The sentry kicked his comrade who was sleeping next to him. The man on the ground immediately sat up, his hand already on the hilt of his saber. When he saw that it was his comrade, he complained, "Damn it, can't you let me sleep?"
"There's a situation in the cave." The sentry raised his torch towards the depths of the cave.
The man turned over and hugged his saber. "What's the situation? Don't get nervous at the slightest movement, brother. "
"There's wind!" The sentry kicked his butt again. "Come with me."
"Damn it …" The man cursed and said, "Isn't it normal to have wind? It's snowing so hard outside. Okay, I'm going to sleep. We have to hurry tomorrow. This damned place. "
Seeing that he fell asleep again, the sentry spat. He pulled out his long saber, held the torch and walked towards the depths of the cave. The deeper he went, the narrower the space became. It was as if he had walked into the mouth of a giant beast, and the upside-down stalagmites were the fangs of the giant beast. The sentry passed through two intersecting stalagmites and found that he could no longer go forward. The space in front of him could only be crawled. He inserted the torch at the intersection of the stalagmites and squatted down to look into the depths of the cave. Unfortunately, the light of the torch could not illuminate very far. There was nothing but darkness.
After looking for a moment, there was no movement. The sentry cursed and was about to go back when suddenly a gust of wind blew from the cave, making the torch dance wildly. The cold wind even brought out a few ice chips. The sentry touched his body and found some rough ice chips between his palms. They quickly melted, but the chill penetrated his heart. The sentry shivered. At this time, the sound of claws scratching the stone came from the cave again. The sentry felt nervous for no reason, as if something was approaching from the depths of the darkness.
The light on the torch dimmed and finally went out. The surrounding space suddenly fell into darkness. The sentry panted and suddenly found that he was exhaling a grayish-white cold air. Then, in the depths of the cave, something lit up. It was a field of golden light. Amidst the golden light, a brown vertical pupil abruptly appeared. His gaze landed on the sentinel.
The sentinel opened his mouth wide. That eyeball was the size of a drum, so how big was the thing on the other side of the 'hole'? Before he could think about this, the eyeball suddenly disappeared. Then, a gust of frosty wind that could even freeze one's soul came whistling from the direction of the cave. The frosty wind brought with it countless pieces of azure ice. They kept colliding and combining in the air, wrapping up everything that passed through the cave.
"Quick, get up …" The sentinel only had time to turn his head and shout before the ground beneath his feet froze. The speed at which the ice covered the sentinel was abnormally fast. It went against the flow and instantly froze the sentinel into an ice sculpture, its surface covered with many irregular icicles.
Vaguely hearing the shouts of the sentries, the warriors on the other side of the cave finally realized that something was wrong. The temperature in the 'cave' was surprisingly low, and the light from the bonfire was extremely dim. When it was extinguished, a soldier suddenly cried out. It turned out that the ground was already covered with a layer of ice. He wanted to stand up, but found that his legs wouldn't listen to him. When he looked up, he saw that a large piece of ice was spreading along his body from his legs.
This was the last thing he saw.
In the windy and snowy night, a large cloud of ice flakes suddenly sprayed out from the entrance of a certain cave. The entrance of the cave was instantly frozen, forming a large cluster of icicles that completely sealed the entrance of the cave. No one knew that in that cave, there were seven or eight men who could never walk out. They became specimens in the layer of ice, their expressions frozen at the moment of death.
When Allen woke up, the snowstorm had already stopped. After the snowstorm yesterday, the sky was gloomy and gloomy. However, the gray clouds in the northern sky began to dissipate, and a few faint beams of light broke through the clouds. Even though he was not familiar with the climate in the north, Allen knew that the weather in the next few days should be good. The camp had been moved from the cave to a more spacious place outside. When Allen walked to the camp, the soldiers were making a fire and cooking. At the other end of the camp, Edward was giving orders to the soldiers. When he saw Allen, he walked over and asked, "How do you feel?"
"Not bad." Allen nodded and asked again, "What's the situation now?"
"Yesterday's landslide seemed to be quite large. Regis took some soldiers to accompany Ian to explore the way. They will probably be back at noon."
"Have you sent someone to investigate?"
Edward knew that he was referring to yesterday's explosion and nodded. "I've already sent a copper blade to investigate, but I don't think I can find any clues."
This was not surprising. Yesterday's snowstorm was so heavy that any clues would have been covered up by the snowstorm long ago. Allen didn't say anything. He patted Edward on the shoulder and went to patrol the camp. He greeted Sean and the other merchants, took a look at the caravan's goods, and finally saw Father Miro sitting on a large rock doing something. He walked over and saw that the priest was cutting wood. It could be seen that it was roughly a person.
"What are you doing?" Allen squatted down beside him and asked.
Father Miro shook the five percent in his hand and said, "It's you, Young Master Allen."
"Me?"
The priest nodded and said, "I'll record what you've done along the way with wood carvings. These things will be placed in the Great Cathedral in the future and tell others how you've come all the way here. I think it might become a valuable antique in a few hundred years. "
Miro's eyes lit up as he chuckled. Allen said unhappily, "Even if it's valuable, you won't be able to see it."
Only if he could break through the Level 30 barrier and become a Ruler would he be able to extend his lifespan greatly. Otherwise, the lifespan of an ordinary person would only be a few decades, and Miro was an ordinary person anyway. The priest grinned and said, "It doesn't matter. It's not bad to keep it for my children and grandchildren."
Allen was no longer surprised by the priest's obsession with money. Seeing the priest's knife fall, the wooden carving had some details. It seemed that the priest's carving skills were not bad. Allen asked casually, "Have you ever made a statue for him?"
"Who?"
"Archimedes."
The priest stopped his knife and looked at Allen with a smile. "Do you want to see what he looks like?"
"I …" Only then did Allen realize that he had unknowingly revealed his thoughts.
Miro continued to carve wood, "That bastard Archimedes looks like that. He's not as handsome as you, Young Master Allen." He was like those big drunkards in the tavern, always with a head of messy hair, a beard stained with wine beads, and two big hairy arms. I'm very familiar with his appearance, but if you want me to carve out his appearance completely, I'm sorry I can't do it. Right now, I only have a general image of him in my mind. I can't remember what he looked like exactly. After all, it's been many years since I've seen him. "
"Is that so? It doesn't matter. I was just asking casually. "
"However." Miro looked at the northern sky and the pillars of light reflected in his eyes. "I think Young Master will meet that fellow in the future."
"Are you so sure?"
"Hmm, that 'bastard' who goes on a rampage might appear in front of you one morning. Then I'll say to you, hey, son, you've grown up. "Miro laughed as he spoke, but he found that Allen wasn't smiling at all. The expression on his face stiffened, and he coughed dryly twice. Then he quietly asked, "Young Master Allen. If, I mean if. If Archimedes stood in front of you, would you stab him? "
Allen was stunned by his question.
Back then, when he broke up with his mother, Lanny had indeed told him to kill Archimedes when he saw that man, and he had indeed agreed. However, after so many years, he realized that his hatred for that man was no longer as strong as before, but it was far from the point of forgiveness. So he thought for a moment and said, "Maybe not, but I will ask him why he left me and my mother behind."
"I'm not exonerating that bastard …" Father Miro landed his knife on the wooden sculpture and said, "But I think he must have a reason. That guy is indeed a complete bastard. He still owes me a lot of money. However, when he talked to me about your mother, there was a light in his eyes … "
"That should be called gentleness. Although every time I see it, I get goosebumps all over my body. After all, a bastard doesn't seem to have anything to do with gentleness. But I won't be wrong. Archimedes, you really love your mother. If you meet, I think he will give you a satisfactory answer. "
"I hope so."
The camp was bustling with people. Allen saw Regis. They had returned from exploring. Patting Miro on the shoulder, Allen jumped off the rock and walked in the direction of Regis. He asked loudly, "How's the situation?"
Miro looked at Allen's back and muttered, "That bastard should be proud of you."
Of course, Allen couldn't hear this. He walked over to Regis and the others. Allen's father was smoking a cigarette. He looked at Allen and smiled bitterly, "It's very troublesome, my lord."
'The mountain road is completely blocked. Not only that, but the other roads are also impassable. The rocks are blocking the road, and we can't go to the spiral stairs. In this situation, we can only go through the Shadow Land and then through the Abika Promenade. But my lord, this route is the last one I want to take. It's very dangerous. In the Shadow Land, the sun is hard to shine all year round. The 'Yin' there is terrifying, and the shadows of ghosts are flickering. The Abika Promenade is too close to the Great Underground Tunnel. Although I have lived for so many years, I have never seen the Great Underground Tunnel. But our ancestors once said that there are unknown and terrible 'cave' creatures living in the Great Underground Tunnel. They sometimes appear in the Abika Promenade. No caravan is willing to pass through there. Only madmen and adventurers will go there. "
"But we have no other choice now, do we?" Allen smiled and said, "Don't worry, Father Ian. My sword will protect you, and my warriors will be your strongest shield. You will come out of the promenade, I promise you. "
Father Ian looked at him and nodded after a moment. "Well, then we will go to the Shadow Land in the afternoon. You need to wrap the foot pads for the horses. It's best not to make too much noise when we pass through there. "
Allen nodded and called Fares, asking him to prepare according to Ian's requirements.
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