Chapter 1227 Disaster in Prism City

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Roland couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Garcia's master...should be called Lan, right?

In other words, the woman who met him at the Rose Cafe early in the morning...is dead?

How can this be?

Even if Lan is restricted by the rules of the dream world, he is still a martial artist at the guarding disciple level, so he should have no problem dealing with a few fallen demons.

What's more, Prism City was transformed from a mine, and its main body is buried deep underground. It is usually guarded by the Awakened, so how could it be easily invaded by the Demonic?

He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, pretended to be calm and pulled the other party up, "Let's go into the house and talk."

Garcia stood up weakly, as if all her strength had been lost.

Roland threw the sleeping Zero into the bedroom, and poured a glass of warm milk for Garcia to calm her nerves. Under the bright light, the latter's mood gradually stabilized. Although his eyes were still a little out of focus, the tears finally stopped.

Only then did he notice that there were a dozen missed calls and six unread text messages on his mobile phone that he had forgotten to put in his pocket because he was walking in a hurry. He flipped through it and found that most of them were from Garcia.

"Well, I'm sorry... Jieluo suddenly had a fever. I was in a hurry to go to the hospital and forgot to bring my mobile phone." Roland said a little unnaturally, "What happened in Prism City? How did you know about your master?" situation?"

Garcia was silent for a long time, and when he thought the other party would not speak, she said intermittently, "At close to noon, I received an emergency communication from C02... saying that an abnormal situation occurred at the association headquarters, and requested all localities to Martial arts masters are ready to support..."

If I remember correctly, C02 was the liaison officer for the last joint extermination operation. Roland thought to herself, that's why she made so many calls to herself, "But the support was not implemented later?"

Otherwise, Garcia should have gone to Prism City long ago.

"Yes, because the culprit that caused the abnormality was...a piece of erosion in the middle layer suddenly expanded." She murmured, "No one saw how it happened, and the surveillance did not capture the moment it changed. I heard C02 say , by the time the association reacted, the erosion had almost cut off Prism City, and the upper and lower levels had lost contact."

Erosion...expansion? Roland's heart skipped a beat. If according to Lan's statement, the red moon is essentially a "hole" caused by erosion, theoretically it should appear anywhere - including underground. If the "appearance of the red moon" is regarded as the beginning of the battle of divine will, then wouldn't the sudden expansion of erosion also mean the appearance of the red moon in another sense?

"Does the headquarters confirm the specific time when the mutation occurred?"

She nodded slightly, "It should be around nine o'clock in the morning."

It’s almost the same as the ripple passing over the city!

Could it be that the dream world was warning him that forces from the outside world had begun to erode this place?

"Then what happened to the Demon Fallen?"

"They...were killed from underground..."

Half an hour later, Roland had a rough understanding of the whole thing.

Realizing that erosion had engulfed the middle part of the city's vertebra, the Martial Arts Association immediately organized a rescue operation - Prism City was like a huge awl inserted deep into the ground. This structure not only brought excellent defensive performance, but it was not completely There are no disadvantages. For example, the ventilation system must be running at all times to ensure that people in the middle and lower classes can breathe smoothly. In addition, water, food and other supplies are also transported from top to bottom. Therefore, when erosion cuts off Prism City in half, the lives of the lowest-level employees are in danger.

The association's top priority is to determine the extent of the erosion and try to find a suitable passage to reconnect the upper and lower floors. Prism City also considered a similar situation when it was first built, so several sets of backup evacuation wells were set up around the city's spine. So far, it has been able to deal with it effectively and in an orderly manner.

Now that the possibility of enemy attack has been ruled out, the Martial Arts Association naturally canceled its request for support. At that time, the guard and all the disciples were there, and the headquarters urgently needed an engineering team and a medical team, so the martial arts masters who were not very helpful in the rescue were put on standby.

However, something no one expected happened.

Just as everyone went into various evacuation shafts to explore, the Lan team in Well No. 04 was suddenly attacked by the Demon Fallen.

Afterwards, someone recognized that many of the fallen demons were fellow members of the Association who were trapped in the lower levels.

This sounds extremely shocking and unbelievable - no one knows what happened below the city spine in the hours after the contact was interrupted, but what is presented to people is a group of monsters fused with the core of corruption. , which includes both ordinary employees and martial arts masters.

Those who can enter the lower levels of Prism City are undoubtedly the most reliable backbone members of the association. What made them betray the association in less than half a day is still unknown. But there is no doubt that the moment they integrate the fallen core into their own bodies, they are no longer a member of the human race. Even Roland was surprised for a long time when he heard this, not to mention the shock of the rescue team at that time.

The result was that Team Arashi was caught off guard.

Even though they were not dominant in numbers or strength, it was only thanks to Lan's outstanding performance that they did not end up being annihilated. However, as the captain, Lan failed to return to the ground safely - when she was closing an isolation door, she was attacked by several fallen demons.

At the end of the sentence, Garcia couldn't help sobbing again.

Roland poured her another glass of milk. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the question he was most concerned about - even though it sounded a little inappropriate, he had to understand it.

"These messages should have been relayed to the headquarters by the survivors, right?" He took a deep breath, "Did anyone actually witness the death of your master?"

Normally, this kind of question would probably result in a beating, but Garcia was in a state of confusion at the moment and was completely unaware of Roland's intentions. "My master... master, she blocked the closing switch with her body... and was later killed by the Demonic One." Torn into pieces... Many people in the team saw this scene at that time..." She lay on the coffee table and cried with suppressed voice, "Oh..."

"...My condolences." Roland couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't know what would happen to people in the dream world after they died. Will they return to the realm of consciousness again, or disappear completely? But if gods really control most of the world of consciousness, no matter which outcome is considered a good outcome. Without the protection of the dream world, you don't need to think about what kind of fate a betrayer will face.

No wonder he associated this matter with the gods - this change seemed to be a plan for Lan.

Likewise, Arashi is not the only target of the gods.

The dream world is what the other party wants to destroy most.

"Then you have to protect this place...if you lose it, the world of consciousness will be closed to you forever." Roland couldn't help but think of Lan's warning.

It seems that he is going to fight a battle of divine will in the dream world.

The opponent is neither the devil nor the Tianhai Realm.

He will face the gods.

…

"persist in……"

The noisy sound rang in my ears, as if it was far away, yet it seemed as if it was close in front of me.

What happened?

It felt severe pain all over its body, and its legs felt like they were broken. This was the first time it had encountered such a serious injury. Even during the promotion ceremony, it had never been so embarrassed.

For a moment, it even thought of the word death.

Ah...yes, it's dying. The vitality in the body was draining away little by little, replaced by a biting chill. His consciousness was like a ball of loose sand, and it was difficult to concentrate and think.

"hold onto……"

The sound came closer.

anyone there?

Strange... this language seems like I have heard it somewhere...

"There's still one alive here, who can help me move this damn stone away!"

"She looks seriously injured, move fast!"

"one two three!"

In an instant, it felt a sudden lightness beneath its body, and then it was lifted onto a movable soft bed.

"Hold on, you'll be fine," someone said above its head. "The association has prepared the best doctors and equipment, as long as you can make it to the hospital!"

What does hospital... mean? Are these people... saving it?

"By the way, you're from the Kagard Peninsula, right? What's your name?"

"Me...my name?"

"Yes, do you remember?"

It used its last strength to reply.

"...Waki...Ris."