The wind and snow roared in the mountains, and the shadows of the big cedar trees blurred into black afterimages behind the snow curtain, making it impossible to distinguish the trunks from branches and leaves. Ringer and his party stepped on the snow on the ground, one foot deep and one shallow, one foot at a time.
Walking among the mountain valleys sandwiched between towering snow-capped peaks, my hair and clothes were covered with a thin layer of frost.
"ha--"
Alice wrapped her clothes tightly and breathed out a breath of warm mist, but it was quickly frozen by the low temperature outside and condensed into fine ice particles. As soon as the biting north wind blew, she disappeared into the depths of the snow.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off a few crystal snowflakes, and looked up at the sky. Her ruby-like eyes were stained by the wind and snow, and only reflected a vast white patch, unable to see what was behind the snow curtain.
The sight made me complain, "I hate snow."
"Hold on a little longer, Alice." St. Shalia encouraged her gently: "We are not far from the top of the mountain and will be there soon."
It's a pity that Alice didn't cheer up because of this encouragement. She even muttered in a low voice: "It just requires perseverance, so I hate it."
Everyone was speechless when they heard this sentence.
With the protection of fairy magic and cold-proof clothing, this level of wind and snow was not enough to stop the travelers from moving forward, but the biting cold wind and the vast white snow still caused them a lot of trouble.
The journey became particularly difficult. When I raised my head, my vision was blurred by the oncoming snowflakes, and the ice shards hit my cheeks as painful as a knife. When I took a step, I fell into the cold and muddy snowdrift, separated by the thick soles of my shoes.
The temperature transmitted seemed to freeze the blood, and the progress gradually turned into a numb mechanical movement...
Rather than saying that Alice hates snow, it is better to say that she hates the feeling that stopping to rest feels like a waste of time, and persisting in the snow and wind feels like a waste of energy.
No matter how you think about it, you always feel that you have lost money, and the most intolerable thing for talented players is to suffer losses.
Xino who was next to him asked thoughtfully: "Would you like to hide behind me? That might be easier."
The girl knight's body was so tempered that she was indifferent to the blizzard on the seven-thousand-meter peak. The fine ice shards wrapped in the wind and snow, enough to cut her cheek, could not move her eyes in the slightest.
Still bright and firm.
This further highlighted Alice's waste. The latter immediately cheered up and refused to show her timidity: "No need, it's just a snowstorm. I, Alice, am not that fragile yet!"
"Ah." A guilty look appeared on Xino's face: "Actually, I was asking about Miss Gloria."
Alice: "..."
"Call me Captain."
Gloria corrected Xino's misunderstanding in a serious manner, but she knew that the girl knight had obviously not adapted to this kind of role-playing game, so she only corrected, not forced. She pressed the rapier sword on her waist with one hand.
On the handle, the other hand pulled down the hat a little to block the snowflakes coming from the face, and then showed a confident smile: "No need, this little bit of wind and snow is less than one ten thousandth of the storm on the sea.
A passionate sea man is not afraid of the storm, let alone the snow and wind in front of him."
Ai-chan, a sea boy who was not passionate at all, curled his lips secretly and expressed disdain for the captain's statement.
Having said that, Xino still keenly noticed that Gloria's hands and feet were shaking slightly in the cold wind, and her breathing became heavier every time. It was obvious that her physical strength had reached its limit.
No matter how her identity and memory change, her body is still the same after all, and her physical fitness can only be described as a fish. If she hadn't trained for a short period of time when she was an athlete, the situation would have been worse, right?
Xino didn't want to expose her brave words, so he just smiled helplessly, then silently quickened his pace, and stood in front of Gloria and Alice without leaving a trace, blocking them from the wind and snow coming from the sky.
.All of a sudden, two sighs of relief came from behind at the same time, but Alice's was more obvious, while Gloria deliberately lowered her voice.
After all, the captain cannot show cowardice in front of the crew.
Lin Ge didn't notice the interaction between the girls. He walked at the front of the team, facing the white snow. He needed to be highly concentrated to ensure that the road he was walking on was safe and that he would not slip or fall or get lost.
The danger of direction. On this inaccessible 7,000-meter peak, if you lose your footing and fall, you may be shattered to pieces. If you lose your direction, you may become a victim of a snowstorm or food in the mouth of a wild beast.
There are deadly threats lurking everywhere. Foreigners like them dare to go so deep with the blessing of goblin magic. In the past, the believers and travelers who came here to climb mountains and make pilgrimages had the local Shatoto people as guides along the way.
There are also various facilities built by the city government to ensure safety, but there are still many cases of death due to slips and falls and disorientation every year.
It is hard to imagine how much perseverance and perseverance the man named Saint Tumi relied on to climb to the top of Mount Osor alone in that primitive and barbaric era and live on the top of Mount Osor.
After thirty-three months of observing the sky and mapping the stars, I finally found a way to the realm of God.
The wind and snow 10,000 years ago must have been more severe and cold, but 10,000 years later, the deeds of the saint are still no one to repeat. Is this enough to show that the obstacles to the divine realm are never the mountains, the wind and snow, and the vast star road?
, but what about people’s own will?
St. Tumi himself kept secret about this experience, and the natural disaster destroyed so much history that later generations, like Ringer, could only piece together some traces of the past from these fragmented fragments.
Some people may know better, but whether they are willing to share the history they know with these strangers of unknown origin is obviously an unsolvable problem.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Before getting in touch with those people, Ringer can only try to grasp the existing clues.
He suddenly stopped, looked up at the dark and blurry shadow deep in the snowstorm, and said to his companions without looking back: "We are here."
The peak of Mount Osor is right in front of you.
…
Although Mount Osor is known as a place of pilgrimage, in fact, this mountain with a total height of 7,712 meters has only been conquered by a very small group of people in the years since its birth. Holy Picture
Naturally, Mi was the first conqueror. In addition, there were those fanatical believers who regarded animist belief as their spiritual support. They would even follow the example of the saint and walk on foot without wearing any cold-proof clothing or carrying any tools.
Climbing mountains, as an ordinary person, once again proves one's piety.
The flames burned by faith are burning in the chest of a beating heart, causing the weak body to burst out with the power to fight against natural disasters. This seems to show that human will is actually enough to fight against objective facts and achieve the impossible.
A miracle. However, the price is also cruel. Those fanatical believers who climb to the top of the mountain for pilgrimage will often be extinguished after the ultimate burning. They will collapse from exhaustion on the way back and become a monument buried deep in the wind and snow. That is because of the support.
The motivation for their progress has disappeared, and what remains is just the residue of some ideals.
The desire for life is not even as good as the fanatical pursuit of faith. Should this be said to be respectable? Or is it sad? It is difficult for Ringer to judge. He just suddenly remembered that he occasionally saw some buried snow while climbing.
The pile is surrounded by a circle of stones, which seems to be the funeral custom of the local Shatoto people, and only they can come and go freely on the pilgrim's road.
Ordinary believers and tourists only climbed halfway up the mountain before they were forced to stop and found it difficult to move forward. So they admired the snow on the top of the mountain from a distance. When the weather is clear, they can still see the relics left by the saint. For them,
, this pilgrimage is considered a worthwhile trip. From this point of view, Linge and his party are very likely to be the first people to climb Osol Mountain after the promulgation of the "Religious Decree", although they are not fanatics or tourists
.
After hearing about this from Ringer, Alice seemed extremely excited. She was originally complaining about the heavy wind and snow, but she climbed to the top of the mountain one step ahead of Ringer, and then proudly announced to the others
: "It took half an hour to reach the top, and the historical record was set by my love! Although this is a small step for me, it is a giant step for mankind. Cough cough cough cough!!!"
The snow blew into her throat, and she coughed violently, looking very embarrassed. Saint Xalia kindly went over to pat her back, but the others ignored her and walked past the golden-haired maid with indifference.
Because everyone knows that there is actually no gold content in this summit. First of all, Yunjing Skyland directly airborne, helping them skip the most difficult distance from 4,000 meters to 6,500 meters, and the rest leads to the top of the mountain.
Although the road still has some thrills, it is no longer that steep; secondly, the protection of the goblin magic allows them to move freely regardless of the mountain air pressure, unlike other climbers who need to consider the lack of oxygen and physical strength; finally, Xia Xia
The traces left by the Toto people here also helped a lot, especially the most dangerous cliff path. Without the iron stakes they laid in advance, the group would never have been able to pass so easily.
Although the golden-haired maid is a little out of line, she is not stupid. She must understand this truth, but she still deliberately ignores these factors and only focuses on putting money on her face. Her ugly face of coveting fame and wealth is despised by everyone - not to mention coveting this kind of
What's the use of fame and fortune? Can't the city government of Heidelbrosburg give you a certificate just because you broke the mountaineering record?
It seems a bit funny.
With the help of Saint Xalia, Alice finally regained her breath. Seeing that everyone ignored her, she could only keep up with her in despair, thinking that you guys know nothing. Even if it has no gold content, it is still an achievement.
! How can any gamer not collect achievements? I think you don’t understand at all!
When they arrived at the top of the mountain, the raging wind and snow finally abated, allowing everyone to see clearly the scene within a radius of twenty meters. They saw several vague shadows standing deep in the wind and snow, which did not look like anything.
It was a big cedar tree, rather like the outline of a man-made building, so they headed in that direction. After walking for a few minutes, the group stopped. What appeared in their eyes at this time were three simple stone houses.
In terms of construction craftsmanship, there is really nothing praiseworthy about these three stone houses. They look like products that children put together casually when building blocks. They are not even put together rigorously. Each piece has been eroded by the cold wind over the years.
There are still gaps visible to the naked eye between the cold blue-black stone bricks. The cold wind is blowing, pouring the biting cold air from an altitude of seven thousand meters into the house. The hollow echoing sound sounds a bit like Chateau.
The legendary snow monster is howling, making people shudder.
Despite this, they still stand silently in the raging snowstorm, just like the big cedar trees that are unyielding in the face of disasters that can completely destroy them. The door of the stone house is also a stone, or a vertical stone slab.
, because no one has opened it for a long time, a thick layer of snow has already been buried underneath.
"This is the sacred site of Osor Mountain, the 'source of spirit' recognized by every animist believer. It is also known as the Saint's Stone House." Linge looked at these three simple stone houses and naturally thought in his mind
He suddenly recalled the records he had read in the books and recounted them: "It is said that in the distant ancient centuries, St. Thumi once inspired the call of spirituality and traveled to this place across a long journey. It is said that when he boarded the
At the moment on the top of the mountain, the stars all over the sky shone simultaneously, as if celebrating this feat. Then Saint Tumi realized with his intuition far beyond ordinary people that the call came from the distant universe. Only by understanding the mysteries of the stars can we successfully
Answer its call."
"Afterwards, he built these three stone houses and stayed here for thirty-three months, living like an ascetic, eating berries from the bushes when he was hungry, and drinking melted snow when he was thirsty.
Bing Shui devoted all his energy to the study of the stars. Why do the stars always move in a specific trajectory? What does the echo between constellations mean? Is there anything hidden in the depths of the vast sea of stars?
What about the biggest secret about the creation of the universe? He thought about these questions, indulged in them, couldn't extricate himself, and finally found the answer he wanted, which is-"
Ringer stopped talking and looked at the girls behind him (except Alice). Saint Xalia was silent, Gloria blinked, and Xino pursed her lips and smiled: "Young queen."
The girl knight's tone was somewhat emotional: "At that time, when hundreds of different races were obsessed with fighting for the hegemony of the continent, and human beings could only survive in the cracks, Saint Tomi had already removed his eyes from the earth and cast his eyes to the sky above his head, and
Single-handedly touching the biggest secret of the mutual checks and balances between order and chaos since the creation of the universe, this should be said to be the pinnacle of human intelligence, right?"
Although he knew that there was an unpleasant past between Saint Tomi and the young queen, Xino still discussed the matter and affirmed Saint Tomi's contribution in this matter.
The golden-haired maid disagreed with this: "He's not a betrayer! If it weren't for him, the situation wouldn't be so bad!"
This sentence sounds a bit extreme, but it is actually quite reasonable, so Xino did not refute, but just smiled at Alice, and thought in his heart: Who can say that pioneers and betrayers are not from his own heart?
The so-called life has always been the most complex creation in the universe.
Perhaps, even the goddess who created life cannot fully see into their hearts?