"What?"
Waff stared blankly at the excited Fraly who ran down from the carriage. His gaze fell on the emerald gem in her hand.
He immediately frowned.
With his eyesight, he could tell that the gem in front of him was genuine, and it was of the highest quality.
However, it was also because of this that he felt that something was wrong.
What kind of person would carry such a gem on a journey?
It had to be known that this generation had not been peaceful recently.
Did he really fall to the ground because he was robbed?
The thought rose in Wafu's mind uncontrollably.
After a while, when Adil, who was carefully supported by two children, came out of the carriage, Waffle temporarily gave up on the idea.
He looked exactly like a teenager, and the wounds on his body were definitely real.
When Waffle passed the bowl to Kieran, he purposely observed Kieran's hands.
His skin was smooth and white, and he looked like a noble young master who had never done manual labor. He did not look like he had ever held a sword.
This discovery made him feel at ease, and his vigilant heart calmed down. He quietly put away the knife in his bosom.
"I've heard about it from Madam Fraly."
Sitting beside a bonfire that had already been extinguished, Waff smiled as he looked at Adil, who was eating in a dignified manner as if he were a noble. He did his best to look as if he did not have any ill intentions, "You want to go to Tallinn City?"
"Yes." Adil nodded and smiled, but his face was a little pale, "My relatives and some friends are there."
"I plan to go there and live a good life. I plan to open a clinic."
"You're a doctor?" Waff was filled with respect, and his attitude became a little more enthusiastic.
Doctors in this world were high-end talents, and only those who had mastered some secret techniques could hold such a position. They had a very high status in this world.
"I've learned a little," Adil smiled and nodded, pulling up his sleeve to reveal his forearm.
There used to be a wound on it, but it had shrunk a lot, and it looked like it was still healing.
This immediately proved his identity, causing Waffle and Fraly to become a lot more enthusiastic.
"You want to go to Tallinn City? That's a good idea."
Waffle nodded. "We were planning to go to Balari City. I heard that it wasn't hit by the disaster yet, but it seems that Talon City is not a bad idea."
As he spoke, he did not notice that when he mentioned Balari City, the corner of Adil's mouth twitched.
Balali City was a city that was very close to the vicinity. It was a small, independent federation.
However, according to the information Adil had investigated before coming here, this city had already been under the control of the Hall of the Dead more than a decade ago. Going in now was like sending a sheep into a tiger's den.
It was currently the final phase of the World War, and this was within the Undead Hall's sphere of influence. Adil could imagine what would happen next.
Slaughter, blood sacrifice, curse …
These methods were used one after another, slaughtering the living beings of this world over and over again in order to weaken the resistance of the will of this world as much as possible.
If Waffle and his family really entered Balari City, there was no need to say what would happen to them.
He did not deliberately say anything and only smiled. He then put down the cutlery in his hand and continued to talk softly with the people in front of him, trying to gather as much information as possible.
While Adil was talking with the two people in front of him, there were also people talking in the distance.
Bang! Rumble!!
Light shattering sounds came from all directions.
In a large hall, a wooden table suddenly exploded and was crushed by a young man in front of it.
A handsome young elf was kneeling in front of the man. At this moment, as the man moved, his whole body trembled slightly.
Standing in front of the young elf, the man was dressed in black. He looked thin and weak, and his skin was white and pale. His eyes were very turbid and had a hint of death.
He just stood there and looked at the young elf kneeling at his feet. "Speak, what did Yala want you to say?"
"Her Highness Yala wants you to do him a small favor."
Kneeling on the ground, the young elf's body trembled under the man's powerful might. However, there was no expression on his face as he spoke calmly.
As he spoke, a bit of his consciousness spread out from his body and formed an image in front of him.
In the image, a silver-haired, silver-eyed, and extremely handsome young elf appeared. His every movement seemed like a holy elf, causing the black-robed man in front of him to freeze.
"Silver hair, silver eyes, and the aura of this bloodline."
The man's expression changed slightly as he felt a strange sense of familiarity, "What a pure Moon Elf bloodline …"
"Your Emerald Tower really has many geniuses. Even such rare bloodlines have appeared."
After instantly receiving the information contained in the image and understanding the other party's meaning, the man coldly smiled, "It's a pity that in the end, our own people started fighting.
"Go back and tell Yala that I'll take care of this matter!
"With Lord McDonough taking action, there shouldn't be any more accidents this time."
The young elf smiled as he looked at the black-robed man in front of him.
Bang!!
As soon as he finished speaking, a tremendous amount of Mental Energy exploded on the spot. It contained a tremendous amount of peerless might and directly attacked the young elf before him without any hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the young elf was viciously sent flying, and his body cracked open. Thick black blood flowed out of his wounds, and a faint foul odor wafted from them, causing McDonough to furrow his brows in disgust.
"There's no need for a half-human, half-corpse thing like you to praise me."
He coldly looked at the young elf on the ground, his expression as cold as an ice mountain that would never melt.
"Now, get the hell out of here!"
As the final word left his mouth, a faint ripple appeared on the spot, and a pulse of space spread out from all directions, engulfing the young elf. Before he could even react, he was forcefully teleported away.
The place fell silent, and on the throne in the hall, McDonough's expression was cold as if he was thinking about something.
After a long while, he raised his head and took out an item.
It was a drop of golden Elven blood, and it gave off the surging power of the sun as well as traces of golden light.
At that moment, it seemed to have sensed something, and the drop of golden Elven blood trembled slightly. It seemed to have sensed the aura of a bloodline of the same origin, and an aura appeared within the blood, pointing in a certain direction.
"Yala …"
Sensing the trembling of the golden Elven blood, a cold smile appeared on McDonough's face, and he disappeared on the spot.
… …
"I have a bad feeling."
Sitting in the carriage, Adil looked at the city in the distance in silence as he frowned.
Just now, he sensed that something inexplicable had appeared not far away, causing his instincts to palpitate.
This feeling was very weak, but it was definitely there, and even Adil could not ignore it. He turned and looked into the distance.
"What is it?"
He frowned as he sensed the aura that had suddenly appeared in the distance, and he felt quite uneasy.
Coincidentally, a circle of jade-green light flickered beside him, and the world's protective power flickered and gave off faint ripples.
As the ripples spread out, the circle of jade-green light gradually became dimmer and dimmer until it completely disappeared.
The instant that the jade-green light disappeared, a faint sense of rejection appeared in Adil's heart, as well as a feeling that came from the world itself.
Grade 4 creatures were existences that the world could not ignore. Once they lost the concealment of the world's protective power, they would immediately be exposed to the world's consciousness, and they would be rejected by the world.
Under this kind of intense rejection and suppression, even a Grade 4 Sorcerer's strength would be reduced by half. This was especially so since this world did not allow the use of magic power, and Sorcerers were not welcome here.
If something unexpected happened during the process of being rejected by the world, even Adil would be in great trouble.
"Heh …"
Sensing the rejection around him, Adil's expression was calm and cold, and the aura around him instantly changed.
The mastermind that targeted Adil might have calculated everything well, but he still did not understand Adil's character.
The world war was a dangerous thing, and if he did not have the confidence that he could escape unscathed, why would Adil participate in it?
As his will flowed, within the source of his will, a purple light flickered faintly, and the special ability engraved within it was activated in an instant, acting on Adil's body and soul.
In an instant, the rejection around Adil's body disappeared, and faint traces of the world's energy circulated around his body before quickly disappearing. At the moment of contact, Adil was determined to be a creature of this world, and was no longer targeted or repelled.
This was the effect of Adil's special ability, and it was much stronger than the protective power of the world gate.
After doing this, Adil raised his head and looked into the distance.
At this moment, with the help of his transmigration special ability, the aura that made Adil's heart palpitate did not disappear, and it still maintained the same intensity as before.
This immediately made Adil react, 'It's not targeting the protective power; it's most likely targeting my aura.'
In that instant, he understood this point, and turned around to look in front of him.
After a few days of travel, he had arrived at Pagoda City.
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