Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Backlund 265 meters above ground

The rooftop of an apartment building in a slum.

Miss Christine took Evan along the rooftop path.

They had just completed a transaction in this line, which was a number of ground-based orders, purchasing some relatively expensive small items. Evan even brought a lot of newspapers with him, intending to resell them to his colleague Henry, a newspaper seller, to make a small profit.

Evan's back was full, and a flock of large birds were circling around him, holding various packages. Miss Christine led the way.

It was hard to walk on the ground with so much luggage, so they decided to walk on the roof of a tall building. With the help of the big birds, rooftop parkour became easy.

“Only now do I feel that you are a qualified animal trainer.” Miss Christine exclaimed.

Evan chuckled.

"Thank you, Miss Christine."

In addition to trading materials for the dungeon Evernight Harbor, this line of work also involves trading spiritual items for Miss Christine and making promotion potions. Now, Miss Christine is a true "Miss" and a Sequence 7 "Witch".

"Shut up and let those stupid birds watch the road."

Miss Christine cursed over her shoulder, then came back and jumped on Evan's head.

"Pay attention, Evan, my spiritual warning keeps going off."

Several large birds descended and grabbed Evan and his package. After a short run, Evan and the black cat leapt into the air and flew across the wide street.

The floor gradually disappeared from sight, the street slowly emerged, and Evan's pupils suddenly contracted.

It was impossible to see the specific details at an altitude of several hundred meters. Evan could only see that several streams of dazzling red flowed out from various tunnels and rooms, breaking through the shabby cover of the slums and gathering on the ground into an evil red tide, rushing towards the upper city of Backlund.

Wherever the red tide went, there was a mess. The blood of the corpses dyed the streets red, which was particularly dazzling under the light of the street lamps.

Wailing, screaming, gunshots, and chaotic sounds echoed and rose between buildings, climbing to a height of several hundred meters and pouring into the ears of Evan and Miss Christine.

"...My goddess..." Evan's voice was trembling, "What...what on earth happened..."

"...I don't know...wait, are these the exiles? I've never seen so many exiles!"

Miss Christine exclaimed in a low voice.

"They...are pouring out from the underground city!? Are these exiles going to counterattack the surface?!"

"Then will we be unable to return to Evernight Harbor tonight?"

“Is this a question of whether or not you can go home?!

"It's a question of whether or not we can survive tonight!"

Miss Christine smacked Evan hard on the head.

"Run for your life now!!!"

The big birds immediately accelerated and ran all the way with Evan and the black cat.

"Gah!"

With a scream, a big bird was suddenly hit by a grenade, and a huge ball of sparks exploded, scattering the entire flock of birds.

"Oh my Goddess! What is this? Is it a howitzer? Where did these exiles get such heavy firepower!!"

Miss Christine screamed.

"This is not robbery! This is massacre! This is riot! This is treason!!"

The frightened flock of birds threw Evan and the black cat onto the roof. Due to panic and fatigue, the big birds were temporarily unfit to help with the transfer, and Evan and the black cat ran wildly on the roof.

Several more shining rockets leaped up in the corridor and then fell with a whistling sound. Violent explosions came one after another, and both El and Black Cat felt the floor shaking under their feet.

Things were getting more and more outrageous, with more rockets leaping into the air. Then, Evan and Black Cat saw the city missiles of the Steam Church, the drone swarms of the Storm Church, and the assault red gloves of the Night Church in the air...

"...These exiles...are they going to become enemies with the entire Backlund!?"

A group of helicopters from the Loen Royal Air Force flew over Evan's head. He was so frightened by the scene that he could only run mechanically at the urging of Miss Christine.

The situation began to get out of control.

With the end of official forces, the local massacre has escalated into a fierce hot conflict. The battle line has changed from a fight on the ground to an all-out hot war in three-dimensional space. As time goes by, the conflict line quickly climbs along the building. The horrific explosion sound is getting closer and closer to Evan, until the fanatical rockets hit the helicopter that is rising into the sky.

The war completely enveloped Evan.

Drones flew over Evan's head, and the roofs of tall buildings became the landing area for stray bullets, which occasionally exploded and sparks flew at his feet.

"I'm sorry, kids! We've only known each other for a few days!"

Evan roared heartbreakingly.

"Sorry!"

The big birds flying with Evan suddenly changed their formation, from following the entire column to protecting the entire column, hovering around Evan as a shield of flesh and blood.

Whenever a stray bullet flew towards Evan, a big bird would suddenly rush out and die along with the missile.

Evan held the black cat tightly and ran forward with all his might. He simply took off all the heavy luggage and threw it away, but after running a few steps, he gritted his teeth and turned back, stuffed a few light and valuable goods into his pockets, and then ran all the way out of the line of fire.

The firing, flying, explosions, loud noises of hot weapons and the roar of buildings completely drowned out the human wails, making Evan and Black Cat's ears rumble.

What feather-like lightness, what ice eyes and black flames, what animal exchanges and communication, in the face of this comprehensive firepower conflict, Evan suddenly felt that all extraordinary powers seemed meaningless.

These so-called extraordinary abilities once gave the extraordinary people a sense of superiority and allowed them to profit from the so-called struggles between people, but in fact, it was just a mouse robbing another mouse and feeling complacent for a pine nut.

Many slum residents began to panic and rushed to the top of the building. More and more people ran to the rooftops to take refuge, and the originally empty rooftops began to be overcrowded, making Evan's escape on the rooftop more difficult.

But when the refugees ran to the rooftop, they found that they still could not escape the height of the battlefield. Large flying objects began to explode in the air, and the fierce flames and flying parts became the nightmare of the refugees on the rooftop.

The wailing and screaming on the ground spread all the way along the building to the rooftop. The people on the rooftop wailed and screamed at the explosions. People kept collapsing in the chaos and explosions and fell from the rooftop like beans falling from a colander.

Love and hate, blood and tears, lowliness and nobility, the ordinary and the extraordinary, resistance and submission, everything will be wiped out under the oppression of the city of Backlund.

The feeling in his arms suddenly shattered. Evan looked at the mirror fragments in panic, and immediately felt a sharp blow on his head.

"What are you standing there for? That's my mirror double!!"

Miss Christine's voice came from behind.

"Don't look back, take care of yourself! Run! I can always run faster than you!"

Evan wiped his face, grabbed the big bird's feet, and jumped up, stepping on the heads of the crowd.

"Run! Evan!"

The black cat kept urging him from behind.

"Run! Evan!"

The voice kept circling around Evan.

"Do not look back!"

Evan closed his eyes and gave all his senses to the animals. He ran, jumped, and died with the big birds.

There were fewer and fewer birds circling, and he felt more and more exhausted, until he caught the only remaining big bird in his hand, until his mind and body were in pain as if they were being cut by a knife or an axe.

"Run! Evan!"

Explosions, death, crying, begging, all the pain seemed to be left behind by him.

The temperature on my cheeks was no longer burning, the roaring in my ears gradually became quiet, and the crying and screaming gradually faded away...

Finally, the last big bird used up its last bit of life and threw Evan heavily onto the roof of the building on the opposite bank.

The unexpected hard landing caused Evan to fall several times on the ground, and he only stopped when he hit the wall.

He immediately turned over, turned around and ran behind him, grabbing the roof wall and looking hard to the opposite side.

"Miss Christine! Miss Christine!!"

Evan shouted excitedly.

"We did it! We escaped!"

In his ecstasy, a huge armed helicopter brushed past his face, slowly descended with black smoke and flames, and engulfed the small figure in the air.

That was the first time Evan saw the crash of a helicopter gunship so close. Both the steel and the fire were so tangible, huge and hot.

It's like the sky is falling.