heavy fog

"Ah."

The child holding a muddy carrot sneezed heavily, and he quietly stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

The bad environment on the mine star had taught him how to take care of himself.The arm that was dislocated and broken before was roughly connected by Serxi Mengli with the help of it. It was not very flexible yet, and the movements were a bit clumsy.

Children just do not understand the outside world, not stupid.

He knew that it was not normal to be groggy and have a high fever a few days ago, and now he was afraid that he would get sick again.

How terrible the consequences of illness, he knew it well.

The slaves on the mine star are most afraid of illness. The Beluga Galaxy does not abuse slaves, but the mine star is located in a remote place, and all the supplies and water are transported, and they come at a fixed time.How could it be possible to send an extra ship for a few sick slaves, and the energy doesn't cost money?

Unless it is a highly contagious epidemic, individual slaves can only support themselves when they get sick.

Good luck, you can wait until the monthly fixed supplies and medicines come, bad luck...

There is no doctor on the mine star, and everything is in charge of the supervisor. It is a medicine, but it is just a few antibiotics. The worst genetic medicine is the kind that can be eaten for any disease. It is not symptomatic and does not remove the root. In the end it depends on luck.Those who can withstand it will be cured, and those who are too sick or have a panacea that doesn't work, then there is no cure.

The child's mental power is very strong, he can always know when the medicines and supplies arrive, and where the supervisor puts these things. For so many years, he has come here without any surprise or danger.There is no fear because you don't know what fear is.

What is death?

The sky outside the protective cover of the mine star is crimson, and the empty space starry sky can be directly seen.When a person dies, he is like a meteorite falling to the ground and cannot leave again.

Mine star slaves can leave, and after working for more than ten years, they can redeem their freedom.

The idea in the child's mind is probably to grow up, learn to work, and then leave the mine star—it's just that the change came so quickly. The old man of the Holy Empire told him that the past is not worth remembering, so come out, To see the truth and the world.

"Is there really no God?"

The child crouched in the muddy puddle, carefully watching a shadow of a metal ball and Simonli flying away from the temple on the mountain wall with noisy noises.

Wen Luan has long since ignored the matter of finding energy stones for his mecha, and he spends more time floating around the children.

"No one has seen God." Wen Luan said lazily.

The child turned his head, remained silent, wiped the mud off the carrots with his clothes, and continued to chew slowly.

Babylon in Mesopotamia has many temples. Although it is not like a strange stone that glows automatically in the capital city, there are also small miracles. For Xier, it is just the thickness of the rock shell outside the energy crystal stone.

People only look at the exposed brilliance. In fact, more energy crystals with tight shells are regarded as a kind of rough gemstone that can reflect light, and are mainly used to inlay god statues or make sacrificial vessels.

After circling around to get rid of the pursuers, Shier triumphantly slid to the market town behind the mountain wall. The people here looked at the temple above them in amazement, not knowing what happened. Some horses and sheep were frightened. Flying close to the ground in chaos, it didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

"Master, we've already traveled all over this area." Shier vaguely reminded to look for energy mines elsewhere.

The facts are similar. Accidents happened one after another in the temple, and rumors spread everywhere. Even Wen Luan could see the anxious expressions on people's faces.

In this era, gods are simply the most mysterious and sublime spiritual symbols.

After listening a lot, Simonli was finally able to perform the function of the translator smoothly. It was the last one to come back, and hurriedly said: "Next time, stay farther away. There are already rumors that there is a strange street child nearby every time something happens. .”

Wen Luan was surprised: "There are so many people, how did they find out?"

Simengli played a sighing voice: "You only remember that we ate energy mines and forgot to catch the succubus?"

Wen Luan has no body, so of course no one noticed it, but the child's mental power was so high that he couldn't control it well. He followed Wen Luan several times to intercept the succubus but failed. ?

"...What else?" Wen Luan asked anxiously about another matter, "You went around the temple, but you didn't find anything?"

Shier said negatively: "No! We deliberately knocked down an old priest, and mentioned the word Raymond Gayton behind his back. He didn't know at all—unless the key had another name, otherwise we searched for it like this, why? No one has even heard of it?"

According to the records of the Dark Council, the real legend of Raymond Gayton originated from King Solomon, and the names of all the mechas come from King Solomon's 72 pillars of demon gods, but King Solomon—

King Solomon has been dead for almost 400 years.

In the current Mesopotamia, even King Solomon's country cannot be found. How come no one has heard of the legendary Raymond Gayton?Wen Luan was almost irritable.

Wen Luan's mood was unstable, there wasn't much he could do here, his greatest hope was to find that damn key.The Dark Council has not been established yet, since they can produce counterfeit products, it means that they have seen the real ones.

The most important thing is that when the Great Elder used the real Raymond Gayton to summon, instead of the Hell Demon God appearing, he sent a group of people to the Deep Blue Star of the Beluga Galaxy.

If he finds the real key, is there hope for him to go back...

"Owner!"

Xier's timely shout brought Wen Luan back to his senses, and he tried his best to suppress the tapir that was churning out from the depths of his consciousness: "Don't even think about it, I won't give you this body!"

"go!"

"Don't look for it anymore?" Simonli was still struggling.

"Let it go!" Wen Luan said decisively, "Ghost knows where that key is, it might fall from the sky someday, what's the use of vomiting blood now!"

Wen Luan's words are not bad at all. Didn't the key just drop on the road outside Meteorite Town?

Parallel world fusion or something, it's too advanced and I really don't understand it, so I don't want to, there are still fun to find in this world!

A thought flashed across Wen Luan, and he tried his best to cover it up, not daring to let this thought linger in his consciousness for a second. What Wen Luan really wanted to do was not to kill the succubus here, but to solve the problem of his own body. Another guy here.

"The succubus ran away again the day before yesterday, and hypnosis doesn't work!" Wen Luan acted as if he was deeply depressed about the disadvantages of chasing the succubus, and spoke angrily.

One of the most difficult things in this world is to lie to yourself.

The invisible mental power brushed over the top of the child's head, and the latter raised his head sharply immediately.

"It must be caught."

"Yeah." The child nodded, his loose mental power drifted around the edge of the market town, he could feel the noise of cattle and sheep, and there were gradually angry shouts coming from above the temple.

"Let's go!"

Now that the news about the strange homeless child has been exposed, in order to avoid trouble, he can only leave as soon as possible.

"This way!" The child obediently pointed in the direction.

Simonli was delighted: "It works better than my radar scan."

"Because your radar failure has not been repaired." Sier didn't miss any opportunity to mock Simonli.

"It saves energy!" Simonli was furious.

"You are a mecha, let humans help you do the investigation! What use are you for?"

"You——" Simonli jumped violently, really "jumping", jumping all the way close to the ground, "How can you get stuck and accuse me? You're not afraid of crashing, even though you asked your master to investigate the situation! "

Wen Luan skillfully smashed the two balls flat: Shut up, want to draw attention to the abnormal shape at the feet?

In the noisy market town, even the things you buy are shabby, such as chunks of salt, flies flying around, piles of mutton pieces that have not been shaved, and half-dead slaves waiting to be sold.

There was a mess everywhere, and the child who was walking with a carrot in his mouth and bowed his head against the corner of the mud wall suddenly touched his forehead with his hand uncontrollably.

"What, uncomfortable?" Wen Luan noticed this time.

The child quickly lowered his arms without making a sound.

"Seier, come and take a look..."

The child took a step back in resistance, and his mental reaction was faster than his movements. Unprepared, Shier was pushed back by the mental force and knocked over a basket of oats on the street.

Seir reacted quickly, and plunged headlong into the mud puddle next to him.

The oatmeal seller angrily tugged at the people who happened to pass by and made noises. Those who came around to watch the excitement, booing and reasoning, were in a mess, and Shier flew out crookedly through the gap between one of his legs sneakily.

"What are you doing?" Syer was very dissatisfied.

"Fever?" Simonli noticed that the child's cheeks were flushed, and his walking was a little unsteady, as if he had no strength.

Hearing Simonli's words, the child took another step back abruptly.

Now Wen Luan understood the truth, he said with a headache, "Don't hide, even if you get sick, I won't abandon you."

The child's back movement paused.

Wen Luan was very embarrassed, because he was the one who first proposed to find a safe place for the child in the desert, and he was the one who didn't plan to take the child with him.

It's just that the child didn't seem to care at all at that time, and was dumbfounded.

——Is it because you are familiar with them now that you don't want them to leave?

"I won't leave you behind." Wen Luan repeated.

Only then did Xier have the opportunity to fly close to the child. With his mental strength fluctuating violently, Xier checked the vital indicator data: "I do have a fever, and the temperature is a bit high. The reason is unknown. It is recommended to leave here and isolate the air."

Whether it's an infectious disease or something else, they don't have any medicine at all now, and they can only rely on the sick to support themselves.

Seeing the child stumbling and running, Wen Luan was also helpless.He has no hands to support now!With so many people, it was not convenient for Shier and Simonli to change shape.

Suddenly there was a scream from the other side of the market town.

At first Wen Luan didn't care, but at this moment, there were thieves and robbers, dignitaries who killed slaves in the street, everyone, and the market town was in chaos, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"The smell of blood." The child suddenly turned his head.

The two mecha balls stopped at the same time.

"There's something... not so good over there." The child said intermittently with mental strength.

"You keep an eye on it." After Wen Luan confessed, he floated up, and the streets were filled with people's heads, as if someone was galloping this way, the horses were neighing, and the smell of blood wafted in the wind.

A black-furred arm stretched skyward, its paws dripping with blood.

Immediately afterwards, a two-meter-tall monster with hair all over his face broke free from the rope and the cloth bag, picked up a wooden stake and knocked down a panicked person running past.

There are people around who are shouting angrily and taking up arms as if to surround it.

"Idiot, someone tied up the mutated orcs here and sold them as rare items!" Wen Luan couldn't help cursing. He saw smaller orcs popping out of the cloth bag one after another, with ropes wrapped around their necks. , looking fierce.

They were probably caught when they collapsed to the ground exhausted after the mutation was completed. All of them had scars on their bodies, and blood flowed out from the wounds, staining the cloth bags red.

The accident happened again at this time. A man with a wounded arm suddenly dropped the scimitar, howled and fell to the ground and rolled, his limbs twisted and elongated.

"Demon! Demon!!"

The crowd in the market town ran away screaming and terrified.

Wen Luan rushed back and urged Xier directly: "Don't worry about it, run!"

The silver metal ball bounced high and turned into a five-meter-long small airship with a mechanical arm on the hatch, picking up the child knocked down by the crowd, stuffing it into the cabin and flying away.

"A demon...a man-eating demon!"

This time it was Seel who was charged with being a demon, and the crowd scattered at the same place, followed by orcs chasing after them.

The guards of the temple arrived just in time, and they were at a loss in the face of this situation. Most of the people in the market town ran away, and after dozens of corpses lay on the ground, they finally chopped down the orcs.

The tallest black-haired orc, full of arrows, staggered and fell down.

The smell of blood was overflowing, and the face of the temple priest was ashen.

It seems that the one who took away the sacrificial vessels of the temple is really a devil!

At this time, a certain priest who was knocked unconscious by Xier woke up, yelling that he heard the devil say a word to him, an inexplicable word: Raymond Gaidon.

Two months later, the culprits were found for many attacks on temples in the Kingdom of Babylon and Mesopotamia.

It is said that the villains asked about the whereabouts of a thing called "Lemon Gayton" in the temple, which seemed to be related to King Solomon, and said that this thing could summon demons.

Now the people who attacked the temple are gone, and unbelievable monsters really appear in some places.Blood-sucking monsters who are afraid of the sun, beast-like people, and moving skeletons...

That's how the message was confirmed.

——Lemon Gayton, something from the era of King Solomon, will attract demons.