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Chapter 690

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"Brando, where are we going?"

The metal parts on the two warhorses rattled as they moved through the forest one after the other. The female Knight on the horse held the reins tightly with one hand and turned her head to look at the surrounding scenery worriedly. The still forest was like an oil painting, with refreshing greenery seeping out from the depths of the background. Sunlight passed through the canopy and scattered on the withered leaves like a curtain of light.

The forest was silent, except for the rustling of the horse's hooves on the withered leaves and the sound of metal colliding, which made one's hair stand on end.

Freya's face was a little pale. Although she had only suffered minor injuries at the hands of Laurenna and was fine after Merial's treatment. But the long journey on horseback after losing blood was still a little too much for her.

"Tired?" Brando looked back at her and asked with concern.

"No, but … but it's getting dark. If we go any further, we won't be able to return to Schafflund." Freya said with a worried tone. She didn't know why Brando suddenly asked her to go to Schafflund and go deep into Mount Grahar.

— — A little further ahead was the Black Forest.

"It's okay," Brando smiled on horseback and didn't seem to care, "When it gets dark, we can camp in the wild. With me here, what are you worried about? "

But Freya's face turned red, "But, but, but we only have one tent."

Brando liked the future Valkyrie like this, so he wasn't in a hurry to answer. When the latter glared at him fiercely, he laughed, "Actually, I was lying to you. We'll be there soon."

Freya breathed a sigh of relief and then realized that she had been teased. She took a deep breath and resisted the urge to punch the smirking face with difficulty. But she saw that the latter had already tightened the reins and let out a soft sigh, and the warhorse under him stopped. Brando looked around carefully, as if to confirm something. Then, he dismounted from the horse with a 'whoosh'. With one hand on the hilt of his sword, he dragged his cloak and slowly walked forward.

Seeing Brando like this, Freya had no choice but to put away her original angry expression and became curious. She saw him rustling the dead leaves as he walked to a tree. Of course, she did not recognize the scientific names of the trees on the labels in the thick literature of scholars. However, she knew that the giant trees with dark trunks were commonly known as ghost trees in Erouine. "Brando, you … what are you looking at?"

Brando raised his head and looked at the ebony tree. He was very familiar with these trees, as if he had seen them again after many years of separation. There was a faint sense of intimacy. He thought of something in silence, of all the past, some of which he could not remember clearly, but the memory still flashed through his mind like shards of glittering fragments, like seashells in a sea of sand.

Then, he looked away and found the grayish-white boulder not far from where he remembered. The boulder was like a giant egg stuck in the ground at an angle. His eyes followed the uneven surface of the boulder, and he stopped every time he went up. After the third time, he saw the forked star-shaped crack.

Then, he replied, "Nothing. We're here, Freya."

"We're here?" Freya could not help but raise her head and look around. After half of the afternoon, the light in the forest grew dimmer and dimmer. She could only see an empty space made up of dark green treetops, twisted tree trunks, and intertwined roots. From this angle, the forest looked more like a semi-enclosed cave with intersecting tunnels leading in all directions.

Unlike the other places in Tónigel, the black coniferous forests that were commonly seen in Grinoires and Randner Mountains were rarely seen. Instead, it was covered with large patches of evergreen broad-leaved forests, as if there was a mysterious magic that nourished this ancient forest underground.

"What is this place?"

"This should be the border of the Black Forest in this direction." Brando took a few steps forward and pushed aside a large patch of shrubs. He noticed that they were almost at the top of the mountain. Looking to the east, there were black ridges that went from south to north, like the backs of several dragons. He stretched out his hand and pointed in that direction and said, "To the east is the Eversong Forest. You should have heard of it, right?"

"The mountains of Chablis?" Freya asked curiously. The mountains of Chablis were a famous landmark in the southern part of Erouine. The beautiful scenery of the Eversong Forest had always been a tourist destination, so she had heard of it even when she was in Bucce.

"Yes," Brando nodded, "But to be more precise, it should be the border between Tosancade Forest and the Eversong Forest. The Tusk Fortress is located in that direction, and it's the southern border of Erouine."

After saying that, he stared in that direction without saying a word. Surrounded by clouds and mist was a vast wilderness. The Dark Forest was scattered all over the place, and it was a rare sight for explorers. Any player who saw such a scene would be filled with ambition, just like a sailor trying to conquer the magnificent sea.

"But why did we come here? Bu, Brando, what are you doing? " The Knight maiden was puzzled. She did not understand why Brando would bring her to such a desolate place. But when she saw Brando taking off his cloak and coat, she was startled. She subconsciously placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and stared at him nervously.

Brando stopped and looked at the future Goddess of War in confusion, "What are you thinking about?"

"You, you, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Of course I'm going to climb down from here. What are you thinking?" Brando replied snappily, "Am I not worthy of your trust? Come and help me get my clothes. Wait here for me, idiot."

Freya's face turned as red as blood. She lowered her head as if she wanted to find a hole to hide in. But when she heard Brando's request, the Goddess of War dilly-dallied for a long time before she unbuckled all kinds of leather buckles and climbed down from the horse. If she dismounted at this speed in the academy, she would probably get a negative score in the riding test. Then she took the coat from Brando with trembling hands.

"Where, where are you going?" She held the coat in a daze and asked gingerly like a clumsy maid.

"You'll know later."

Brando replied. Then she looked up and saw him walking to the side. He pulled out a rope from the bag on the horse and tied it to the 'ghost tree' from before. She saw him let go of the rope little by little and slowly walked to the edge of the cliff. Then he looked down and threw the other half of the rope down.

"Brando, what's down there?" The Goddess of War was slightly stunned and finally realized what Brando was going to do.

Brando raised his head and looked at her from that direction. He put a finger to his lips and shook his head at the girl from the countryside of Bucce. Then he grabbed the rope with one hand and suddenly jumped down.

"Be careful!"

Freya could not help but shout in a low voice.

But the shouts seemed to be dragged further and further away from his ears. The biting cold wind above the cliff made him squint his eyes, and when he finally managed to distinguish the scenery in front of him, he felt that the fog below the cliff was very close to him, just like the illusion of being close to the surface of the water when he jumped into the water.

Then, with a whoosh, he felt himself falling into the clouds. Brando hurriedly grabbed some ropes. With his strength as a Gold Ranker, he naturally did not need to climb down the rope bit by bit. But the last time he came here was at least ten years ago, and nearly a hundred years had passed in the game. He was afraid that he remembered the wrong location, so he brought the rope for insurance.

After all, before he really activated his Elemental Activation, he could not fly in the sky.

Brando stared at the cliff. In just a few seconds, a platform protruding out of the bushes swept past his sight. His reaction was quick. He clenched his fist, and the rope in his hand immediately tightened with a 'bang'. The strong reaction force pulled him back and forth in the air. There was a burnt smell on the rope, but he did not feel anything strange in his hand.

The physical fitness of a Gold Ranker had long exceeded the range of what a normal person could imagine.

He raised his head and looked up. The location of the platform was not much different from what he remembered. It was more than ten meters away from him. But this distance was almost non-existent to him. Brando gently swung the rope close to the cliff, then grabbed the jagged rocks and climbed up lightly like a monkey.

The platform covered with bushes was almost exactly the same as what he remembered. Brando looked around. The rock that protruded from the mountainside was about half the size of a basketball court. But in fact, it was much wider, but the dense trees and vines blocked most of his sight. He carefully walked in a direction according to his memory, then pulled away the thick entangled vines.

With a crash, accompanied by the sound of soil rolling down, Brando did not use much strength to pull away the dead branches and rotten leaves. Sure enough, a cone-shaped stone slab was revealed below. This stone slab was about his height and two people wide. It was a bit like the Stone Statue of Wisdom (1) that was commonly seen in forests everywhere, but it was not the image of Misokai, the Weaver of Magic and Storm, but a black moon.

The Silent Moon, Erouine's seventh moon. This moonless moon could never be observed from the sky, but it really existed in history.

Brando did not say a word. He cleaned up the vines on the platform one by one, and then revealed another eleven similar stone tablets below. On each stone tablet, there was a moon, which in turn represented the flowing fate and the source of magic in Erouine's sky.

This place was the temple of fate.

Or rather, it was where the players called it the Class Change Center.

Brando had once checked the information. These stone tablets were built by a race even older than the Miirnas. The purpose of their construction seemed to be to stabilize the original Martha's Law of Tiamat. In the whole of Wohnde, such stone tablets existed in many places, but they were all built in extremely hidden places.

For example, the one in Tónigel was built on the border of the Black Forest in Mount Grahar and had been buried for countless years. However, when Brando went to these places in the game, these stone tablets had already been cleaned up by the players in front of him, so he did not have to waste so much time on them like today.

He carefully looked at the thin veins on the ground in the center of the stone tablet array, then raised his head, and his gaze followed them to the center of the platform. These rune lines and veins with a metallic glow were very familiar to him. They were very similar to the energy transmission magic circles he saw under Valhalla, as if they were made by the same civilization.

This doubt flashed through Brando's mind. Then he put away his thoughts and walked to the center of the platform. Although these stone tablets in Wohnde contained all kinds of secrets, they only had one function in the game.

That was to let the players receive their own Elemental Activation missions. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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