Ark pigeon mode, activated!

Suddenly, Surtel grabbed his left hand and looked at it carefully.

"Doctor, your hand...what's wrong?"

Camilla remained silent.

The newly grown skin looks as white and tender as the original one, but in fact there are still slight color differences and small details that are difficult to detect.

I didn't expect that I couldn't get through. Does Surtel usually observe him all day?

"Just now I felt——"

Just as Camilla was about to make up some excuse to fool people, Surtel suddenly took him into his arms and interrupted him.

Holding her hands tightly, the distance was so close that Camilla could feel her heartbeat and... the slight trembling of her body.

"Doctor...actually...I saw it..."

She spoke with a trembling voice, the complex emotions in her tone making it difficult to discern.

"Please don't hurt yourself like that... Even if I can recover, even if I can endure that kind of pain, I will still feel sad..."

Camilla bit her lower lip and remained silent, her hands unconsciously clenched tightly as she resisted the urge to hug her.

This is an illusion...

He couldn't get too deep...

He still has a lot of things, he can't fall here...

"Sartre..."

He called softly, his voice inexplicably painful, contradictory, and filled with indescribable fatigue.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I've decided to go on with you... Being with you, I'll feel more at ease than ever before...

But I always feel that it is not right, it shouldn't be like this, where did we... go wrong?"

Surtel didn't answer, but just hugged him tighter and tighter, as if trying to rub him into his body.

What went wrong?

There is never any mistake, no accident, everything is destined.

Doctor, we have simply walked to this cold and desolate corner of the world, feeling lonely and unable to embrace each other openly, our hearts unable to let go of some things from the past...

These barriers will slowly melt away during the long journey...

Camilla felt a little breathless, and her heart was heavy, as if something was pressing down on her.

He twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.

"This is good, this is good..."

If you can't struggle, you can only compromise.

Anyway, in reality, it's just fighting and killing, playing with women, there's no point...

Since you insist on staying, I will walk slowly with you...

"Sartre... I will always trust you. Let me rest assured..."

……

Chapter 206: Blade Master Tower's Chaotic Reality

After leaving the unknown village, within a day or two, Chimera regained her normal mobility and no longer needed Surtel to carry her.

Helheim is vast and sparsely populated, with many places unsuitable for living and desolate. However, even in this harsh environment, one can occasionally encounter villages and towns inhabited by humans.

The races in Helheim are mostly the Zaraks, who are based on rodents, the Safras, who are based on lizards, and the Phidias, who are based on snakes.

Perhaps due to the scarcity of food and other resources, many villages are xenophobic and quite unfriendly. However, with the powerful Surtel around, there were no accidents along the way.

After seven days and nights, a city appeared before the two.

The city is still shrouded in thick fog, and only fragments of it can be seen from the light shining through.

The ancient stone buildings were mottled and faintly covered with mosses. People drove pack animals and carried goods along the smooth road next to them into the city.

Camilla and Surtel observed for a while before following the road into the city.

On the way, Camilla found a short, young and honest-looking Zarak man not far away and asked him some questions.

"My friend Zarak, what kind of place is this city? We are from outside the area and don't really understand it."

The Zarak, who was sitting on a slowly moving ox-like pack animal, heard his words, shook his round ears, and replied in a slightly shrill and proud voice.

"This is the old capital of Yorland, the center of Hraheim, the glorious sanctuary of Her Majesty Queen Julista!

If you want to live a good life in Jörland, you have to come to Jörland!"

"Yorland..."

Camilla pronounced the name and felt vaguely familiar with it.

But strangely, he felt that this familiarity was completely different from Helheim. There seemed to be a huge difference between the two...

"Why is it called the Old Capital? Is there a New Capital?"

Camilla asked.

"..."

The little guy seemed to have never thought about this question before and was stunned by it.

After a brief thought, he turned around and shouted to the Zarak man on another pack animal not far behind him.

"Dad, why is Yoelland called the Old Capital?"

The Zalak man drove his pack animal closer quickly, then stroked his beard and spoke.

"I don't know. Ever since I can remember, I've only heard my elders talk about the old capital. I haven't heard of anyone else who went to the wilderness finding other cities."

"So...it's the Queen's personal interest?"

Camilla guessed.

"Perhaps, Her Majesty the Queen's thoughts are not something we can guess..."

The Zalak man shook his head. It was obvious that the topic of the Queen was not something that could be discussed casually.

After chatting for a while and entering the city, Camilla said goodbye to Zarak and his son and left.

Camilla looked at Surtel, who had been silent beside her, and asked softly.

"How is it? Is this place in your memory?"

Surtel frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and then spoke.

"There shouldn't be a city here... It was originally a very hardy forest. If you continue a little further, you should be at Hel's Gate."

She recalled the fragments in her chaotic memory, and it should be like this.

"Is that so... Then let's move on."

Camilla nodded and said so.

"Ah."

The two of them took a short rest in the city, replenished their supplies, and then continued on their journey.

After passing through Yolllande, the hustle and bustle disappeared and everything around returned to silence.

Most of the time, the two of them were silent and just moved forward silently. As for what happened a few days ago, it was as if it had never happened, and neither of them mentioned it.

Half a day later, in the cold and silent wilderness, in the thick fog, a huge stone gate, most of which was covered by fog, appeared before them.

There was darkness behind the door and nothing could be seen.

The two men walked closer to the giant gate and saw some old giant canine paw prints on the ground. It seemed that a long time ago, a giant beast had wandered here.

After a long silence, Camilla suddenly spoke.

"It seems that we can't go any further."

He picked up a stone and threw it into the darkness behind the door, but no sound was heard.

Because... there's nothing behind the door.

Helheim, broken here.

He stared into the profound darkness, feeling dizzy and having difficulty staying awake, but within this feeling, there was also a hint of relief.

He realized that he was about to escape from this illusion.

Surtel remained silent, staring at him quietly.

She didn't quite understand why Camilla was smiling so strangely at this moment, relieved, but also with unspeakable sadness.

"Doctor, we can't go any further here. Let's go to Muspelheim. That's the kingdom of fire. It appears many times in my memory..."

As she said this, Camilla hugged her and spoke unusually gently.

"kiss Me……"

The tone, as if about to fall into a dream, made Surtel's brain hot, and without thinking, he bent down and kissed her.

In the empty and silent Helheim, strange sounds gradually appeared.

At the very end, Surtel hugged Chimilla, who seemed to be sleeping quietly, and stared at the boundless darkness behind the giant gate without saying a word.

……

The old capital, Jorland.

Quint walked into the ancient city gate and gazed at the deserted city. His tall and burly body seemed to be slightly hunched, and his expression was full of fatigue.

On the side, the beautiful Tess was also dusty and exhausted.

She looked up, her eyes piercing the thick fog that enveloped Yolland, gazing at the dim sky with a solemn expression.

"The black corona is blocking the sun. What exactly is it trying to do..."

she whispered.

"Never mind all that. Hurry up and inform the two Majesties of the results of our communication with Paladin Quesi. No matter what Black Crown intends to do, only the two Majesties can handle it..."

Quint said in a low voice, and then walked towards the royal palace in the old capital.

Tess was silent for a moment, then quickly followed.

The two men arrived at the palace, and after the guards informed them, they were quickly let in.

However, after waiting in the palace for a long time, the two majesties never summoned him.

The Black King, Osangate Castillo, was away responding to the threat posed by the Black Crown. He was not in the palace, so naturally, he would not be summoned. As for the White King, Yulista Castillo...

They dared not speculate and could only wait patiently.

At the same moment, on a cold land shrouded in darkness, a woman in a gorgeous long dress slowly walked to the huge gate standing between heaven and earth, and looked down at some fresh liquid on the ground.

"Bodily fluids of men and women, and... the aura of the other half of Hell..."

She whispered, looking up slightly. The wind came from nowhere, ruffling her long silver hair that almost fell to the ground, and her eyes, like those cast of silver, were staring into a distant space.

"Great Spirit of Flame, was this your doing...?"

Send someone over to mate?

What the hell!

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Chapter 207: Blade Master Tower Cannot Distinguish

"Huh...it's been four days. I slept for a long time..."

In an abandoned building on the outskirts of San Siro, Camilla slowly woke up.

Traces of the formation that Isabet had set up before could still be vaguely seen on the ground, but no one knew where Isabet had gone. Perhaps she had already left, and it was unknown whether she had ever met him.

Kemila stood up, checked the items on her body, and scanned her surroundings carefully with her mind.

Everything was there, including the dark green crystal he had obtained from the mist of history, a deadly poison that was corroding the world.