The Frost Elves moved faster than Cyber had expected.
He thought that the players were quick enough, but he didn't expect the Frost Elves to be even more valiant than the players.
After Aurora and the higher-ups of the Frost Elves decided to bring their clansmen back, the entire Elven City started moving rapidly.
In less than a day, the entire Frost Tribe, which had a population of 250,000, was ready to set off.
Under the tall city gates, the majestic Elves were either carrying bags or pushing carts. They formed a long queue that stretched as far as the eye could see.
"They're ready to set off so quickly?"
Cyber was astonished as he followed the long queue.
"Of course, it's not worth bringing anything with us. We're going to the material world to enjoy life, so why bring those rags along?"
Beside Cyber, Temple Elder Gando's voice was heard.
After the meeting ended, he and Cyber were responsible for organizing the items in the shrine. They chatted casually and gradually became more familiar with each other. There was a faint feeling of friendship between them despite the difference in their age.
This seemingly taciturn old elf was actually quite talkative once he opened his mouth.
He seemed to be in a good mood as he hummed an ancient song and held a waterskin in his hand.
"Weapons, food, clothes, tents for going out, and some memorable artwork and books for passing down knowledge. That's all. As for the rest … there's no need to bring them."
Gando took a big gulp of the waterskin as he spoke.
As if he had just drunk the most delicious thing in the world, Gando revealed an expression of enjoyment. His eyes narrowed into a slit as he smiled at Cyber and said, "Let's go.
"Sir Cyber, the Elven Flower Tea you gave me tastes really good. I've lived for so long, but this is the first time I've had such a good drink … Drink …"
"Drink."
Cyber added with a smile.
"Ah, yes, drink! So … this is the sweetness mentioned in the books! It's a blissful taste! This is much better than the juice of the Abyssal Worms! When I return to the material world, I'll drink to my heart's content! I'll drink a cup every day! No, two cups! "
Gando said with some yearning.
Cyber laughed heartily and patted his shoulder.
"Mr. Gan Duo, two cups is nothing. At that time, he could drink as much as he wanted! This is a common drink in our Elven Forest. "
Gandalf's eyes lit up.
"That's great."
After saying that, he smacked his lips and couldn't help but pick up the waterskin and take another sip. Then, he weighed it in his hand and frowned slightly.
"No, I can't drink anymore. Otherwise, I'll drink it all before we even set off."
Seeing how cautious he was, Cyber waved his hand.
"Don't worry about it, I still have a lot here! I've prepared a lot of delicious food for this trip to the abyssal plane. "
However, Gando shook his head.
"Hmm … No, it'll take at least two months to reach the Cliff of Sorrows. If we encounter the Blacktide, we'll have to set up camp and defend, so it'll probably be even slower …"
As he spoke, he patted Cyber's shoulder.
"That's why Mr. Cyber, you should keep it for yourself. Your skinny body can't be compared to us. You can't stand the food in this world. I heard from Estelle that you had diarrhea after eating her jerky last time, right?"
Cyber smiled bitterly. He turned around and glared at the elf girl Estelle who was following behind him. Estelle stuck out her tongue and made a face at him naughtily.
"You little brat!"
Cyber reached out his hand and pretended to rub the girl's head, but the girl dodged like a jumping deer.
She ran behind Gan Duo like a gust of wind, grabbed the corner of the old elf's clothes, and pouted:
"Grandpa Gando! Mr. Cyber bullied me! "
"Hahaha …"
Gando laughed.
"Alright, alright. I'll talk to Mr. Cyber for a while. Estelle, go find your friends and play."
The old Elf said.
"Okay."
The Elven girl nodded obediently and ran towards the slow-moving Elven team. Soon, she was playing with a few Elves of similar age.
They were at the center of the team. It was a place protected by layers of guards. It was a place where young Elves who were slightly mutated gathered.
Gando burped as he looked at the laughing figures of the young Elves. His gaze became warmer.
"When we return to the world of Segers, Estelle and the others will be free and can grow up happily."
He sighed with emotion.
Hearing Gan Duo's words, Cyber's heart was filled with emotions.
He looked at the long team and sighed.
"Everything will be fine."
Gando nodded in agreement and fell into silence.
After a while, he sighed.
"Mr. Cyber."
"Hmm?"
"I would like to apologize to you. I didn't recognize you when you first arrived in the city."
Cyber looked at the old Elf in surprise and said, "Mr. Gando, you're too polite.
"Mr. Gan Duo, you're too polite. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to recognize you either. After all … I don't have the Light of Faith on me."
Hearing Cyber's words, Gando bitterly smiled and sighed.
"In the end, my faith isn't devout enough. But … I think I understand why you don't have the Light of Faith on you."
"Why?"
Cyber asked curiously.
Gando thought for a while and said,
"You mentioned that we Elves are on par with the Human Kingdom. I think … Mother Goddess is still hiding her identity, right?"
"She changed the Holy Emblem and the name of the Church."
"If that's the case, it's safer for you to enter the Abyss without the Light of Faith. You won't attract the attention of the enemies."
Hearing Gan Duo's words, Cyber's expression was a little surprised.
"Seems like I'm right?"
Gando raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm … How should I put it? It should be right."
"What do you mean by should be?"
"It means a little."
"What do you mean by a little?"
"…"
Cyber looked at Gando helplessly and the latter laughed.
At this moment, a voice called out from behind them.
"Mr. Cyber, Mr. Cyber!"
Cyber turned around and saw a priest who was panting heavily.
Behind him were two elven guards with powerful auras, each of them carrying a tall chest.
"Mr. Cyber! Lady Aurora asked me to pass this to you! "
He respectfully passed the box to Cyber.
Cyber raised his eyebrows and looked at the box that was at least one meter tall. He felt a familiar energy coming from it and his heart skipped a beat.
"The statue on the tower?"
"Yes, Lady Aurora said that this is the statue that gathered the power of faith of our entire tribe for thousands of years. Only by passing it to you can it maximize its effect."
The Shaman said.
When Cyber heard this, he understood what was going on.
"Divine Spell Barrier?"
"That's right. We'll have to trouble you. The journey won't be peaceful."
The Shaman nodded and said apologetically.
Cyber waved his hand.
"It's fine. This is my responsibility. I'll make good use of it and protect everyone at the crucial moment."
As he spoke, he took the box and carried it on his back.
His body sank slightly, and Cyber felt that the responsibility on his shoulders had increased.
"Oh right, where's Lady Aurora?"
He asked again.
"Lady Aurora is still in the city. She wants to pray for the tribe members who are 'sleeping' here and bid them farewell."
The Shaman said.
"I see …"
Cyber sighed.
For more than two thousand years, how many members of the Frost tribe had been sleeping here forever?
Cyber didn't know.
He didn't have the heart to know.
However, the darkness was about to pass and dawn was about to arrive.
And he, along with the elves, would head towards a future full of hope.
After the Shaman left, Cyber and Gando continued to advance with the team.
Although the team of frost elves was very long, it was orderly.
Obviously, the years of struggling in the abyss had formed an iron-like discipline.
The entire team, from the inside to the outside, was made up of adult elves who had mutated more and more as they grew older. The elven guards at the outermost layer were wearing tattered armor. They were full of killing intent and looked majestic.
They were older elves and experienced warriors who had fought many times.
After further communication with Gando, Cyber found out that the armor on these elven guards were mostly passed down from generation to generation. The earliest ones were brought in from the World of Segers by the first generation of frost elves.
The Abyss was extremely barren. The elves could only carefully preserve the armor and weapons passed down by their ancestors to survive in this world.
Although the bones of some demons and monsters could be used to make arrows, it was difficult to purify the abyssal power in the bones. Therefore, it was not suitable to make personal equipment.
However, Cyber also noticed that there were very few elderly elves in the team, even at the outermost layer.
Of course, although they were elderly, according to the growth and aging speed of frost elves in the Abyss, most of them were only one or two hundred years old.
If this age was in the World of Segers, it would be the best age for the elves.
But here, they were already old and weary.
"Where are the elders in the team?"
Cyber curiously looked at Gando when he couldn't find the elderly elves in the team.
Gando was slightly startled, but his expression was calm.
"They … they went to scout ahead."
"Went to scout ahead?"
"Yes, this journey is so long. We will definitely encounter demons or even the Blacktide. Someone has to scout ahead. If they can come back, it means that the front is safe. If they can't, then they will take a detour."
Gan Duo said naturally, as if he was talking about something very normal.
As he spoke, he sighed again.
"Logically speaking, I should go too. But Lady Aurora didn't agree to it. She said that as the Temple Master, I have to help her manage all the priests …"
"Really, you don't know how arrogant and proud those guys were when they left! We were clearly playmates who grew up together, but he still said to me, "Gando, you coward, we're going to explore the path first. You should just follow Lady Aurora and walk slowly behind us!" It really pisses me off. "
Gando complained.
However, even though he was complaining, Cyber seemed to hear a trace of sadness in his words.
As he complained, Gando gradually stopped.
He looked into the distance and sighed.
"But … even if they don't go, they don't have the protection of the Power of Faith like I do. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long. To be able to shine in these last two months is their wish."
Hearing Gando's words, Cyber slightly opened his mouth and sighed in his heart.
He never had the extravagant hope of being able to bring everyone back.
But before they even set off, the Frost Elves were already prepared to sacrifice some of their people. This made him feel a little sad.
But this was unavoidable.
The wilderness was dangerous, and it was bound to be accompanied by sacrifice.
And the old elves who had the most severe mutation, the moment they left the city, it meant that they could fall at any time.
They … were probably already prepared to sacrifice themselves.
Hope was right in front of them.
But they would never be able to reach there.
But even so, they were willing to become the light of hope.
Burning themselves, illuminating the path for their people in the darkness.
Unknowingly, an elf in the marching team took out a harp and slowly played it.
The sound was ethereal, ethereal and soothing.
The song seemed to have a mystical power. Cyber seemed to see a stubborn tribe that continued to move forward in the darkness.
Even if the road ahead was filled with difficulties, they never gave up.
That song was filled with power.
It was a tenacity that was soft but firm, a majesty that was rooted in the soul of the tribe.
The ancient song floated above the team and attracted more and more elves to join in.
Gando's eyes gradually became blurred as he followed the song.
"When the cold of winter comes.
"The starless night will cover the day.
"In the veil of the sun.
"We will walk in the bitter rain.
"But in the dream.
"I can still hear your name.
"And in the dream.
"We will meet again.
"When the sea and the mountains crumble.
"We will reach the end of time.
"In the darkness, I hear a call.
"Calling me to go there.
"I will go there.
"And then return.
"…"
The ancient ballad was being sung and sung in the slowly advancing procession …
Listening to the soothing melody, Cyber gradually became infatuated.
At this moment, a strong impulse surged in his heart.
He wanted to record all of this.
He wanted to pass down the story of the frost elves.
Their perseverance, their persistence, their greatness.
He wanted to share everything that happened here with everyone, to share it with the world.
Sai Bo exhaled slowly and opened the system network.
He went to the official forum and created a new post.
The ethereal song still echoed in his ears, and a trace of gentleness flashed across Cyber's face.
"Friends …"
"What I am going to tell you is a story about perseverance and faith."
"In the dark world of the abyss, there was once such a great tribe …"
"…"
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Note: Lyrics from "In Dreams"
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