It All Starts with the Wizard

Roman was sitting at the table full of food. Diana prepared some easy-to-digest and nutritious food, a bowl of fragrant corn and mushroom sweet porridge, and a plate of vegetable salad commonly seen in the West, which was deliciously sweet and sour. The dipping sauce, and a small piece of fried pork steak with crispy skin, and a few pieces of toasted soft round bread in a basket next to it.

Although things didn’t fit Roman’s taste very well, he quickly wiped out the food on the table. If things didn’t go well, he might have to escape from Gallent by himself, and he was not in the terrain outside of Gallent. It is very clear that there is a high probability that you will not be able to find the direction. If you are not lucky, you may have to float in the wild for a few days. Now if you can eat more, eat more.

Touching his slightly bulging belly, Roman changed into the clothes that Diana had brought over. The big family of them was very particular about clothes. The clothes they sent included a white shirt with a black vest and a wide sleeve with a black background and red stripes. Long dress, tight-fitting shirt, pleated folds on the collar, two rows of decorative buttons on the front of the waistcoat, and a silver brooch on the left chest.

The upper body of the long coat fits well. The inner white square scarf and shirt are particularly conspicuous against the black vest. The top is tightened at the waist and the hem hangs down to the calf. The crimson cross-patterned knight boots are along the knees. Wrapped down, the whole looks loose and tight, making him appear more energetic.

　　 Roman looked in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that Diana had indeed prepared carefully, and then picked up the cane on the side and walked out of the room.

There are almost no people in the corridor. The maids and servants who pass by will bow respectfully and wait aside. Roman is not in the mood to be polite with them. Judging from their performance, they know that the soul is probably not his own anymore. , Will be assimilated and swallowed by that existence sooner or later.

Roman did not go to Diana directly. Instead, he walked out of the villa and walked towards the street. He wanted to observe the residents of this city for himself. After all, it was just Roman’s guess before. Although he was quite sure, there were some I'm still a little worried if I don't check it with my own eyes.

Walking on some old streets, the burn marks on the outer walls of the surrounding buildings are clearly visible, as if the entire city is covered in the dark. Occasionally, pedestrians passing by are covered in a large cloak and hurry along the wall. Later, Roman's eyes flickered, and his pupils shrank. Behind those pedestrians, the white phantom was holding his hands in front of his chest and praying silently, exactly the same as the white shadows last night.

"It seems that these residents are the bodies of the white shadows last night. They have been completely assimilated and swallowed by the existence and dominated by it, and judging from the bodies under their white shells, these residents are probably the same as the gallons. It’s incredible that the special one was burned together. Isn’t it true that no one has discovered it for so long? It’s just a story like a fairy tale circulating?"

　　Roman's face was very solemn. This discovery made his heart full of anxiety. The little pleasure that he had just received from the Wraith Doll disappeared instantly, and some only had a more urgent sense of crisis.

Roman stopped at an intersection. In the middle of the intersection was a circular fountain. A white female sculpture was holding a child, sitting on a shell with a calm expression. A column of clear water gushed out of the shell, and there was a piece under the sculpture. The handwriting on the rusty metal plate was blurred and indistinguishable, and Roman could only barely recognize the two characters Shalin, which seemed to be a person's name.

The face of the female sculpture looked to the right front, with a pious look and a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if looking at something. Roman followed her gaze. At the end of the street, there seemed to be a long-abandoned church, which was very large. It is almost the largest building in Gallente.

Pointy towers, huge wall clocks, closed doors, mottled walls covered with moss, and windows with beautifully painted but dusty windows. On the walls of the church, there are shocking black burn marks. It can be said here. It was in the center of the city that such an abandoned church actually appeared. It must be said that it was a very strange thing, but Roman looked at the church with dignity, and his eyes were full of jealousy and anxiety.

Although it looked a little different, Roman recognized it. This church was definitely the one that appeared in the priest's graffiti in the diary last night, but at this moment there was no one in front of the church, not even the ground nearby. , Are full of dust and weeds, it seems that no one has stopped anywhere for a long time, or that they dare not approach the church at all, even if they only have an empty body, the remaining instinct of the body still fears that piece of Area ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Roman hesitated for a moment, and walked slowly towards the church. There was no pedestrian around at this moment, but in those dark and hidden corners, many eyes seemed to be watching him again.

　　 Five minutes later, Roman stopped. In front of him was a clear boundary made of weeds and dust. Even the sun seemed unable to penetrate this boundary and illuminate the church in front of him.

Romain hesitated in his heart, reasoning told him that he should turn around and leave immediately, don’t hesitate, move fast, but there is another voice calling him from the curiosity in his heart, urging him to open the door not far away, and walk away. Enter the church.

Two different voices kept colliding in Roman’s mind. Roman’s eyes slowly began to become confused, as if he had lost himself. He slowly raised his right foot and stepped forward slowly. His feet were about to fall, and when he officially stepped into the limit, a sudden laughter awakened him.

"Hahahaha..."

Roman's movements stopped abruptly, and his feet froze in the air, no more than a few centimeters above the ground. On his shoulder, a small figure in a black cloak was sitting on it, grabbing Roman's clothes with one hand. Collar, the mouth laughed indifferently.

Roman’s cold sweat slid down his cheeks, and his palms were full of sweat. He seemed to be asleep just now. Although he could clearly know what he was doing, he didn’t have any thoughts about it, just like looking at someone else. Had it not been for the puppet to remind himself suddenly, maybe he had already entered that church at this moment.

Roman looked at the doll on his shoulder, his eyes flashed with rejoice, and then his heart moved, and his mental power was connected with the doll. He wanted to try to see if he could see the details of the church through this wonderful doll. .