The great changes that took place in the Ring of Trade Winds that afternoon shook the entire Green Tower.
But drastic changes are not necessarily a good thing——
The Druid Council became tense almost overnight, and the small town also became undercurrents. That night, mysterious guests from the Cruz Empire envoy visited Eruin and the Temple of Fire.
The hotel where the people stayed - and privately, some groundless gossip began to spread.
One source pointed out that the large-scale magical reaction that occurred in Chablis a few years ago should at least come from the awakening of a mythical holy sword. One said it was Ek's Lionheart Sword. The person who spread the news claimed that Ek's sword was awakened.
The Luin people have mastered how to enter the Ring of Trade Winds and seize the Holy Sword.
But there is also news that the secret lies with a young Eruin man. This young man had a serious conflict with the Cruz Empire in the afternoon, and was finally rescued by the druids.
The second news aroused the interest of snoops. The powerful Cruz Empire actually suffered a hidden loss at the hands of the Druid because of an Eruin. The subtext between this was enough to arouse the suspicion of any meddlesome person.
At the same time, a Lion's Mane mercenary group from the Barbarian Mountains learned the news that in a myth circulated in their hometown, the Sword of the Earth, which was fought over by the Lion's Mane Empire and the dwarves, reappeared in the world.
And it was witnessed that it fell into the hands of a young man.
Another theory claims that the Cruz Empire once had such a conflict with the young man to seize the Sword of the Earth.
More news spread rapidly among various bars, and there were even ridiculous lies claiming that Eruin had surrendered to the forces of the Holy Temple. In short, various rumors spread like wings, some of which were true or false.
, maybe not everyone believes it.
But sometimes you don’t really need to believe in a conspiracy, because people are always willing to consciously pass on those strange news.
But overnight, the Green Tower became filled with an aura of imminent turmoil due to the huge changes in the Ring of Trade Winds.
Brando didn't know that everything around him was quietly changing, because he had already left the town area of the Green Tower as soon as the Ring of Trade Winds changed, and entered accompanied by two great druids.
The Deadwood Council.
The Deadwood Council has received the exact information at this moment——
The Ring of Trade Winds has undergone drastic changes, and a passage with a width of tens of kilometers has opened outside the Cloud Wall, seemingly opening its door to travelers other than druids for the first time.
But as for what kind of changes are taking place in the center of the mountains, no one knows. Because since the clouds and fog receded, the depths of the Kalanga Mountains have become a very dangerous area, and the activities of monsters in the fog have become more frequent.
In fact, the druids have lost several observation points so far.
The front line is collapsing.
Things seemed to be getting tense.
There are at least a hundred elder druids gathered in the square dedicated to the goddess Niya, and the branches far and near are filled with members of the Outer Ring who have turned into gray crows. There is a mountain atmosphere permeating the Deadwood Council.
The nervous feeling of rain coming and wind filling the building.
All the best.
Brando raised his head and glanced at the Green Tower. The sky had turned dark red after dusk. Countless ravens were flying high around six ancient trees, densely packed almost covering most of the sky.
Looking from this direction, more druids are wearing grass-leaf cloaks and climbing up the vines between the ancient trees. They almost form a spreading green dragon.
Yes--
Thousands of druids are coming from similar settlements in the Black Forest near the Green Tower. Naturally, they have given everyone a warning, and then there will be a war.
Success or failure seems to depend on this.
Hundreds of years later, the druids of Tonigel's southern realm came out in force for the first time.
"Everyone--!"
"The monsters seem to be coming out in droves," a druid elder's voice was as loud as the lightning and thunder in the storm. He reported loudly: "Our brothers and sisters at the front cannot resist their attack and are retreating their defense lines.
.”
"When I look at it from the sky, the monsters in the forest are like a black ocean. The black edge pours down along the forest land, and has submerged many areas in the Surrounding of Thorns, Wall of Roses, and Ring of Storms."
Another druid flew down from the tree, transformed from a gray crow into a human form, and said loudly.
"We launch a counterattack immediately!"
"These monsters must be stopped!"
"They will destroy all forward observation stations, and our hundreds of years of efforts in the Black Forest will be ruined!" There was such a roar among the druids.
The great elder knocked the ground with his wooden stick, and the crisp collision sound quieted the chaotic scene:
"How many monsters are there?" the old man asked.
"Countless." The druid replied at the beginning.
countless.
Brando stood behind the tall Druid behind the great elder. For a moment, no one noticed the presence of him as an outsider. At this moment, he withdrew his sight from the blood-red evening sky, and then looked down.
Below the Green Tower, the town is dotted with lights.
The town area in mid-air seemed so far away from the Deadwood Council, leaving only a bright fire. Of course, he didn't know what was happening there, but the druid's answer aroused his memories.
countless.
Brando raised his eyelids slightly and saw a leaf falling from above his head. He stretched out his hand to catch the leaf, then turned over his palm and watched the leaf slowly drift into the night.
Floating into the seemingly endless black abyss below.
"Lord," the Gray Crow Archdruid saw the young lord's actions and couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied with his absent-mindedness: "What do you think of the current changes in the Ring of Trade Winds?"
"Can I ask a question?" Brando raised his head and looked at the other person.
At this time, the great elder happened to hear the conversation between the two. He thought for a moment, rolled up his sleeves with one hand and took a step back with his cane, and then nodded slightly to Brando: "Please -"
There was silence in the scene, as if someone had just noticed the presence of a human being at this moment.
"Who is that young man?"
"It seems he is a guest of the Parliament."
"But look, he's just a human being."
"It seems that he is a relative of Lady Funya."
"That's it." There was a whisper among the druids.
But what is he doing here?
Brando did not refuse the great elder's gesture. On the contrary, he took a step forward, raised his head and looked at the Druid elder who had been reporting, and asked: "Where did the monster come from?"
The Druid elder was stunned for a moment: "In the mist."
"A steady stream?"
“A steady stream.”
"Can't count?"
"Uncountable." The other party was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Brando asked that.
"Devil tide," Brando replied firmly, the memories seemed to overlap, and the experiences of the two time and space merged into one:
"As the moon rises, the first wave of monsters will last for seven long nights. The wilting of the flesh means the withering of life. The wolf roars and runs wildly under the moon, as if it heralds the coming disaster. Therefore, the first disaster of civilization is
The scourge of wolves.”
"This is the wolf disaster." Brando replied: "The monster you saw is a black wolf."
Wolf plague.
The faces of the druids changed, and there was a lot of discussion. The Scourge of Wolves was a predicted disaster that would bring turmoil to the world, but how could it be related to the changes in the Ring of Trade Winds?
"The changes in the Ring of Trade Winds are originally related to the great demon tide. The wolf disaster is just the beginning, but the beginning is just as deadly. The tide of monsters will soon cross here and sweep across the entire Ring of Trade Winds."
"Then they will lie dormant until the great demonic tide really comes, and then they will come again and bring destruction to the world."
When Brando said this, his thoughts seemed to go back to the exciting era in the game - the great demon tide brought about the beginning of turmoil, the ancient empire was crumbling, and the fire of civilization was like a candle in the wind.
.
This is the core of Chapter 2, war and chaos.
However, heroes like stars appeared in Warnd, igniting dots of flames and burning all over the earth. He seemed to see flags struggling forward in the light of the fire - Valkyrie Freya, Duke Arjanga, Wolf Walder
, King of Fury Kenan, heroes from different eras and different nations appeared one after another, and they led the players and their people to break through the thorns in the darkness.
However, the long sword plowed open the blood-soaked land, the flames burned away the pale thorns, and there were bloody battles. It was as if the warmth in the chest had not been completely wiped out, but the residual warmth was still there, and civilization remained standing.
Brando felt the glory of the past, which was the wolf disaster that happened in the old age of Roaring.
And this is the wolf disaster that happened at the beginning of the Year of Sword. The creatures crawling in the shadows will soon sweep through the dark forest, destroying all order in their path.
Brando had not experienced this war, but he knew someone who had experienced it, and he felt the same way.
Then the young lord turned back and said calmly: "Their direction?"
no one knows.
But after a moment of silence, a gray crow fell from the sky. He landed in the center of the square and transformed into a young druid. The young druid looked at everyone and said seriously:
"The wave of monsters swept past the Rose Wall, changed direction, and headed towards the Green Tower."
His voice echoed in the square.
The druids fell silent.
This time everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Is there any way?" the great elder asked.
"Ensure that the fire in the Green Tower cannot be extinguished, and ensure that as many fires exist as possible," Brando replied: "Besides that, I want to enter the center of the Ring of Trade Winds once."
"At this time?" Gray Crow glanced at him.
"For seven long nights, you will face the darkest side of the power of chaos. The sun will no longer rise, it will be eternal night." Brando asked: "Can the Green Tower persist until that time?"
"This is the only way to light the sacred fire of Valhalla." He continued to answer.
Valhalla.
The druids suffocated slightly.
"Is it possible?" The great elder looked at him and asked.