There is no doubt that "Sanctuary" is a gray fox legacy used to save people.

After all, trapping people for thousands or tens of thousands of years and then killing them alive is not to say that the magician is not so perverted, but if he created this almost miraculous fantasy creation just to fulfill such a perverted demand, I am afraid that even the God Lord would not be so bored, not to mention the Gray Fox Sanctuary which is full of dreamers.

Therefore, the original intention of the "shelter" must be to extend a person's sensory time when they encounter danger, giving them enough time to discover and avoid danger.

If you are hit by a gun at close range, the advanced gear of [1 second = 1 hour] will be triggered; but if you are just tripped by a passing Lala Fei, it will only trigger the normal gear of [1 second = 1 minute].

Therefore, now that Ash and the others have triggered the ultimate gear of [1 second = 1 month/1 year], it can only mean one thing -

Under the observation of the "Shelter", they are about to encounter an unimaginable horrific disaster.

"But what exactly is the danger?" Fire Magic Saint raised his head and looked at the night sky: "It can't be Jiao Lu, right?"

"It can't be the Green Twister." Igula said, "The Green Twister is a disaster that has existed in Senluo since ancient times. If it is the Green Twister, then when the "Shelter" was created, it would cause everyone around it to fall into a long night, and there would be no chance of it being passed down."

"Did the rumors about the dead city start two hundred years ago?" he asked, "After entering the wasteland era, it became uninhabitable here?"

“I don’t know.” Wind Magic Saint Domain said, “It is said to be decades or even hundreds of years, but the history of the sect only records the rise and fall of the sect, not such rumors. Even if it is recorded, it will be lost due to destruction and transfer, so it is impossible to confirm that the dead city was also a dead city before. We can only say that no one has survived in the past few decades.”

Igula's first reaction to danger was the Great Cataclysm, the iconic event that caused the Age of Gods to fall into the wasteland. However, the historical records of Senluo over the past two hundred years were just like a student's summer homework, not even perfunctory, all blank, and he simply did not have enough data for reasoning.

"So, we don't know what danger we are facing, nor do we know how to solve it, so the "sanctuary" gave us a long time to find it and deal with it." The Gun Art Sanctuary laughed in anger: "How thoughtful, if we can't solve it, we can spend thousands or tens of thousands of years of peace here, until we can't live anymore."

"Let's use our own methods to test the potential danger." Igula said, "Don't go too far away. Please share any information you have."

Everyone nodded silently. Now the dead city was full of uncertainty and darkness. Even if they were enemies, they knew they had to cooperate sincerely. To put it bluntly, if there really were other killing mechanisms, then everyone together could at least reduce their chances of bad luck.

Ash didn't have any reconnaissance miracles. The reconnaissance mission for the virtual team was handled by Weisser, while the real one was handled by Igula. Therefore, he could only try his best to improve the sensitivity of his senses to see if he could find anything.

Hiss...hiss...he heard a strange sound coming from the darkness, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue or a spider weaving silk. An indescribable monster was lurking in the unknown and threatening their lives...

Ash looked closely and saw that it was Harvey sharpening Alice's nails.

He walked over and saw that Harvey not only trimmed the shape of Alice's nails, but also used a sponge file to polish the nail surface until it was smooth, cut off the cuticles, and then applied a layer of base coat, two layers of light green nail polish, and then a layer of topcoat...

Harvey, who was sitting on the coffin lid, noticed him and made room for him: "Would you like to sit down?"

"Can't Alice give herself a manicure?" Ash asked.

"I usually don't let the undead take care of themselves." Harvey said, "Taking care of the undead is the professional ethics of the necromancer. Deodorization, cleaning, muscle massage, dental examination... If the necromancer is too lazy to do these basic maintenance, he will lose his reverence for the undead he created..."

"What will happen then?"

"Then he has no professional ethics," Harvey said. "It's not a big deal."

"I thought a necromancer like you who takes care of the undead yourself would be much better than those who have no professional ethics." Ash said with a smile.

"If it can affect combat effectiveness, then it is not 'morality' without binding force, but 'laws' that must be followed." Harvey said: "Following the laws can allow you to defeat the enemy in reality, and following morality can allow you to crush the opponent on the spiritual level. Only when both aspects are won can it be a true victory. Otherwise, it will either become the wailing of the losers, such as those sects destroyed by the Four Pillars of God; or it will become the anxiety of the winners, such as the mercury Trojan horse that hides from the black crow all day long."

Harvey's words were interesting, but Ash was more interested in another point: "You don't seem to be very upset."

"Yes." Harvey put down Alice's hand, "I don't care whether I can escape from 30,000 years in prison."

"To me, there is not much difference between the dynamic world outside and the static world here. Although there are no more sources of corpses, studying Alice is enough to occupy the rest of my life."

Among all these people, Harvey is probably the calmest one. Rather than saying that he is world-weary, it is better to say that this small dark room-like environment is just right for an artist like him.

There is no passage of time, no external interference, and even no need to sleep or eat. Isn't this the best creative environment? All creators should be thrown into the "small dark room of the shelter" to produce food.

"So, if you have a way to leave, you don't need to consider me."

Ash's eyes widened.

"You may not come to me for counseling," Harvey said, "but I will occasionally eavesdrop on you to see if you are saying bad things about me behind my back."

"You still care about this?"

“I’ve started to care recently.”

The necromancer said calmly, "You are someone who is inseparable from us all day long, yet you actually have love troubles, and a polyamorous relationship, and it's still new... We are not fools."

"But I'm not really surprised. You really are the type of person who easily gets into emotional troubles."

Ash twitched his lips and muttered, "I just have some psychological problems... If I hadn't happened to meet..."

"You're not just a coincidence." Harvey said, "Would an ordinary person come up with a plan to try the mayor? Would an ordinary person risk their life for a child they've only known for a month? Would an ordinary person stay with Igula and me for so long? Would an ordinary person refuse to become the touch of the Four Pillars?"

"Compared to the secrets you hide, you are actually more fascinating." The necromancer smiled, "I am not surprised that someone has become your victim."

Ash scratched his head. "Did you misunderstand my comments about Igula... You were clearly commenting on the male veela!"

"All in all," Harvey said, "we're ready."

us?

Ash turned his head and saw Black Crow standing behind him at some point.

"When...were you here?"

Black Crow did not answer such a boring question, and said seriously: "Remember, help me crush the face of the mercury horse."

Ash shook his head: "You should do this yourself."

Black Crow didn't say anything else, just walked aside silently.

Harvey held his chin up and said, "Come to think of it, if even I could eavesdrop, then Tamashi, who can do everything except miracles, would certainly be able to hear it."

Ash suddenly felt indescribably embarrassed - he thought he had hidden it well, but everyone knew that he was in a chaotic and turbulent relationship?

He turned his head as if nothing had happened, and saw Igula standing on the rooftop of the small building. Gwen was still following the trickster obediently, and the trickster seemed to notice the gaze directed at him and looked down at Ash.

Their eyes met in the air. Igula nodded slightly at him, then turned to study other places.

Although there was no verbal communication, Ash understood that Igula had already made sure that he had a safe escape route. Perhaps he was too calm during the discussion just now, or perhaps for some other reason... Ash was not surprised by this, as he could not hide anything from the trickster.

More importantly, Igula and the others were mentally prepared for the possibility that they would not be able to leave.

For more than two hundred years, countless magicians from various sects have failed to crack the time cage of the dead city. How can they escape? Although there is a way to leave, everyone knows how difficult this road is: Is there a crisis, what the crisis is, how to solve the crisis... They have no information.

Moreover, what they could come up with, couldn't others come up with it after being locked up for ten days or half a month? They were not truth magicians or fate magicians, so could they be smarter than all the magicians of the sects who had tried to crack the dead city in the past two hundred years?

Everyone knew that the next plot would only see their hopes being eroded bit by bit. It was impossible for the people in the dead city to save themselves.

Therefore, the only one who can save them is...

At this time, the Gun Art Saint suddenly shouted loudly: "I found a way!"

Everyone gathered immediately, and the Gun Art Saint asked, "Did you find any clues?"

After everyone shook their heads, he continued, "Even if we can't find it now, as long as we are willing to spend time, we will definitely find clues in the dead city - clues left by those who were imprisoned for tens of millions of years."

"However, since no one has ever left the Dead City alive, it only proves that all our efforts and attempts have failed. Even if we find clues and information, I'm afraid we will only feel the taste of hope being shattered again and again."

"It is impossible for us to escape from the Dead City alone." The Gun Art Sanctuary said, "We have to rely on external forces."

External forces?

Igula immediately realized something, and Harvey asked curiously: "What external force?"

"Four Pillar Gods."

Wind Magic Sanctuary said: "Mercury Trojan Horse made a mistake. The Dead City did not use unreasonable methods to kill everyone directly, so Ash and Silver Lantern are still alive now."

"Because Mr. Borgin deliberately leaked the information a few days ago, we all know that you and Silver Lantern are both half-tactile. This is also the reason why Mercury wants to kill you - only when both of you are dead can she take the position of tactile firmly." He said: "Although we will not join you just because you are half-tactile, your identity can become a breakthrough point."

"Let's go kill Silver Lantern," said the Gunjutsu Sanctuary, "and make you a touch."

"No matter how powerful the Refuge is, it cannot resist the glory of the Four Pillars! In order to save you, they will definitely break this time cage!"

That's right.

When they mentioned the Four Pillars, Ash immediately reacted - he could become a touch being and borrow the power of the Four Pillars!

Although becoming a tactile being may have many disastrous consequences, on the one hand, Ash has some confidence in his willpower and should be able to resist the erosion of the Four Pillars; on the other hand, he is very sure that Igula and the others will definitely save him, such as taking him away from Senro to get rid of his tactile identity. In short, he can make up for it later.

However, compared with the possible consequences, if Ash does not take action now, the souls of others will be trapped in the time cage until their souls are annihilated!

But this means that they must completely kill Silver Lantern here -

"Even if we don't do this, Silver Lantern will definitely think of using the power of the Four Pillar Gods to escape." The three people from the Gun Art Sanctuary approached and stared at Ash: "This is a zero-sum game. We will inevitably fight Silver Lantern to the death. We have no choice."

Will Silver Lantern really kill me in order to survive... Ash immediately suppressed this inappropriate thought, took a deep breath, nodded and said: "Okay, let's cooperate."

The Gunnery Saint heaved a sigh of relief: "Then you can reveal a little bit of the miracles you are good at, and we will also reveal some information so that we can cooperate with each other in the battle. After all, the opponent is Silver Lantern, even if we have the advantage in numbers, we must not underestimate her."

This request was reasonable, and Ash had no reason to refuse, so he nodded and agreed, thinking about how much information he should reveal.

At this time, Igula noticed that the hot-tempered Fire Buff Sanctuary had not spoken, and was looking at Ash very unnaturally. His tense face revealed that he was not calm inside - this was an inherent flaw of the fire buff. No matter whether they had a bad temper or a calm personality, they were very bad at hiding their emotions.

There is a problem!

The Trickster glanced and saw that the Gunnery Sanctuary was less than three steps away from Ash!

When the Gunnery Sanctuary noticed that the Trickster was looking at him, he knew that he was exposed, so he unleashed his strongest miracle without hesitation!

Target--

Ash Heath!

That’s right, the only beings who can break the cage of time are the Four Pillar Gods.

But besides Ash, the other person who can become a sense of touch is Silver Lantern!

Logically speaking, it would be easier for them to hunt Silver Lantern together with Ash and others than to attack Ash. But don't forget that Silver Lantern is a magician who is good at disguise and hiding. If she is willing to hide, they may not be able to find her!

Moreover, Silver Lantern's cunning and fighting skills have left too deep an impression on them. Compared with Silver Lantern, Ash and the other four are actually easier to deal with in their eyes. As long as they seize this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, all problems can be completely solved!

They just need new sense of touch to be born in the dead city, they don’t care who the sense of touch is!

Therefore, the Gunnery Sanctuary must take advantage of the alliance and unleash the fastest and most powerful miracle, striving to pierce Ash's head before he can react!

Ash was still thinking about how much information he was about to reveal. By the time he noticed something was wrong, the tip of the gun was about to touch his eyeball.

However, while the Gunnery Sanctuary was looking for an opportunity to assassinate Ash, others were also looking for an opportunity to hunt them.

Bang!

Ash tilted his head back and immediately raised his sanctuary, easily dodging the gun shadow that had already dissipated.

The Gunnery Sanctuary failed at the last moment.

Because he is dead.

The "sanctuary" has already taken effect once, pulling them into the highest level of time cage. But if they still want to kill each other in the cage, then the "sanctuary" can do nothing.

Ash saw the Gun Sanctuary suddenly break into pieces before his eyes, its body looking like a bursting meatball or a slapped mosquito. The blood drops, fragments, internal organs, and bones that were about to fly away were all frozen in midair, breaking free from the time cage at the moment of the master's death and entering the normal passage of time.

In this bloody composition of fragmented wreckage, Ash saw a phantom appearing not far away. On her long-gloved arm rested a silver cicada. Tonight, she was wearing a dark red dress, a veil and a small hat, as if she was attending a banquet, noble, charming, yet dangerous.

Silver lamp!

As soon as she appeared, she instantly killed the Gunnery Sanctuary!

The first death appeared in the "Shelter".