Chapter 312: Open the door

Chapter 312: Open the door The entire Port of Bansi was mired in fog, and the people of Bansi Port responded extremely quickly at this time.

The moment the fog rose, everyone hid in the house closest to them. No one drove them away, and even pulled strangers into the house as a matter of course.

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"This has become a custom!" Truman was also comforted in the room by the owner of the restaurant. He couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the calmness on most people's faces.

"This is because the weather god is angry! Unless you are from the Church of Storms, it's best not to go out." The owner of the restaurant came to Truman's table to apologize.

"When did you pass down this custom?" Truman asked, looking out the window at the thick fog that ordinary people couldn't see one meter away.

"It's been more than a thousand years, but in the past half month, the frequency of thick fog has become much higher. Normally, we don't necessarily encounter it once a year." The owner of the restaurant was stunned for a moment, and then replied.

"..." The time matched so well that Truman had nothing to say.

If he throws the uniqueness of the God of Death here, some of his aura will always leak out. "City of Disaster" is also very good at creating loopholes.

"Then you won't encounter this kind of situation in the future." Truman said something that made the restaurant owner confused.

"Let's go." Truman and Amanysis walked out of the restaurant without attracting anyone's attention.

"Is this the escaping aura of the 'City of Disaster'?" Amanisis was walking in the thick fog, and suddenly stretched out his hand, as if grabbing a dark red gas from the fog.

After he extracted this gas, the fog in Banxi dropped to another level.

"The fourth pillar?" Amanisis stared at the breath in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Stop!" Truman directly crushed the dark red aura in Amanisis's hand.

He was saving Medici, otherwise he would have died again.

The information on the "Fourth Pillar" was naturally shared by Truman with the Dream Parliament. Sharing information and helping each other are the principles of the Dream Parliament, so naturally they will not hide it.

It's just that this "fourth pillar" is a bit evil. It's still a long time before the universe is destroyed, so there's no need to think about it.

"Leave a way for Medici to survive, he has already died once." Truman had a headache and quickly persuaded him.

"Isn't this your original intention of setting up the 'End' chair?" Amanisis asked. The symbol of the five chairs on the Dream Parliament contains "End".

"No, I didn't. Don't think about it." Truman denied it three times.

Amanisis continued to walk forward, not commenting on Truman's words.

"Boom!"

The two continued to walk in the thick fog until several watermelon-sized human heads came walking around, like rubber balls.

These heads even had an intact esophagus, and their faces were covered in mold spots with yellow-green liquid.

Some of these heads were floating in the air as if they were looking for something. Truman didn't feel sick, but stepped forward to observe them carefully. Finally, with a little finger, all the heads turned into dreamy bubbles and dissipated. No trace.

The two continued walking until they came to a telegraph office. Truman stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?" came an emotionless female voice from inside.

"A passer-by wants to go in to avoid the thick fog." Truman said it completely in line with the customs here.

"We can't open the door here." Another man's voice came out, refusing to open the door.

This is also the custom here. You cannot open the door when there is thick fog, otherwise something terrible will happen.

"Then can you send me a telegram?" Truman raised his eyebrows and asked again.

"...Okay." The male voice replied.

"Okay, the content is..." Truman showed a wicked smile.

"I see you."

The telegraph office suddenly fell into dead silence, and no response came out.

Truman didn't care about anything else, walked forward, gently turned the door lock, and pushed the door open.

Buzz!

The thick fog that surrounded the entire Banxi began to boil at this moment, rushing towards the door that Truman opened like a torrent, as if trying to prevent Truman from pushing the door open.

"I'm in!" Truman shouted and pushed the door open.

boom!

The whole Banxi shook violently like an earthquake, but just this time, the thick fog in the entire Banxi dispersed, and the lead clouds in the sky also dispersed.

At this moment, the telegraph office suddenly blurred and was replaced by a huge city located in the desert. The door Truman opened was no longer the door of the telegraph office, but the gate of the giant city that was dozens of meters high.

Boom!

The city gates were overwhelmed and were about to burst apart due to the wrestling between the two unimaginable beings.

"Be careful, don't break the door." Truman reminded him kindly, and then he really pushed the door open.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and the door turned into the door of the telegraph office again, and all the strange phenomena disappeared.

Truman and Amanissis walked into the telegraph office one after another, and then closed the door gentlemanly.

...

The strange lines on Jidel's body and face, which made a hole in the space barrier, shook slightly, and seemed to be moving with life.

"Come in with me!" Jade suddenly looked at the bishops and priests of the God of War Church on the other side.

"Yes!" These people did not dare to disobey this adult's will.

Wisps of morning light also bloomed from Jidel's body, falling on these people and bestowing angelic blessings on them.

"Let's go!" Jeder walked into the space crack first and endured the surging breath of death.

It was a completely different world inside. The mighty death energy impacted Jadeer and sprinkled the morning light, as if echoing the black lines on his body.

He stepped on a piece of land that had completely lost all life, and could vaguely see a group of buildings in the distance.

The light of the morning gradually spread, bringing pure light to the world. Through this light, Jade could see the general appearance of the building complex.

The shape of the building complex is extremely ancient, and it seems to still have the asymmetrical beauty of the Solomon Empire.

"It's the residence of the Medici family!" This "Angel of Honor" naturally knew whose territory Bansi belonged to at the beginning, and felt the same way after seeing this group of buildings here.

And soon, the angel discovered the emblem of the Medici family on that building complex.

"The Medici family were the earliest residents of Bansi. They gradually withdrew from the place after the establishment of the Trunsoest Empire."

"Then the years that this space has existed are probably incalculable." Jade's face was heavy.

In the world of extraordinary people, the saying "the older it is, the more dangerous it is" is not quite correct, but thinking from another direction is, can he cope with the danger that even the entire Medici family cannot resist?