Chapter 1095

Abercrombie valoret's house covers a large area, as can be seen from the luxury of the surrounding buildings, but those nearby were also hit by the explosion and looked a little damaged.

"The building was originally a six story building, but now the bottom one has collapsed completely, so it's much shorter than it used to be." Ahard describes the state of the building ruins.

Herman looked at the wreckage of the building, which had suffered such a violent explosion. Naturally, he heard the thunder like explosion last night, which could retain the present appearance. It should be attributed to the magic inscription inscribed in the wall.

"This pen It seems that there should be some deep hatred between the legend and the Lord valoret Herman's stick picked out the burnt books on the ground, revealing the burnt yellow pages inside.

"Detective Herman, I think you should be able to find answers to these things." "I know your habits, and the next step is to go to the site and investigate it yourself."

Herman chuckled mildly and put away his stick. "Of course, I wonder if I can pass by myself?"

Ahard nodded, knowing that: "except for fire fighting and saving people, nothing in it has moved. I hope it can help you."

There is a burning smell in the air, which is still pungent even if it is washed by the rainstorm. The ground is scattered with fragments of various objects, which can vaguely outline the scene of the explosion in the mind.

Herman finds a broken window, enters the building that looks like it's about to collapse. He looks around for a place where he can get his feet.

The white wall is full of ferocious and eye-catching cracks, and the ground is in a mess. Because it is far away from the explosion center, it is relatively well preserved here, at least with a place to settle down.

"It's tragic." Herman gave such a comment, then unscrewed the top half of the stick, took a small bottle out of the hollow position and sprayed it all around.

A faint white fog appeared, but it did not disappear. Instead, it floated quietly in the air like a gauze, and then turned into a mist to cover him.

Looking out through the fog, the world becomes hazy, like graffiti like lines, which are filled with many strange colors.

His position is like a cloud, which is the trace of the magic flow caused by the explosion.

"These magic inscriptions are in the way." Herman had a headache and pressed his forehead. "I can't see anything. I can only go outside and have a look."

Ahard and the knights were standing around dutifully, but they turned a blind eye to Herman who had left the building, as if he had disappeared from sight.

Herman was shrouded in a thin mist. He ignored ahard and others, and opened a distance to observe the building that almost turned into white smoke behind him.

The eye-catching red burst out from the center of the point, which seemed to erode the whole white fog, revealing a strange and absurd atmosphere.

"The ultimate energy directly detonates the magic inscriptions on the buildings? It's a bit interesting... "

Herman felt his chin and looked in the direction of the street. The red trace almost disappeared at the corner

Through a few streets, the originally cold street gradually lively, because the two people on the road from time to time to talk two words, so it does not seem boring.

"It looks like Jiuyao city. It's very lively at night." Demon Ziyan looks at the pedestrians coming and going on the street.

"It's good luck. There's a magic car coming." Luochuan noticed from the end of the street, similar to the magic car park tour car.

"It's amazing." For the first time, I saw the demon purple smoke of this vehicle and exclaimed in a low voice.

Ticket price: Rick, buy your own ticket. This novel experience makes demon Ziyan surprised.

Some people sat on the magic guide car. After seeing Luochuan and demon Ziyan, most of them cast a smile in their eyes.

Although there are some strange clothes, but these are not important, in terms of appearance, they are the lovers who play in Santa NIA at night.

Shengya in the evening brings a lot of surprises to Luochuan and demon Ziyan. The night scene of this coastal city is unforgettable.

Demon Ziyan took a lot of photos with the system on the holographic equipment. According to her, she wanted to keep the beautiful things.

The moist sea breeze is blowing in the face, and the sea covered by night has completely turned into a dark color. The stars in the sky and two bright moons shine on the sea surface and fluctuate with the waves.

"The sea under the night." The demon purple smoke supported on the fence on the roadside and narrowed her eyes slightly.

In the distance, there are waves coming, and white waves appear on the reef. Not far away, the signboard of Blackstone Harbor Restaurant radiates bright light.

With the cool breeze, clothes slightly swing, purple hair floating behind.

Luochuan did not speak, the atmosphere was quiet, only the faint sound of the waves and the clamor of the crowd on the beach below came with the breeze."Boss, you won't leave suddenly, will you?" Demon purple smoke looking at the distant sea, the voice in this open environment appears to be a bit erratic.

"Leave for what?" Luochuan seems to smile, also leaning on the fence, looking at the reflection of the shimmering sea, "now life is good, why leave?"

"Is life good now..." The demon purple smoke murmured in a low voice, then laughed, "yes, it's really good."

A moment later, they arrived at the Blackstone Harbor Restaurant.

The sign is engraved with a simple magic inscription, which can absorb the magic in the air and turn it into light.

In Luochuan's view, this should be the way the magic civilization uses energy.

Now there are grills at the entrance of the restaurant in Blackstone harbor. There are many kinds of barbecues. The business is very good, and there are long lines.

"Boss, there are a lot of people. It should take a lot of time to queue up." Demon Ziyan frowned. She didn't want to waste all her time in line.

"Maybe you can do it yourself, like a cafeteria." Luochuan has an idea in mind.

"Cafeteria?" Demon Ziyan heard strange words from Luochuan's mouth.

"It's a restaurant that provides a variety of ingredients that are briefly processed and then cooked by the customer himself." Luochuan explained briefly.

"Do it yourself?" Demon Ziyan thought about it and understand the difference with ordinary restaurants, because there is the most fundamental difference between self-made food and other people's food, "sounds very interesting."