Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

Karavana said: "...Kumar uses me to open the boundary between reality and illusion... This will make the meteors land early."

At this time, Sonnet received news of support from the foundation. She said: "I'm afraid the support from the foundation will not arrive until 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. If the meteor comes early, then the support from the foundation will not arrive in time."

The setting sun gradually sets in the west, spreading the last ray of afterglow to the earth. The sky gradually loses the brightness of the day, and a quiet darkness envelopes the earth. Everyone in the yard sat around the bonfire, and the dim firelight shone on everyone's face. There was no joy or sadness.

Vertin said: "If the meteor really comes, how big will its impact be?"

Karavana took a pen and drew a few strokes on the map, then spread the map out so that everyone else could see it. She said: "As long as we can escape from this area, it will be fine. But according to the current situation, if we take everyone to evacuate in a straight line, it will take a few hours at the fastest to evacuate out of the meteor affected area... This is the best option solution.”

Matilda sighed, "It would be nice if I could hide underground..."

Mane Gravel suddenly thought of something and said: "My father once told me that under that house, there is a tunnel that connects to the external mountains and forests. The purpose is to deal with disasters. He taught me this in order to let people I can manage the entire village in the future, and if I remember correctly, the mountain forest is outside this range."

The exciting news aroused everyone's emotions. Garabana said: "That's great. Even if we don't have time to evacuate, we can avoid the meteors by hiding in the tunnel."

Uncle Nygma stood up and said: "Then let's gather the villagers now and prepare to take refuge in the tunnel."

Nygma and several villagers were about to leave to gather other villagers at the shelter. At this time, Kanjila grabbed Nygma and said, "Uncle Nygma, have you seen Teacher Sharja?"

"No." Nygma shook his head, "If she disappears, you can ask people from the foundation to find her."

Wei Mingye stood up and followed several villagers. He said: "The villagers must enter the tunnel in batches to prevent the Hand of Reshaping from sneak attack."

The villagers who attended the meeting nodded and decided on the evacuation plan after a few words. Wei Mingye also immediately took action. He patrolled around the courtyard to ensure that the Hand of Reshaping or other unknown dangers did not come near.

Wilding naturally heard Kanjila's words, and she comforted her by saying, "Don't worry, we will follow you to find Teacher Sharja."

Kanjila nodded obediently. Vertin and Sonnet followed Kanjila in the caravan and went out to find Teacher Sharja. Matilda assisted Garabona and used mystical techniques to predict the possible fall of meteors. time.

Mane Gravel shrugged helplessly and said: "Ah... you guys acted so fast... I haven't finished my words yet - actually, there is a gate blocking the entrance to the tunnel. My father said "Only Only leaders who are trusted by their people can open this door. "."

Garabana was silent for a while, and then said: "There is not much time left. We must first gather the villagers to evacuate into the tunnel...and then find other ways to open the door."

Having said that, Garabana resumed his prediction of the time when the meteor would fall. Mane Gravel scratched his head in embarrassment. Of course, no one meant to blame him. To be honest, internal strife in the face of a crisis would only block his own way out. .

Mane gravel approached the two diviners and looked at the densely packed characters on the draft paper. He felt like his head was getting big.

Then the uncle who didn't understand divination looked around. Everyone else had gone out on missions, so he had to be busy anyway, right? At least he didn't look so idle. He thought that Kanjila was going out to find Teacher Sharja, so he should do his part.

In the darkness, Sharja held a girl named Gina in her arms. Their bodies were covered with wounds, and their torn clothes were stained with dust.

"Teacher...I...my mother..." The voice of the child in her arms was hoarse. She no longer had the strength to cry or shed tears. She could only tremble slightly helplessly in the teacher's warm arms.

Sharja closed her eyes, Gina's mother had actually been killed... bloody memories appeared in her mind, and the mother's screams seemed to still echo in Sharja's ears.

The teacher hugged the girl tightly, "It's okay Gina...it's okay...your mother...just fainted...she will wake up soon..."

Heavy footsteps came from the front, and both of them held their breath. They saw the heavy armored soldier walking slowly not far away. It found no trace of the two of them. At the same time, Sharja seemed to hear something not far away. There were sounds of fighting.

The scimitar was knocked out of the hands of the young villager. He cursed and used mystical skills to recall the scimitar, "Father, let's run away! If this continues..."

"Shut up! You coward!" the old villager shouted, "I will die here even if I die! You coward, you actually want humans to help us!"

The old man had quite a lot of experience. He controlled the scimitar to fly out and cut off an arm of the disciple of the Hand of Reshaping. But when he turned around, the heavy armored soldier had already raised his giant hammer and was about to bring it down.

"Father! No!" the young villager screamed in despair, unable to cover the distance. Sharja, who saw everything in her eyes, acted faster with her body than with her will. She stood between the two of them, but ordinary humans would be like hitting a occultist with an egg against a stone.

Sharja's mind went blank, as if her heartbeat had stopped. A white light flashed in front of her eyes, followed by a loud "bang" of a heavy object.

"Sharja!"

The girl's voice made Sharja suddenly come back to her senses. She saw Kanjira blocking her. This time, it was the little snake's turn to protect her.

Several rays of pure white light flashed by, and the disciple of the Hand of Reshaping fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of slime. Sonnet held the magic staff tightly and looked around. Mane Gravel happened to be passing by and was ready to say hello.

Kanjila looked at the disgraced Shaerja, with unspeakable emotions in her heart. She moved her mouth, and all her words were condensed into one sentence: "Shaerja... and Gina... you are all okay." alright……"

Sharja bent down and hugged Kanjila, and said, "Yeah... you're okay too. It's really good."

One side is reminiscing about old times, while the other side is in an anxious state. The old gentleman refused to go with them no matter how much they tried to persuade him. He couldn't write a sonnet at all.

Veins popped up on the old man's forehead, and he cursed with all his strength: "I won't go with you! You mystical scholars actually share the same fate with mankind..."

A huge figure appeared in front of the old man, and it was Mane Gravel.

Mane Gravel patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Uncle Kattar, long time no see. I hope you can still remember me."

When Qatar saw the mane gravel's mechanical arm, the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost. He said with a trembling tone: "You...you are from the Sharma family..."

"Oh... I also want to reminisce with you, but now is not the time." Mane Gravel said, "You can come with us. When it is safe, we can sit together, make some tea, eat some cakes, and reminisce about the past. Things..."

Qatar came back to his senses, his eyes were firm and his tone was firm: "I won't go with you... Hey! What are you doing!"

Mane Gravel grabbed Kattar's collar and lifted it up, then put him on the caravan seat, "I'm sorry, Uncle Kattar. If you want to scold me, then you can. At least I didn't tie you up, right?"

Mane Gravel glanced at the surrounding villagers, and they also got into the car, muttering dissatisfiedly.