A gloomy and dark sky.
Dark clouds were heavy, drizzle was falling, and the slightly cold air was mixed with mist, covering the dimly lit mountain forest.
A long wind with the smell of blood passed through the forest, causing the branches and leaves of the trees to sway, revealing a narrow path trampled by wild beasts.
The path is difficult to navigate, and the wet mud during rain is like a swamp, which can bite the soles of people who pass by. Coupled with the rugged mountains and the possibility of wild animals, even the most experienced loggers and hunters cannot Would love to pass by here at this time.
But there are always some people who cannot go this way due to some compelling reasons.
A tired girl with red hair and pointed ears and a pair of dragon wings on her back was stumbling and trudging forward along this beast path.
There was a knife wound deep into the bone on her right arm. The wound was scorched by the high temperature and turned into a mixture of blood scab and charcoal. There was a large hole in her abdomen that was almost transparent from front to back, and the wriggling internal organs could be seen. The wings on her back were also They were all covered with arrow wounds, the wing membrane had been completely torn, and one or two arrowheads that had not been pulled out could even be seen stuck in the flesh.
The girl was so seriously injured that it would not be surprising even if she died immediately, but she could still grit her teeth and move forward desperately on the trail. Not only that, as time passed, the girl's injuries seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, only ten Within a few minutes, most of the minor scars had healed.
Not long after, the dragon-winged girl stopped. She felt some itching in her wings, so she simply frowned, reached out and pulled out the arrow embedded in the flesh, and saw a stream of black blood spurting out. It turned out that the wounds on the girl's wings had mostly healed, and the regenerated muscles squeezed the arrowheads, causing numbness and itch.
"It's only thanks to you that I can escape with my life..."
The girl touched her robe with a complex expression. This simple white robe was emitting a faint light at this time. The light was extremely pure and holy. It gently brushed over the girl's body and healed everything on her body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wound.
The injury gradually improved, and the girl began to trek through the forest again, heading deeper. The dense forest was extremely oppressive in the rain. The branches and leaves of the tall trees were like thick umbrella covers, completely cutting off the flowing wind, leaving only the damp and dull rain. gas. The soft mud like a swamp clings to the soles of the shoes, making it take more effort to lift the feet. Deep in the dark forest, there are rustling sounds, like the sound of some creature moving, which is unsettling.
But the Dragon Wing girl was not afraid of this. She looked in the direction of the noise and showed what she thought was a fierce expression. This expression would probably not scare even a five-year-old child outside, but at the same time, a The power from the giant dragon also pressed in that direction.
Suddenly, the dull mountain forest boiled, with ripples appearing on the surface of a calm lake like a huge stone thrown into it. Countless strange-shaped black birds with three legs flew out from the branches and leaves, and beasts of prey could be heard hurriedly trampling on the fallen leaves and heading towards them. The sound of fleeing in the distance.
Although it is not the power of a pure dragon, the pressure from the top of the food chain is still very useful even if it is a little weaker.
Moreover, this dragon's power not only drives away wild beasts, it also seems to awaken something.
The dark forest suddenly began to squirm. This is not a description, but a real situation. Just the second after the dragon-winged girl issued her dragon power, the originally quiet forest suddenly began to move like a living creature. The ground is undulating, and there are traces of countless tree roots crisscrossing each other.
"Hilya Ferragni, you shouldn't be here."
Finally, a group of twisted tree roots protruded from the ground, mixed with soil to form a huge half-human shape more than ten meters high. On the head of this huge tree man, a dark green flame burned in the black single eye socket. Light, it said to the dragon-winged girl in front of it in a low and low voice: "You and the pursuers behind you are not welcome in the forest of Anchuan..."
The tree man who was about to drive away the uninvited people suddenly stopped.
Because the girl named Hilya took out a gem that exuded a warm light.
This is a translucent sea-blue drop-shaped gemstone, with a hazy luster like water mist flowing on it. The rainbow-like colorful light is refracted in the water mist, making it look extremely gorgeous.
"The great king of the forest, the controller of the swamp, Your Excellency Urbandeni, I am willing to offer this sacred stone in exchange for your protection."
Hilya's voice was dry and hoarse. The white robe could heal her injuries, but it could not bring the girl's lost blood back to her body. After saying this, she simply removed the stone in her hand. The gem was thrown to a giant tree man named Urbandeni.
The tree man also took the gem. It stared at the gem with its one eye that seemed to contain a sea, and was almost a condensed gem of pure energy. It was silent for a long time.
Finally, it sighed humanely and shook its head.
"...The King of Anchuan cannot refuse your offering."
The hand made of countless tree roots sunk into a small opening, allowing the sea-blue gem to enter its body. The huge tree man turned its head, and the dark green flames looked at the girl. It said in a rumbling voice: "You and I Flesh and blood life is different and will never violate its own principles. Your offering pleases me, so I will protect you for twenty days."
"But remember, a little girl with dragon blood only has twenty days."
As he spoke, the huge tree man gradually disintegrated, recovered into countless tree roots, and retracted into the earth. However, the magic shook the atmosphere and still made a low sound like thunder: "The army of the dead will arrive in the forest in three days." Edge, you must stay in the deepest part of the forest, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."
"Yes, Your Excellency Urbandeni."
After hearing the other party's promise, Hilya immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Her body softened and she leaned against the big tree behind her.
The girl is extremely tired. She has been exhausted by the enemy's pursuit for many days. But now, she has arrived at the Forest of Dark River, one of the few neutral sanctuaries in the dark world. Within twenty days, her safety will be guaranteed. provide the minimum protection.
And just when the red-haired girl with dragon wings looked like she was about to fall asleep, the voice of the huge tree man sounded in the forest again.
"A piece of advice, a girl with dragon blood."
At this time, Urbandeni's tone had become much softer: "In this era when the shadows of the dead are resurrected and demons are dancing, one person is of no use. Why don't you go to the gathering place of survivors in the west and talk to them Fight those monsters together?"
But Hilya didn't reply, something unexpected happened suddenly.
She looked at the robe she was wearing at a loss, her expression full of confusion.
For some reason, the white and simple robes suddenly lit up with extremely conspicuous silver light patterns. These light patterns were extremely complicated. They overlapped each other and finally converged into several simple runes that contained infinite mysteries. Lines, these lines are emerging layer by layer with four different kinds of light: white, silver, cyan and colorless, and finally converge into a ball of holy white light.
"What are you doing? Stop it!"
Urbandeni seemed to notice something. Countless tree roots were entangled, and a huge tree man rose from the ground again. It stretched out its hand, as if it wanted to stop the girl's robe from moving.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
"call---"
Accompanied by the roaring sound of a long wind blowing across the mountains, rivers and swamps, the entire mountain forest shook. A dazzling beam of light centered on the dragon-winged girl, shot high into the sky, and penetrated in an instant. Overcome the dark clouds and reach the end of the world.
"Again... again?"
Hilya pressed her forehead and looked at her robe that was spinning spontaneously. She had encountered a similar thing almost a year ago. That time, the robe that suddenly became active spontaneously emitted almost The endless light wiped out the army of dead shadows chasing her, causing the angry enemy to send out a pursuit team several times larger than before, allowing her to flee for her life to this day.
But now... Hilya raised her head and looked at the holy beam of light centered on herself. She had a vague premonition in her heart.
Suppose, last time, it was a miracle created by some magical resonance.
So this time, it was his mysterious robe passed down from his ancestors that made an active call to the distant place.
"I was hunted down because of you, but I was saved again and again because of you."
Because of this pure white robe, the girl who had been struggling since the cataclysm murmured to herself in a tone of hatred or confusion, "But until now, I don't know why..."
"How many secrets are there behind you..."
The huge tree man stared at this beam of light. It retracted its hand, and then whispered to itself in a tone of unknown emotion: "...the light of the saint."
"Will the predicted day really come... This dark world..."
Another world, a few days after this scene.
The black-haired warrior let his weapons work on their own to clean the body of the black dragon beside him, while he stood aside and looked at the urgent message that the communications officer had brought before him.
"What's going on, you actually need to use special urgent communication?"
Joshua opened the envelope strangely and scanned the few lines of words on it.
—In the target world, the objects inherited by the fourth sage have resonated and actively sent out coordinates.
After verification, the authenticity of the coordinates can be 100% confirmed.
He lit the letter on fire and turned it into a cloud of smoke. Joshua stood there thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?"
Number 3 floated in mid-air in front of the warrior. She looked at the dark-haired man's naturally raised corners of his mouth and asked curiously: "Why do you look so happy?"
"nothing."
After answering casually, Joshua raised his head and looked at the rare clear sky in Moldavia.
The sun in the northern region is not very hot, but it is very dazzling, but the soldier just stared directly at the sun, and the fire burning in his eyes could not be suppressed even by the bright sunshine.
"Just a little excited about the adventure to come."
In the middle of the chapter about the coming of the demonic tide, the chapter before the battle with Herras was really in a bad state when I wrote it due to my grandmother's death and jet lag from all kinds of flights... But it's finally coming to an end.
I saw some people saying condolences in the comments. Although I am very grateful, I must explain that this happened more than half a month ago, which was the time when I stopped updating. There is no need to say condolences now... and do I have my author number? It’s tied to a mobile phone, so I can’t leave a message in the book review area.
(End of chapter)