Witch Special

Just as Lin Zhenxi was hesitating about how to respond, the purple-haired older sister with a gentle smile she had seen before spoke up, "Erica, this little sister's situation may be similar to yours. Don't make things difficult for her."

"What!" Erica was shocked. She herself fell from the Demon Realm to the Arad Continent because of her father's magic props. If the situation of the little blonde magician in front of her was similar to hers, wouldn't it mean that she came to the Demon Realm from another world?

Erica immediately looked at Lin Zhenxi's ears. The ears of the people in the demon world are all pointed, and it is obvious that Ruby Kesiqi, the person Lin Zhenxi imitated using illusion, is a pure human with short ears with rounded edges, which should be the characteristics of the people in the celestial world and the Arad people.

No, it must be the Arad people, because magic has ceased to exist in the Celestial Realm a thousand years ago.

Erica's view of Lin Zhenxi softened at the thought that she, like herself, had suddenly arrived in a completely unfamiliar world. Scary, right? She had been lucky enough to land at the Violent Pursuit Squad headquarters, where she met her current leader, Ezra, and was taken in, allowing her to settle into her new environment. And what about the little girl before her?

Time Square wasn't a good place. Even eating and drinking were a problem, let alone living. Yet, she had settled here, claiming she wanted to observe the Silent City's teleportation technology. In reality, she didn't know where else to go.

If Lin Zhenxi knew that this female magician from the demon world whose hair was the same color as the prairie could have such a strange association, she would probably laugh so hard that her abdominal muscles would burst out.

Ezra's words also stirred up some waves in Princess Isabella's heart. With the intelligence network in her hands, it was not a problem for her to find out the origins and backgrounds and even the personalities and preferences of the people around her. And she naturally knew that this "Turbulent Erica" ​​fell from the Demon Realm to the Arad Continent due to some kind of transfer phenomenon.

Ezra said this little dwarf looks like Erica? What's going on? Could it be...

Princess Isabella then noticed that Lin Zhenxi's disguised ears were not the style of those of a demon. This little girl was really not a native of the demon world!

"Ah, little sister, are you from Arad?"

Lin Zhenxi frowned. What he said was becoming more and more outrageous. Why did it seem like they had all misunderstood something?

However, Lin Zhenxi had already satisfied her curiosity. Since this group of people were not from the Xiaxiu Sect, then her fate with them ended here. As for their next plan to go to Central Park, it had nothing to do with Lin Zhenxi.

Lin Zhenxi's face turned cold and she said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Since you are not here to cause trouble for Ruby, please leave here as soon as possible. Ruby will not accompany you anymore."

After saying that, Lin Zhenxi once again took out his wand and gently swiped it in front of him, breaking a space crack and crawling in. The space crack healed immediately after Ruby entered, so fast that Princess Isabella had no time to stop it. She could only catch a glimpse of the furnishings on the other side of the space crack.

Across from where Lin Zhenxi had opened the spatial rift was his own laboratory. Princess Isabella saw a room filled with various bottles and jars, as well as numerous electronic instruments. Although it lasted only a fraction of a second, it still revealed the extraordinary financial resources of the owner of this place.

This doesn't seem like the kind of equipment a wild magician could afford.

Lin Zhenxi appeared suddenly and left just as suddenly, just like a cat that suddenly jumped up because of being frightened. He disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the coalition forces looking at each other, feeling helpless.

Well, we finally found a local who lived in Time Square. We thought we could get some help from her on how to get to Central Park, but she didn't even want to talk to us and left without a second thought.

Finally, Isabella sighed, spread her hands, and said to her personal guards and the people around her, "It seems we have to find a way ourselves. Why don't we set up camp here first? Everyone should be tired."

"Your Highness... I must warn you that the air here is foul." Although his nickname had nothing to do with his sense of smell, Cyrus still found the air filled with all its foul odors difficult to tolerate. In fact, with the exception of Princess Isabella, who, thanks to the royal jewel she wore, could ignore the harsh environment, everyone else's expressions were grim.

Rather than camp in such an environment, they would rather walk a few more kilometers through this huge mountain of garbage.

In fact, the coalition forces had another choice, which was to turn back and set up camp where the smell of Time Square could no longer be smelled. However, due to a problem brought from the Silent City, they had no choice but to continue forward.

Princess Isabella has many shortcomings, such as being rather reckless. Although she is a princess, she always likes to leave her followers behind and act alone, which always scares her followers to death. However, she has one biggest advantage, which is that she listens to advice and does not have the airs of aristocrats. She will admit her mistakes immediately and will never rely on her status to stick her neck out and refuse to bow her head. She is a good leader who is approachable and can sit by the campfire with the soldiers, drinking, singing and bragging.

Princess Isabella apologized, "I'm sorry for my oversight. Cyrus, you're right. We can't stay here. Everyone, let's make another effort, cross these garbage mountains, and camp in the Orc Canyon across the way. I'm sure the orcs will be very hospitable and will allow us to rest nearby."

After she finished speaking, even Princess Isabella herself laughed at her own words, and the people around her couldn't help but smile as well.

Indeed, how is it possible? They are now leading an army. Who would welcome a "guest" who suddenly comes to their doorstep with weapons in his hands?

But who says the Orcs are weak? According to Hunter Bourne himself, his people are either thieves or bandits. Those with a bit of ambition will leave the Orc Rift to seek a life in the outside world. Only those with no future will stay in the Orc Rift, living a life far from civilized.

The orcs in the Orc Valley were definitely not happy about the coalition forces setting up camp, but... who would listen to their opinions? Weak people had no say.

However, it was obvious that those who were not locals here had no idea how big the Time Square was and how complicated the terrain inside was. It would be unreasonable for a group of people like them who had no idea what was going on inside to not get lost when they dived in.

Lin Zhenxi watched them from the surveillance camera, wandering around Time Square like headless flies, her brow furrowed. What was going on with these people? Had she overestimated them? Were they actually some ridiculous characters who had appeared out of nowhere?

If the Alien Tribe still lived in Time Square, their coalition from other worlds would surely have run into them. With local guides, it would have been easy for them to escape Time Square. However, the Alien Tribe had been relocated to Orc Canyon by Norni, and Time Square was completely devoid of any Orcs. As a result, the coalition's wanderings through Time Square yielded nothing of value, save for some abandoned Alien Tribe settlements.

If they continue to take photos blindly, it will be difficult for them to walk out of Time Square in two or three days.

Is there not even a high-altitude unit among these people? Even an eagle would be fine. I really don't understand what these people are doing.

Wouldn't these people be poisoned to death in Time Square? Such an absurd thought suddenly popped up in Lin Zhenxi's head.

After going through so much trouble and hardship to come here on an expedition from another world, I was killed by the harsh air environment and terrain as soon as I stepped out of the door. This development feels inexplicably funny.

Unfortunately, this development is unlikely to occur. While the air in Time Square is unpleasant and can make you feel uncomfortable or even weak after a long time, it's unlikely to be fatal. After all, the Alien Tribe has lived here for so long. If the air in Time Square could kill someone, they would have long since become extinct.

Lin Zhenxi was originally thinking about whether to inform Norni that guests were coming to the Orc Canyon, but after seeing how miserable these people were, this idea faded. These people looked really not good.

But then, Lin Zhenxi thought of the purple-haired woman with a powerful, dazzling soul she'd seen among the group. Logically, someone with such a powerful soul should have exceptional perception and intuition. If she were leading them, the Time Square garbage maze shouldn't be a problem at all. But now they were wandering aimlessly in the garbage heap, clearly showing no desire to change the status quo.

They were clearly a team, yet they had so many chaotic thoughts. That was why Lin Zhenxi hated forming a team. Everyone had their own ideas, and it was not easy to completely unify the opinions and work together as a team to move forward.

Just as Lin Zhenxi was sighing, her magic sentry actually sounded the alarm again.

Someone else has arrived at Time Square? Normally, even birds wouldn't poop here, so why is it so bustling today? Lin Zhenxi switched the screen to check the newcomer's appearance. He saw a large monk with messy white hair and half a bare arm. In one hand, he held a cannon that looked incredibly powerful. The prayer beads slung across his body were each the size of a cantaloupe. They not only reflected a metallic gleam, but were also inlaid with a circle of dark red light.

What kind of design is this, a mechanical monk?