Glancing up at the night sky, which never seemed to dawn, Roland got up and walked down the bridge, heading for the faint light in the distance, where he might be able to meet the natives of Akron in order to inquire about the whereabouts of his companions.

After taking two steps, Roland stopped again. Looking vigilantly at the roadside alley, there was a strange movement coming from the depths of the alley of the black hole. Roland hesitated for a moment, added a "protection against evil" to himself, and put his feet lightly and did not go into the alley.

A ray of dark red moonlight casts between the towering buildings on either side, bringing a glimmer of light to the filthy alley. Roland saw a humanoid creature kneeling in the corner of the wall, burying its head in something and making a clattering chewing sound that seemed to bite bones.

After what he had just encountered, he was now on guard against any creature he encountered on the way, and raised his hand to shoot out a "detection camp", and a silver beam of light shot out from his palm, like a flashlight illuminating the person in the corner, and the other party immediately showed a black-red circle of light, the standard "chaotic evil"!

The man, dressed in a tattered black cloak that smelled foul, was devouring a maggot-bearing corpse, and at the light of the magic he immediately turned his head and let out a wolf-like roar, exposing Roland's ugly face with fangs and a hyena-like appearance. Whoever he once was, he was now undoubtedly transformed into a mad beast.

Boom! Durandar dragged a cold ray out of its scabbard and stabbed the half-human, half-wolf monster head-on, slitting his throat before the filthy claws could pounce.

The monster wailed and fell to its knees at Roland's feet, its broken throat gushing dark green plasma, reminding him of the fish monster and the water naga in the lake of terror, and kicked the dying creature away.

There was a commotion in the alley, and dark red fireflies lit up one after another, and Roland looked closely to distinguish that they were a pair of crazy eyes, not only how many mutated humanoid monsters lurked in the shadows.

Roland didn't bother to entangle with them, so he held the Mithril emblem on his chest with his left hand, recited the prayer in a low voice, and pointed forward with the sword in his right hand.

Spontaneous magic spell, flame strike technique!

Rumble! A flame mixed with golden divine energy rose into the sky, burning the monsters deep in the alley to ashes.

The pillar of fire several feet high illuminates the night, burning the monster and attracting the attention of more creatures in the distance, Roland hopes that Lyudmila and the others will see the pillar of fire created by the fire spell and rush to meet him, so he jumps on the wall and waits.

After waiting for five minutes, a lot of mutants of all kinds of strange shapes came, but they didn't see a single companion. The flames had been extinguished, and the charred corpses in the alleys emitted a strong smell, attracting more and more monsters to come and forage for food, and the scene of gnawing on the bones of the corpses made Roland nauseous, so he simply flew directly into the air, intending to observe the panoramic view of the city from a high vantage point, so as to search for his companions.

However, as soon as he took off into the air, a gray mist immediately enveloped him, like a viscous glue attached to his body layer after layer, and even the divine flight was hindered by this, and his speed plummeted. What made him even more depressed was that once he flew into the air, his vision was immediately obscured by fog, and he couldn't see the street below clearly.

"Forget it, let's go down."

Roland shook his head helplessly and leaned down to land. Stepping on the street, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings behind him, Roland turned to look, and there was a huge crow lying on the veranda on the second floor opposite, with a sharp beak curved like an iron hook pecking at a bloody intestine, and its eyes flashed with a strange red light.

The moment Roland and the crow looked at each other, he noticed that his pupils were threaded in circles, and he immediately sensed danger. Almost at the same time, a flash of psionic energy erupted from the crow's eyes, trying to implant a great sense of fear into Roland's heart through his sight.

Tier 1 psychic enchantment, primordial fear!

Although the "Pupil of Destiny" was disturbed by Akron's evil god power, it still played a stable role at the critical moment of identifying the ability, and issued an alarm to Roland in time.

"Primal fear" can awaken the subconscious sense of fear in the recipient, reminding people of the intimidation and trauma they have encountered, so that they are so frightened that their hands and feet go weak and tremble. However, this move was useless to Roland, not to mention that the Black King Armor's "Psychic Barrier" could shield all spiritual attacks, and he could easily overcome this level of fear with his own willpower.

The big crow upstairs flew down as soon as it displayed its "primal fear". Out of caution, Roland took two steps back to avoid the attack.

The big crow was clumsier than he had imagined, and fell to the ground with a pop, its wings seemed to be unable to support its fat body to soar into the air, and its greasy feathers were black and shiny, and fell to the ground with the fluttering of its wings, revealing a pair of shaggy hind legs.

The moment Roland's eyes touched the crow's hind legs, he couldn't help but feel a chill, and Durandar in his hand stimulated the sword qi, and a beam of golden light tore through the night, cutting off the fat crow's head, and the broken neck was like a runaway faucet, writhing and spurting out a large amount of blood.

Roland waited until the body stopped twisting before he got closer to observe. Sure enough, under the thick feathers, the big crow actually grew a pair of human legs, judging from the thick foot feathers, this guy should be called a "birdman". As for how he changed from a human to a birdman, and further into a crow, Roland couldn't guess, and he didn't want to delve into it.

Nightmare City lives up to its name, full of monsters and strange things that you can only encounter in nightmares, but doesn't give you a plausible explanation.

Roland gave up thinking and only regarded Akron as a "haunted house" in a playground, as a scene in a horror game, which felt a lot easier, and perhaps only by adhering to this mentality could he survive in the nightmare city.

He cleared his mind and walked down the dark streets, slashing and slashing at countless strange creatures until he reached his destination, the lighted building.

This is a very ordinary two-story house, because the architectural style is so ordinary, it looks very special in this street full of strange buildings, like a Renaissance work suddenly hanging in a gallery of postmodern art, giving people a strong visual impact.

Roland tried to push the closed door, but when he found that it was locked, he didn't exert any more force, and turned to look at the lamppost that had been erected next to the door.

It is a bronze lamppost, about the thickness of an adult's arm, buried in the earth underneath and reinforced with a stone pedestal. The lamppost is about ten feet high, and a spherical crystal lampshade is fixed at the top, and the silver light radiates through the lampshade, which feels warm and comfortable on the body.

This was the first time Roland had seen the lights since he entered Akron, and he felt warm for the first time, thinking that the person who set up this street lamp should not be a bad person, let alone a crazy monster.