Freud tapped his fingers on the table and stared at Angor.
It had been three days, and there was still no news from Angor. Freud wondered what was going on.
Freud was worried that something might go wrong.
"Mister? Mister Thison? "
When Freud woke up from his thoughts, he saw a beautiful woman standing beside him. She was in her thirties, and there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, which made her look even more attractive. She was wearing a golden dress embroidered with dark-red roses and dark-green vines. She also had a red crown on her head, which made her look elegant and noble.
Freud rubbed his forehead and showed an apologetic look. "Hey, Monroe. When did you get here? I was thinking about something and didn't notice. "
It was Monroe, the mayor of Foundation City.
"I just got here. Mister Thison, is there something on your mind?" Monroe glanced at the other side of the room, where there was a glass cabin. She couldn't see what was inside since it was covered with a black cloth.
"Nothing." Freud changed the topic. "I called you here because —"
Freud paused when he noticed that Monroe wasn't looking at him. Instead, she was looking at the glass cabin next to him.
"You're interested in it?"
Freud suddenly spoke and caught Monroe's attention. She lowered her head in embarrassment. "I'm not. It's just —"
"You don't have to hide it. If you're curious, you can open it and see for yourself."
Monroe wanted to refuse, but Freud didn't give her the chance. He dragged her to the glass cabin.
Monroe looked at the cabin covered by the black cloth and swallowed her saliva.
The reason why she immediately paid attention to this place was because when she passed by the glass cabin, there seemed to be some movement inside. Before she came to Freud, she heard that some of the fugitives had been captured. According to the staff, there were three fugitives in total. Two of them were locked up in the dungeon, and the last one was kept in Freud's office.
Freud also ordered that these fugitives were extremely dangerous and that no one was allowed to approach them.
Dangerous? Or did they discover some secrets? Monroe was naturally very curious about this.
Therefore, when Freud called Monroe into the office, she paid special attention to whether there was an extra person in the office.
She didn't see the person, but she saw this cabin that she was very concerned about.
"Look at it if you want. Indeed, as the city lord of Foundation City, you should know this secret by now," Freud urged when Monroe didn't move for a long time.
Monroe hesitated for a moment before reaching out her hand.
With a tug of his hand, the black cloth slid down, revealing the glass cabin inside.
When Monroe saw the situation inside the glass cabin, she was so scared that she took a few steps back. She covered her mouth and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Inside the cabin was a humanoid monster!
There were barbs on its back, and its four limbs were strangely twisted. There was no white in its eyes, and they were completely black. However, in those pitch-black eyes, Monroe could still see madness and bloodthirstiness.
As the black cloth fell, the monster inside started to frantically knock on the glass, as if it wanted to break out.
After the initial shock, Monroe finally regained her composure. She trembled as she looked at the 'monster' in the glass cabin. Soon, she noticed that something was wrong.
"He looks like …" Monroe looked at the person in the glass cabin and then at Freud. She didn't dare to say the name out loud.
Freud, however, didn't seem to mind. "He's Cell, Liza's younger brother."
Monroe didn't say anything else, but all kinds of thoughts were running through her mind. Cell had fled the city a long time ago. How did he end up like this?
Monroe couldn't help but recall a fairy tale she read when she was still alive. A twisted wizard separated a pair of lovers and turned the handsome prince into a toad through an evil experiment. Only a kiss from the princess could restore the prince's true body. Although the story didn't end well — the princess cheated on the king, and the prince was taken back to the tower by the twisted wizard and turned into a slave — Monroe had never forgotten the story.
Thinking about the plot of the story, Monroe's mind was filled with thoughts.
Could it be that First Heart City was just a cover for a bunch of evil supernaturals to conduct experiments on human bodies? Why didn't the supernaturals chase after Cell when he ran out of the city? Was it because they wanted to turn him into a test subject?
The more Monroe thought about it, the paler her face became.
Just as Monroe was about to figure out which side she should take and which side she should choose to take, or pretend that she didn't know, she suddenly felt a knock on her head.
Freud was the one who knocked her head.
When Freud saw Monroe's expression, he knew what she was imagining. Monroe was really good at dealing with things, but it was a pity that she had a heavy heart and often used the worst methods to make guesses.
"What the hell are you thinking about?" Freud scolded. "Come back to your senses."
Freud briefly explained Cell's situation to Monroe. Of course, he didn't tell her about the dream wasteland. Instead, he described the creature in the black mist as a terrifying nightmare that would transform into Cell after it was possessed by Freud.
"Currently, no one can deal with those creatures, including me. They're still far away from First Heart City, but there's no telling when they'll become a threat. Make sure you don't let your guard down when you plan for the city, "Freud said in a serious tone.
At first, Monroe wondered if Freud was lying. But when she saw the serious look on Freud's face, she nodded.
"I understand." Monroe paused for a moment. "So, Mister Dissen called me here to tell me about this?"
"It's still some time before it happens, so I'm just reminding you. I'm here to tell you something else. Have someone keep an eye on Leon. If he shows up in First Heart City, tell him to come here. "
Freud wanted to see how Leon was doing in Floating Mech City, so he could ask Leon about Angor's condition.
He didn't know if something bad had happened to Angor.
After Monroe left, Freud picked up a piece of black cloth and prepared to cover the glass cabin.
Just as he was about to close the door, a hoarse male voice came from inside the cabin. "You're wrong."
Freud jerked his head up and saw that it was Cell who was talking.
Cell's appearance didn't change, but his expression was much calmer than before. It was as if he had become someone else.
"Sa … Cell?" Freud hesitated for a second and called out.
"Cell" sighed. "It's me, Freud."
Freud was surprised. Not many people in First Heart City knew his real name. Most people called him Mister Dissen or Mister Dissen. Even if they knew his real name, the number of people who dared to call him that could be counted on one hand.
Only Sunders, Angor, and Jon.
From Cell's expression, Freud could vaguely see the shadow of a person. "Is that you, my lord?"
"Yes. I'm Angor." Cell nodded.
Freud was still trying to figure out what was going on. "Cell" explained, "I'm still near the main body of the Nightmare Domain. I'm using this evil creature to talk to you."
Freud was still doubting Angor's identity, but when he heard about the main body of the Nightmare Domain, he was sure that it was Angor.
"Mister Dissen?! How are you doing? Are you able to possess Cell because of your new authority? Freud sighed in relief after making sure Angor was fine. But he quickly followed up with another question.
"I'll explain it to you later. Right now, I need to tell you that you're wrong."
"What's wrong?" Freud asked.
"You told Monroe that the evil creatures — the ones in the black mist — won't be able to threaten First Heart City for the time being. That's not right." Since Freud was using Cell's body, his voice was Cell's as well. Cell didn't speak for a long time. His voice was hoarse.
"The black mist we saw earlier won't be able to threaten First Heart City for the time being. But what if the black mist appeared near First Heart City? "
The black mist appeared near First Heart City? Freud couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of disaster it would be.
"Will the black fog really appear near Beginnings City?"
"I don't know. I can't control the mist, so I don't know where it'll appear. It's just a guess, but we still have to be careful. "Angor considered for a moment before explaining the" mist "to Freud.
…
"… I didn't expect that the Authority I accidentally leaked out back then would be such an Authority. The mist won't do any harm to the dream wasteland, but it's definitely a threat to the people who live here. "
Freud's eyebrows knitted together after hearing Sin Mist's explanation.
This was the first time Freud heard of such a thing. But he did read some books about the Dream Realm, which mentioned that there were some terrifying creatures that devoured nightmare energy. They were called Nightmare Predators, and they were extremely difficult to deal with. Every wizard who entered the Dream Realm didn't want to run into such creatures.
The mature state of evil creatures was very similar to the Nightmare Predator. If the two were really the same type, it would indeed be very troublesome.
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