The glimmer of dawn seeped into the hole from the east, and the entire land of light filled the morning mist like smoke.

The vast starry sky was gradually replaced by pale like fish belly, and the strange fog in the bay squirmed and retreated into the deep sea.

At the beginning of the birth of the Land of Light, the strange fog was as strange as all the weird things did not dare to get involved. But as time went by, it re-entered the place, spreading from the edge of the Land of Light outside the bay, and advancing dozens of meters every day compared to the previous day, as if testing whether an indescribable existence had left.

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At this moment three months later, the strange fog had extended from the edge to half of the bay. Even if time continues to spread at this constant speed, it will not be too long before it can cover the coast again.

Then, the land of light will no longer be pure, and the disasters and weirdness that have been visited will re-infect the place.

Under Anne's tree, Lu Li stared at the Agate Lake Camp surrounded by ugly wooden walls.

The workers who built huts scattered on the banks of the Agate Lake and reclaimed farmland finished their hard work and returned to the simple huts they built one after another, preparing to rest in the morning before the glory was shining.

The daily routines of the Land of Light are completely opposite, which is because migrating residents only represent danger because their sleep represents danger, and even if they disappear, they will not feel pain in the sun.

And when the light shines on the bright place and the temperature rises, it will be the most comfortable moment of the day. They can dream peacefully without having to wrap their bodies into shrimp balls in a thin quilt, although people often wake up from their sleep due to excessive brightness or long-term sunburn.

And don't worry about delaying your daily work, even at night, the bright land is brighter than noon on the rest of the surface. They are enough to work under the light of fluorite and oil lamps, although occasionally some idiots will fall into mud pits or trip over stones.

The camp was not silent, because the workers who built the wooden bridge to the lake island had not left yet, and the sound of carrying firewood and banging wooden boards echoed with the ripples.

They chose to rush to work because of Lu Li's return, hoping to complete the wooden bridge from the lake to the lakeside as soon as possible, so as to avoid the trouble and danger of Lu Li having to row every time he wants to go to the island.

Although believers who distort the church travel around the lake every moment, the sparse number and small agate lakes make it difficult for them to take care of every corner. The bottomless dark lakes represent the unknown, and the unknown represents danger.

Then soon, they were driven away by the wet twisted churchgoers who had crawled out of the lake, and let them put down their tools and go back to rest.

Rather than using sheepdogs who are watching over the flock to describe this scene, Lu Li prefers to describe it as the beginning of the cooperation between two opposing existences.

The camp gradually returned to peace, and the residents who had finished their work fell asleep one after another.

Lu Li stands on the commanding heights of the entire Suzad Mountain, looking out at the camp, which is dormant, mottled and distorted, and the past seems to be vivid in my mind.

Despite his undisputed ownership, Lu Li is only the lord of the Land of Light in name.

The light shines on half of Mount Sucad and the entire bay, and Lu Li essentially controls only five percent of the bright land around Agate Lake.

The remaining 95% of the remaining belong to the weirdness, and half to the bay. Even Lu Li once lived, the detective agency and the Wanghai Cliff were in a place where strangeness and tentacles were hard to reach.

"You think so too...?"

An obscure whisper suddenly sounded next to him, Lu Li withdrew his gaze and looked at the distorted figure who had peeked at the content of the letter.

"Extreme but makes sense," Lu Li said.

When survival cannot be satisfied, morality will be meaningless, and the selfishness of life will be extremely clear at this time.

"I'm very disappointed...you're no different from other humans..." The twisted figure of Elena's image emerged with realistic regret and indifference.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

The twisted figure cares about these human residents? Lu Li lowered his eyes and fell to the letter, and found the symbols and suspicious blanks after the ending sentence.

Realizing something, Lu Li turned on the fluorite lamp and took out a piece of fluorite and stuck it on the transparent paper.

[Be careful of twisting and vine churches, they are not humans after all, and should not be trusted with excessive trust]

Symbols and invisible potions were small means for Mayor Mattus to communicate secretly with Lu Li during the incident of the Wiener Unfreezing Port, but he did not expect that the twisted figure was next to Lu Li and saw these.

"I didn't see this sentence." Facing his allies, Lu Li did not stingy to explain: "As for trust, I handed over the Land of Light to you three months ago."

And it is a land of light that may be plundered, usurped, and reborn at any time.

"I take back my disappointment..." He manipulated "Elena" to smile vividly: "The church will not disappoint you..."

Then Lu Li picked up the pen and replied to Mattus who was waiting in the refuge area of ​​Vina: "She said she would not let my trust down."

Mattus no longer has any reply letters sent.

The long-lost reunion made the twisted figure not leave, and continued to talk to Lu Li, returning to the topic of "Sinking Land".

"They rejuvenate your memory...but why you haven't changed from last meeting..."

"Maybe I need a rest now."

Lu Li has not yet closed his eyes after leaving the illusion of the late night city. If he takes the book of the Apocalypse, he may fall directly under the tree and fall asleep. But there are still many things that have not been resolved.

The whirlpool in the south of the Land of Light, the shipwrecks, the embers, and the weirdness hidden in the ruins of the city.

“We need allies.”

The Twisted and Vine Church can only barely maintain the Agate Lake Camp without being invaded by weirdness, and cannot allow them to regain the occupied land.

They need more strength to protect themselves and blow the horn of counterattack. And on the Allen Peninsula, Lu Li has a ready-made ally.

And He will never betray Himself.

But before this

The darkness of old Belfast fades, and the light of the morning shines on the land of light, as if returning to the gloom of a strange age, or the old age.

The twisted figure whispered to Lu Li at this time.

"Go and rest... and wake up and patrol your own territory... the Lord of the Land of Light."

Lu Li temporarily lives in Baron Joseph's manor. The disrepaired mansion has become dilapidated, the red carpet is like broken moss, and the silent mansion lacking living people echoes the sound of Lu Li's footsteps everywhere.

Walking into the bedroom that once belonged to Erin, the once bright room faded due to dust. Lu Li lifted up the old bedding, allowing Anthony, a businessman who was like a housekeeper, to bring new bedding.

Standing on the terrace and looking at the unobstructed Agate Lake Camp for a moment, Lu Li returned to the bedroom, laid his bedding, hung his black coat on the hanger, untied his tie and placed it on the bedside table with ash, and placed the stone seal next to him. He lay in the bed bed that was gradually warming up.

Enjoying the tranquility after the hustle and bustle, Lu Li is as peaceful as a dream in his territory.
Chapter completed!