Near the highlands, the trees have become sparser.

This makes the clear blue sky in winter more magnificent and obvious. In such a field, the moonlight looking up seems to have never seen the sky with such color and transparency, and it feels unfamiliar to the sky.

Under such a sky, he felt as if his party was walking in a foreign land.

The field of vision became wider as the heights climbed. They could see that the snow-covered jungle swept into the white fog in the distance without hesitation. The difference from before was that the terrain here was a little more. Ups and downs, you can see several hills in the distance.

Olivia Wind Chime's senses became extraordinarily sharp, and she looked at Sean inquiringly, and Sean knew exactly how she felt now—

This highland, which is slightly bare compared to the surrounding woodland, has an atmosphere that has obviously lingered for many years and has not gone away, an atmosphere that a mysterious force once occupied the place.

They climbed to the top of the highland, and an unavoidable scene suddenly occupied everyone's sight.

At the flat top of the highland is a stone ring made of huge stones. In the center of the stone ring, there is a weathered totem.

The main body of that totem is a stag skull.

The skull was erected by wood, and at a sudden glance, it looked like a wizard wearing a terrifying mask was standing in the center of the stone ring.

The broken and broken horns have an unidentified meaning, and the dark eye sockets of the skull stare straight at the people who climbed the high ground—this totem has a breathtaking power, making them seem to hear the low voices of the ancient tribes.

"This is the relic left by the Northern Queer tribe," Pansha panted slightly, squinting at the ancient stone ring, "The legend of Wendigo actually came from them.

"It seems that because they are in awe and can live in harmony with nature, they have never been disturbed by the terrible gods lurking in nature."

"Where did they go?" Moonlight looked at the hazy skyline in the distance, and the clear sky on the skyline.

"Leave...they walked into a deeper forest before the North Entry Brigade came, and no one has seen them again." Pan Sha tilted his head, "The Northern Quebee people in other places said that they got Apocalypse, 'last migration', return to eternal fertile land."

The Que people admit that their blood will eventually spill on the land, so they know that they will eventually return to their natural form, coexisting with all things in the most appropriate way.

They saw a solitary eagle flying by, carrying the sky silently on its back.

Sean suddenly understood where the Kui people had gone.

Deep in his soul, he felt that something was shaken by the truth that exists in nature...

By chance, he understood more. And in the depths of his heart, the shrine of Lady Hersis has become deeper and more in line with everything that is indescribable.

Olivia was also shocked by this insight. She kept silent, felt the breeze passing by, and stared at Vientiane Senluo in front of her.

It seems to be a tacit understanding tempered by various experiences, and the pianist also has some insights.

He suddenly understood what the true meaning of the song called "Wind" was—the wind should contain nature's silent philosophy.

The fingertips are lightly vibrated, and the music is long.

The possessed Pansha knew that the three forerunners beside him had a little insight, and at this time he could only wait in silence.

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When they stepped down the heights, the sun had already passed the highest point of the day, and gradually slid down the valley with some tiredness.

Naturally, Sean didn't want to leave the most difficult part of the journey in the dark. When they turned to the north, they obviously accelerated their pace and no longer spared their physical strength.

About an hour later, before Panza said "It's around here", Sean felt the presence of that power.

He felt that the forest in front of him seemed to be separated by something.

It's like a huge, invisible wall.

However, that is not the boundary of the "spiritual"...

They stopped in front of the wall.

Sean snapped his fingers lightly, and the "torch" lit up on his fingertips, giving the idea of ​​"insight".

The wall that could only be detected through inspiration was instantly clear, like a layer of dark clouds illuminated by sunlight surging in one direction.

Sean tentatively stretched his fingertips to the boundary, and the force was briefly connected to his psychic like static electricity, causing him to see the flashing images again and again.

He had to try again and again to see that symbolic scene clearly.

Suddenly, the picture became stable and clear, and Sean couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Above the surging black cloud storm, a black sun hangs, exuding a depressing light.

It was as if the sky was deeply pierced, and a black hole appeared that absorbed everything that fell into it.

It's also like the sun is forever blocked by a celestial body, and a permanent total solar eclipse seems to symbolize despair...

Sean retracted his esoteric.

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Sure enough..." Sean's breathing became heavier, "The death train is here to stop us from going north.

"It's all related to that black sun!"

Sean frowned: What exactly did that existence that enslaved the demigod Sitrick for many years in Rongyere?

The answer seems to be coming soon.

Sean evenly breathed and pointed his hand forward, giving the torch a will to "neutralize".

The golden sparks penetrated into the black clouds, filling the air like the setting sun, and soon a door was opened.

The neutralization of the border by the torch is very weak, and Sean wants to sneak into it as secretly as possible.

As soon as they stepped into it, they noticed the difference between this place and the outside world.

The thick white fog filled the air~lightnovelpub.net~ They could barely see the trees within ten meters.

Enchanted Panza shrugged - he smelled a tinge of flesh and blood in the air.

There was a slight rhythmic vibration from the ground, as if a giant elephant was passing by.

They heard a distant howl in the air, and that howl obviously did not belong to any natural animal.

Pansha, who is more closely connected with the mystery, seems to have noticed something, and the plasma of strange fire and magnificent colors is beating on him.

He seemed to have received some kind of revelation from Yiyuan, and purple fireworks filled his closed eyes.

"There is a violent divine thing that is walking in this realm..." "Reading" the surrounding details seems to be a painful thing, and Pan Sha's final voice clearly shudders, "There are still people alive!

"One was seriously injured, and the other was helping him escape!"

Pan Sha suddenly opened his eyes, wrapped in the fireworks of Yiyuan, and ran in one direction, his voice came from the thick fog:

"This is a ceremony!

"If those two were killed by Wendigo, the fierce **** would be able to walk out of this forest!"

Are there two people alive? !

Sean raised some unrealistic hopes in his heart, and followed Pansha into the white mist.

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