The snow has stopped for a long time.

The woodlands and valleys after the snow have a beauty that can never be seen in the Green or the New Testament.

All the scenery in sight is covered with a layer of frost, and in the winter, everything is shiny.

Bypassing Mount Rongyeer, which generally blocked the north wind, through the carriage window, Sean saw from a distance a large lake shining like a gem behind the black pine trees inked with ink like a brush.

Lake Mistani, just behind Mount Rongyer, is the largest freshwater lake in the area.

This winter is still "warm", and the big lake has not been completely frozen. Through the thin ice layer, you can still see the blue living water of the lake below.

In winter, it seems that some unmotivated sunlight is reflected by the ice on the lake surface, making Lake Mistani crystal clear and lovely.

When the horses hooves walk on the snow, they make a crisp sound.

After about two hours, they finally got out of the dense pine forest and came to an open field.

Part of the snow on the river beach melted away, and the white color receded from the pebbles, giving the stones a lustrous color.

In the distance, a brown wooden house can be seen, inlaid in the pine forest in the distance, facing Lake Mistani.

It is still a depressing winter scene, and the moonlight can imagine how refreshing it will be to look at this big lake, and the mountains and clouds in the distance when everything is thawed in spring...

However, this kind of beautiful imagination did not last long. When the carriage finally stopped in front of the wooden house, the chilling atmosphere made Moonlight suddenly realize that they were approaching the truth of Ivan's disappearance.

When he got off the carriage, Sean frowned.

He looked back at Olivia, who was wearing a gray swan mask. She had a good heart, and her eyes under the mask were obviously a little sad—

With their powerful souls, they have already smelled something bad.

And the Martyrs of the Truth didn't know anything about this, so they ordered John the coachman to park the carriage and walked towards the wooden house first.

As the martyr walked in, Sean saw a few dried fish hanging on a shelf outside the house - apparently Evan Burns had lived here before.

After being promoted from the "Clown Hermit" to the Queen-level "Eye of Oblivion" containing thunder and lightning, he borrowed the second half of his "Ancient Research Book" "Thunderbird Myth" from the library with higher authority, and wrote I intend to devote myself to delving into the fragments of Thunderbird...

Sean Dickinson was waiting quietly for the news of the return of the "Eye of Oblivion", which was even higher...

I didn't expect it to come this far.

Bang Bang Bang!

After going up a few steps, the martyrs knocked directly on the wooden door facing Lake Mistani. There was no answer to the knock on the door.

Bang Bang Bang!

Sean and Moonlight exchanged glances. There is no optimism.

"My colleagues in the room, I am the truth martyr of Rong Yeer! Since you have not responded, then I am going in!"

The martyr shouted twice into the house, and finally took hold of the brass doorknob.

His spiritual essence extended along the doorknob and began to inspect the house according to his experience-entering a explorer's residence must not be like entering an ordinary dwelling. The mechanism of entry, let alone Evan Burns, who has a solid foundation in mysticism.

After checking for a while, the martyr turned around, his voice a little dry: "The mechanism in the room seems to have stopped..."

This is by no means a good sign.

The martyr unlocked the door with esoteric substance, and an unpleasant odor hit his face.

The masked transaction officer turned his head and saw John the coachman smoking a cigarette by the lake a hundred meters away. He finally put down his official words: "Burns? Are you there? Burns?"

Four explorers stepped into Ivan's house.

"Martyr..." Sean finally came to the front, "The situation may not be very good." He had already felt something, and his voice was not without bitterness.

Sean didn't use the oath torch, just took out the flashlight very ordinary, and led the group that came to find Ivan, step by step, through the living room and walked towards the room.

The floor is slightly damp, and there is not much squeak when you step on it.

Passing through the living room and walking to the door, Sean pushed open the door with one hand and covered his nose with a handkerchief before the smell in the room came out.

"Evan!" Sean's voice trembled a little. Through the light from the opposite window, he saw the familiar figure slumped in the chair in front of him.

The smell in the house has declared misfortune.

Several people opened their eyes wide, quickly crossed the room, and walked to Evan's side.

After seeing the corpse's face, Moonlight couldn't bear to turn his eyes away.

"Evan!"

The mask of the Eye of Oblivion shattered on the ground behind him, and Evan's indifferent face still maintained that indifference when he died.

The gray hair looks a little dry, and the silver-gray eyes have lost their agility.

The most unbearable thing was that half of his body was scorched, and his flesh and blood had dried up.

On the table in front of him, the remnants of the Thunderbird myth were spread out in front of him, and most of the ancient books were burned like the people who read them.

Ancient books, desks, windows, and walls seemed to have been struck by lightning, leaving a dark burning mark that spread down, like a shadow that solidified forever.

After seeing the scene in the room, the stunned martyr swallowed his saliva before breaking the terrifying silence for a long time: "Is it... was it an accident while studying ancient books?"

Studying ancient books and analyzing heritage is a high-risk event for the death of the explorer, and the mortality rate is second only to the mission.

The career of the explorer is to use his own life to probe the edge of mystery.

Everything in front of me seems to be repeating a scene that once happened——

Through the eyes burning with purple electricity on the mask of the Eye of Oblivion, Evan flipped the scroll that recorded the myth of the Thunderbird, and the most critical step in comprehending the ancient book...

Then, he saw a white thunderbird fluttering from the scroll, and uncontrolled energy burst out from the depths of the ancient book, exceeding the limit that the Eye of Annihilation could withstand...

It was like a thunderbolt smashed head-on.

"It seems so." Sean has turned around.

Through the open door, he looked at the clearly demarcated lake scene outside the door.

Thinking of the cold eyes around the scarf, I just feel empty in my heart.

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The news of Ivan's death was a big blow to Sean's team.

When they walked out of the room, neither of them spoke.

Sean kept looking at the lake, with Olivia standing behind him and Moonlight sitting on a rock.

They did not expect such an ending~lightnovelpub.net~ When Sean and the others were silent, the martyrs notified Rongyeer's indoctrination center. Two hours later, two carriages came. Here, take photos and forensics at the death scene.

After a busy day, the sun passed overhead, and the martyrs and indoctrinators planned to return to town with the corpses.

"Are we going back together?" The martyr walked to Sean, who had been quietly watching the lake.

The Sea of ​​Shimmer did not look back.

The frozen lake faced the surging sea water on his mask.

"I want to stay here.

"Can you leave us two horses?"

The martyrs could understand the mood of Sean and the others at the moment, and without saying much, they unloaded the two horses from the two carriages and left quietly with the corpses.

There was a wind blowing from Lake Mistani, blowing past Olivia's ear, her hair swaying lightly, like a sigh.