Restoration City Government Affairs Office.

This is the largest building near the steam station.

In the past, it was the administrative center where the ruling elites of various human countries jointly managed the Restoration City.

It is not the building closest to the steam station. It is the only one that is relatively complete among the buildings close to the steam station.

When Ken set foot here, there was no one alive and the place was lifeless.

Ken turned to look at Amelia and asked:

"Is it true that we can't just go up there?"

The top here refers to the steam station.

Ken knew that Emilia's strength was at the legendary level or above. With her strength, it would be no problem to rush directly to the top of the steam station.

Theoretically this is the case.

But she refused.

"For whatever reason, I won't go near there, and I won't help you get there."

This is Emilia's rejection.

The thin girl dragged her scythe and walked leisurely beside Ken. She relaxed and said, "Don't think about going there."

She couldn't see clearly what was there.

But her instinct told her that there was great danger there.

As long as she gets close to it, she will die.

Emilia has changed from an emotionless doll to a living person now, so she cherishes her life extremely.

Most of her emotions towards Ken were that she thought he was interesting and that he looked good and tasted good...

She would not take the initiative to give up her life just because of Ken's wishes.

And she was not willing to watch such an interesting being die like that, if her mothers found out in some way that she sent him there...

That way Emilia can be sure that her ending would be worse than just dying.

Therefore, she will never take risks.

"It's very, very dangerous there. You must not go there." Emilia emphasized: "Even if I go there, I will fall. If my elder brother goes there, he will never come back."

Ken narrowed his eyes, looked at Emilia and tried to persuade her: "Before tomorrow night, the two worlds will be merged, and by then, everything in the city will be sacrificed to the gods."

The petite girl jumped lightly in front of Ken's eyes, blocking his path. She put her hands on her hips, her pink pupils shrank into a line, and she said like a little adult:

"I am His product, don't you know very well, and you will not be affected."

Emilia carried the sickle behind her back and said, "Brother, we only have one life. Don't cherish your own life so little. For you, your destiny is the greatest in the world, you know."

She still has memories of the past.

The loneliness that is guarded in the scroll, huddled in the corner of the scroll, for thousands of years.

Being controlled by the silk thread in the hand of the elf girl, he acted according to the designed logic.

She has spent thousands of years, but if she hadn't met the long-legged mother with purple hair by chance, she would still be an emotionless doll.

No matter how powerful you are, you are still a puppet.

How can you not cherish such a precious thing!

Ken shook his head and said firmly:

"What you don't understand is that you still have no bonds with others."

Emilia is right.

But she didn't understand how much Ken valued the bond.

For him, family and friends are more important than this world. If these anchors are lost, there will be no meaning in this world.

Emilia snorted and did not continue to argue with Ken.

What the eldest brother wants to do is his own choice, she just said that.

She wouldn't give up her life for other people.

That's stupid.

The petite girl gently shook the sickle in her hand to shake off the oil and blood stains on it. She raised her pink eyes and said, "There are quite a few people in this building, and there are two groups of people confronting each other.

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"Let's go take a look." Ken raised his head and said.

He thought that everyone here was dead, after all, it was too close to the steam station.

Emilia doesn't call active steam wizards humans, so the ones inside must be real living things.

Cultists and survivors?

Ken followed Amelia into the dilapidated government office.

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Restoration City is the central city of mankind.

There aren't many high-level combat capabilities.

In addition to priests, humans have two main combat professions, warlocks and original warriors.

Warlocks like to find a large enough and quiet place to study.

Warriors need breakthrough and training in life and death crises.

Border areas, or some remote and remote places, as well as Alert Magic Academy, these places can meet the needs of both.

Aliens do not count.

Noah Moulton is a warlock from Alert Academy of Magic. He is the odd one out of the two.

He is very talented and had the dream of becoming an epic and legend when he was young.

After graduating from elementary school, he joined the Adventurers Association. Using the support of the Adventurers Association, he made a name for himself, and relying on the Adventurer Information Network and financial support, he broke through the fourth ring when he was more than three hundred years old.

But the dream was shattered during an adventure in the East.

His soul was severely damaged in the ruins of the Lucas family in the Kingdom of Saint Garcia. Not to mention continuing to expand and upgrade, he was lucky to be able to maintain the level of a fourth-ring warlock.

No matter how much you accumulate knowledge or how much you practice, you can't improve it even one bit.

He was also very old, so he returned to Restoration City and held the idle position of vice president of the Adventurers Association.

I also joined the Restoration City Mutual Aid Association, trying to regain the feeling of my youth through communication among young people.

His codename is [Excellent Student].

At this time, Noah was standing in the middle of the hall of a damaged house. The government office had lost power, but he could see everything around him through night vision.

Next to him was a barbarian wearing armor, a peak gold-level warrior who once served as a soldier in the Iron Eagle Legion of the Kingdom of Saint Garcia. After retiring, he came to the Restoration City, codenamed "Gladiator".

They are the two most active people in the Mutual Aid Association of Restoration City.

Behind them is a man less than twenty years old.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This man is the grandson of Noah, and they also entered this side of the world to save him.

Noah didn't know much about the evil cultists. He was not a warlock like Ken who specialized in dealing with the cultists, but he knew that his grandson's soul and body were separated in two places.

The gladiator was his helper whom he spent a lot of money to recruit.

Fortunately, he did find his grandson.

Unfortunately, they were watched.

Noah and Gladiator protected the man in the center, and around them, some men in black robes appeared.

Thirteen cultists.

Noah's heart became heavy.

Even the touch of an evil god was enough to give Noah a headache.

Noah had encountered things related to evil gods several times in his more than three hundred years of life. The last time he saw a cultist was in that damn ruins... He knew how difficult these guys were.

Noah lowered his voice and said:

"Gladiator, I'll hold them back while you take this stupid boy away."

He had no confidence that he could defeat them, but he believed that he could hold them back.

My son has no talent, but this grandson is a carbon copy of me. He may be able to accomplish what he failed to accomplish in the future... officially graduate from that college!

The gladiator in armor didn't object. He was a hired man and his employer was in front of him.

He carried the young man with one hand, as easily as he was carrying a cloth pillow, and asked: "Excellent student, how do I get out?"

Noah touched his gray beard and carved a seal on the mage's robe with his other hand in his sleeve, preparing for the next battle.

He spoke in a low voice:

"Do you remember the location when we came here? It was a two-way magic seal. As long as you stand there for a while, you can return to that world."

He started counting down and said, "I'm counting to three..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the cultists around him moving.

"run!"

He shouted, and a complicated series of seals on his clothes lit up.

[Four Rings·Construction System·Serial Fireball Technique]

Continuous fireballs shot out around his body. The fireballs were like light spots one after another, but they grew larger and larger as they moved away from the mage's body. When they approached the cultist, they had expanded into a fireball as large as two meters.

Then, explode!

There was a dazzling light, a roaring explosion, the aftermath of the explosion and debris flying everywhere. Noah's movements did not stop. His finger pointed at the ground, the seal lit up, and a wall of fire composed of several elements ignited around him.

This is the inside of the building. The fireball is enough to blow the building down. The gladiator will leave here in chaos... and he will continue to keep these troublesome guys here.

The gladiator obviously thought so too. At the moment of the explosion, he rushed out in the gap between the fireballs and held the person he was protecting tightly in his arms.

However, at the moment when the explosion ignited, in the violent explosion of fireball, a pale palm stretched out, like a person swimming in the water, reaching out his palm in the fireball.

The gladiator held his long sword in front of him to block the palm's attack. He did not dare to let the palm get close to him, so he had to retreat.

Noah's pupils shrank sharply.

The house did not collapse as he expected.

Those fireballs were like fireworks, leaving only faint traces on the houses. However, the cultists who should be in the middle of the fireballs were not injured at all, and even their black robes were not affected.

The cultists took steps forward, muttering something in their mouths, and approached them without any influence.

Noah frowned.

The temperature and shock wave of his fireball technique can be clearly felt even if he is far away from the fireball, but the cultists seem to have made themselves and the building "nullified" the effect of the fireball.

The gladiator retreated to Noah's side and said angrily: "He is a top student with gold-level speed. I can't get out."

"..." Noah clenched his fist lightly with his palm, and then smashed his fist to the ground.

[Second Ring·Haiman Repulsion Seal]

The force of a tsunami hit the ground, but it left no trace, not even a crack.

"It's a rule-based ability." Noah said solemnly: "We can't affect other things in this world...including the gate and these cultists, and they can attack us."

His eyes scanned the room for a while, and he said: "The doors and windows here are also closed... We can try to make a big movement and let the machines from the outside world break this cage from the outside world..."

The old warlock's thoughts turned quickly, and he quickly understood the situation in front of him.

The cultists around him were chanting blasphemous curses in unknown languages. He had a hunch that the longer he stayed here, the easier it would be for something to happen.

"Excellent students, our voices may also have been blocked..." The gladiator said seriously: "This is the central lobby of the Government Affairs Department..."

Noah shook his head and said:

"You don't need to remind me, just make the sound."

I didn't expect this barbarian to think of this.

These cultists obviously possess some kind of blasphemous ability. They have the ability to control the world, thus preventing the two from causing damage to the world and the two of them.

The level of a cultist cannot be defined in the traditional way, but the cultist who attacked the barbarian had an explosive speed close to the gold level.

They could only bet that these cultists did not block out the noise they caused to the outside world. If they lost the bet, they could only fight hard and maybe they could persist until the arrival of the Paladins.

"Click."

The sound of the door being opened caught Noah's attention.

"Squeaky-"

That was the door of the Government Affairs Office, which was closed after the cultists came in.

And now, it's been pushed away.

The gladiator also turned his eyes.

At this time, variables appear, which is not necessarily a good thing.

"I told you, it's quite lively here."

The voice of a young girl full of energy rang out.

A petite girl wearing a sailor uniform, a small skirt, and a round hat walked in cheerfully. Her clothes looked out of place in this depressing environment, like an actor who had wandered onto the wrong set.

"It's really rare..." A male voice sounded from behind the girl.

Behind her, a handsome man in formal attire walked in, holding an umbrella.

Noah saw the badge on the man's chest.

Alert Magic Academy...Three-ring Warlock?!

Are you also someone who entered this world by mistake?

Noah immediately shouted:

"Don't come here! Go out and lure those machines over! These guys are cultists, leave quickly!"

With a three-ring warlock and a little girl without armor, it would be of no use even if they were allowed to come over. Therefore, he directly shouted loudly to tell them to escape quickly.

Ken used night vision to carefully look at the environment inside the house.

Three fanatics, ten believers, among them a warlock, a warrior, and an ordinary person, so many people...

Because this world is dominated by Emilia's world, it is the home of cultists, just like Ken in Mike Allick's dream, and they can even control the world.

The thirteen cultists also looked over and looked at the two uninvited guests. One of the fanatics turned around. Ken saw that he was muttering words, praying and praising Amelia, and then cast

Divine magic.
Chapter completed!