Alone and Infinite.

Chapter 502 Dark night falls
The sunlight outside wasn't glaring; the sun was already slightly setting in the west, bathing the entire city in a golden glow.

Ogan is not a large town; the small brick and stone buildings stretch out in a continuous line.

The city is dotted with fountains, and clear water flows gently in the gutters along the roads.

Every short interval, various plants of different shapes are ingeniously planted, which, combined with the high-hanging magic crystal lamps, creates a strong sense of fantasy.

Most of the city's residents had rosy complexions, and their languid gait exuded a sense of tranquility.

This shows that they are basically worry-free in their lives; otherwise, they would not be so carefree.

Li Xia strolled through the city of Ogan, carefully observing any possible clues.

The search for the Burning Heart Cult is not something that can be done by simply grabbing someone and asking them questions.

The fact that the Temple of Light deemed it qualified to be the first main questline is enough to show that this quest is more difficult than imagined.

But he won't leave Ogan City, otherwise the Temple of Light wouldn't have left him here.

The temple doesn't simply throw people into a dead end; it's like tossing an apostle a tangled ball of yarn.

Even if something seems complicated or difficult, there will always be a starting point.

When you first arrive, the temple gives you the opportunity to find the thread.

Just like all the worlds Li Xia had experienced before, none of them were any different.

"Talk about it"

Li Xia suddenly stopped and patted the street lamp beside him. The iron lamp post felt cold to the touch, and the rust added a touch of roughness to the coldness.

"Have you noticed that the worlds we experience are mostly Western fantasy? No, they should all be Western fantasy."

Never seen this before. A world style I'm familiar with?

Awoo poked its head out from under the cloak's shoulder, frowned in thought for a moment, and answered uncertainly:

"These worlds were chosen by the Temple of Light, and perhaps they are related to the Temple?"
Perhaps the Temple of Light simply favors this kind of world?

This question may seem puzzling, but it has actually puzzled Li Xia for some time.

The void is so vast that the number of worlds is comparable to the sands of the Ganges, numbering no less than hundreds of millions.

All sorts of ecosystems, mechanisms, societies, and even races will become reality in the face of an absolute number.

This naturally includes world styles that one is familiar with, and it is by no means obscure.

The problem is, he just hasn't encountered it; he's never even heard of it.

"Boss, do you think it's possible?"

It said in a low, mournful voice:
"The Hall chose these worlds to reduce the difficulty of the Apostles' trials?"
For example, if a world is full of green-skinned creatures or slimes, the apostle would shine as brightly as a firefly in the dark.
"I'm afraid the tasks won't be easy."

Li Xia nodded thoughtfully. This was indeed a completely new perspective; he hadn't considered it from this angle before.

As for the global style, that's probably really a matter of taste and preference within the elite circles.

The Hall of Light is filled with Earthlings from 4399 parallel worlds, but very few are of Asian descent.

The largest group is predominantly white Westerners, followed by Blacks and Hispanics.

Not only are there few Asians, but there are also few Arabs from the Middle East.

He remembered discussing this issue with Madaro.

As a top scientific expert in reality, Madaro has his own views on this.

And he revealed one of his ideas in a very subtle way.

"The temple may have restrictions when accepting apostles, or rather, they may have their own preferences."

Li Xia shook her head, pulling her wandering thoughts back.

We've gone too far off track; it's time to focus our energy on the task at hand.

As the sun gradually set, the small town became increasingly tranquil.

The return of people has become a bit more hurried, and some shops along the street have already put up Magic Lights in front of their doors.

What concerned Li Xia was that the vast majority of shops showed no intention of opening for business, but were instead preparing to close.

Only the shops with their lights on displayed unusual bouquets and strange utensils on their stalls.

This attracted passersby to stop and generously buy the flowers and utensils. Li Xia stood watching for a while, and only spoke up when a kind-looking middle-aged woman happily walked over with the bouquet and utensils.

"Oh, you're talking about this?"

The older woman carefully picked up the bouquet, held it up, and said with a smile:

"Are you from out of town? These are decorations for the festival. The festival is coming soon, and everyone will bring out things to decorate for the celebration."

This is a tremendous honor!

Festival of Sacrifices?
Li Xia's expression shifted, vaguely sensing that his mission might be related to this festival of gods.

He politely thanked him and was about to leave.

Then she heard the older woman call her name again. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered:
"By the way, stranger, the nights have been rather unsettling lately."

I heard there are monsters appearing—

The reason we want to celebrate the festival is that we want to use the celebration to quell the monsters.

So try not to go out at night.

Li Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, but quickly calmed them down.

He nodded his thanks again and turned to leave.

The old woman was left alone in the shadows, holding flowers in her hands.

"Boss, should we sneak out or find a place to hide?"

Aowu is somewhat sensitive to the unwarranted kindness of strangers, but more importantly, she doesn't believe in her own luck.

I asked someone on the street and happened to meet a local who could give me advice.

"lurking"

Li Xia said without hesitation:
"Something has definitely happened in this city, that's for sure."

"Why?"

"Because of Collins."

Li Xia glanced at the residents hurrying home; only a small portion of the setting sun remained visible on the horizon.

The darkness was gradually spreading towards this place from afar.

Without further hesitation, Li Xia led Aowu and Heitan quickly toward the tavern.

"Collins is the bishop of the Church of the Holy Word in Augan, and by all accounts, he is the most distinguished person."

He was practically the local tyrant of Ogan, yet this very person personally handled a drunken brawl in the tavern.

This is not normal! "

Li Xia turned a corner, and a small tavern was located on the street corner in the distance.

"So something must have happened in Ogan that made Collins extremely concerned, even to the point of personally inspecting the city."

Don't overlook any suspicious details.

The last ray of sunlight fell on the street in front of him, which narrowed at a visible speed.

Li Xia is like a light chaser, walking towards the tavern bathed in sunlight.

Before the sun had completely set, he arrived at the tavern and was about to push open the half-closed door.

"Oh!"

The heavy door slammed shut, and from behind it came the waitress's malicious and triumphant laughter.

As the last ray of light disappeared, a mysterious rune lit up on the door, protecting the entire tavern.

Night falls.

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