The black sandstorm struggled to wash away the earth and clouds, until after several days of raging, it seemed to be a little tired, but the black sand in the wind was still violent and heavy, like a dying warrior, using his last strength to exchange for a trace of the enemy's blood
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On the Parady Peak, in the confused and chaotic blackness, three figures stepped onto its waist. They were wearing thick cloaks, with layers of black gauze adhered to them, blocking the original color of the cloaks. Sandstorm seemed to notice
These three figures were not afraid of it, so it began to fight back violently. The gradually sparse black sand gathered crazily and slapped on them, causing their cloaks to make a hunting cry in the wind.
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However, the man in the cloak did not waver at all, and continued to move upward little by little with steady steps.
Until a certain moment, they finally reached a place where the tentacles of the sandstorm could not spread. Above the clouds, at the top of the Parady Mountains.
This is the highest peak of the Silent Domain. However, even if you stand here, you cannot see the whole of the Silent Domain. Looking down, you can only see one after another, continuous gray clouds. And above the clouds
, there is another dark sky, as if this is another world.
The first figure to walk out of the sandstorm lowered the hood on his head, revealing his face. There was still a trace of childishness on this face, but his hair was pale, and his eyes were restrained but still clear.
Edge.
Aranza.
Aranza had been here before when she first entered the Realm of Silence, but it was at night, so she did not notice some of the scenes here.
At this moment, the night had just reached out its hand, and Aranza finally discovered the only source of light in the realm of silence. It was a sun full of cracks, hiding among the clouds at the end of the line of sight. It had reached the age of dying struggle.
, the light on the body is sparse and intermittent, like a magic lamp that has exhausted its energy, squeezing out its last energy to emit a ray of light at the moment it is completely extinguished. However, at this moment, the ancient sun of the Silent Domain is
It has lasted for thousands of years.
Finally, when the torrent of night rushed towards it, it seemed tired again and slowly submerged into the thick clouds. Then, dusk began to fall, but the light stopped at the next moment, taking the opportunity to draw a swift black.
Even so, it still maintains the moment before it weakened and refuses to go out.
Aranza watched the old sun fall into the clouds and suddenly let out a sigh of relief. He knew that in a short while, it would rise again and illuminate this dead land with its eternal light.
At this time, Aranza's shoulders moved under the cloak, but a small pink head came out from under the cloak. It was the reborn rumble. Its two big eyes looked left and right.
Then he let out a roar of joy, flew out from under Aranza's cloak, and flew around Aranza happily.
"Well, I'm worried that you won't be able to adapt to this body."
Aranza looked away from the distance, looked at Rumble flying randomly, and smiled.
"Hehe, this body is much stronger than the previous one!"
Longlong landed on Aranza's shoulder, and at the same time he raised his head and let out a proud cry, but a small stream of fire suddenly spurted out from his throat, which instantly frightened Longlong into coughing. It seemed that he had not fully adapted to this body yet.
New body.
Aranza ignored the rumble and turned his eyes back to the direction he came from. After a while, two other figures slowly walked out of the sandstorm, one big and one small, they were the traveler and Karu. The sandstorm formed a very strange formation here.
The scenery, it has broken through the clouds, but is unable to take a step towards this mountain peak. It is like a burning black flame boiling below Aranza, and the travelers and Karoo who step out of the black flame are covered with
Wearing a cloak, he looked like a pagan coming out of hell.
Aranza took off his cloak and shook it vigorously, shaking off the black sand on it, revealing the original red color of the cloak. Then, he put the cloak back on, and at the same time looked at the traveler and said, "Well,
We're here."
"Don't worry"
The traveler just glanced at Aranza. She knew what Aranza meant. She took off her cloak, revealing the ferocious mask under the hood.
Even at this time, Aranza still couldn't adapt to the combination of the weak voice and the ferocious mask. He tilted his head in distress, watching the white wings behind the traveler finally unfold after a short period of suppression, and a
A perfectly smooth feather inserts an unsociable and holy color into the tone of the realm of silence.
She flapped her wings, and her perfect long legs outlined by black scales slightly lifted off the ground.
"Follow me."
She said. She took the lead and flew forward.
Hearing this, Aranza and Carew looked at each other. Of course, the young man showed no sign of thinking in the big man's eyes. He could only shrug and waved to Carew, indicating that he would listen to the traveler.
The top of the mountain is extremely silent. The gate of the kingdom of God Phobos and the white light of Isrian have burned the skeletons originally guarded here into piles of scattered bones. However, judging from the structure of the scattered bones, the skeletons that can be gathered here are
They are all extraordinary, the black bones of the Black Knight are everywhere, and the huge bones of the Skeleton Giant can also be seen everywhere.
The two of them followed the traveler towards a place, where a magnificent but miserably defeated figure came into view - the former representative of civilization in the Silent Domain, the Holy Temple of Luther.
At this moment, it is just a ruin with no archaeological value.
Aranza and Carew had already explored this place once, but found nothing. They were also involved in a difficult and hard battle. The pile of bones on the ground were still moving at that time.
Aranza looked at the ruins of the Holy Temple of Luther with rare admiration, but found that there was not even a intact stone statue here, let alone some ancient civilization equipment or other things. What was left was just pieces of collapsed walls.
The original white color has been washed away, and the black of the Silent Domain has become the main tone of these walls.
They even weathered the carvings on it, making it look like a pile of black stones if the layout wasn't vaguely discernible from a distance. Together with the bones scattered on the ground, it actually made it far away from the temple.
It looks more and more distant, and instead looks like a cemetery that is not too spooky.
The traveler was slightly suspended in front of a broken door of the temple, with a slender and graceful back. She didn't know where her eyes fell, and she said without looking back: "This temple is where Neferax, the Lord of Light, lives in the mortal world."
It is the only temple in the world, but it is also the most magnificent temple among the temples. There used to be more than tens of thousands of believers praying here every day, and their footsteps would even crush Paradi's waist."
"Well, such a grand occasion has never happened in the space I live in."
Aranza smiled, what he said was true, but he didn't care about it now. His eyes were fixed on the wings behind the traveler, and he said, "But you seem to be very familiar with this place."
At this time.
The traveler slowly turned around. Even though her black scales and ferocious mask added a bit of splendor to her main tone, the aura she was exuding at this time gave Aranza some illusion, as if there was something revealed in that turn.
What comes out is sacred and supreme light.
Like a new sun, breaking the black dusk that enveloped the earth.
Then, a soft and clear female voice sounded in Alanza's ears.
She said: "I think I should be able to tell you my real name now, there is only one, Neferax."
Neferax!
Among the original court gods, the name of the Lord of Light!