The flames were crackling and burning, sparks were flying, and the distorted heat wave made the scene in front of me blurry. It looked like a street. The not spacious street was covered with stone slabs, with two ditches for carriage ruts on it, and blazing fire on both sides.
They are two or three-story masonry buildings, but most of them only have frames left.
From time to time, there was the sound of buildings collapsing, the sounds of fighting, the screams of people in despair, the sounds of begging and cursing, and the flames that reached the sky turned the sky red, and the smoke and dust rose into the sky, forming a thick black layer.
cloud.
"Is this Cimina Braggs...?"
"Why is this happening?"
My mind was muddled, as if there were countless voices lingering in it. Those voices seemed to be talking loudly, arguing with each other, or talking in a low voice, chattering endlessly. Sometimes they were men, sometimes women, sometimes old people or children.
.
"Shut up! Shut up!"
Test shook his head and shouted:
Sure enough, all the sounds stopped.
He saw another scene, a dark and empty world, with something solid beneath his feet. A group of people wearing white robes and emitting fluorescent light were walking forward. Those people had neither face nor hair. He seemed to be involuntarily
Follow them forward.
"Test, Test!"
A ghostly voice called his name through the void.
That voice reminded him of his childhood. In the countryside of Winomar, he was hiding in a stable, separated by a thin wooden wall, and his wet nurse called him by his name.
Then the door was roughly pushed open, and he saw the face that often appeared in his dreams and that he least wanted to recall, his nominal father, Duke Golan-Elsen. The Duke was like a memory
One of them, glaring at him coldly.
That face soon changed into that of his brother's contempt.
"I'm going to kill you, Test."
"No"
Test screamed in horror, but the voice soon changed its tone in his mind, as if it became the voice of his first woman, his maid, who died of an epidemic.
.He thought he didn't have much memory of it.
"Test, Test!"
"No, shut up, you damn ghosts, stay away from me."
He said with a pale face.
He stepped back, and the scenery in front of him changed. Those pale human figures disappeared. He saw an endless plain, black land, blood-red sky, and loud shouts of death, pouring into his mind like a tide.
in mind.
"ah"
Test screamed and covered his ears. He stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes in pain. It was a tragic war.
Countless creatures and monsters that he couldn't name were fighting each other on the battlefield.
The fighting party seemed to be humans, but he had never seen such powerful humans. They could summon all kinds of weapons. In an instant, they poured out apocalyptic power on the battlefield, and they rained down fire on the battlefield.
.Monsters died in their hands in droves.
They created several bright suns between the sky and the earth. The sun seemed to absorb all the surrounding light, making the world dark. When they were born, all the monsters around them vaporized in an instant.
, turned into smoke and dust.
They also dropped meteorites from above the clouds. The meteorites passed through the thick black clouds, leaving several golden-red lines perpendicular to the ground, and then caused a series of explosions and roars on the battlefield.
But there are still too many monsters
It seems endless.
The burning crystal fragments passed through the sky and fell into the human camp, creating huge pits. Then huge crystal monsters crawled out of the pits, and they could easily kill those powerful humans.
Then there were bugs, overwhelming bugs. Countless bugs had died before getting close to those humans. They were like dust and disappeared, but they were also as pervasive as dust. More bugs landed on the human position. Those powerful humans, in
After a brief resistance, they began to retreat.
Test saw the giant wolf. The giant wolf, which was as huge as a hill, charged into the human line. The retreat of those powerful humans soon turned into collapse.
A feeling of despair enveloped his soul.
It was as if those powerful humans had some kind of blood connection with him. When he saw their defeat, he suddenly understood in his heart that this was the last battle in this world.
They lost.
"no no……"
Test murmured and fell to his knees on the ground, unable to help but cover his face with his hands.
He was horrified to see a field of silver-white monsters appearing on the horizon. There were not many human-shaped monsters, but humans had no way to deal with them. They were like silver lines running through the entire battlefield, and humans fell one by one.
Go down.
A silver-white monster landed not far from him, then turned back and looked at him.
Test's eyes widened, and his whole body was twisted because of trembling.
"Don't...don't kill me..."
A bright and snow-white blade was reflected in his eyes, thrust straight into his throat.
"No!" Test let out a desperate cry and felt his throat freeze. Everything in front of him was quickly distorted and then merged into darkness.
…
‘Crack it.’
‘Crack it.’
The snow made a tooth-piercing sound when it was squeezed together. A pair of moccasin boots with uppers tightly tied with leather ropes trudged one foot deep and one foot shallow in the snow near the Sheena Forest.
Its owner suddenly stopped.
The owner of the shoes was dressed in a hunter's attire common in the Far Eagle Fort area, with a thick cotton jacket, tightly tied leather pants, deerskin gloves with two fingers missing, a bow and quiver on his back, and a lot of messy stuff on his belt.
There are also two animal traps hanging on it. He is about sixty-seven years old, and he is in his prime at Warnd's age. His skin is dark, and he can tell at a glance that he is an experienced hunter who has been making a living in the wild for a long time.
This man was holding two hounds on his hands. The hounds were not sniffing for traces on the ground, but the first snow since late autumn in the Northland interfered with their judgment and made them appear hesitant.
After a while, one of the hounds raised its head and barked in a direction in the forest.
A lot of snow powder fell from the forest.
A team on horseback came out of the forest behind the hunter. The elderly knight at the head tightened the reins of the horse and asked: "Did you find anything, Piris?"
"There is something in the forest, my lord."
"Could it be a herd of deer?"
"No, sir, there are no signs of deer passing around here."
"Maybe it's a rabbit, or some other small animal." A young knight said.
"No, the hounds are very uneasy. Only bears in the forest can make them feel so uneasy. But the bears are hibernating now, so you can't see them." Piris replied with a very firm tone.
"Maybe there are one or two guys who are not so afraid of the cold. The snow is not very thick right now, so they have to hurry up and stock up on food."
Duke Schoffman waved his hand: "Believe in Piris, he is the best hunter around here. Pull out your swords. Boys, let's go in and take a look."
"No, sir, let me go in and take a look first. I am familiar with this forest. If there is anything strange, I will at least have time to report it."
Piris replied in a deep voice.
Duke Schoffman looked at the old hunter and nodded.
The forest quickly became quiet, and the young knights all seemed a little nervous. There are many ancient legends about this forest. There is a grove of cypress trees in the forest carved with many old faces. Legend has it that the person who carved them was once this man.
They are the masters of the forest, but these people have long been lost in the depths of the forest, leaving only various mysterious sayings.
Not only humans, horses also seem a little uneasy. The war horses in the Shicheng area all come from Bingfang further north. They are cold-resistant horse breeds. They are tall and covered with fur. The wild horses fight with wolves all year round, so they are ferocious by nature.
Brave and wild.
But now these Ice Bay horses are snoring constantly, blowing out warm white mist from their nostrils and condensing around the cage mouth. They scratch the ground with their hooves, as if something in the forest makes them feel very nervous.
The knights comforted their comrades, but Duke Schoffman had a serious look on his face.
According to the tradition of Far Eagle Castle, the forest freezes after winter. Legend has it that the ancient ancestors will appear in the depths of the forest to hunt during this season, so neither farmers nor hunters will enter the Xena Forest in winter, because that
It will offend the ancient spirits and attract curses.
If he didn't have to, as the traditional owner of this land, he would not be willing to enter the forest at this time of year.
He has been in charge of Far Eagle Castle for sixty-three years. Counting the same long period of youth, he has lived here for almost a century. As an old man, he knows very well that these traditions and taboos are inviolable.
But everything happened for a reason. A strange thing happened in the forest two days ago, which forced him to come here to investigate everything.
Speaking of which, we have to start talking about this matter before the short summer in the Ten Cities region ended. That was what happened three months ago. The wild elves came across the sea, landed in the Ten Cities region, and then headed eastward through
Most of the northern territory, one of them just arrived at Far Eagle Castle.
Duke Schoffman had already received an order from the Holy Church before this, and understood that these elves would not stay in his territory for too long, so he allowed them to stay outside the Far Eagle Castle. As expected, it didn't take long.
, about a week later, these elves left eastward, entered Xena Forest, and disappeared without a trace.
To the east of Xena Forest, after crossing the heather hills, the only place to go is the endless large glacier. Before the year of the return of glory, the pioneer knights from Faenzan expanded eastward along this road.
