Chapter 2147 Lost Trail Canyon

After destroying all the "Frozen Slime Monsters", Joan and Clark returned to the Folding Fortress.

Clark was lying naked in the lobby on the first floor, snoring loudly after a while.

Joan sat down at the desk on the second floor of the fortress, lit the magic candlestick, spent half an hour researching the body fluid extract of the "Frozen Slime Monster", and recorded the test results in the book.

After putting away the books, Joan took a "Meditation Capsule" to perform routine meditation homework, then extinguished the candlesticks, and went to bed to rest.

Early the next morning, Joan and Clark woke up one after another. After breakfast, they put away the folding fortress, summoned two "Phantom Horses" to act as mounts, and rode along the river bank toward the depths of the canyon.

The cursed Grand Canyon lying in front of the two of them was the only way from Jotunheim to Niflheim.

According to Clark, due to the fog in the valley, it is difficult to see the sun all day long, the concentration of negative energy is extremely high, and there are many undead creatures lurking in the dark corners that thirst for blood. There are very few.

Clark himself had safely crossed the canyon many years ago and set foot on the land of the "Kingdom of Mist", but this does not mean that he is strong enough to forcefully break through the barrier, but more importantly, he was inspired by the "Goddess of Hades" and has divine grace to protect his body.

The undead wandering in the canyon at that time did not make Clark too difficult, otherwise he would not be able to pass the level smoothly.

"Brother Clark, will we also be protected by Ms. Hull when we cross the Grand Canyon this time, so the undead in the canyon dare not approach us?"

Joan followed Clark into the Wandering Canyon on horseback. It had been a whole morning and he hadn't encountered any undead creatures. From the perspective of probability, his luck was too good to be true, so he suspected that there was another reason for it.

Clark hesitated for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Joan, to tell you the truth, our situation is probably worse than you imagined."

"So far, I haven't sensed the revelation of the goddess. The 'eternal stagnation' bestowed on me before was taken back the day we left Shizhu Town. I even have a hunch that Lord Hull will not help us This journey offers convenience, and perhaps many additional difficult and dangerous obstacles."

"What's the reason?" Joan asked in surprise, "Don't Ms. Hull want us to complete the mission smoothly and deliver the 'spirit collar' to her kingdom of God as soon as possible?"

"This is a test, Brother Joan, it's mainly a test against me, and you are likely to be implicated by me." Clark said seriously.

"Test? For what purpose does Ms. Hull want to test you?" Joan asked inexplicably.

"Oh, this question is actually very simple, but my answer may not satisfy you." The frost giant sighed, "Master Hull is a god, and I am her believer, brother, as a believer, how to prove to the idol Are you devout enough to uphold the righteous path of faith, rather than pure fanaticism? The answer usually points to a severe test involving physical and spiritual will, or it is more appropriate to call it a 'trial'."

"I don't know much about theology, but in common sense, the harsher the test, the more benefits you will get after passing it, isn't that right?" Joan asked Clark.

The frost giant kept silent, and seemed unwilling to use specific "benefits" to measure the return of faith.

Qiao An didn't understand what was so taboo about this. If there were no real benefits, would someone really be willing to take the initiative to seek guilt in order to prove their pious faith? Wouldn't that be "masochism"?

He has read several books on the history of religion. There are indeed some fanatics in history who used abstinence and even self-flagellation to practice their beliefs. Frankly speaking, he couldn't understand the logic behind this self-abuse behavior, and he could only say that the world The joys and sorrows are not interlinked.

Clark was silent for a long time, maybe because he felt the need to explain, he said to Joan: "As far as I am concerned, proving my belief is the biggest gain, and nothing else is important, but you are not a believer of Ms. Hull, my lord. It's fair, I guess He won't make your hard work in vain, the more dangerous the challenges we encounter on the road, the more reward you can get from Ms. Hull after completing the mission."

Joan nodded, the logic is smooth!

"Brother Clark, in fact, you are the protagonist of our trip to the North Pole. I am only one of your entourages, a bodyguard. The higher the salary you get, is it correct to understand that?"

"A bit vulgar, but mostly true."

Clark shrugged, feeling helpless at this irreligious, overly realistic little brother.

The two were walking and chatting, Qiao An raised his head inadvertently, and saw a figure standing in the fog on the opposite side, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and quickly reined in the reins.

The phantom horse under the saddle stood up, raised its hooves and neighed.

"What's the matter, Brother Joan?" Clark asked back.

"There seems to be someone in front!"

As Joan replied, he switched his observation angle to the "Peeping Eye" that had been released in advance, and manipulated a glass magic eye to approach and detect figures in the dense fog.

Clark looked in the direction of his finger, then laughed.

"Don't be afraid, brother, it's just a stone pillar."

Joan looked at the figure standing quietly in the dense fog through the glass magic eye. As Clark said, it was just a five-foot-high stone pillar, which was similar in thickness to a human torso, and covered by the magic fog in the canyon. So much so that he was mistaken for a human figure, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his fuss.

Continue to push the horse forward, and gradually advance into the depths of the canyon along the winding river, and the number of human-shaped stone pillars seen on the way is gradually increasing.

Some of the stone pillars can even vaguely see the folds of the dresses and the contours of the facial features and limbs, which are really not the products of natural weathering and erosion, but more like artificially carved statues.

"Brother Clark, stop for a moment!"

Qiao An couldn't hold back his curiosity. He reined in the reins and got off the horse. He took several protective spells on himself, then walked to an area full of stone sculptures, carefully observed the six or seven human-shaped stone sculptures nearby, and finally concluded that a conclusion.

"These stone pillars are by no means naturally formed, nor are they like ordinary sculptures, but rather like living human beings, enchanted by petrification magic!"

In order to verify his guess, Joan tried to cast a spell to dispel petrification.

The 5th ring spell "Break Barrier" was blessed on a stone pillar with distinctive female features, but there was no response.

Unwilling to give up, Qiao An switched to using the 6-ring "Ruby Reversal Ray" to try to undo the petrification, but it still didn't work.