Late at night, on a remote street in Nolan.

It had been almost a day since Clary came to Nolan from the Demon World. Just yesterday, she had been caught by the lord of the Lich to practice against the Holy Spirit.

That night, the Lord of the Lich finally granted a pardon, allowing them to relax before the first match officially began.

Clary finally had the chance to come to Nolan’s surface from Nolan’s underground..

After so many years, she finally returned to the human world again.

When she stood on Nolan’s street again, she had a feeling that she had come to another world.

When Clary was still alive as a human, the city she lived in would only have primary crystal lights as lighting in front of some taverns.

If she wanted to travel at night, she had to prepare a portable primary crystal lamp by herself.

But Nolan’s night was as dazzling as day. Various primary crystal lamps of different colors were inlaid on the edges of the buildings, and some moving paintings were branded on the walls.

Clary widened her eyes as she looked at this seemingly restless city. It was the first time that she was shocked by the night view of a city. At the same time… She also felt that Nolan was so unfamiliar to her that it was terrifying.

Now was not the time for her to be shocked. Bishop Garinko had already sent other believers to Nolan in advance.

Clary had to gather with the believers as soon as possible and share the information she knew with them.

As long as Nolan got rid of Fuya… Her nightmare of staying in the demon world for a few years would be over!

Thinking of this, Clary controlled the body of the chaos demon and walked towards the gathering place that she had agreed with Bishop Garinko.

But in the next second, Clary realized that she could not move her legs at all! No matter how much she ordered the body of this chaos fiend, his legs just stood still.

‘Monet!’

Clary noticed the gaze of this Chaos Fiend. After staring at a painting on the wall in the distance, Clary shouted out her brother’s name in her mind.

“Sister, that seems to be avatar! Many people on the Spellcasters’forum said that it’s the best movie.”

Monet controlled the gaze of the Chaos Fiend to stare at the projection poster in the distance. On it was the trailer for avatar.

“Now is not the time for you to think about this!”

Clary reminded her brother to focus on the task at hand.

“After the task is over, can we go to the White Briar Theater? Sister, didn’t you follow some news about movies in the past…”Monet pleaded.

“Shut up.”

Clary took the opportunity to gain control of the Chaos Fiend’s body and looked away from the moving poster.

She used her spiritual perception to capture the presence of her own kind.

As far as Clary knew, the movie was the creation of a demon. The moving paintings hanging on the wall could be said to be the seduction of a demon.

Clary walked out of the alley and quickly walked to the other side of the street. The Dark Elf who was in the crow form behind them finally found them.

The Dark Elf reverted to her original posture and stood on the roof… a pitch-black longbow appeared in her hand, a poisoned arrow was nocked on the bowstring by the Dark Elf and aimed at the tall chaos demon in the distance.

At this distance, the Dark Elf could easily pierce through the chaos demon’s throat. However, in the next second, she pulled the bowstring back because the chaos demon spy stopped by a shop on the side of the street.

The shop was called the black pigeon newsstand… The Dark Elf’s long ears perked up, and her hearing strengthened at that moment, listening to what the chaos demon wanted to do.

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The owner of the newsstand was an orc, and the orc’s attire was very strange.

If the Dark Elf remembered correctly, this was Nolan’s underground fashion style, and it was brought up by a human singer named Holm.

Basically, it was characterized by a rough gold necklace, jewelry, and a pair of round-rimmed sunglasses. The dark brown hair of the orc was tied up and tied at the back of his head.

“What do you want to buy? There are a lot of things mixed here… together.”

The ORC pulled down the round-rimmed sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing his eyes with hideous scars.

‘sister.’

This time, it wasn’t Monet who stopped. It was Clary who suddenly stood in front of this strange bookstore when she was halfway there.

Monet had always had a strange psychological trauma towards orcs.

“There’s nothing I want to buy.”

Clary quickly came back to her senses and turned around to leave.

‘sister, the music in that bookstore is something you often listen to, right?’Monet whispered in his mind.

A strange music was playing in the black pigeon kiosk behind Clary. Monet, who was used to listening to hymns, thought it was very strange music.

This kind of music sounded like a person saying a lot of strange words with extremely fast art.

But his sister Clary liked it. Monet remembered that he had a small salary in the magic net bank. He used some of it to buy Warcraft, his sister, Clary, used it all to buy songs from the magic net.

This was the song that Clary heard the most. It was called “Lose · yourself.”.

Clary still controlled the chaos demon to leave the newsstand. She had only taken a few steps when the orc sitting in the newsstand suddenly blocked her way.

When the orc blocked her way, Clary put her hand on the dagger behind her.

This Chaos Fiend had a very muscular body. When he stood up, he was about the same height as the orc… no matter how violent the ORC’s personality was, he wouldn’t attack them so rashly.

But the orc looked at the person in front of him through his round-rimmed sunglasses for a long time. In the next second, he revealed a meaningful smile.

“Take it.”

The ORC took out an exquisitely wrapped black primary crystal and wanted to hand it over to Clary. Clary looked at the cover of the primary crystal and saw the title, “Rebirth.”.

“Sister, this is a record stone… do you sell record stones here? Can I go buy one for Miss Tyreen…”

Clary didn’t listen to her younger brother’s incessant requests. She took the black primary crystal from the orc.

The ORC patted the chaos fiend on the shoulder in satisfaction, then returned to the newsstand.

“Sister…”

Monet couldn’t help but want to control the Chaos Fiend to turn his head, but he was quickly stopped by Clary.

“Monet, as long as we complete our mission, we can go home.”

Clary instructed her younger brother in her mind.

“Go Home…”

Monet was momentarily stunned when he heard Clary’s comforting words. He subconsciously controlled the Chaos Fiend to raise his hand to take a look.

‘sister, where can we go back like this?’