The Hefeng lowered its height and swept over Dublin.

Bai Jinglan stood in front of the window, looking down at the city below, frowned and said, "Dublin is full of witchcraft, and good and bad..."

Colson asked, "So, are we landing here?"

"No."

Bai Jinglan shook his head and said, "Although this place is full of witchcraft, it is not the center of the curse. Let's see what's different in the countryside."

“What direction is it?”

"south."

"good."

Colson signaled to Melinda, who immediately accelerated and drove the Hefeng toward the countryside outside Dublin.

"Oh my goodness!"

Simmons covered his mouth and murmured in disbelief, "How could this happen..."

The natural environment in Ireland is maintained quite well. The country is covered with green trees, grasslands and rivers, so it is also known as "green island", "emerald gem" and "emerald island country".

However, not long after leaving Dublin, and then down from the sky, I saw only a desolate area. Not only was it difficult to see a trace of green, but the famous Shannon River seemed to have dried up.

The Shannon River is the longest river in the British Isles and one of the most beautiful rivers in Europe. This natural river winds from Shannonpter in Cavan, flows through the slopes of the Quelca Mountains, then to Lupuhead in Claire County, and finally into the Atlantic Ocean. The coast is full of spectacular natural beauty. With its magnificent scenery, rich wildlife and many beautiful villages, it has become a paradise for nature lovers.

However, now only the bare riverbed is seen, as well as many yellow and yellow water plants laid on the riverbed.

"I thought it was just an ordinary drought, how could it turn out to be so terrifying?"

Simmons' eyes were shining with tears. She was a Northern Irish, and she was in the same spirit as the Irish and empathized with their experience.

"This is the terrible thing about Emerald Warlock."

Bai Jinglan said lightly, "They devour the vitality of nature, absorb the energy of the earth and rivers, and create a large number of forbidden zones of life."

Colson sighed: "Ireland has always been magic...at least in stories and legends. I am curious how people here will react after they know that many of their country's myths are true."

Bai Jinglan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Maybe he nodded and let the waiter continue to serve the drinks."

There are many jokes caused by drunkenness on the Celestial Empire. In fact, there are many Irish people. Drinking has almost become a lifestyle for Irish people. While enjoying it, it also causes a series of social problems. They often talk about topics in their lives. In addition to the rainy days in Ireland, they are just how they drank last night and how they got drunk.

Colson smiled bitterly: "Mr. White, can you still joke, is there a way to deal with the Emerald Warlock?"

Bai Jinglan shrugged: "For me, it is not difficult to deal with the Emerald Warlock. The difficult thing is how to eliminate his witchcraft effect."

Simmons couldn't help asking, "Mr. White, what would happen to Ireland if witchcraft cannot be eliminated?"

Bai Jinglan said: "This place will become a new desert."

Simmons: "…"

Fitz pulled the corner of his mouth and said curiously: "Is there so many deserts on the earth that are caused by the Emerald Warlock?"

Bai Jinglan casually said: "Not only the jade warlock can make the earth desolate, many black magic have this effect. Many desert areas on the earth actually have traces of black magic."

Fitz wanted to ask again, but saw him raise his hand and pointing: "There will fall down there!"

"clear."

Melinda did not hesitate and immediately drove the plane to land.

The Hefeng is a vector aircraft that can hover at any time without picking up the landing environment, which is very convenient.

Colson asked, “Where is this place?”

Melinda replied: "Wexford County, 127 km from Dublin."

The Hefeng landed in a farm, opposite to it was a towering mountain range, and there was a small town under the mountain range.

In fact, in Europe and the United States, no matter how big the towns are, they are.

Walking down from the Hefeng, Simmons looked at the mountain range from afar and cried, "That's Mount Cropatrick..."

Melinda looked around and sighed, "This is so different from what I imagined Ireland."

Colson looked at her: "What do you imagine Ireland is like?"

"The countryside and pastoral wind is full of eyes." Melinda shook her head, "I used to want to wait for my father to be better and take him here for a trip, but now... I'm really desolate."

"We will solve this problem!"

Colson comforted her, then turned to Bai Jinglan and asked, "Mr. White, have you found anything?"

"have."

Bai Jinglan pointed to the wilderness in front of him, "I found memories from the breath here... memories about a war, memories for a long time."

Melinda wondered: "You mean the war that happened before?"

Bai Jinglan nodded: "That's right."

Melinda curiously said, "Even if there has been a war here, what does it mean to the current situation?"

Bai Jinglan touched his chin: "Those remaining fierce in memory... are slowly awakening."

This is actually a kind of undead magic, awakening the obsessions that are retained on the land and allowing them to impact the living world.

However, so far, these remnants have just become active, and it will take some time to brew before turning into a murderous evil spirit.

Or…an activated seed?

Bai Jinglan's eyes flashed and he said, "Let's keep going, go to that town to see... It seems that it is the source of witchcraft."

When Colson and the others heard this, they were immediately shocked.

Bai Jinglan looked at Mex and explained: "If an unexpected situation occurs, protect them."

"good."

This rural town is really small, with a total of less than 3,000 residents and almost no public facilities.

Bai Jinglan followed the traces of witchcraft, and his ultimate goal was locked in a tavern.

The name of this tavern is very strange - the fallen woman.

The owner of the tavern was a strong old white man. When Bai Jinglan and his group entered, he held an extremely impatient expression, and in a posture that could shoot at any time, he shouted in a bad manner: "Stop talking nonsense, I will not give my bar to you!"

Colson smiled with a sign and stepped forward, "Sir, we don't want your bar, we just want to stay here for a while."

The old white man sneered, "Did you come to lift the curse?"

Colson frowned slightly: "There are other people to lift the curse?"

The old white man simply reached out and took out a rifle from the counter, saying with disgust: "You evil wizards, I will not allow you to mess around in my bar!"

Colson slowed down and said, "Sir, we are here to help - help you, everyone, Ireland."

"While helping, you will have a big fight and razed my bar to the ground!" The old white man pushed his gun forward, "I saw it with my own eyes on the news, don't think that you will be like this in my bar!"

Colson looked at Bai Jinglan.

Bai Jinglan observed the surroundings and said lightly: "The origin of witchcraft is here, and the root of sin is here..."

Before Bai Jinglan finished speaking, the old white man said angrily: "Nothing is true, nothing happened in my tavern!"

"No, there was something happened here - a war happened a long time ago, and it was related to everything I'm going through now." Bai Jinglan moved his eyes, looked at the old white man, and said coldly, "Even the name of your bar - "Fallen Woman", is related to that war, she fell in the war."

The old white man sterned: "I don't care where she fell, whether she was in war or from the stairs- in any case, you can't be here, no matter what you want to do here!"

Colson immediately said: "We will compensate all losses caused to the tavern."

The old white man is very stubborn: "No need, you guys leave immediately!"

Bai Jinglan stared at him and sneered: "In other words, you would rather watch your country die than protect your bar?"

The old white man sneered: "So what!"

“Not very good.”

Bai Jinglan turned around and left, "I can wait for your country to die and then come back to save it - I am not the one who is anxious anyway, I want to see if your compatriots will swallow you alive because of your cold blood."

"Mr. White?!"

Colson and the others were confused.

Bai Jinglan stopped and turned his head slightly: "Colson, I hope you understand that I am a Chinese and don't owe this country anything. Their life and death have nothing to do with me. I come here to expel the curse because of good thoughts, but my good thoughts will not be given to the cold-blooded bastard... If Ireland wants to solve their disaster of destruction, let them come and ask me with sincerity!"

He looked at the old white man who was still in a bad mood and joked: "Your country could have received free treatment, but congratulations, because of your reasons, it needs to pay at least 100 billion US dollars."
Chapter completed!