't know how long it took, Qianli felt that her consciousness seemed to wake up from the chaos, and she cleared the fog. She saw her imprisoned body, her memory returned, and she immediately understood her current state - the soul was out of the body.

Involuntarily floated outside the house, overlooking the entire Ming City from a high altitude.

There were people coming and going on the street, but it was not as lively as usual, and everyone's expressions seemed to be a little dignified.Jin Qi, who usually likes to run around, is now nowhere to be seen, and all stay quietly in the breeding base.

The aura in the air is also a little strange, as if it were not there.The shelterbelt in the south is in decline and lifeless.

Qianli tried to contact Faith, but got no response.She wanted to get closer, but was pulled by some force and flew in another direction.

It turned out that not only near Ming City, but the forests along the entire border withered in the turbid wind, and the spiritual energy continued to dissipate.

The turbid qi has not evolved again, just because the spiritual qi is gradually weakening.