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Chapter 695 - 695 694. The third fellow Walker (Additional update

Chapter 695: 694. The third fellow Walker (Additional update for Alliance Hierarch [Mysterious Primordial Qi])_1 Chapter 695: 694. The third fellow Walker (Additional update for Alliance Hierarch [Mysterious Primordial Qi])_1 It was light.

The accumulated clouds, the falling snowflakes, and the bone-chilling cold were all swept away in a moment.

There was only the pure and intense sunlight, shining upon the earth.

Lu Ban had felt the heat for a while, as the heating in the house had stopped working since it was already scorching outside.

The temperature, hotter even than the Sahara Desert, had enveloped the area.

Lu Ban heard a commotion; he looked outside and saw that most buildings had their windows open, with people poking their heads out to try to understand what was happening.

In this cold winter, to feel such warm sunshine must be quite blissful.

Lu Ban quickly heard the sound of sirens.

Even in the distance, a sharp, air-raid alarm-like whistle resounded.

He thought for a moment and realized something.

While the winter sun is warmly comforting, it was now nighttime.

It was around eleven o’clock at night, and normally, one wouldn’t expect to see the sun.

If one could see the sun at midnight, then it might be time to wonder if this sun was named “Fat Man” or “Little Boy.”

Lu Ban hurriedly adjusted the radio to the off position.

The sun instantly went out.

The world plunged into darkness, and every household became noisy; the neighborhood turned tumultuous, and it looked like sleep wouldn’t come easy tonight.

Lu Ban looked at the radio.

He found it very useful and decided he could use it again next time.

If it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t bring too many things with him when crossing over to the Foreign Domain, Lu Ban would have mass-produced hundreds of radios, distributing them to each stronghold fighting the Demonic Tide. Then, when the Demonic Tide came, everyone could bask in the sun and have a party—how splendid that would be.

Of course, after Lu Ban arrived in the Night Country, he could use the local materials there to create something similar.

For example, inscribing “Artificial Sun, Blinding” on a stone and tossing it into the midst of Demonic Beasts would surely be quite effective.

Knowing this, Lu Ban suddenly felt full of confidence.

He made preparations, left messages for his company and acquaintances, stating he was going out to gather material.

Back in his living room, Lu Ban looked at the lush green planet that surrounded him, and he reached out his hand.

The moment he touched the planet, the detached and cold words of the Silent Lands appeared.

[Would you like to enter the Silent Lands?]

[Yes/No]

Lu Ban chose [Yes].

Suddenly, the planet disintegrated; amidst its destruction, a crimson moon rose, its eerie light like an eye, staring straight at Lu Ban.

His surroundings were covered in scarlet, and the giant red figure nailed to the moon flickered in and out of visibility.

Lu Ban knew that this moon, originally just an ordinary gray desolate celestial body, was now red because it had been dyed with countless amounts of blood!

In that sense of weightlessness while crossing the Foreign Domain, Lu Ban felt more gazes.

These gazes came from different domains, from various entities. Some were still lucid, while others were merely unconscious instincts projecting themselves. They watched Lu Ban’s every move as if they were viewing an actor in a reality show, quietly observing.

[The flow of time in the Foreign Domain is inconsistent with the main perspective]

[Current time ratio: 3:1]

[En route to the Night Country]

Suddenly, a strong gravitational force tugged at Lu Ban, causing him to fall towards the ground.

That accelerating sensation of falling was enough to make any person scream; it was the fear inherent in humans.

The next moment, Lu Ban felt as if he had been flung against a wall; his back hit the firm earth, causing his bones to creak alarmingly.

“It’s getting more and more violent…”

Lu Ban looked up at the azure sky, feeling that he was still quite healthy.

After lying down for a while, Lu Ban finally got up.

This was a forest, where the trees were sparse and struggled upward for sunlight.

He seemed to hear the sounds of animals echoing in the tranquil woods.

Besides that, there were also human voices.

Lu Ban turned around and saw a ragged caravan, along with several people in rough clothes, weapons in hand.

“Your Excellency, we should set off now.”

One of them said. His clothing was relatively nicer, and his sword shone with a brilliance that suggested he would likely survive longer in a fight if it came to that.

“Okay.”

Lu Ban answered, showing no sign of confusion. He saw the fallen leaves and dry branches gradually twisting into the cold, indifferent script of the Silent Lands.

“Night Country”

“In the Year of Burning Flames, the Blood Moon is coming.”

“The only thing humanity learns from history is that humanity never learns anything from history.”

“Blind concessions put the kingdom’s frontiers in grave danger. A large number of border refugees fleeing to central areas leads to an ever-worsening assault of the Demonic Tide. To deal with the Demonic Tide is akin to carrying wood to extinguish a fire, the wood never exhausted, the fire never extinguished.”

“There are also some who try to resist that inevitable tide of fate, becoming lonely dissenters amidst the waves. Before you lies the abyss—are you prepared to sacrifice everything?”

“Mission Difficulty: Splendid”

“Mission Objective: Resist the assault of the Demonic Tide”

“Mission Objective: Build the Gray Tower”

It seemed that Lu Ban was to go as support to a remote town on the frontier, resisting the imminent arrival of the Demonic Tide.

At present, the Night Country was still under the rule of a kingdom, whose rulers adopted a passive approach to conflict, leading to the constant loss of land and people living in dire straits.

If Lu Ban and his group’s goal was both to resist the assault and establish the Gray Tower, they must be intending to help the founders of the Gray Tower perfect the Magic System while also fighting the Demonic Tide.

Perhaps they could even manage a revolution in the kingdom along the way.

If Shia were here, Lu Ban felt building the Gray Tower would be quite simple. Shia possessed a comprehensive knowledge of magic, and although they might encounter a chicken-and-egg paradox, constructing the Magic Network should be no problem.

According to what Shia had once told Lu Ban, before the Magic Network and the Gray Tower were established, the world also had Mages. However, these might have been entities that accepted the Corruption, mutated, and lost their Sanity.

How to receive knowledge from the entity and, through the prayer to the Magic Network, borrow power was the key to the Gray Tower.

Of course, a lot of manpower was needed to resist the Demonic Tide and construct defense works.

Thinking of these things, Lu Ban stepped onto the carriage, which clearly carried his companions.

First, he saw Shia, the girl dressed in Armor and a cloak showed no change, as if time had left no marks on her face.

Then, Lu Ban saw Stone, looking slightly embarrassed in his overcoat which clashed with the surroundings. He wasn’t smoking and sat up straight.

Finally, Lu Ban saw the third companion.

His previous confusion was now resolved.

The person saw Lu Ban, smiled happily at him, and reached out a hand, inviting Lu Ban into the carriage.

Lu Ban was momentarily surprised, then greeted.

“Long time no see, Old Cui.”

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