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He was really shocked when he saw Xia Ren pull out a gun just now. Fortunately, she didn't shoot directly, but even if it was smashed, what if it went off?

Elliott knows the dangers of guns. Even in rich neighborhoods, shootings happen occasionally. Maybe the neighbor who greeted you with a smile this morning died in a shooting at night.

"Self-protection."

Xia Ren said.

Elliott originally wanted to persuade Xia Ren to throw away the gun, but upon hearing this answer, he was immediately speechless.

Even she knows the danger of guns, so how could Anna, who lives in a world where shootings occur frequently, not know, but even if she knows, what can she do?A frail woman who had just lost her husband and walked such a long distance to come here alone, did not know how many difficulties she had to go through on the way.

If it is not impossible, no one is willing to take this risk for nothing.

Without a gun, what would she do to protect herself?

Elliott asked himself, if he had encountered the same situation, he might not even dare to go far, so he could only find someone to deliver a message to the wealthy area. Even if he had to go out, he would probably choose to carry a gun.

He was in a complicated mood, and he no longer had the initial fear, but he felt some admiration and love for this strong woman in his heart.

It would be nice if only... to live outside.

Elliott is not an impulsive person, nor is he the kind of man who sees a beautiful woman, and even thinks about the name of the child after the two of them.

He took his feelings very seriously, but at this moment he made a somewhat absurd decision in his heart.

Even though he hadn't met Anna for more than half an hour, Elliot wanted to take her away from Myrican to live.

Xia Ren didn't know that the man beside him had already arranged the future of the two of them in a short time.

He is observing the room in front of him.

The room was cleaned cleanly, the floor was mopped almost spotlessly, and all the surfaces of the furniture were carefully wiped with towels, without any trace of stain.

The size of the room is not large, the living room is only about [-] to [-] square meters, near the balcony, there is a carpet, and there is a green single sofa beside the sofa, and a small bookshelf against the wall, on which some books.

Xia Ren went over and opened the two books, and found that the records on them were all ancient legends and various fairy tale fables. In addition, on the lower shelf, there were several books about human anatomy and various historical legends. A guide to terrifying creatures.

On the back of the sofa, Xia Ren also found an old book without a name.

He looked it up and found that it also recorded various historical legends, but unlike other legends, many of the contents here were unknown to Xia Ren.

There was a bookmark in the middle of the page, and he turned to the bookmark, and saw that it recorded a past event not long ago.

It is difficult to tell whether the story is true or false, and the time is not specified, so we can only guess that it happened before the establishment of the Supreme Alliance Government, that is, at least 500 years ago.

It was an era of incomparable chaos and darkness. Countless countries fought endlessly, and people were displaced, suffering unspeakably.

The land is full of wars, starvation everywhere, coincides with continuous natural disasters, frequent droughts and floods, large areas of land are barren, and groups of robbers are running around, the survivors can only gather in the dirty and messy city to survive.

In this situation, magic and alchemy were born.

People use alchemy to create potions, heal people's pain, use magic to summon wind and rain, purify rivers and water sources, moisten the land, and make crops grow.

But there are only a small number of people who can master magic and alchemy, and they are called: wizards.

With the help of wizards, people walked out of the city, drove away beasts, turned wasteland into cultivated land, formed villages and towns, and multiplied the population.

Human beings worship the power of wizards and are grateful for their kindness. The status of wizards has gradually risen, and they even surpassed imperial power and became beliefs.

They formed the wizard's guild, and under the influence of the guild, the tension between countries began to ease, the wars decreased, and human beings were able to recuperate.

However, not more than a few years later, this relatively harmonious situation was suddenly broken. The evil Mechanic Cult brought steam and gunpowder, breaking the peace maintained by wizards for thousands of years.

On the earth, wars broke out again.

The steam roared, the smoke billowed, the artillery and magic clashed, the sky was covered with dust and smoke, and chaos descended again.

This protracted war finally ended with the victory of the Mechanicus.

Bewitched by them, people turned their backs on the gods who guarded them, launched a blasphemous wizard trial, and mighty crowds took to the streets, sending the wizards and witches who once led people to the light to the stake.

And the place where this operation was first launched was a city named Salem.

History has ended here, and there is no follow-up.

Xia Ren turned to the next page and found that it was an illustration.

It depicts a cruel picture: a witch is tied to an iron frame, her body is devoured by scorching red flames, the witch's hair is disheveled, her skin is peeling off, her expression is extremely ferocious, her mouth is wide open, and she wails in pain.

A group of people gathered around the execution ground, as if they were holding a celebration, their faces were full of excited expressions, and some were still shaking their fists in applause.

The witch's screams seemed to stimulate their nerves, and no one felt unbearable. They drank beer and danced, as if they completely forgot that the witch who was suffering endless pain was also their own kind, a part of human beings. member.

It was clearly just an illustration, but Xia Ren felt as if he was at the scene. Looking at this shocking scene, he seemed to be able to hear the witch's screams of pain and unwillingness, and the absurd laughter of the surrounding crowd.

Inexplicably, he felt a strong fear in his heart, and everything in front of him seemed to be incomprehensible.

He didn't recover until the book fell to the ground.

Elliot just opened the bedroom to see if there was anyone in there. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and saw Xia Ren standing there with a pale face. He couldn't help asking with concern: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's fine."

Xia Ren wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, the witch's scream seemed to be still echoing in his ears, suddenly far away and now near.

He didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination, or a sign of his own contamination.

If the history recorded in this book is true, then the reason why magic and alchemy have been suppressed for a long time is the sudden rise of Mechanicism.

But, if the Mechanicus were victorious in the end, where are they now?

Why have I never heard a word about Mechanicus.

Before the witch's auditory hallucinations were resolved, countless thoughts popped up uncontrollably, messing up her brain, making it impossible to think calmly.

Xia Ren sat on the sofa, shook his head, somewhat sobered up.

He looked towards the balcony, where there was an easel covered with a white cloth, and a palette and brushes were placed in front of the easel.

All other things in the room were put away, but this easel was not neatly tidied up.

Xia Ren stood up, walked over, and lifted the white cloth.

In the center of the huge drawing paper, only a wellhead made of dark green stones was scribbled.

"What's the meaning……"

Looking at the strange words, Xia Ren frowned.