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Fog.

The horrific disaster that happened just last night did not leave any traces, at least destructive traces.

That rain has erased the memories of ordinary people, but after all, there is still a lot of evidence, which has remained due to technological products. It has become the most discussed thing this morning, inexplicable and weird things. Some people even said, maybe

They have been brainwashed by aliens and so on.

In such a strange and peaceful atmosphere, Miss Witch Jillian came to the door of an antique store. She walked in front of the door and looked at the "Closed" sign hanging above.

With her induction, she was able to feel some of Farrell's breath here, but Farrell's breath eventually disappeared here.

The true face of this antique shop is a [coordinate] leading to the [inhuman realm].

It's just that the Magician's Association has temporarily closed all official [Coordinates] in Britain...so we just continue to do normal antique business here.

The witch girl took a deep breath, then ignored the "Closed" sign, opened the lock and walked into Ru Antique Shop.

There was only one clerk... and he fell directly to the ground. Of course, the clerk who passed out passed out. A shelf on the side had even fallen down, and many antiques were scattered on the floor.

Miss Witch couldn't help but shook her head. She probably knew what Farrell had done since he came here.

"What did this old guy want to do when he suddenly ran to the [Inhuman Realm]..."

Despite this, she quickly found the [Coordinates] placed here... [Coordinates] was still on, and several unconscious guys fell next to it.
Chapter completed!