"Xirong Kingdom sent many people to arrest me. I ran to the edge of the cliff thinking that I would definitely die. It was a moonlit night. Suddenly, all the light in the sky disappeared, and then the flames rose, and the god-like person appeared.
! He has wings of fire on his back, and with one swing of the black sword, all the people of Xirong will die tragically!"
"He saved me and defeated the Xirong army with one person. The children who were turned into monsters also recovered because of the antidote he refined. He led our tribe into the dangerous Floating Light Forest.
, cleared the obstacles along the way, took us to settle in this peaceful valley, taught us how to use Quesnel grass to avoid floating lights, taught us spiritual techniques and sword techniques, and turned this place into the new home of our Henala tribe.
."
Huang Beiyue was fascinated by what she heard. It turned out to be a story in the past. The people of the Henala tribe were grateful to that man, so they made him their king.
"The King of Night..."
Chief Henala said: "It's strange to say that at that time, he turned on the fighting mode, and the black energy surged around him, covering the clouds and closing the moon. Therefore, we regarded him as the 'King of the Night Covering'!"
"Black energy surges wildly?" Huang Beiyue's heart skipped a beat, thinking of her own Beasts Without Borders and the weird black energy every time she used it. Is there any connection between them?
As she spoke, she arrived at the patriarch's home. The patriarch opened the door and took her to a room similar to an ancestral hall. The light of the torch illuminated everything in the ancestral hall. It was just a simple furnishing, with a desk in the middle.
Above, there is a tablet with no words on it. It is a tablet without words.
Chief Henala picked up a bead from the desk, and then silently recited a few words. The bead emitted a dazzling red light, and in the light, a painting on the wall appeared in sight.
When Huang Beiyue saw the person in the painting, she was startled and couldn't help but take a few steps forward to take a closer look.
The fiery red hair was just like hers, and the black sword in his hand... Huang Beiyue's eyes flashed slightly in the red light, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
That black sword was exactly the same as the black sword he was holding in his hand when the Spirit Master suddenly transformed into another person!
The boy in the painting is very young, handsome, energetic, proud and confident, as if the light of the whole world surrounds him. He is an absolutely stunning and talented person!
But why was a memorial tablet set up at such a young age?
"Nama?" She trembled slightly when she heard the voice calling for nightmare in her heart.
The nightmare in her body had no response and was silent. Her voice sounded like an echo, floating empty in her heart.
"Nama?" She tried calling again, but there was also no response.
I don’t know what this nightmare is doing?
"When I saw you for the first time, you used a spell that was exactly the same as the King of Darkness. I suspected that you must have some relationship with him. Now, it is certain that you were indeed sent by him.
"
Chief Henala said excitedly.
Huang Beiyue didn't feel much. She just looked at the people in the painting with a slightly subtle mood.
However, no matter what, her temperament was very calm, and her heart gradually calmed down. The silence was difficult to break.
