Wizard Immortal

Chapter 395 The Dead of the Past

"Leon... this name, who am I really...?"

Leon leaned against the wall by the wooden door, his head bowed, his face growing paler, his whole body trembling, as if recalling something terrifying.

As he delved deeper into his memories, a sudden wave of confusion washed over him, leaving his mind blank and his head feeling like it was about to explode.

In his confusion, he subconsciously looked towards the door and saw Adir standing outside the wooden door.

Observing Lyon's current state quietly, Adir also frowned, somewhat unsure about the situation, and therefore did not continue to provoke him.

Staring blankly at Adir's figure, in close proximity, through some kind of instinctive connection, Lyon suddenly realized: "Yes, that was originally my name."

In that instant, he remembered everything that had happened before.

Not long ago, he took Adir through that door, but everything changed the moment they entered the Lost City.

His memories were forcibly sealed, then overwritten by new ones. He was cursed and placed here, but mistakenly believed this was his hometown, completely forgetting his original purpose.

Thinking of those scenes from his memories of being with his family, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The people in this city had all perished in a catastrophe three thousand years ago, and the curse that followed continued into later generations, taking the lives of countless others.

So, who were those "relatives" who lived with him before?

"Fortunately, there's still Sim."

Thinking back to the scenes that occurred when he lost his memory, and looking at Adir standing in front of him, he couldn't help but feel fortunate.

If he had come in alone this time, he would have died under this curse sooner or later, and might not even have known his true identity before he died, becoming a wronged ghost.

Fortunately, there was another first-generation Awakened One who entered with him this time, which gave him a chance.

As the first awakened one, the other party was obviously not greatly affected. Not only did he maintain the autonomy of his consciousness to a large extent, but he was also able to recall some of his previous instructions and take the initiative to follow the clues to find him. This allowed him to briefly awaken and do those things.

Thinking of this, he composed himself, his previously pale face gradually calming down, and he regained the composure he had shown outside: "Sim, how are things on your end?"

"It's terrible." Seeing that Leon had recovered, Adir nodded: "I was forced to take an identity and had a lot of strange memories implanted in me all at once, which has left me feeling a bit confused."

"I'm quite surprised that you can maintain your conscious state and even find me at this time." Leon rubbed his head, feeling a lingering pain deep within his brain. "I originally thought it would take you at least two or three days to awaken."

"Just lucky." Adir didn't want to elaborate on that question, and immediately changed the subject, asking about the upcoming itinerary: "What's next?"

"You don't need to do anything," Leon replied straightforwardly. "Just spend seven days quietly here, and on the night after the seventh day, take me and rush out immediately."

"That's a special day. At that time, the whole city will undergo tremendous changes. People who were originally dead will reappear. But at that time, a gap will appear in this forbidden area. We must seize that opportunity to break out."

"Seven days later?" Adir frowned, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"You need to be extra careful during this time," Leon warned. "I made preparations before coming in this time; several cursed items were activated to cover my tracks so I wouldn't be discovered."

"But Sim, you are different. In order to attract the attention of the forbidden area, you did not put on any cover. During this time, you will most likely be corrupted by the forbidden area."

"I understand." Adir already knew this before entering, so he had few doubts and nodded directly.

In fact, this is also why Leon wanted to bring Adir in with him, so that he could share most of the dangers in this forbidden area and finish his business in peace.

Lyon made no attempt to hide this point and stated it clearly from the beginning.

The two continued talking by the wooden door for a while, exchanging their memories and information before parting ways to go about their own business according to their respective identities.

tread···

Walking on the clean grass, a crisp sound of footsteps came from underfoot with each step.

Looking at the faintly visible front door of his house ahead, Adir suddenly stopped and looked towards a corner to the side.

It was an old alley, and there weren't many people inside at the moment. There was only a middle-aged man, dressed in tattered clothes and with a somewhat haggard face, lying on the ground, seemingly dead or alive.

This is not strange at all. In other worlds, all kinds of violent deaths are everywhere, and it is not unusual even in forbidden areas.

What truly caught Adi's attention and piqued his interest was the man's appearance; he had seen him somewhere before.

It was on a thick stack of documents. Before entering the Lost City, he had read a lot of information about the Lost City, some of which recorded the deaths of people who had died in the Lost City in recent years.

Ordinary people, even true awakened ones, might not be able to fully remember all that information, let alone the appearance of each deceased person. But for Adir, who possesses a chip, all of this is not a problem at all.

"Comparison complete, facial contours match, starting data collection..."

"The deceased, Marden Firas, went on a trip with a tour group seventy-three years ago, but accidentally entered the Lost City and eventually disappeared. He was thirty-seven years old when he went missing..."

Looking coldly at the middle-aged man talking in the distance, Adir walked directly to the man's side and then extended his hand.

The reappearance of someone who had been missing piqued his curiosity, prompting him to test the waters and see if he could uncover some of the rules here.

Her delicate, fair arm gently lowered, but paused slightly as it approached the other person's forehead.

At that moment, the middle-aged man on the ground, who looked like a corpse, opened his eyes. His dry, disheveled hair and face covered in grime and dried blood made him look rather terrifying.

"Not dead?"

Adir was somewhat surprised to see the middle-aged man suddenly open his eyes, but then he slowly lowered his arm, ignoring the ferocity and hatred in the other man's eyes, and placed it directly on the man's forehead: "Be good, it will be over soon."

He spoke these words with a kind expression, and a silver glint flashed in his eyes, silently creating ripples that enveloped an area of ​​several meters around him.

A vast amount of mental energy was mobilized immediately, directly following some kind of circuit to explore the entire body of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"His body was nearly exhausted, most of his body was withered, but he was still alive."

Sensing the man's condition, Adir frowned, then relaxed: "Let me see your memories."

As he finished speaking, his arm pressed down hard.

(End of this chapter)