You call this the mastermind?

Merlen appeared here in a simple wooden house.

The floor was covered with dust and fresh footprints were everywhere. They were the marks he left when he explored two days ago.

However, the interesting thing is that Mellen cannot be regarded as a real person here, but a spiritual existence. There is no blood when he is injured.

Despite his special state, as he moved his mind, the domain sphere that was not on his body suddenly appeared in his palm.

The third hand explored, and the situation inside remained the same, and there was no trace of falsehood at all.

However, on the other hand, when Mellen took out the magic wand and tried to use magic, there was no feedback.

It seems that there is no room for "magic" in this world.

"I hope it can be of some use."

He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and stepped into the dirt street outside with the sphere in his hand.

In an instant, everything that was originally drowsy in his eyes suddenly became extremely bright and dazzling.

Accompanied by bursts of fierce burning sensations, as if he was in a furnace, he quickly became weak.

However, to Mellen's relief, this feeling did not last for a few seconds and suddenly disappeared.

In the spherical field in his hand, the fireball that was born from absorbing the fog began to burn violently.

It seemed that fuel was constantly being replenished.

"It is indeed useful!"

He was very happy about this, but after turning his head to look at the surrounding environment, his emotions quickly calmed down.

The street under his feet was full of desolation, and the buildings on both sides were empty and full of dead silence.

He entered several houses in succession, and everything he saw was no different from his original "birthplace". There was no human habitation, and there was no special clue left.

After thinking about it, Mellen simply walked out of this street.

The view was blocked by the surrounding buildings, and not much could be seen. The only special thing was a municipal tower at the end of the sight.

Climbing high can see far, Mellen decided to go there to take a look.

There were no accidents in this process. After leaving the first street, there was another wider road.

There were carts, chairs, and even sheds on the roadside, which seemed like a busy city, but there was no sign of people or plants.

The tower was at the end of the street, on the edge of the municipal square.

Walking straight ahead, Melen arrived at his destination soon.

Then he saw life in this world for the first time here.

It was a crow, with a little bit of gold in its black body. It was dozing on the window edge of a building next to the tower. It looked stupid and a little cute.

Unfortunately, its next appearance was completely inconsistent with its appearance.

After hearing the noise, the crow was awakened. When it turned its head and looked over, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly showed a violent and excited look, as if it had seen prey.

Then it instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Melen fiercely!

It was very fast, like a cannonball, and it seemed to be able to knock a bloody hole in the human body.

But Mellen's reaction was faster. He just moved his feet slightly and sideways, and cleverly dodged this swift attack. At the same time, his arm was raised, and two fingers pinched the crow's head in the air very accurately, and then suddenly exerted force!

The crisp sound of bone fracture sounded instantly, and the brain mixed with blood was squeezed and quickly overflowed from the bird's facial features.

After releasing his hand, the crow's body continued to rush forward with inertia, but it hit the wall on the side of the street without any sight, making a dull sound.

Mellen took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then stepped closer. After looking down at the strange bird that was still kicking its legs unnaturally, he thought about it and threw the bird into the field.

As a result, it was found that no matter what was thrown into the field, it would quickly burn it, but it completely ignored the body of the crow!

"This kind of bird is immune to the power of the black sun."

Mellen came to this conclusion, but did not continue to observe anything. Instead, he converged his eyes and focused on the surrounding environment. Since there is life nearby, does it mean that this area is not simple?

…

The endless sleep seems to have no end. Occasionally waking up, it seems to be affected by something, confused and unable to distinguish time and space.

Everything around seems to be covered with a thick gauze, which cannot be seen or felt.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that there is silence here.

Deathly silence.

In addition to the environment, her mind is also quiet.

It seems that a long time ago, when she was half asleep and half awake, many pictures and countless thoughts flashed in her mind.

But gradually, these things have been forgotten.

Like pebbles in the long river of time, they are constantly washed by the river water and gradually become extremely clean.

There are only two questions that are always kept in her heart.

Who am I?

Where am I?

The more she thinks, the more confused she becomes, but it seems that she will never find the answer.

So she can only sleep, let her mind be in a chaotic state, and don't think ethereally, so as to avoid getting more crazy because she can't figure out the answer to the question.

This made her forget the passage of time, her own situation, and even her own existence.

Until recently, the world finally stopped being the same.

It was a slight abnormality, as if a small stone was thrown into a calm lake, breaking a certain balance and waking her up instantly.

But unfortunately, just by paying attention to that direction for a little while, the stone disappeared.

This made her very sad, as if the dead silence that would never change was shaken by it, and even made her unable to fall asleep.

Disappointment, sadness, as if some kind of life-saving straw slipped away from her hand, and as if her heart was drowned by eternal loneliness again, she wanted to sleep forever and never wake up again...

However, to her surprise, not long after, the stone appeared again.

Then it appeared several times intermittently.

So she felt more and more happy, full of expectations in her heart, hoping that this "small stone" would notice her and come to her side.

This wish seemed to be heard today.

He (she) who had stayed in one place before really began to move slowly towards her position!

Who is he (she)?

Does he (she) know me?

Is he (she) here to take me away from this place?

Or just passing by?

If I beg, can he (she) stay and accompany me?

No need to talk, no need to do anything, just stay by my side...

The state of mind that had been dead silent for who knows how many years quickly became turbulent, and the long loneliness finally had hope to be broken.

She was full of expectations for this, and even seemed to be trembling with excitement.

However, as the "little stone" finally arrived beside her, her excitement and expectation suddenly turned into sorrow.

Because she found that although she was awake, she could not see who the "little stone" was at all. It was hazy and there was only a shadow.

She could not smell any foreign smell either.

Her eyes might be broken, and her nose had lost its function.

But then, a faint voice that seemed to come from the distant sky instantly reduced most of her inner resentment.

The voice was ethereal and hazy, and it didn't sound very real, but it seemed to soothe her heart like the sound of nature, and her mood was no longer depressed.

"A skeleton?"

"How strange..."