The body of silver was like paper in the cold wind, Brando finally understood why the Azure Knight had lived and died here.
After taking a breath, the water mist turned directly into ice scum and rustled down. Brando was taken aback, and then he understood how terrifying the cold here is.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. This thought came to him immediately. He looked up and saw that he was on a glacier, and the front was white, as if it were a road. He looked back again, and there was a bottomless abyss behind him. When he moved his feet a little, countless ice chips rolled down until they disappeared.
It was pitch black under the abyss, and it was impossible to see how deep it was. Brando shivered. Although he still didn't understand the purpose of this trial, the first thing was to leave this ghost place.
He is actually no stranger to similar trials. From the extreme realm to the sage realm, there have been trials like this. Of course, the difficulty is far not as high as this one. In theory, such a trial is like a dream, but Ruth said If you die in this dream, you will really die. Brando definitely doesn't plan to test the law by himself to challenge the truth and falsehood.
However, similar trials generally have a clear purpose, to complete a certain task, or to kill a certain monster, but it is rare to throw people directly into an inexplicably harsh environment like this. What is the purpose of this trial? Is it pure survival? Brando thinks it's obviously not that simple.
He recalled the trials of the Azure Knight. There were too many legends about this legend, and even many poems were written and circulated in Vaughan. Most of these poems were similar in content, but the final result was Azure. The knight gained the approval of the mountains, and got the holy spear sky.
So is the purpose of this trial to find something
Fire scepter
Brando thought silently while advancing hard in the glacier. It didn't take long to walk before he felt that he was in trouble.
The environment here is really too bad, the wind in the glacier does not know what constitutes it, and it is frighteningly cold. His equipment and winter kits have no effect at all in the ice and snow, and the silver body does not seem to be the same. He has walked less than one mile, and he feels like an ordinary person in a single coat trekking in a blizzard— It may even be worse than that, because at least Blizzard won't do anything to human souls.
Brando soon discovered that his perception and volition attributes were slowly declining. This discovery could not help but frighten him to death. What is this thing? He had never encountered a cold wind that could cause damage to his inner attributes before.
Don't talk about encountering, even imagined it before.
And under the extremely low temperature, the metal quickly became brittle, and even the magic power attached to it had no protective effect. The soul-inspired giant sword took the lead to leave him. When he used it to support his body, this The two-handed war sword broke into countless pieces with a click, and Brando almost fell into the snow.
This almost scared him into a cold sweat, because he wasn't sure that he was going to fall down, and he had no energy left to get up again. However, the cold sweat just came out, and it formed frost immediately, and his body temperature dropped even further.
Brando had to throw away his saber and walked forward staggeringly. At this time, he began to miss the Flame Blade and the Shallow Sea Sword infinitely. The former can provide him with warmth, while the latter can be immune or at least greatly. Reduce cold damage.
However, he also understood that if this trial hadn't restored his strength in the battle of Alkhash, I am afraid that he had just been thrown into this world and had already turned into a popsicle.
So Brando had no intention of complaining. Of course, he didn’t have the energy to complain anymore. He didn’t know how long he had been walking on the glacier. The white wind roared in the world as if there was no end, but his physical strength was dripping bit by bit. Quietly slipping away, like the temperature that has been running away for a long time.
He is a perfect silver body. Although the player's silver blood is not as good as a demigod, he is at least a second-god at the level second only to the angel Akroma.
Legend has it that the god son Tankas has been chasing Leviathan at the end of the world for a hundred years. In the chaos where the law collapses, even the gods need to continuously consume the power of order to maintain the law of their own existence. , But even so, I haven't heard of Tankas being exhausted beyond the elemental barrier.
But Brando felt that he was on the verge of exhaustion after only walking in the snow for a few days and nights.
He began to feel the narrowing of his field of vision, the edges of his field of vision were darkened, his breathing became heavier, the cold air pierced his nose, and the sound of his lungs seemed to be the struggle of a dying person, or a broken bellows Fulfill the final obligation.
Not to mention this feeling after he perfected his silver body in the game, even after he stepped into the golden realm in this world, he rarely felt it—it was exhausted, exhausted, and for people with hundreds of thousands of physiques. For the strong, it is a joke to feel tired and exhausted.
The attributes of will and perception have also been reduced by nearly one-tenth in a short period of time.
But the scenery ahead is always the same.
Brando didn't know when the journey would come to an end, and he didn't know what this damn trial was for him to do, perhaps he was asked to go on like this until he was approved by the mountains.
But who knows what the hell is Gunsan's approval.
He walked for another two or three days, and the scenery in front of him remained unchanged. Later, he was almost numb, and his mind was blank. He could still feel the passing of physical energy, but now he only moved forward instinctively.
After half a month, Brando's speed began to slow down.
Every few steps he took, he had to stop and rest for a long time. He felt that his eyelids were so heavy as to weigh several thousand catties, but he instinctively did not dare to close it. Did not sit down, let alone fell in the snow.
Because Brando understands that as long as he stops, he may stay here forever.
But he is actually not quite clear in his mind, and he has no time to consider any trials, as if a chaos, only one thought is left to support all his actions:
Stay alive.
One month, two months, half a year passed in a blink of an eye.
Even though the sage's physical strength finally came to the moment when the lamp was exhausted, Brando finally fell heavily into the snow that day, and the biting cold and severe pain made him wake up all at once.
But when he was lying in the snow, he found that he didn't have the slightest strength to get up. He just lay quietly on the ground, staring at the leaden sky, letting the cold seep into his limbs. He didn't feel his hands, his feet, the area below the knees, and then stretched from the elbows to the shoulders, and he lost consciousness.
Brando tried to mobilize the power of the law in his body, but the order seemed to collapse. His eyes passed through his extreme plain to see a quiet universe-pitch black, without the slightest vitality, as if there were only endless low temperature and cold.
The stars were also extinguished, as if the dust left over after the stars burned out was still floating in the void, the whole world was no longer alive, all the laws and orders were shattered into pieces, and no longer responded to anyone's call.
This is the twilight of the gods and the world.
Brando suddenly had this kind of enlightenment in his heart. When a deity dies, it may see this kind of world.
He quietly rested his head in the soft snow, and he started to feel a trace of warmth, as if the whole person was immersed in the warm milk. He didn't know this was not an illusion, but he only felt exhausted.
Brando knew what it meant as long as he closed his eyes.
But he was unable to stop it. There seemed to be a gentle voice in his heart saying something to him, and that voice told him that he was too tired and that it was time to let go of everything.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a little strange.
That is the ground shaking.
The snow was shaking slightly, Brando blinked slightly. He had almost no energy to make this simplest action, but he quickly realized that this was not the illusion of a dying person.
The earth is indeed shaking.
And this vibration quickly became violent, as if it was originally a trickling stream, but quickly converged into a roaring river, causing the entire ground to sway and churn.
Brando took a deep breath, and finally felt his body again at this moment, as if an inexplicable force burst from his body, it came from nowhere, and instantly poured into his limbs. In the corpse, as if a warm current of heat, instantly pulled him back from the edge of darkness.
But Brando had no joy in his heart.
He knows what it is, that is his talent-unyielding. Although his strength and level have returned to before the first battle in Arkhash, his talent and profession have not changed.
He is dead, but his unyielding talent has allowed him to come back alive temporarily. Now it is the dark magic power that drives his body, just like an undead. And he knew in his heart that if he couldn't find a solution before all this was over.
Then this is just a temporary glimpse.
But Brando didn't struggle with it for too much time. He hurriedly crawled out of the snowdrift by this force. The shaking ground caused him a lot of trouble, but he still gritted his teeth and rolled. The belt climbed up and stood up.
Although he fell down in a violent shock soon, at this moment he could finally see what had happened.
He saw the white horizon as if a gust of wind was blowing.
This is not surprising, because the harsh north wind is blowing in this place all the time, but they rarely form a wall like they do now.
Yes, a wall.
Brando saw on the horizon a white wall swept forward by a blizzard.
After a moment, he recognized what it was.
The glacier is moving.
That is an avalanche.