The interlaced icy crevices are deep and winding, like the blood vessels of a giant beast that are intricately distributed under the glacier, but there is no blood pulsation inside, only darkness and silence, water drops dripping from the ice edge several feet long, occasionally making a ding-dong sound, breaking This silent loneliness.
A sudden sound of footsteps broke into the silence like a dream, stumbled, the sound of footsteps seemed to be chased, and it seemed to be chasing something, it passed through a continuous ice cave, and then a boy was reflected in the field of vision, boy He has dark skin, and the clothes on his body are tattered with blood stains, but his long, messy hair and eyes glow with scorching brilliance.
Yaruta panted heavily. Since entering the frost-stained forest, the sword wound on his body has not healed, the high fever has continued, and the surrounding scenery is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred to him. When his condition worsened, the ice-blue pillar even had a double image in his eyes, but in the midst of it, he could always see the figure that was far and near.
It seems to be a person, but there is always only one back. For two weeks, he has been floating in front of that. As if there was a kind of magic urging him to cross the forest and the glacier, always follow behind, and come here all the time.
But Yaruta has a dilapidated headache, and there are not many things that can be remembered in the groggy mind, but he at least remembers his father, his sister, and the hunter who died outside the frost-stained forest that day: At that time He curled up under the carriage, feeling the blood flowing from the wound on his chest and abdomen, and his body was getting weaker and lighter, as if he was about to lose all consciousness like this.
A voice entered his mind, and he only remembered that it was a neutral, emotionless voice:
"Want to live, mortal? Stand up if you want to live."
"Save me... Save me..." Yaruta remembered groaning in a daze, but he didn't get an answer. He coughed hard: "You want to save me?"
"I can't save you, but someone can."
"..." Yaruta opened her mouth wide, feeling almost breathing, let alone speaking. But immediately, an icy breath filled his heart, allowing him to regain some consciousness.
"You must come to me, come to me, you can only save yourself if you obey my orders."
"During this period, I will temporarily give you protection, but you don't have much time."
A trace of strength was injected into Aruta's body. He barely opened his eyes and saw a huge, light blue phantom standing in front of him. It looked like a ghost, but he didn't have the energy to raise his head to look at him. On the face, only the loose robe can be seen.
"Why are you saving me, other people?"
"You and your sister may have some connection with the twelfth inheritance. But this is not the key. You need my help, and I need your help."
"Sister?" Yaruta became excited when she heard this word: "Sister, she is still alive...?"
"She can't die, someone will save her."
"What about me, can I still see her?"
"Don't worry, you will always meet your sister again, just follow my orders—"
"But who are you?"
"I am a crystal, you mortals like to call me that, but I prefer my original name,'Lucis', but what you see is not me, but just a piece of information; it is difficult for me to explain to you , But you just need to understand that you need my help, and I need your help."
"Do you need my help?"
"Yes, I need you to come to me."
"By your side, aren't you right in front of me?"
The blue figure did not answer, but looked down at him, and then slowly turned around. Yaruta felt that his body seemed to be recovering faster, and there was always a voice in his heart calling him, a ghostly stranger, so he followed in a daze.
They walked into the forest one after the other, as if not paying attention to them, he passed by the black knights under Anlek, who didn't realize it. Then they walked through the forest, through the valley, through the snowfields and glaciers, without encountering a monster. Every night thereafter, the blue figure would reappear, walking unhurriedly in front of him, and the distance was erratic. .
Day after day, Yaruta had forgotten the surrounding environment, even the hunger and cold, and time, but gradually the other party moved faster and faster, leaving him less and less time.
"Yaruta, you have to accelerate."
"The time left for you is running out."
The boy also gradually found out.
His body is getting heavier and heavier. The sword wound that has not been healed is like a painful brand, which is always affecting his nerves. His steps are no longer as brisk as when he first stepped into the forest, and his thinking is sometimes sober and sometimes muddy. , Yaruta could only maintain a limited calmness most of the day, his vision became narrower and narrower before his eyes, and the surrounding scenery darkened a little bit, and finally there was a moment.
He saw the blue shadow in front disappear.
His feet were soft, and suddenly he slid down the side of the ice.
There was a series of rolling noises of broken ice in the darkness, and then quickly returned to silence.
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"Wake up, wake up, there is not much time left for you."
"Wake up—"
"I need your help."
Brando opened his eyes suddenly, and his pale forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. "When is the time—" He raised his head in confusion, the ice above his head always showed a magnificent blue color, and the whistle called "Jupis's whisper" echoed in the distance of his ear. It was the sound of a cold current passing through an isthmus in the north. At one end of the canyon, there was a huge glacier connecting the ground.
This sound has continued for years, but in fact it is still far away. It is often mistaken for a monster called number one locked in the abyss underground.
Brando looked suspiciously at the depths of the cave for a while, his eyes deep as if an insoluble mystery, he gathered the blanket that didn't seem tight, and then realized that he had a dream.
He had a weird dream. In the dream, many people walked through a shining snowfield. They were wearing weird clothes, black and white robes, and riding a pterosaur. Around them, black, huge giants gradually appeared. , Building like an obelisk, exuding a strange metallic luster, covered with a spider-web-like crystal grid, Brando recognizes that those are the wrecks of Milos-it is said that they are going to the center of the glacier, such wrecks The more.
Brando saw exactly this scene in his dream. He saw those people passing through these ancient relics to the edge of a huge rift gorge, where they held a grand sacrificial ceremony. Pushed the slave down the valley, and then threw a huge sparkling box into the abyss.
Time passed slowly in the glacier, and he saw those people settle down next to the cave dwellers on the ice sheet. But suddenly there was a dispute among them, and then they split, fight, and divided into two factions from the inside.
The loser continued to go north, while the rest stayed. The good conditions were no longer. Many old people were frozen to death on the glacier, and the young people tried to leave the glacier and go to the forest, but they fell on the migration road one by one. .
Only a few people left—
The person he dreamed of was watching on the glacier day after day, seeing the people falling down one by one with his own eyes. Death was like a plague, and finally fell on himself.
Brando vaguely remembered the last sunrise he saw in his dream. The sun rose from the west, red and huge, and the sky and the earth became blood red, as if it was a sign.
Brando retracted his gaze—
The cave is quiet and silent. Everyone has fallen asleep. There is a bright light at the far end of Brando’s vision. It is a campfire. It should be late in the night. Then, at the campfire, the ones who watched the night were Metissa and Charles. He even occasionally You can hear a low voice of conversation coming from there.
But Brando didn't intend to get up. He leaned quietly in the dark alone, and some did not understand the meaning of his weird dream. When he calmed down completely, he had realized that the scenes he saw in his dreams might be everything that the Miner saw with his own eyes, and the people he saw were probably the Miner people who crossed this glacier. .
The Miner were driven by Geert at the end of the War of the Saints, almost Chaos. About 1024, which is still before the Year of the Golden Hoof, earlier than the era of Runes and Swords, not long after that The last great demonic wave occurred. According to the records in the scriptures, the population of the entire continent was cut by almost one third during that disaster.
That was the deepest disaster Voend experienced after the Battle of the Saints.
He suddenly remembered that he saw the red and huge sun in his dream, and remembered a passage in the black prophecy: blood fell from the sky, and the disaster stopped from west to east.
Isn't that the description of the last great demon wave
But why he suddenly dreamed of a scene that happened a thousand years ago, Brando himself didn't understand, he just found it strange that he couldn't tell. He also remembered the box like the ark of the golden covenant that the Miner had thrown into the abyss in his dream. He faintly felt that his dream might be related to this box, but he knew nothing about what was in this box. , There is no relevant record in history.
Brando let out a sigh of relief, and the feeling of being spied in his heart rose again. He turned his head subconsciously, and the surroundings were silent. The ice cave was like being in the body of a sleeping behemoth, sometimes so quiet. It's heart palpitating. But Brando patrolled around vigilantly, and he clearly felt that there was always a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness.
'Brando, that will never be the guardian clan—'
He couldn't help turning his head, glanced in the direction where Aloz was sleeping, and remembered the conversation between the two in the afternoon.
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