Act 113 Eternity XIV

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The interlaced ice crevices are deep and winding, like the blood vessels of a giant beast intricately distributed under the glacier, but there is no blood pulsation inside, only darkness and silence. Water droplets drip from the ice edges several feet long, occasionally making a tinkling sound, breaking This is silent and lonely. ..

A sudden footsteps broke into the dreamlike silence, stumbling, the footsteps seemed to be being chased, or chasing something. It passed through the ice caves connected one after another, and then a young man came into view. The young man His skin was dark, and his clothes were in tatters and stained with blood, but his eyes under his long messy hair exuded a burning brilliance.

Aruta was breathing heavily. The sword wound on his body had not healed since he entered the Frost Forest, and his high fever persisted. The surrounding scenery seemed to him sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. When his condition worsened, the icy blue pillar even had a double image in his eyes, but in the dark, he could always see the figure that was far away and sometimes near.

It seemed to be a person, but there was always only one figure from behind. For two weeks, he had been walking in front of him, floating unsteadily. It was as if there was a magic force urging him to cross the forest and the glacier, always following behind, until he came here.

But Yaluta already had a splitting headache, and he couldn't remember much in his groggy mind. But at least he still remembered his father, his sister, and the hunter who died outside the Frost Forest that day: At that time He huddled under the carriage, feeling the wounds on his chest and abdomen bleeding profusely. His body became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to lose all consciousness.

A voice entered his mind. He only remembered that it was a neutral, emotionless voice:

"Do you want to live. Mortal? If you want to live, stand up."

"Help me...help me..." Aruta remembered moaning in a daze, but received no answer. He coughed with all his strength: "You want to save me?"

"I can't save you, but someone can."

"..." Aruta opened his mouth wide, feeling that he could hardly breathe, let alone speak. But then, a cold breath spread from his heart, allowing him to regain some consciousness.

"You must come to me and come to me. You can only save yourself by obeying my instructions."

"In the meantime. I will give you temporary protection, but you don't have much time."

A trace of power was injected into Yaruta's body. He barely opened his eyes and saw a huge, light blue virtual image standing in front of him. It was like a ghost, but he didn't have the strength to raise his head to see the other person's face, he could only see the loose robe.

"Why did you save me, where were the others?"

"You and your sister may have some connection with the twelfth inheritance. But that's not the key. You need my help, and I need your help."

"Sister?" Aruta became excited when he heard the word: "Sister, is she still alive...?"

"She can't die, someone will save her."

"What about me, can I still see her?"

"Don't worry. You will be reunited with your sister. Just follow my instructions-"

"But who are you?"

"I am Crystal, you mortals like to call me that, but I prefer my original name, 'Lucis', but what you see is not me, it is just a message; 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."

"You need my help?"

"Yes.

I need you to come to me. "

"Next to me, aren't you right in front of me?"

The blue figure did not answer, but glanced down at him, then slowly turned around. Aruta felt that his body seemed to be recovering faster, and there was always a voice calling him in his heart. Somehow, he followed him in a daze.

They walked into the forest one after another. As if he didn't notice them, he passed by the black knights under Anlek, who were at a loss. Then they walked through the forest, through the valley, through the snowfields and glaciers, without encountering a monster. Every night after that, the blue figure would appear again, walking slowly and slowly in front of him, the distance was erratic. .

Just like this day after day, Aruta forgot about the surrounding environment, even forgot about hunger and cold, and also forgot about time, but gradually the other party walked faster and faster, leaving him less and less time.

"Aruta, you have to speed up."

"You don't have much time left."

The young man also gradually discovered it.

His body has become heavier and heavier, and the sword wound that has not healed is like a painful mark that is always pulling on his nerves. His steps are no longer as brisk as when he first stepped into the forest, and his thoughts are sometimes clear and sometimes muddy. , Aruta could only maintain a limited calmness most of the day. His vision became narrower and narrower in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scenery became darker little by little. Finally, there was a moment.

He saw the blue shadow in front of him disappear.

His feet softened and he suddenly slipped along the side of the ice.

There was a series of sounds of falling ice in the darkness, and then silence quickly returned.

…

"Wake up, wake up quickly, you don't have much time left."

"Wake up——"

"I need your help."

Brando opened his eyes suddenly, and his pale forehead was covered with beads of sweat. 'What time -' He raised his head in confusion. The ice above his head always showed a magnificent blue color, and a whistling sound called 'Jupis's Whispering' echoed in the distance in his ears. That was the sound of the cold current passing through an isthmus in the north. At one end of the canyon, there happened to be a huge glacier connecting the ground.

This sound persists for years, but in fact it is still far away. It often makes people mistakenly think that it is a howling monster locked in the underground abyss.

Brando stared suspiciously into the depths of the cave for a while, his eyes as deep as an unsolvable puzzle. He closed the blanket that did not appear to be tight, and then realized that he had had a dream.

He had a strange dream, in which he saw many people walking through a shining snowfield. They were wearing strange clothes, black and white robes, and riding wingless dragons. Those black, huge ones gradually appeared around them. , a building like an obelisk. The building exudes a strange metallic luster and is covered with spider web-like crystal grids. Brando recognizes those as the remains of Milos - it is said that the closer you get to the center of the glacier, such There will be more wreckage.

This is exactly what Brando saw in his dream. He saw those people walking through these ancient ruins and coming to the edge of a huge chasm, where they held a grand sacrificial ceremony. Push the slave down the ravine and then throw a huge shiny box into the abyss.

As time passed slowly through the glacier, he saw those people later settling down and living next to the cavemen on the ice sheet. But quarrels suddenly arose among them, and then there were divisions, wars, and internal divisions into two factions.

The losing party continued to go north, while the remaining people stayed. The good times were no longer good. Many old people froze to death on the glacier. The young people tried to leave the glacier and go to the forest, but they fell one after another on the migration road. .

There are only a few people left——

The man he dreamed about watched on the glacier day after day, and saw with his own eyes that his tribe members fell one after another. Death was like a plague, and finally fell on him.

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 turned blood red, as if it was a sign of something.

Brando withdrew his gaze——

There was silence in the cave, everyone had fallen asleep, and there was a bright light at the far end of Brando's field of vision. It was a bonfire. It should be late at night, so the ones keeping watch over the bonfire were Metisha and Charles. He even occasionally Low voices of conversation could be heard coming from over there.

But Brando didn't intend to get up. He leaned quietly in the darkness alone, somewhat confused as to what his weird dream meant. When he calmed down completely, he realized that the scene he saw in the dream may be what the Min'er people saw with their own eyes back then, and the people he saw were probably the Min'er people who passed through this glacier. .

The Miner people were driven out by Gilt at the end of the War of the Saints. The time was about 2000, which was before the Year of the Golden Hoof, earlier than the era of Runes and Swords. It happened not long after that. According to the records in the scriptures of the last great demon tide, the population of the entire continent was reduced by almost one-third during that disaster.

That was the most serious disaster that Warnd experienced after the Battle of the Saint.

He suddenly remembered the red and huge sun he saw in his dream, and recalled a passage in the Black Prophecy: Blood fell from the sky, and the disaster stopped from west to east.

Doesn’t that describe the last great demonic tide?

But Brando himself didn't understand why he suddenly dreamed of what happened a thousand years ago. He just felt it was indescribably weird. He also remembered the golden ark-like box that the Miner people threw into the abyss in his dream. He vaguely felt that his dream might be related to this box, but he knew nothing about what was in this box. , and there is no relevant record in history.

Brando let out a breath, and the feeling of being spied on rose again. He turned around subconsciously, and there was silence all around. The ice cave was like being in the body of a sleeping giant, sometimes it was so quiet. Heart-stopping. But Brando looked 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 but turn his head and glanced in the direction where Aloz was sleeping, and then remembered the conversation between the two in the afternoon.

…. . )