Chapter 558

Mu En's pupils shrank suddenly. The false land and the shadow city were not a big problem, but the Silent Moon and the others could not help but echo in his mind.

What the hell?

Why is it related to that bastard Moon again?

A bad premonition began to flow in Mu En's mind. Since the Silent Moon died, every time he encountered the remnants of Him, he was sure that nothing good would happen!

Some kind of PDST that was cheated, broke out again!

"Isn't Silent Moon dead? Why does this Belrand Shadow still exist?"

"I don't know. I thought this place disappeared with the death of Silent Moon, but now it seems that it still exists, although it may not be complete."

"But none of this matters. What matters is that this place has fallen into the hands of those people."

Celica looked at the hideous silhouettes in the distance and murmured in a low voice:

"No wonder... everything is just to cover up the entrance here. There is no need for any vigilance or guards here, because this is the most isolated place in the whole Belrand!"

95. Enemies of the Past

The sky is a sea of ​​gray fog. In the surging gray fog, another upside-down towering city can be vaguely seen.

Everything is shrouded in endless darkness, everything is dead silent, the wandering ghostly shadows sometimes flash through the depths of darkness, noisy roars and whispers sometimes echo, and the outline of the city is like a dormant terrifying demon at this moment.

Mu En looked up and saw that they seemed to be in a city similar to Belrand. At least he still had some impression of the Faflan Street where he came from.

It was just that this place seemed to have been baptized by time. Everything became dilapidated. Rust and moss covered the doors and walls, and there was no life in the broken windows.

At the end of the street, he saw the fog that divided this space like a wall. Behind the fog, it seemed like nothingness.

Just as Cecilia said, this place was already broken and no longer the complete shadow of Belrand. The place they were in might be just a fragment of the original one.

But such a place still existed and even fell into the hands of those people in the inner council. This was something that people did not expect.

"Hehe, the more people explore, the more frightened they are."

Cecilia looked up. The sign above her head was worn out, but the words could be vaguely discerned.

Faflan Food Processing Factory, the same name as that street.

This is probably the reflection of the real food processing factory, and it is also the place where those people hide their secrets.

Underground sewers.

Abandoned black market trading place.

A factory where no one works.

And then... this is it.

Disguise after disguise. If she wasn't the princess of this country, she could mobilize all the sewer drawings of this city, know the location of the abandoned underground black market, and use ancient relics to avoid strict vigilance.

If Mu En didn't have the ability to read information directly in the soul, he would have discovered some hidden traces.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would only be able to go around in those layers of disguise and get nothing.

"There shouldn't be anyone on guard here."

"It shouldn't be. This place is completely isolated from the outside world and is very safe. Besides, for those people, the fewer people who know about this place, the better."

"Makes sense."

Without much hesitation, the two walked side by side towards the depths.

Although there were no traces left on the secret door and the stairs, killing a few guards would eventually arouse the vigilance of the people behind the scenes.

However, this place is too hidden, and too few people know about it, which also has some advantages. At least those outside guards will never think of this place first after discovering someone intruding.

No, maybe it's not that they can't think of it, but those ordinary guards don't know that there is another world in the place they are guarding. Mu En only sensed the existence of the secret door from the clues in his soul. As for the shadow of Belrand... I'm afraid there are only a handful of people who know about it in the true sense.

Therefore, it will definitely take some time for the information to be passed to those people.

"Speed ​​up."

"Yeah."

The two looked at each other, and Mu En reached out and pushed open the dilapidated courtyard door.

The friction of the rusty iron door was particularly creepy in the silent and dark city, and the two quickened their pace.

Through the main gate, through the winding corridor, and go all the way to the depths.

As Celicia said, this is the shadow of Belrand, so the structure in this factory is no different from the real Fafran processing plant.

From Cecilia's familiarity with the factory, Mu En knew that she had indeed conducted a very detailed investigation of this food processing factory that produced small cakes.

I really don't know whether she is interested in this factory or the small cakes in this factory. Maybe she has used some excuse or disguise to come and see it in person.

This guy really likes sweets.

Should I try to seduce her with sweets in the future? Maybe I can touch her black silk thighs or something?

Mu En touched his chin and thought for a while, then immediately killed this idea.

I am afraid that I can't beat Cecilia now. The only outcome of teasing her with sweets is that she will snatch the small cake and then trample it under her feet.

... Although this kind of thing sounds good, after all, I am not a masochist. As the future husband of Her Royal Highness, I still have to support myself occasionally.

The road above is long and arduous.

Mu En sighed quietly and found that Cecilia had stopped.

"We're here."

"Where is this?"

Mu En immediately raised his alert and looked around.

There was still nothing unusual. The small room next to it, which should be the duty room, was empty. The wall paint had fallen off. On the small blackboard hanging above, there were blurry and unrecognizable characters, which seemed to be a duty list.

In front of the two was a closed door.

The door was out of tune with the surrounding environment. It seemed to be made of some metal, reflecting a little cold light, and it was extremely hard at first glance.

"There won't be such a door in a dilapidated factory, and I don't remember it either."

"This door looks new."

"Yes, this door was obviously built later. This time it shouldn't be a trap within a trap. The secret we are looking for is hidden behind the door."

Cecilia's eyes flickered and she looked at Mu En:

"Can it be opened?"

"Of course."

Mu En smiled:

"Didn't I say that as long as it's a door, I can open it."

Cecilia nodded gently and watched Mu En sticking his butt in front of the door again. Judging from his skilled movements, it shouldn't take much time.

During this time, she was still alert to the surroundings.

In fact, neither she nor Mu En had ever relaxed their vigilance. After all, they were in someone else's territory. It was impossible for them to foolishly bump around like a picnic because of a reasonable guess.

"Opened."

Sure enough, there was a click from the door soon.

Mu En stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

After working all night, now it was finally time to reveal the secret.

He and Cecilia looked at each other again, and as he became more alert, he gradually put his hand on the door.

Then... use force.

"Hiss..."

But at this moment, Mu En's hand bounced off the door as if it had been electrocuted.

"What's wrong?"

Cecilia immediately looked at it, and a layer of light frost began to cover the ground under her feet.

"Is there a mechanism?"

"No, it's okay."

Mu En suddenly covered his chest and stopped Cecilia with one hand, signaling her to stay calm.

"I just... have some inexplicable palpitations."

"Palpitations?"

"A little intuition."

Mu En frowned. In the moment just now, his death warning, which had been silent before he crossed the cordon, suddenly jumped.

But only once.

It was like some kind of danger, vaguely flashing in his mind, but he couldn't catch it, and it drifted away.

His premonitions have always been accurate. The death warnings that have been tempered by countless deaths have helped him escape danger countless times.

But it was the first time that it was like this, it just jumped vaguely and inexplicably, and then returned to silence.

"It's okay, let's go."

There were doubts in their hearts, but no matter what, the two of them could not retreat at this time, so they could only push the door open while signaling Cecilia to be more careful.

Behind the door, it was very dark.

But this was not a problem for Mu En.

A little light flickered and was sent into it by Mu En.

The space behind the door was not a research institute or something like what Mu En had guessed after seeing those white coats before, but... a room that looked extremely ordinary.

Ordinary and simple.

There was no bed, no table, and no other decorations.

It was a bit like the tatami in Mu En's previous life. Opposite the empty room, there was only an incense burner with burning incense and a futon.

The incense burner was filled with smoke and had complex patterns, like some kind of sacrificial supplies. Mu En could tell at a glance that this was not an item in the style of the Leopold Empire, but should come from other countries.

And on the futon, a figure was sitting cross-legged.

The figure was visibly thinner, and at first glance, it looked more like a dead skeleton.

But.

But when the little light gradually illuminated the face of the figure, when the thin face that was unfamiliar but left a deep impression on Mu En came into his eyes...

Mu En's premonition of death, which had just been erratic, suddenly roared like a huge bell. The intense sense of crisis and fear made his heart beat faster. The real death came suddenly, and even made him feel extremely nauseous in an instant.

"He..."

Celica's eyes condensed.

No words were needed, and even no extra movements and warnings were needed.

As if Cecilia had noticed Mu En's abnormality at the same time, she attacked the figure on the futon without any hesitation!

Ka.

As she waved her jade hand, the moisture in the air was instantly extracted, and then turned into rapidly spreading ice, freezing the figure with lightning speed.

Cecilia did not hold back, and immediately used the power of God's favor, freezing him completely, fiercely and without hesitation, leaving no room for maneuver.

At this moment, the figure, beloved by the power of God's favor that controls the laws of the world, has completely turned into an ice sculpture, silent as if it had already died.

Perhaps under this extremely low temperature of ice, the figure will naturally die.

But...

The light flickered like a firefly, and the ice reflected the azure light.

Under the light, Cecilia clearly saw that the eyelids of the figure moved.

It was like a sleeping person who was about to wake up from his bed.