Restoration City Government Affairs Office.

This is the largest building near the steam station.

In the past, it was the administrative center where the ruling elites of various human countries jointly managed the Restoration City.

It is not the building closest to the steam station. It is the only one that is relatively complete among the buildings close to the steam station.

When Ken set foot here, there was no one alive and the place was lifeless.

Ken turned to look at Amelia and asked:

"Is it true that we can't just go up there?"

The top here refers to the steam station.

Ken knew that Emilia's strength was at the legendary level or above. With her strength, it would be no problem to rush directly to the top of the steam station.

Theoretically this is the case.

But she refused.

"For whatever reason, I won't go near there, and I won't help you get there."

This is Emilia's rejection.

The thin girl dragged her scythe and walked leisurely beside Ken. She relaxed and said, "Don't think about going there."

She couldn't see clearly what was there.

But her instinct told her that there was great danger there.

As long as she gets close to it, she will die.

Emilia has changed from an emotionless doll to a living person now, so she cherishes her life extremely.

Most of her emotions towards Ken were that she thought he was interesting and that he looked good and tasted good...

She would not take the initiative to give up her life just because of Ken's wishes.

And she was not willing to watch such an interesting being die like that, if her mothers found out in some way that she sent him there...

That way Emilia can be sure that her ending would be worse than just dying.

Therefore, she will never take risks.

"It's very, very dangerous there. You must not go there." Emilia emphasized: "Even if I go there, I will fall. If my elder brother goes there, he will never come back."

Ken narrowed his eyes, looked at Emilia and tried to persuade her: "Before tomorrow night, the two worlds will be merged, and by then, everything in the city will be sacrificed to the gods."

The petite girl jumped lightly in front of Ken's eyes, blocking his path. She put her hands on her hips, her pink pupils shrank into a line, and she said like a little adult:

"I am His product, don't you know very well, and you will not be affected."

Emilia carried the sickle behind her back and said, "Brother, we only have one life. Don't cherish your own life so little. For you, your destiny is the greatest in the world, you know."

She still has memories of the past.

The loneliness that is guarded in the scroll, huddled in the corner of the scroll, for thousands of years.

Being controlled by the silk thread in the hand of the elf girl, he acted according to the designed logic.

She has spent thousands of years, but if she hadn't met the long-legged mother with purple hair by chance, she would still be an emotionless doll.

No matter how powerful you are, you are still a puppet.

How can you not cherish such a precious thing!

Ken shook his head and said firmly:

"What you don't understand is that you still have no bonds with others."

Emilia is right.

But she didn't understand how much Ken valued the bond.

For him, family and friends are more important than this world. If these anchors are lost, there will be no meaning in this world.

Emilia snorted and did not continue to argue with Ken.

What the eldest brother wants to do is his own choice, she just said that.

She wouldn't give up her life for other people.

That's stupid.

The petite girl gently shook the sickle in her hand to shake off the oil and blood stains on it. She raised her pink eyes and said, "There are quite a few people in this building, and there are two groups of people confronting each other.

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"Let's go take a look." Ken raised his head and said.

He thought that everyone here was dead, after all, it was too close to the steam station.

Emilia doesn't call active steam wizards humans, so the ones inside must be real living things.

Cultists and survivors?

Ken followed Amelia into the dilapidated government office.

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Restoration City is the central city of mankind.

There aren't many high-level combat capabilities.

In addition to priests, humans have two main combat professions, warlocks and original warriors.

Warlocks like to find a large enough and quiet place to study.

Warriors need breakthrough and training in life and death crises.

Border areas, or some remote and remote places, as well as Alert Magic Academy, these places can meet the needs of both.

Aliens do not count.

Noah Moulton is a warlock from Alert Academy of Magic. He is the odd one out of the two.

He is very talented and had the dream of becoming an epic and legend when he was young.

After graduating from elementary school, he joined the Adventurer's Association. Using the support of the Adventurer's Association, he made a name for himself, and relying on the Adventurer's Information Network and financial support, he broke through the fourth ring when he was more than three hundred years old.

But the dream was shattered during an adventure in the East.

His soul was severely damaged in the ruins of the Lucas family in the Kingdom of Saint Garcia. Not to mention continuing to expand and upgrade, he was lucky to be able to maintain the level of a fourth-ring warlock.

No matter how much you accumulate knowledge or how much you practice, you can't improve it even one bit.

He was also very old, so he returned to Restoration City and held the idle position of vice president of the Adventurers Association.

I also joined the Restoration City Mutual Aid Association, trying to regain the feeling of my youth through communication among young people.

His codename is [Excellent Student].

At this time, Noah was standing in the middle of the hall of a damaged house. The power of the government office had been cut off, but he could see everything around him through night vision.

Next to him is a barbarian wearing armor, a peak gold-level warrior who once served as a soldier in the Iron Eagle Legion of the Kingdom of Saint Garcia. After retiring, he came to the Restoration City, codenamed "Gladiator".

They are the two most active people in the Mutual Aid Association of Restoration City.

Behind them is a man less than twenty years old.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This man is the grandson of Noah, and they also entered this side of the world to save him.

Noah didn't know much about the evil cultists. He was not a warlock like Ken who specialized in dealing with the cultists, but he knew that his grandson's soul and body were separated in two places.

The gladiator was his helper whom he spent a lot of money to recruit.

Fortunately, he did find his grandson.

Unfortunately, they were watched.

Noah and Gladiator protected the man in the center, and around them, some men in black robes appeared.

Thirteen cultists.

Noah's heart became heavy.

Even the touch of an evil god was enough to give Noah a headache.

Noah had encountered things related to evil gods several times in his more than three hundred years of life. The last time he saw a cultist was in that damn ruins... He knew how difficult these guys were.

Noah lowered his voice and said:

"Gladiator, I'll hold them back while you take this stupid boy away."

He had no confidence that he could defeat them, but he believed that he could hold them back.

My son has no talent, but this grandson is a carbon copy of me. He may be able to accomplish what he failed to accomplish in the future... officially graduate from that college!

The gladiator in armor didn't object. He was a hired man and his employer was in front of him.

He carried the young man with one hand, as easily as he was carrying a cloth pillow, and asked: "Excellent student, how do I get out?"

Noah touched his gray beard and carved a seal on the mage's robe with his other hand in his sleeve, preparing for the next battle.
To be continued...