"Brando, do you feel it?"
The hunter maiden's thin figure struggled along the cliff in front of her, teetering on the verge of collapse. She had said that in her dream, she saw her brother passing through a sharp, knife-like ice wall. The cold wind was bitterly cold, and the surrounding environment was like a labyrinth hall made of hundreds of ice prisms.
The crowd passed through the ice tunnel filled with ancient corpses, and this was the scene that appeared in front of them:
The underground glacier seemed to have been cut off abruptly, and the entire section appeared in front of them. The section extended from the bottom of the earth to the surface nearly a thousand feet above, forming a precipitous abyss. Standing on the edge of the ice section, looking up was the gray, cold, howling sky, and looking down was the bottomless abyss. The north wind, wrapped in disordered magic, whistled past hundreds of feet away, and the vast expanse of whiteness resembled tens of thousands of ghosts.
It was like the Winter Colt that drove the Goddess of the North Wind, Jupiter, in mythology, or an ice-blue stream, like the waves of a river, surging endlessly.
This scene was just as Peya had described before, and when everyone came here, they couldn't help but be stunned.
Using dreams to find answers sounded outrageous, and although the witches believed that dreams foretold reality, most people thought it was absurd. Even Veronica, who supported Brando, couldn't help but think that the young lord's ideas were a little too presumptuous, and Laurenna and Shido were even more skeptical.
The empire's eldest son was noncommittal, as if that cold look was his trademark.
The only ones who supported Brando, apart from those who had followed him since the beginning like Scarlet and Metisha, who firmly believed in his decisions, were the witches and Firas.
As for the latter, there was no need to ask. Our Mr. Knight was willing to believe in anyone he saw eye to eye, no matter how ridiculous the reason for believing was.
But Brando himself had a hunch in his heart, and in fact, he had been having this illusion all day – something was guiding them.
He remembered more than once his strange dream and the pair of eyes behind him that he couldn't find the reason for.
"You mean the voice on the ice?"
A long-lost familiar voice suddenly rang in his mind. Brando was slightly startled and immediately reacted, "Lady Saint-ausol, you're awake?"
The voice on the ice had been following them since they passed through the crisscrossing cracks under the long ice, and the low rustling sound was imperceptible hundreds of feet away. If it wasn't for the flow of dark magic, Brando would occasionally even think it was just an illusion.
But he was not the only one in the team who noticed this, as Aloz and the Ash Sword Saint were on high alert.
[Other than the Glacier Worms, the only things that can move under the ice are those unknown things. But the Glacier Worms rarely travel between the faults, and I'm very clear about this.
"I'm not talking about that. A part of the blood in your body is becoming restless. Haven't you noticed that, little guy?" Sanorso's voice was a little lazy, but it soon became serious. She said in her unique "serious and slightly mocking tone," "You're not in a good state of mind right now. Do you expect me to be able to sleep in such a situation?"
"Not mental state? What do you mean? "
Brando was a little puzzled. Since entering the Black Forest, the Elf Queen had very little time to talk with him, and only occasionally discussed with him about the War of the Holy Saints. Most of the time, she urged him to learn swordsmanship and the lost knowledge of the mist elves. Today, she suddenly woke up, and she must have noticed something special.
"Confusion, you were affected by the dream. Something here is calling you, and it is trying to affect your mind." Saint-ausol replied seriously.
Brando remembered the golden box as if he was pricked by a needle. He calmed himself down first, and then asked, "Lady Saint-ausol, did you notice something?"
"I think it's that thing. I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky." The Elf Queen sighed.
Brando was slightly startled.
"Back then, we drove a group of Miirnas to the south and chased them from the plains north of Erouine to the south, which was still covered by the Black Forest at that time. After the Dark Dragon was sealed, they stole one of the seals from Yasu and wanted to enter the Loop of Trade Winds to gather the other seal. We and the Silver Elves chased them until here. We thought that they escaped from Bucce to Madara and formed the descendants of the Miirnas there today. But we didn't expect them to split into two. One went through the Stained Frost Forest and went to the east — "
"Wait." Brando was shocked. He suddenly stopped the words of the Great Sage of the Mist Elves and asked, "You said that they stole one of the seals from Yasu and wanted to enter the Loop of Trade Winds to gather the other seal. You're not talking about the Gray Gem, are you?"
"Other than that, what else?" Saint-ausol's voice became a little angry. It seemed that the chase didn't go very well.
Brendel understood something in an instant. The golden box that the Miirna people threw down the Great Rift Valley once again appeared in his mind. He raised his head and glanced at the cliff that was as smooth as a mirror, his expression a little strange.
"Do you understand?"
"I understand, but I don't understand why they didn't take the seal with them and brought it on the ship. Why did they leave it here?" Brando asked in his mind.
He was faintly looking forward to it. If the first seal of the Dark Dragon had brought him endless benefits, then the Frenzied Power brought by The Fool's talent was now one of his greatest trump cards, not to mention the loyalty of the Witches.
Although Saint-ausol's words didn't sound that happy, Brando could understand her feelings. No matter what she said, this Elven Sage was probably still worried that the Dark Dragon would resurrect again.
It wasn't that Brando didn't have such worries, but he saw this power more as a kind of data in the game. It was really difficult to feel any sense of danger when it was written in black and white on the character panel. At least until now, for Brando, as long as it was related to the game, there was almost nothing that he didn't expect. Therefore, he had reason to believe that this strange character panel wouldn't cheat him on this issue.
Unless this damned 'System' was created by the Dark Dragon.
But this wasn't very likely because Odin was just a Planeswalker. In fact, Brando had a faint premonition that the 'System' in his body had far more authority than a Planeswalker because this' System 'could perfectly accommodate a Planeswalker. As a modern person, he had never heard of a low-level System that could completely accommodate a high-level System. This was illogical.
Saint-ausol glanced at him in his mind world. Brando vaguely saw the Elven lady with her arms crossed. She obviously knew what Brando was thinking, but as usual, the Sage didn't criticize Brando's disapproving thoughts. She just replied with a proud look, "Who knows? Maybe they can't take it away. You have to know that they have our Forest Brigade Army and the Silver Elves' Dragon King Cavalry behind them. They have the Dark Dragon's seal on them. It's just wishful thinking for them to leave this land without anyone knowing."
Brando was skeptical about the Elven lady's words. If the Mist Elves and Silver Elves were really that powerful, the Miirnas might not be able to pass through the Lion Pass on the border between Erouine and Cruz. Of course, the Kingdom of Erouine didn't exist at that time, but the Lion Pass had been built since the first battle.
But he wisely didn't dwell on this issue. It was impolite to rashly offend an Elf lady, but it was unwise to offend an old lady with outstanding strength. He decisively skipped this issue and asked, "Sage, you mean that the Gray Gem isn't far from us? Can we find a way to get it back?"
"Do you really want to get it back?" Saint-ausol glanced at him again.
"Of course, I need strength now, Saint-ausol. You understand. I will deal with it carefully, please rest assured. "Brando replied.
The Elf lady suddenly laughed, "What are you worried about, little guy? I didn't say that you can't get it back. Rather than letting you absorb the seal, it's better than letting it fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives. Besides, Odin also approved of you, didn't he? There aren't many people who can make that arrogant guy like you. I still don't understand what he likes about you. "
Saint-ausol thought for a moment and nodded with her hand supporting her chin, "It seems that I have a good eye."
"Then?" Brando was a little excited, as if the depression of being watched during the day had been swept away.
"Don't be happy too early, little guy." Saint-ausol snorted, "You want to know the location of that thing? Actually, there's no need for that. It's not far from you, and it's getting closer. "
"Getting closer?" Brando was startled.
"The leader of the Miirna people is called Seibers Ansu. You may not have heard of his name, but in our time, he was a very famous guy. The Cruz people called him the Last Frost Earth Guard, which means that after him, there was no more outstanding Frost Knight than him. "
Saint-ausol suddenly said casually, "If he wasn't murdered or usurped, then the Gray Gem should be kept by him. A Frost Knight will make an oath, and once they make an oath, they will always keep their promise, from life to death. "
"You know what I mean, right?"
Brendel's jaw dropped as he looked at the elegant Elven lady in front of him. The Great Sage's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, shining with a cunning glint like a little girl who was waiting to watch a good show.
What kind of joke was this? How could he not recognize Seibers Ansu, the leader of the Miirna people's Black Crow Clan, the Last Frost Knight Lord, and the man who guarded the Winter Whistle Pass alone during the Final War, making Cruz's White Wolf Legion not dare to move an inch, and became a laughingstock.
To this day, the mountain people still talked about his figure at the mountain pass. The lone wolf painted on the red stone slab was his personal glory.
Such a hero that only appeared in legends and epics, and now it seemed like Saint-ausol was going to find trouble with them?
What kind of joke was this? This guy's opponents back then were people like Flame King Gretel, Wind Queen Saint-ausol, Archbishop Fanzin, and the Mountain Crown Eleranta.
What was Brando?
But Brando suddenly turned his head with a strange expression. As soon as Saint-ausol's voice fell, a creaking sound came from above everyone's heads. Greysword Saint-mephistopheles, Aloz, and Veronica looked up at the same time, and they only saw a visible crack in the center of the ice above their heads that was spreading forward at a rapid speed.
"Be careful, Peya!"
Laurenna suddenly cried out.
… (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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