The great elder did not speak, but was deliberating in his heart. The name Valhalla comes from an ancient legend. It is said that there is a fantasy country in the trade wind ring, a resting place for warriors, where one of the most primitive fire species in the world of Vaughan is stored.
As long as the fire is lit, the order of the Kalanga Peninsula will be rebuilt, and it is possible to form a vast guarded land like the Cruz Empire.
The druids of the Deadwood Council have guarded this secret for generations. This is why they have long wanted to enter the trade wind ring and explore the truth about this peculiar atmospheric circulation phenomenon.
But Valhalla is like a legend, it is there, and it is not there. Numerous druids passed through the periphery of the trade wind ring and entered the Kalanga Mountains but found nothing.
The only gain is the ruins near the center of the trade wind ring.
But the elder knew very well that what Andrew and the others found was actually only the outer area of the ruin. The center had to enter the storm circle, which was the central area of the trade wind ring, and no one could surpass it.
Thinking of this, the old man raised his head and looked at Brando: "Mr. Brando, the changes in the trade wind ring over the last few days, presumably Elder Grey Crow told you before he came?"
Brando nodded, the changes in the trade wind ring came from the ups and downs of the magic tide, which must have been not the matter of these days.
"In fact, he kept the truth of the facts. The trouble we encountered was far greater than this." The elder replied slowly.
Brando didn’t say anything when he heard these words. He looked at the seventeen elders of druids, and the gray crows were eighteen. These should be all the elders of the Ring of Sky in this area—even the three. An arch druid—he suddenly understood a little bit the meaning of their gathering here.
The druids are in trouble, and it doesn't sound like a small trouble, otherwise they wouldn't be in a hurry to find themselves.
However, he did not take the opportunity to speak loudly, but nodded silently.
The elder seemed to be very satisfied with Brando's attitude. The young man's humility made the old man think that this indeed seemed to be a human being with whom he could associate: "The ring of trade winds."
He quoted: “This atmospheric circulation starts at the eastern end of the Kalanga Peninsula and surrounds the Kalanga Mountains. It is the most spectacular natural scene in the south of Vaughan. On a clear day, even in Tonigel and Fara. In the Da region, you can also see this white cloud wall traversing east-west and hanging down in the southern sky of Eruin in the distance—"
"Lantoniland Geography", the work of Master Tulaman—" Brando said in a little surprised. He thought that these druids really didn't matter to the world, but they still seemed to have contact with the civilized world. It's just not known to the world.
The Grand Elder nodded: "The Ring of the Sky is a loose organization. The druids have their own business and have been monitoring the movements in the Black Forest for a long time. And our Deadwood Council is here, and it has guarded the letter for generations. The secret of the Ring of Wind."
The old man turned his head and looked through the top of the tree canopy, looking at the white cloud wall that ran between the sky and the earth in the south—the thick cloud layer reached up to tens of thousands of meters, and everything stretched infinitely, and some birds were in the sky. Wings are spread out in the sky with the wall as the background, but they are as tiny as black dots.
"This black forest south of Tonigel has always been called the barbaric closest to civilization within the ring of sky. It is the most stable black forest around the world of Vaughan."
"Not to mention that Tonigel on the border is rarely attacked by monsters, and it is difficult to see monsters even in areas deep into the forest border."
Brando listened to the description of the Druid Grand Elder, and he nodded in agreement. The other party was telling the truth. The black forest on the Tonigel border is indeed known for being gentle—otherwise the players of Eruin back then Nor will it be the first time to venture into the Black Forest from here.
They are also less likely to complete the feat of going deep into the Kalanga Mountains at such an early time.
"The reason is because of the ring of trade winds, right?" the young lord asked.
Not only did he start the Grand Elder by this opening, the other seventeen druid elders, including Grey Crow, couldn't help but look at it with an incredible expression.
"how do you know?"
"This time we entered the Black Forest for a month. We encountered thunderstorms twice, snow fell once, 11 days of wind and sunshine, three days of scorching sun like summer, the rest were cloudy," Brando told them Turning a blind eye to his surprise, he continued to talk: "There is exactly one week when the day is less than six hours, and there is one day when there is no night."
"This is the Black Forest. The deeper the forest, the more obvious the changes and the more violations of common sense."
"But in such a volatile wilderness, there is a huge atmospheric circulation that has never changed. The trade wind reaches the Kalanga Peninsula every year. With abundant rain, does it represent a potential order?"
He looked at the Great Elder.
With a bang, the cane in the hands of the elder fell to the ground, but the old man did not bend over to pick up his cane, but looked at Brando with a complicated look: "...You, you really know this well."
"Yes, as you guessed." The old man paused for a while before continuing to follow Brando's words: "We have discovered more than a hundred years ago that the trade wind ring stabilizes the order in this area. However, this situation has changed in recent days."
"What's the matter?" Brando asked.
"It seems that some kind of change has taken place in the ring of trade winds. Mr. Brando, the area we could easily enter in the past, is now becoming dangerous. The forest is perilous, and the ancient trees no longer provide us with guidance. Inside... Inside..." The old man seemed to be considering a suitable description: "It's like being shrouded in a huge fog. He can't see or hear anything."
"Is it just that?"
"No, since the last few weeks, people who entered the forest have been attacked and some have been injured as a result, but fortunately no one has been killed."
After listening to Brando, he asked: "So you are worried, this is a sign. The power of the trade wind ring is gradually weakening, and it may be destroyed once, once the trade wind ring collapses, the Kalanga Peninsula will be stable. The factor of "no longer exists. The violent magic power brought by the big tide will erode this area, even Tonigel will be affected, and the original guardian place will be wiped out?"
Brando's words hit the point, and the elder nodded with a heavy face.
Their worries are not unreasonable, and the current Eruin Kingdom is simply unable to go south, and once the Kalanga Peninsula undergoes a devastating change, Tonigel, and even the entire Jandner region may regress into the wild.
"You guessed right, it's possible," Brando thought for a while and replied, "But this problem is not impossible to solve."
"Is there a way?" Andrew blurted out. They, the elders, discussed things that they didn't get for half a month. How did this young man solve the problem with one sentence
He couldn't help but look at each other, thinking that this Lord Lord is not talking big words, right
"I'm also very strange," Brando replied. "Since you know the tide, how come you don't know the connection between the two?"
"You mean?" The elder was taken aback: "The weakening of the ring of trade winds was caused by the tide?"
"If the enemy is strong, I am weak. Isn't this obvious?"
"But wait, Mr. Brando! The previous big tides were only a matter of one hundred years, and the Magic Moon didn't have such a strong influence!" the elder asked in surprise.
Brando patted his forehead and suddenly realized that the problem was: "You don't know the millennium tide?"
"what is that?"
"The super tide once in a thousand years, the last tide ended the year of chaos, and this time the tide is coming soon, the ring of trade winds is obviously affected by it and has undergone an abnormal change." Brando replied.
The druids no longer suspected that the young lord was talking big at this moment, and their faces changed.
"I remember," Andrew said suddenly: "Last time you were in the firs collar, you told me that you said,'This era is about to end, and the period of the magic moon is coming-the last magic tide is over. No one knows what the chaotic years will be like this time. In such an environment, if you want to suppress the growth of the Black Forest, it is tantamount to a fantasy.'"
The burly elder druid exclaimed in annoyance: "Oh, damn it! I didn't notice at all at the time. I thought you were talking about ordinary magic moon tides, sir!"
Brando looked at the dozen or so druid elders strangely: "But didn't you ask the other members of the Sky Ring for their opinions? I remember that although your organization is loose, you still have a headquarters in the Holy Land. Well, isn’t there a lot of pre-epoch documents preserved there? Isn’t anyone aware of the big tide?"
"That's it," the elder replied. As for why Brando knew the secrets of their druids, he was not surprised-he was now guessing whether this young man had something to do with the druids, otherwise How do you know so much knowledge about druids: "We druids rely on trade winds to transmit information. It takes at least one season to go back and forth, but the next season is spring, which is the season of Lord Goddess. When we receive a reply, at least It was also summer."
"That's it." Brando nodded.
"Okay," he said: "Let's go back to the topic and talk about how to solve this problem. If we have to wait until after the summer, I'm afraid I can't wait that long."
"Then Lord Lord, is there any way?" The elder also changed his name.
"There is no way," Brando replied, "Only change with the same."
"what do you mean… ?"
"Valhalla."
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