The first thousand one hundred and eighth chapter guests
The dark sky seemed dark and silent due to the deposition of the energy of the abyss. The blood-colored clouds squeezed every inch of the sunlight that broke free from the clouds. The dull air in the dusk seemed to fall to the ground. Only a few clear and dazzling bright light columns brought some light from the cracks of the clouds like chains connected to the sky and the earth.
The scene was too gloomy and too cold. The gloomy feeling was chaotic and drowsy, and the cold feeling was the tingling pain of the blade. This depressing atmosphere made the whole world seem as if it was trapped in the end of the world. The terminally ill wilderness seemed to die slowly under the rampage of chaos.
This is the outermost position that the demon invaded, and it is also a tragic land that has been penetrated by the abyss. All the low-level creatures that did not have time to evacuate the Great Plains quickly turned into terrible monsters with deformities after fissures appeared. Even after more than a month of self-destruction, the mutated wild animals and plants and the demons who vented their desires everywhere were almost completely injured.
As for now…the Karams border now has no “now” anymore.
It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a desolate wasteland that is occupied by the demons, and it is a terrible ruin that only the "Legend Scavengers" are qualified to step on. I believe that even if all the abyss rifts will be closed one day in the future, this wasteland may have to rely on the serious transformation of the caster or priest at the Morning Star level to restore normal ecological balance.
"What a terrible disaster, what a sad human heart. The evil monster invaded this land that should have been filled with many beautiful and vitality. However, no one of the resident legendary professionals in the entire Feren plane was willing to stand up and fight against evil to the end in order to protect their homes. Even the powerful Morning Star Mage had to block others from saving the poor innocent lives... Alas..."
While sighing sadly, he half-squatted on the cold dusty land, watching the dark red tones in the soil and the light red ice chips in the cold wind intertwined each other. The "Vajra" Iberfell, who had half-closed his eyelids, couldn't help but stretch out his palm and gently brushed the cracked earth.
The bright silver hand armor blocked the girl's skin touch, and the faint fluctuations of the Dou Qi blocked the erosion of the abyss energy. Even if a small piece of ice on the surface was wiped clean, Iberfell still did not feel any warmth of normal life in the dust.
Only the demon insect viruses from the abyss are slowly squirming in the blood-red energy. They devour life and erode their souls. These little demons with little eyes are constantly devouring all their ability to swallow things to strengthen themselves.
After they grow and mature, the lowest and most basic abyss creature "Abyss Worms" will rebirth on a scarlet fungus carpet. At that time, this sudden disaster will expand its own steps towards every clean natural land around it.
Just as life can find a way out, evil can always find a way out, because they all have one thing in common, that is, they do whatever they want for their own benefit.
But facing the evil forces that "can always find a way out", those "braves" who uphold justice should control the sharp blades that appear in the light, where will they go?
"Valkyrie" didn't know the answer. She was just a naive and righteous girl who was stubborn and persisted in her own right. What she could do was to purify all the "Ququmai" she could find, then grind them, and use Douqi to make high-temperature baked into hard bread and bring them back to the Horaka defense line.
No matter how long this disaster relief ration can last, no matter whether you will be targeted by the "long river of fate" because of such a large-scale help to ordinary people, no matter how many pairs of invisible eyes behind you are eyeing you, the compassionate warriors will not give up pessimisticly.
She is a legendary "Valkyrie" with a firm will!
However…………
What if the evil that finds a "way out" is not satisfied with raging in the barren ice fields, and between the wind and breath, it also finds the little kindness that hides "self-entertainment"?
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"Is it that "the legendary Valkyrie" - Miss Iberfell Marta?"
The gloomy air gradually solidified due to the sudden drop in temperature. Iberfell, who was panting and controlling a large oven made of scorching steam, also silently stopped working.
She carefully stuffed all the hundreds of tons of hard bread that had just been baked into the small space into the inferior storage ring, then wiped the sweat on her forehead and kept a friendly smile, and turned around and replied to a man standing in front of her:
"Hello, I am Iberfeld Marta, but I am not a "legendary Valkyrie". In fact, even this exaggerated title is just a leisure joke that a few of my friends said. If necessary, just call me Iberfeld."
Kind girls always treat people like this kind of gentle, polite and considerate. Although the young man who "stands" like a pillar in front of her now looks very depressed in a fat and loose devilish fur robe, the polite and considerate "Valkyrie" will not feel displeased because of the slight unkempt appearance of the stranger she talks to.
This is the true politeness of the nobles, and the friendly characteristics of the professionals who are only in the kind camp. This kind of politeness and kindness only depends on the quality of the person who is talking and has nothing to do with the status of the person being talked about. I believe that even if the man who is using a hoarse voice to question is not a legendary professional with obscure legend fluctuations all over his body, but an ordinary field farmer, Iberfier's attitude will not be much different from now.
Of course, politeness is politeness, kindness is kindness, and "just girl" with rich life experience and normal IQ will not relax her vigilance just because the stranger she meets "looks" without any aggressiveness.
In fact, while answering, the tight-knit "Valkyrie" had already secretly put her finger on the hilt of the sword around her waist.
"May I ask this legendary warrior, what's wrong with you coming here to find me? The Karamus Empire is in a state of war now, and there are still many innocent poor people who are starving in the cold wind of winter. I need to seize every moment as much as possible to purify the wheat and send it to the Horaka defense line. If you volunteer to join the "Feren Plane Guardians Alliance" to contribute to the great cause of justice, you can follow this road toward the direction of Mira falling to Mocha City, where our "temporary leader" Mr. Augustine is stationed."
Chapter completed!