Act 49 Holy Mountain

Hearing the long sound of the horn coming from behind the mist, Brando let out a long breath. He didn't say anything. He just turned around silently, leaving the long sound of the horn behind him, and walked down the sand dune.

Marocha also turned his head and glanced, and then he followed up with his hoofs. Fias behind him finally closed his mouth at this time. Bai Wu looked at this little guy in surprise, thinking what kind of power he had. Make a goblin become silent.

"Will we go back again?" Fias asked.

"Perhaps," Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what the little guy was worried about: "But after today, everything may change beyond recognition. If we can defeat the Dragon of Dusk, what we will see when we return to Qianhai What we arrived may not be what we saw today——"

"Time never goes back. If you leave your hometown, you will never go back." Marocha said with emotion. It remembered the time when it left the shallow sea. Thousands of years later, when it returned Here, what we see are no longer those familiar faces.

"Hey." Fias sighed.

Even the usually cheerful little elf looked a little sad, which made the atmosphere in the entire team feel a little dull for a while.

Fortunately, she recovered quickly and put her previous sentimentality behind her: "But we will always meet a lot of new friends, right?"

Root, who was sitting on Brando's shoulder, looked at her like she was an idiot.

"Speaking of which, why did you think of this?" Bai Wu asked Feiyas curiously. In her opinion, this little elf seems to be a heartless character, and it is rare to see her focusing on anything. question.

"I miss Miss Tata a little bit." Fias thought for a moment and replied seriously.

"Miss Tata?" Bai Wu was surprised: "Ms. Tilias, do you like her very much?"

"That's not the case." Feas shook her head like a rattle: "I just feel that she is a little close, as if she was a twin born from the same seed as me. You humans don't know this feeling very well. To use an analogy, , I feel like she is my sister."

"I'm not human."

Baiwu corrected.

But Malocha almost lost a step and stopped. Then he continued to move forward. Brando, who had been silent all this time, looked back at his summoned creature and gave it an encouraging look, which made the latter feel better. Brando knew that Marocha must have thought of Miss Tata again. Sister, that fairy named Luoluo.

Some memories are so profound that you can never forget them, whether in life or after death.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of some long-distant memories, which were still in Butchi's forest. The jagged and beating bones and fire belong to the eyes of a true knight. Although it has been dead for a long time, it has never let go of its obsession with the motherland.

Until a long, long time later, this obsession turned into painful torture, biting its soul restlessly day and night.

It turned into a sword and protected a kingdom.

I also remembered the experience of fighting side by side with everyone in "The Amber Sword", which was a period of laughter. There is sadness, achievement mixed with the journey of tears. The ending was not perfect, but it was not without merit. At least the dream reappeared in his mind, making it no longer seem like a simple game.

And he is lucky compared to Alberton. He can be in a dream - or it is his own dream. Brando sometimes wonders if he has died. His experience at the moment is just making up for the regrets in his heart.

But he was able to regain everything he had lost in this dream. He changed the fate of many people and prevented many doomed tragedies from happening again.

Although Warnd's history fell apart before his eyes, becoming strange and out of reach, to the point where the entire world was teetering on the edge of falling to the fate of irreversible destruction.

But surprisingly. This time, he didn't feel much regret in his heart.

Because he tried his best and left no regrets.

Whether it's Eruin, Princess Griffiin, Freya, Akane, Medisa, or - Roman, the business lady, his fiancée.

He looked at the road in front of him - it was a gray road that was completely different from Warnd's land. At the end of this road, he thought that it might be the end of his dream.

Whether he was trying his best to save Roman or destroying the world together, he actually didn't have too many regrets in his heart.

He thought to himself that this might be a distant end of self-remembering. At the end of everything, it was the eternal silence and end.

But this time, there were many people with him, not just Miss Tata and the sea-dwellers of the Tilmos. He saw the faces of many people with the same gaze.

Those people are Black Tea, Pully, Shadow, and my former comrades-in-arms in "The Amber Sword".

He seemed to feel everyone coming to him.

And this time, he was also accompanied by his senior sister, just like the decisive battle in the Crimson Valley——

He still remembers the freezing rain.

"Lute," Brando suddenly asked: "Where is the flame scepter?"

Root sat on his shoulder, turned his head and glanced at Brando's side face, shook his head and said: "It's in the Storm Stop Mountain, right here."

"Tata Storm Stop Mountain has no concept of space. Where we can reach here depends on where we want to reach. The yearning in our hearts is like a bridge, connecting each other's arrival."

"That is to say," Brando said: "The fire fairies only know that it is here, but no one knows where it is. We can only find it when it wants to see us?"

To put it in a simple meaning, this sentence probably means leaving it to the right person. This is the favorite thing to do in "Amber Sword". Brando knows it very well and hates it deeply.

But Root shook his head seriously.

He replied very confidently: "No, you will definitely find the Staff of Fire."

"Why?"

"Because Miss Tata and I both firmly believe in this, you should also believe that you will be able to do it, Mr. Brando, if you can't do it, then there will be no hope in this world."

Brando disagrees with this statement, although he is not a dogmatic materialist. But when it comes to objective and subjective issues, sometimes you are still willing to believe in the former. Subjective initiative is important, but some objective facts do not change due to your will.

"Of course I believe it, but this may not necessarily solve the problem." Brando replied: "We can't just walk aimlessly here, right, although I have no doubt about the eyes of you and Miss Tata. But that doesn’t change the fact that we don’t know how to find the Scepter of Fire yet, does it?”

He thought he had said it bluntly enough, but he didn't expect Root to be stubborn beyond his imagination. The citizen of Fusides shook his head firmly: "At some point, if you want, then You will definitely find it.”

"This is the Mountain where Storms Quiet. If you still retain the logic of being on the earth, that won't work."

"He's right, Brando." At this time, Bai Wu also stopped the meaningless conversation with Feas. She turned back to Brando and said: "This is outside the elemental plane, a world of spirit and will. You must understand this, try to abandon some common sense, and strengthen your beliefs."

"Then what should I do?" Brando couldn't ignore Bai Wu's advice.

"I said, firmly believe that you can find it, strengthen your confidence. Mr. Brando," Root replied: "This is actually very simple. As long as you let go of the absurdity in your heart."

"And this experience will be very useful to you. The purpose of Extreme Plains is to abandon some of Warnd's common sense and integrate it into the nature of the world. In a world of laws, will and spirit are the first priority." Bai Wu added.

Brando frowned, what to say. But he really didn't know where to start. It was like a person who was used to the normal way of walking couldn't get used to walking backwards for a while, let alone running.

Root said that he should strengthen his belief and let go of the absurdity in his heart. So what should he do? Could it be that silently saying in his heart: "The scepter of fire will appear quickly, I will definitely be able to find you!" Is this enough?

This is too ridiculous.

Brando was thinking about this somewhat annoying thought in his mind, but he had just finished half of the sentence in his mind when he suddenly opened his mouth in shock.

Because suddenly, he saw a towering mountain peak appearing behind the fog.

He could swear to heaven, and in the name of Martha and all the gods and Buddhas in the gods, that there was absolutely no such mountain peak in front of them a second ago.

Brando was shocked at this. This kind of thing completely subverted his common sense. They were clearly in the Gray Stone Wilderness, which was very close to the Gray Bay. He still remembered that he had just stepped off the nearby cliff headland, and in front of him was a low, undulating wilderness.

By the way, Light Gray Bay!

Brando hurriedly turned back and found that the Light Gray Bay was still behind him. Behind the heavy fog, he could even see the long white streaks drawn by the Tilmose fleet on the sea disappearing.

But when he turned back, his eyes couldn't help but widen further, because in front of him was more than just a towering mountain peak. To be precise, it was a mountain range. The shadows of the mountains overlapped each other and stretched up and down to form a chain. Build a high gray wall.

Even without being reminded, Brando knew that it was the mountain where the storm stopped.

The holy mountain of the wind elemental world.

In front of him, the highest mountain peak was surrounded by lightning. There seemed to be something similar to an extremely majestic building complex hidden among the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

"What is this!" Brando couldn't help but asked the little Prince Root on his shoulder: "Where did this come from?"

"Sure enough, you did it, Beloved of the Flame Blade!" Root also looked very excited. His golden eyes seemed to be lit up. He clenched his fists and said excitedly: "That's the Holy Mountain!"

"Holy mountain? What holy mountain!?"

...(To be continued...)u For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading academy