The silver light gate disappeared as if it had never existed, leaving no trace, leaving only Brando, who was a little overwhelmed holding the box.
"Pump." Faina looked at the young man and suddenly laughed.
"Is it funny?" Brando asked angrily as he opened the box.
"Cut, this lady is willing to laugh, can you manage it?"
"Yeah, I don't know whose paw is this—" Brando glanced at his left hand, shook his head and exclaimed.
The princess of the flower and leaf collar threw away her hand like lightning, and her pink neck was stained with a blush: "How can you tell you—"
"Huh, did I promise you anything?"
Faina stared at her with clenched fists, eyes bursting with fire, as if she was about to eat Brando. The eldest lady stomped her feet and scolded dryly: "You wait and see, I will sue Master Veronica."
"Complaint? What did you say?"
The noble daughter was stunned, and suddenly blushed and stammered: "Say... and say you take advantage of me."
This woman...
Brando looked at Faina dumbfounded, never dreaming that she would make such a move. It felt like being punched to the face, and I didn't get angry for a long time.
"Do you really say that?"
"No wonder, I lied to you!" Faina snorted softly, "It's no good for me to say that, and it's too shameful to be taken advantage of by a hillbilly."
Brando was speechless.
However, if this chestless and brainless woman is really hot-headed and ran to say something that shouldn't be said to Grand Duke Huaye, he is really afraid that the Grand Duke will thunder and anger the Pegasus knight of the Cruz Empire. Arrested and brought to justice.
It was just the dispute between the two before that almost made him forget the box in his hand.
Speaking of the box in his hand, Brando soon discovered that the box in his hand seemed to be a magical item—he pulled out a long cloak from the inside like a curtain, and a corner of the cloak kept popping out of the box. The final volume was even many times larger than the box in his hand.
But no matter how magical the cloak is, if there is no activation spell, it is really no different from a curtain—not even as good as a curtain, because at least the beautiful pattern on the curtain can block the sun.
Brando shook the cloak, only to treat it as a large piece of rag, but it was a pity to lose this thing, and it was too heavy to hold it. He found that William had created a problem for himself.
He considered for a moment, wrapped the cloak in his hands, and then continued to walk forward. This underground passage shouldn’t be long. He remembered that the player recalled in his post that the other party seemed to have been traveling in the dark for more than ten minutes when he was about to give up the line and return to the city. He suddenly entered the trade wind. The center of the ring.
So it must be the same here.
He raised his head and looked up. The vascular-like "bridges" seemed to gather together at a certain point above, and the more they went up, the more obvious this was felt.
Brando silently counted the time. He took Fonia, followed by Faina, and the sound of the three people’s footsteps was particularly clear in the darkness and silence. The rustling sound echoed in his ears, not like the sound of steps on the ground. It was like some kind of sneaky shadow trailing behind them, making people shudder.
The noble daughter looked back more than once, and there was a black hole behind her. She was frightened and wanted to follow Brando, but when she thought of Brando's nasty appearance, she couldn't help but fall behind a few steps to avoid being ridiculed.
After almost half an hour, Brando felt the air around his body start to flow, which made him feel that the guy's strategy was a bit too cheating. However, when I changed my mind to timing in the dark, it was not an easy task in itself, and it was inevitable that mistakes might occur, so I was relieved.
In this way, he moved forward for a few minutes, and another stone gate appeared in front of him.
This door opens upwards, at an oblique angle to the ground. The stone door and the mysterious and historical patterns on it are immersed in darkness, like a history buried deep in dust.
But this door is much smaller than the one below, about one-tenth the size.
Originally Brando thought he needed to open the door again, but he didn't expect that they had just approached the door. The door made a creaking sound by itself, and then sank back with the dust that kept falling from it.
It's not so much sinking in, it's better to say that the door is opening back a little bit.
Brando couldn't help being stunned slightly. He didn't expect this door to be self-sensing, thinking it was quite advanced. But after the door was opened, the scenery behind immediately made him unable to tell.
Not only him, but Faina and Fonia behind him couldn't help but stare in surprise.
At first a beam of light poured out from behind the door—
This was the first time they had come into contact with the sun after entering Eternal Night from the outside world. The soft white light poured in from behind the door like water, seeping in from every pore, forming light spots on the faces of the three of them.
Then the gap between the doors became bigger and bigger, and the light became more and more. The beams of light were like sharp swords breaking through the darkness. The sharp sword pierced the dark curtain and made it fall apart. The white light like the tide suddenly became three. People wrapped in.
At that moment Brando, Faina, and Fonia couldn't help squinting their eyes.
But when their eyes adjusted to the bright environment again, the scene behind that caught everyone's heart suddenly.
The ring of trade winds is located in the core area around the center of the Kalanga Mountains, in the center of the storm circle. Brando has more than once in his imagination described the quiet area that exists in the eye of the storm.
However, just as he imagined, this was a basin surrounded by mountains, and the surrounding undulating peaks were exactly the rolling mountains they saw in the area of the Wolf’s Pass and the Rose Wall.
It’s just that the scenery here is obviously much more beautiful—
From a distance, the distant view is the atmospheric circulation surrounding the mountains. The surrounding storm forms a wall hundreds of meters above the mountain peak. For hundreds of years, no one has entered here through that invisible wall of atmosphere. .
However, only by seeing the violent and unruly wind above the midair, Brando seemed to be able to confirm that they had entered the center of the trade wind ring.
He raised his head, and in the center of the sky was a continuous cloud layer-a thick gray cloud with golden light from the edge, and the sun unscrupulously spilled from behind the cloud layer onto the vast ground.
It was as if the darkness and storms outside the ring of trade winds, and the violent magical tides did not exist.
There is peace here.
You can even see flocks of flying birds in the distance, everything resembles a scene depicted in a myth.
But Brando’s attention was immediately drawn to another thing, it was a giant tree in the middle of the basin—in fact, he wasn’t even sure if it was a tree at all. He raised his head to see the whole view of the giant tree. The canopy of the tree almost obscured half of the sky.
The huge tree trunk plunges straight into the clouds, and the huge root system under the trunk occupies almost the entire basin. Its root system penetrates deeply into the ground, covered with layers of moss. It looks like green from a distance. The mountains are generally undulating.
Brando took a breath.
This is the tree of the world—
According to legend, the druids in the ancient times also owned a golden oak tree that was'great as the sky and the earth.' The ring of the sky was also called the ring of the world at that time, and they lived around this tree for generations.
But since the collapse of Babel Tower, the World Tree was also destroyed in the flames of war, and the druids split as a result, achieving today's Sky Ring and Tree Shepherd.
But there is no record in any history that there is another world tree in this world.
Brando stared at the giant tree dumbfounded. It was not as brilliant as gold as described in the mythology, but closer to nature. The green moss and forest covered the roots and trunk of the giant tree with a layer of verdant. The green is bright green.
On the huge tree trunks, clouds and mist were lingering, and there was faint lightning passing through it.
"This isn't the one in Norse mythology..." Brando couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Is this the tree of the world in the story, Brother Brando?" Funia took a breath and asked, raising her head.
Brando nodded, and he suddenly thought of passing those column-shaped'bridges' before, maybe they were not bridges at all, but the roots of the tree of the world inserted into the ground.
The diameter of each of the thinnest roots is hundreds of meters.
Martha is on—
Brando took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes to look at this emerald green dreamlike forest. Large groups of birds were flying above the canopy, but the whole forest was silent and there was no sign of human activity.
This is Valhalla
Brando suddenly understood why Valhalla would be destroyed by a fire in the game. Although it is ridiculous to say that the World Tree would be destroyed by fire, it makes sense for such a forest to fall into flames.
"Bo... Brando?"
This stammering voice belonged to Faina, the noble lady almost bit her tongue in surprise, she just quietly tugged her face to verify if she was dreaming.
"What's wrong?" Brando looked back.
"Look at that tree—" the princess of the flower-leaf collar raised her finger and pointed to it.
Brando raised his head, and he was stunned for a moment-it was too shocking before that he didn't notice that, above the clouds, the canopy of the World Tree in mid-air had no leaves.
"Dead World Tree?" He couldn't help but lose his voice.
"No, it's not that!" Faina replied, "Some of the following!"
What else? Brando's gaze moved down, but he couldn't move anymore. His gaze was firmly nailed to the center of the world tree as if it had taken root.
There is a circle of man-made buildings around the huge tree trunk!
Or rather it is an extremely huge palace, surrounded by clouds and lightning, as if it is the residence of the gods in ancient times, even at such a distance, you can feel the majesty and magnificence of this building.
"Valhalla..." Brando blurted out.
"Then what is that?" Faina was puzzled.
But just as the young lady raised her question, Brando suddenly heard another exclamation not far away in the forest: "Chaos is here, the tree of the world!"
It was Andessa's hoarse cry.
Both of them changed their faces for a while.
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