Compared to the first floor, the fourth floor is much cleaner and tidy.

It seems that the content recorded in the first diary is indeed the truth. The frogs in despair gather at the lowest level and fight for survival.

Their ending was no surprise. The hundreds of purified corpses had already explained everything. However, the shadow-seekers still had many unsolvable doubts in their hearts, but they could not find the answer.

Who are they fighting at the last moment? It can't be with real plants, but with frogmen controlled by plants. However, plants can clearly control everyone directly, so why do they have to use siege to solve the remaining frogmen?

No one can answer this question, even the owner of the first diary and the director of the institute cannot answer this question. I am afraid that only those plants that cannot be seen or touched now but are always left behind.

Of course, neatness is only relative to the first layer, and in fact the fourth layer is quite messy.

The discarded shoes can be seen from the roadside, perhaps left after evacuation, and the rags that had not yet completely decayed in the center of the road, perhaps it was a debris thrown in panic, and the few pools of blood on the ground that had already dried up. It should be that he injured himself in a hurry to run. As for the corpse whose head was stomped, his stomach was cut open, and his internal organs were hollowed out...

"No, I can't make it up anymore." Shur held the Holy Book in his hand and pressed his fingers on the corpse's forehead that was being stomped. A glimmer of light flashed, and the corpse turned into a dot of light floating away.

"Shh." Sav had taken off his glasses since he was just now, and has been guided by Shuer holding hands, like a real blind man.

I have read a lot over the years, and while accumulating rich knowledge, I have also paid a heavy price. The female swordsman must wear thick glasses at all times, otherwise it will be no longer much different from the blind.

However, sometimes losing may not be a bad thing. Her eyesight is getting worse and worse, and her hearing is getting better and better, so even the keenest hunter cannot compare with her in terms of hearing. Flowers bloom and snow fall, she can completely feel the world with her hearing.

"Don't talk, thirty-one degrees northeast, one hundred and thirty-seven meters away, there was a sound just now. I'm not sure if it was him or the expansion of the building materials itself."

"One hundred and thirty-seven meters, go." Shuer hugged Suff's waist and raised her to Moria's back and sat down. The deer angrily kicked his knee, then rushed directly to the top of the wall and trotted along the metal wall.

"You are a deer, not a goat, so you don't need such a difficult move." Shuer, wearing a cloth robe, ran around the roof and walls, and his feet were more stable than others. In fact, relying on the hard training of his hometown era, his control over his body was the strongest among all his teammates. This level of balance control was as simple as eating and drinking water in his opinion.

"Click", a few meters away, the hooves stepped on the metal ground, and the crisp sound of impact echoed in the quiet space.

Moria, who fell on the ground, bent down, her face leaned against the ground, and her fingers gently stroked the marks on the floor.

"He hasn't passed this road." Lin Jing finally put his finger under his nose and sniffed a few times, shook his head, "These are very ancient traces, and they must have nothing to do with him."

"Wait, no, he passed by, and the sound he had just heard." Within a second, Moria overturned her judgment without hesitation, "The trace is very hidden, but the smell cannot be hidden from me. He has definitely stepped on this ground."

"Here?" Xiuer pointed to the place Lin Jing had just touched.

"Well, that's it."

"Sniff." Suffer followed Moria's appearance and lay on the ground and smelled it. He squinted his eyes and tried to see his friend's location clearly. "I didn't smell any special smell."

"Don't make trouble with Sassa." She patted Saf's head vigorously, making her huddle like a cat who was wronged. Shuer pressed his finger at the position Lin Jing pointed, and his other finger slowly moved on the ground beside him, outlining a circle.

"The lightless moon stays in the night sky forever. Under the dark moon, everything in the world has nowhere to hide. I praise my Lord Luna's holy name and give me the moon's gaze." After the prayer, the circle on the ground was outlined at the same time. In the range of fingers, waves suddenly appeared. When the ripples subsided, a light screen appeared in the circle, showing the surrounding scene. The image was blurry, but it could still be seen clearly.

The Moon's Gaze, the advanced magic of the Dark Moon series, establishes a connection with the Moon of Light, and shows what someone has experienced not long ago.

Like all high-level magical techniques, Moon's gaze consumes a lot and is very restrictive. Not only does it require the person to touch, but the touch time cannot exceed three minutes. At the same time, the target character's rank cannot be higher than the caster. Very limited magical techniques, but it is just right to use them here.

Soon, the image of Macajren was reflected on the light screen.

"Hey? Why is it so blurry?" Moria lay on the ground and held her chin, stretched out her fingers to poke the light screen in dissatisfaction, "It was obviously very clear before."

"Ba." Shuer rolled his eyes and said angrily, "This is a projection in another world, which is good to take effect through the space barrier. The picture must have been disturbed. If Sassa had not said before that this place was essentially Pavatiga, and this kind of magic can also penetrate in, I would not have planned to waste my mental power."

"Don't bicker with you two fools." The female swordsman protested weakly, "Look at the picture."

"Hmm?" The two raised their eyebrows and glanced at Suff with dangerous eyes. "Okay, we'll remember it for you. When you go back, hehehehe."

"Ahhhhh, you guys are so annoying, don't tease me! Look at the picture quickly, what is he doing?"

"Idiot, we've been watching." Shure slapped the female swordsman again, causing steam to almost pop up from the girl's head. But what he said was right. He did keep watching because Marcajren's reaction was really not normal.

The half-length portrait is like playing a one-man show.

It was clearly an empty environment, but he seemed to be chasing something behind him and fled quickly along the street.

It would be okay to just escape, but his actions were not as simple as escape.

Dodge, avoid, roll, jump, just like something that is invisible is constantly attacking him. During the escape, he keeps making various moves in order to avoid these invisible attacks.

What is most difficult to understand is that while doing these actions, he occasionally smiled and said a few words to Wuren, just like his teammates following him and avoiding the enemy with him. Perhaps in his perception, he is strategically transferring with his teammates, trying to get rid of the enemy's pursuit and find a point of departure.

"Bang", the light screen flashed suddenly, and finally became dim and the ground returned to its original state, but the person who saw this scene was not so easy to calm down.

"What did he... see?" Sav's face turned pale, and the strange state of the half-length even made her feel a little scared from the bottom of her heart.

"I don't know, maybe it's us, I'm afraid in his eyes, we are still with us now." Shure sighed. "The ability of these plants to do this is more difficult than I imagined. I thought they could only forcefully control the bodies of living people. Unexpectedly, they could actually make the controlled person take the initiative to follow their commands by affecting the perception of living people. This is much more powerful than forced control."

Indeed, it is okay to say that the parasites are those frogs. If the parasites are shadow-seekers, many abilities cannot be used when the plants are forcibly controlled, but now it is different. The controlled person Makajren can fully exert all his strength. A hostile golden thief is a serious threat to any teammate, especially if a battle breaks out and he still has to show mercy to him, which is really a headache.

"We...we... will we... be like Marcajren now?" Savre tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if weapons could give her enough courage. "Will we have been separated long ago? Everything we see is an illusion created by plants. In fact, Sul and Moria are not here at all. I am also performing in the face of a ball of air like Marcajren?"

Saff could not continue because her mouth was blocked.

The warm touch on the lips, the familiar smell in the nose, the embrace that binds the soul, everything is the same as before.

"What about now? Do you still think it's an hallucination?" A playful voice echoed in her ears. This hateful but warm voice made her never forget it.

"Bastard, Shure is a bastard." The girl cursed weakly in her mind, but the girl's heart was filled with sweetness. Even the hallucination was good. If she could always be by his side, what if it was an hallucination?

"Yuyou, Youyou, I am a deer, Youyou, I saw nothing."

This is definitely not an illusion. Sometimes the deer is roaring, sometimes the forest spirit makes the girl grit her teeth and accept reality. Only that idiot Moria can say something that makes people hate. Those plants cannot do such an annoying thing, so this is definitely not an illusion!

"Moriya!" Saf covered her face and screamed, hitting Lin Jing's back, lying in the soft fluff and not looking up.

"In the name of the sacred, add the power of the sacred guardian." Shur suddenly tore off a page from the sacred book, threw his hand into the air, and the pages floating in the air turned into countless light spots in a blink of an eye and quickly penetrated into everyone's body.

Each saint is copied by the priests when communicating with the state of the gods. While condensing the power of the priests, it is also contaminated with the power of the gods. Tearing off the saints is equivalent to directly borrowing the power of the gods in the true sense, which is completely different from the simple release of the magical technique.

"So you don't have to worry, Sassa, I don't believe that they can break through the power of divinity. Haha, let's see these things hiding in the dark now and see what tricks they have."

Yes, of course.
Chapter completed!