I am the former civilized hero.

Now the Intelligence Department no longer dares to monitor him, and no one knows where Ryan has gone.

After resting for many days, it's time to start working.

Ryan rode his motorcycle out of the city, passed through a countryside full of crops, and came to the coast. He took out the tactical terminal and took a look. The destination had been determined last night.

There are three sources of collapse in Northern Europe, and they are very close to each other.

Having received two surprises, Ryan was more cautious this time. He not only looked through all the high-collapse source records of Skynet in the past half month, but also selected the nearest area.

Even if there really is a surprise, with Sakura and Alicia around, it will be as steady as an old dog.

Go quickly and come back soon.

Amid the sound of waves crashing against the shore, he slowly floated up, rising to a height of a thousand meters, and then slowly accelerated.

This time Ryan used the power of wind, which had far less explosive power than the power of thunder, but had the advantage of less consumption and longer movement distance, just like being pushed and being able to float far away.

Moreover, when accelerating continuously, it is definitely not slow, and gives people a unique feeling.

Freedom, yes, freedom.

Ryan felt as if he had turned into a flying bird, flying through the clouds. With just a little effort, he could change his posture immediately.

This was not an emergency stop and change of direction, but it was smoother and more elusive. He finally understood why the Herrscher of Wind was like a loach.

It has average instantaneous destructive power, extremely fast reaction speed, and also has detection and stealth capabilities.

Being above the Roaring North Sea, Ryan did not have to worry about damaging public property, so he practiced the use of his authority one by one.

The air distorted the light, creating an invisibility-like effect. An invisible wall of air stretched across the sky, killing migrating seagulls headfirst. The sea seemed to have life, being divided or closed. Sometimes the sea surface was calm, but there were undercurrents as sharp as knives, and it would soon be filled with dead fish.

"It's very useful. There are many ways to use the power to create ideal fluids. It's an excellent auxiliary."

Ryan gradually discovered some shortcomings, that is, the instantaneous damage was relatively low and the gathering speed was also relatively slow. No wonder the Herrscher of Wind always liked to keep a distance.

But, I'm different.

Ryan changed direction deftly in the air, dived, raised his left hand to distort the air, and the falling snow was blocked by the invisible shield. He gathered the lightning spear in his right hand and threw it into the distance.

boom--

The mountains on the coast disintegrated in the explosion, but what was even more strange was that the scattered rubble and shock waves were pressed back by an invisible hand.

Hey.

Ryan landed in the snow, gently twisted his neck, and looked at the 'intact' mountain.

I am a master of both wind and thunder!

Chapter 159 This is the Abandoned Area

It took several hours to cross the North Sea, which was not slow. It was still extremely cold in Northern Europe, with snow more than a foot thick, and there were several capsized ships in the frozen sea.

The surroundings are covered in snow, with occasional birds flying by, and the sound of waves crashing behind you, it is indeed a natural wonder.

Ryan looked at the magnificent snowy landscape with a bit of nostalgia. He was born in Northern Europe and had a fairly comfortable childhood.

The family was wealthy, owning a castle and an entire hunting ground. Even without the right of inheritance, they would still be able to get a large share of the property.

"Thinking back, I really let myself go."

Ryan glanced at the gray sky with a bit of self-mockery. This was the standard start of an idle prince, cursed to live a life of idleness and waiting for death. Although those days were powerless, they were particularly happy.

In the winter, I would stay in the castle, soak in the hot springs, lift up the maids' skirts, rub my lips against their screams, and pray that the dragon would awaken soon so that I could kill everyone, until that day comes.

It seemed to be this kind of winter when I saw a document on my desk with the seal of Fire Moth on it, and then painful memories came flooding back.

He immediately understood where he was. He was confused for a few days before he quickly adjusted his plan and somehow ended up here.

'I really don't know whether this is lucky or unlucky.'

Ryan pinched his brows and it took him a long time to break free from his memories. He studied the tactical map while leaving the coast.

According to Skynet's observations, a source of Honkai with a power of about 1000 HW appeared three days ago. According to the Honkai concentration effect, this time should not be too far away, and there is no artificial concentration phenomenon like the Fourth Herrscher.

This is basically certain to be a Judgment-level Honkai beast. With a radius of 500 kilometers and three high-level Honkai sources, there are two situations.

First, these are all traces of the movement of this Honkai beast; second, there are more than one higher-level Honkai beast.

Now the Fire Moths have ended their hunting activities, the material library has been saturated, and they have also found that hunting is meaningless. As long as the collapse reaches the threshold, new monsters will be born, and each hunt will consume huge resources.

It is so helpless. The enemy is there, but we cannot attack. Billions of people have to be supplied with increasingly scarce resources, and large areas of abandoned areas have to be left behind.

However, in that hunt, the Nordic region had little harvest. The third team stationed there, that is, Razor's team, spent a long time but failed to hunt down a high-level Honkai beast.

"It's like they're deliberately playing hide-and-seek, and being so close to the Herrscher of Wind, there's probably something wrong."

On the map, this is a large area marked in gray. If you zoom out, you can also see red and blue areas.

According to the League of Nations rules and the proposal of Fire Moth, the earth is now divided into occupied areas, abandoned areas and controlled areas.

Needless to say, the occupied area has been occupied by Honkai beasts. The air is filled with deadly Honkai energy. The few humans can only survive in the cracks, and most of these survivors have been infected with Honkai disease, so it makes no difference where they die.

The controlled area is like southern Britain, mostly centered on giant cities, with good order and adequate supply of materials. Except for the occasional appearance of Honkai beasts, it is no different from the peaceful old world.

"The abandoned area is somewhere in between. The Fire Chaser has retreated, but the Honkai Impact has not yet invaded."

Ryan discovered that there were many such areas, such as Africa, where 70% of the control was left to nature, with only coastal strongholds under control.

These areas have some common features, such as harsh natural environment, deep inland, no important resources and large cities, and useless strategic location.

This is a very normal practice. The Fire Moths must concentrate their forces and there is not much room for waste of resources. You know, maintaining order is much more difficult than hunting down Honkai. Just transporting daily necessities is an astronomical figure.

"Then the rich and powerful all moved away, just like Lion City became more prosperous, leaving ordinary people to fend for themselves. Humans, even at the end of the world, there are still noble and humble people."

Ryan's smile turned into a mocking one, but he knew there was no way around it. The human territory was shrinking, and if everyone was migrated out fairly, the Fire Moths would not be able to bear it.

Just like the underground shelter in a certain ball, not everyone can enter. I heard that New York’s residency is even higher than that.

It is the last refuge of mankind. Even if the world is destroyed, everyone wants to be the last to die.

"I can't care about so many things. Let me get the intelligence first." Ryan didn't think much about it and went straight into the snow.

Just like the Battle of Britain, the key to breaking the deadlock lies in a settlement of survivors. Without that information, Ryan would not have been able to seize the opportunity.

The satellites in the sky will never be as good as the natives who grew up here. The failure of the third team further proves the problem. Ryan looked at the map again and headed northeast.

The wind and snow grew stronger, and the entire sky and earth were covered in white. All around were rolling mountains and a bay with rolling waves. No Honkai beasts could be seen in this place, nor were there any signs of human existence.

The nearest Fire Moth stronghold was in Gothenburg, several hundred kilometers away. All the original government agencies had been evacuated. Ryan passed through several abandoned villages and saw no signs of destruction, only some houses buried in the snow.

He gradually understood why the fire moths had to retreat. These damn places were not worth defending at all.

It's not fair that some people enjoy order while others return to chaos, but this is reality.

Ryan stopped briefly in a log cabin and lit a bonfire, which finally dispelled the cold.

"This damn place is so cold, there's not even any signal."

He took out his cell phone and took a look at it, then wrapped his windbreaker tightly around him, thinking that the Earth was too big, no wonder he hadn't found the Herrscher of Ice before.

"There should be towns about ten kilometers further northeast. According to the analysis of the Ministry of Intelligence, there are still tens of thousands of people left in this area. They have not been able to obtain the right of residence in Gothenburg and can only stay here."

The right of residence is equivalent to a passport, and is mostly decided by lottery. Without it, you cannot get asylum and can only do the lowest level of work. It is better to live freely in an abandoned area.

This is the coldest rationality, and it seems to be working quite well now. At least those who have residency rights are living a comfortable life, without everyone starving or freezing.

Of course, the people here did not accept their fate. Just like the wreckage of the ship in the bay, they tried their best to run to Britain, but the smart ones were always in the minority.

"Most people have to stay in this hellhole, fighting against nature, breaking through the bottom line of being human, struggling under the proposition of survival, which is essentially no different from Montpellier."

Ryan looked at the leaping flames and suddenly raised his right hand.

boom--

The door was suddenly kicked open, and a figure wrapped in a white cloak jumped in. He raised the automatic rifle in his hand, pointed it at Ryan's back, and pulled the trigger directly.

No bullets flew out because the rifle turned into a pile of parts in his hand, and before he could react, the invisible hammer hit his chest.

Boom!

An entire wall collapsed, and the people who were knocked into mud fell into the snow, rolled a few times, and were silent.

"I finally found a place to hide from the snow, and you guys come to welcome me so soon." Ryan looked out through the hole and saw several snowmobiles, then he snapped his fingers.

Da da da da.......

Intense gunfire immediately rang out, piercing the wooden wall, shattering the glass, and tearing the campfire, until a man raised his hand and the gunfire stopped.

"Hold the fire, move closer and see if he is dead."

A few beams of flashlight light pierced the darkness, looking very skilled. This logging cabin was actually a bait and had already caught many fish that wanted to go to Gothenburg.

The man squinted his eyes, put on a new magazine, and looked at the light of the flashlight. After a few seconds, he frowned.

What about people?

Soon, when doubts remained in his mind, the flashlights went out one by one, and there was no sound in the wind and snow. The mysterious scene made him break out in a cold sweat.

No, this is not a human at all!

Without any hesitation, he threw the rifle behind him, spread his legs and ran towards the snowmobile. He stopped after just a few steps, as if he was pinned down by the darkness.

There was a man sitting on a motorcycle loaded with miscellaneous items. His gray windbreaker looked extremely thin in the heavy snow, and the same gray eyes stared at him casually. A trembling feeling rose from his feet to his forehead.

Then, before I could even pull the trigger, my body stopped responding.

"What's your name?" Ryan asked casually, brushing the snow off his shoulders.

"Obuin."

"What are you doing here?"

"They robbed passers-by, killing the men and stealing their supplies, and dragging the women to the town to sell them in exchange for funds. Only when they had saved enough money could they buy residency."

"Why do you do this?"

The man paused and replied, "I want to live."

It seems that I asked a nonsense question.

Ryan grinned and nodded heavily. It had been less than a day since he came out, but life in Lundum had become strange, just like the song in Eden that had disappeared from his ears.

He asked some more questions, such as where the nearest town was, how many people there were, who the leader was, the connection with the Fire Moth, and of course the most important thing, the news about the upper-level Honkai beast.

After Obuin answered one by one, Ryan gently moved his fingers. A high-speed airflow cut across his neck like a knife, and a head flew into the sky.