Brando didn't expect Andesa to have helpers here. Although the old man said that there were several people on the other side of the mist who were not necessarily on the side of the tree shepherd, but being able to get together with the Wither Lord might not necessarily be a good person.
All in all, this is not good news.
"How much time do I have, Master William?" He turned around and asked.
The old man's wise eyes penetrated the fog and looked across the valley. He casually opened a dimensional hole in the air and pulled out a silver staff:
"Andesa seems to be frightened by the alpha wolf Isis, but after all, she is the wither lord of the tree shepherds. I think she will react soon. You only have a few minutes at most."
Brando nodded. What the wizard leader meant was that he didn't have much time left, and he had to open the door to Valhalla before Andesa could react.
When he turned back, the gate of Valhalla stood in the valley.
This artificial wall made of rocks is so majestic. It was built here by the great craftsman Delruha and many ancestors. The 13,000-year-old black stone wall seems to have passed through the eternal laws and history.
The dust sat quietly here and reappeared in their sight.
Behind the diffuse fog——
The epic says that the gate is engraved with poems praising light and fire in the characters of multiple ethnic groups. At this moment, those strange characters are on the cold black wall, and the mysterious patterns are like the hanging sky.
Staring at the sky gives people the illusion that it will collapse at any time, with a suffocating sense of oppression.
The three of them slowly approached the giant door - putting their hands on this carefully carved masterpiece, the cold rock responded with a heart-shaking power, which seemed to be the lingering warmth left behind thousands of years ago.
.
The screams of swords, spears and halberds shook the heaven and earth, and the shouts of killing filled the five senses of people, as if blood was smeared all over, dripping from the black rocks and dry land. Finally, the fate of the Pendulum Island bell rang through the sky, and a blue light pillar
Soaring straight to the sky.
The dragon spread its wings, blocking out the sun's light, and darkness ushered in the coming of the next era.
Brando shook his head and suddenly woke up from this fantasy. The weight of history made him breathless. His forehead was shining brightly and he was stained with cold sweat. He turned his head and met the old man's silver-grey pupils.
William smiled.
"Not everyone knows this period of history. The azure knight shattered the sky and brought us a new world. The dragon of dusk fell to the earth. The long-term suffering was over, but people also lost their honor." The old man smiled.
said.
If it were still in the past game, Brando might be interested in adding: "The suffering has not ended, and people have not lost their honor. There is always oppression in this world, and heroes do not exist in people's imaginations.
, but the times need him——"
This can be regarded as a standard answer to inspire the plot.
But here Brando is not in the mood to discuss the past myths and today's difficult times with the leader of the Silver Alliance. He has long passed the age of suffering from the second disease, and has no need for literary youth. Compared with it, he still has a cold light behind him.
The shining sharp sword made him feel the urgency of time even more.
Especially since this sword is now in the hands of the enemy, Andersa is pressing forward step by step.
He just glanced at William Pist, then turned back and asked: "Funya, do you feel anything?"
"I feel a voice calling me, Brother Brando." Funya closed her eyes and said nervously, her white little hands placed on the dark rocks, the contrast was a bit strong.
"What does it say?"
"The key to the door, the light of the stars, the ancient spirit, the king who protects."
"This is a sentence from the Druid's Song of Thorns. This may be a code word. Have the Druids taught you this teaching?"
"No, I only learned "The Way of Nature"...Brother Brando."
"You learned this in three months?"
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault. Anyway, the ability of these damn guys to waste time has not even changed them in the 'Great Schism'," Brando resisted the urge to curse: "Maybe their life cycle is too long.
Let them learn the bad habits of elves."
"Do you know much about druids and elves?" William asked calmly. This young man always surprised him.
But Brando didn't have time to answer him. He was recalling some records and strategies about Valhalla. Because it was so long ago, his memory was blurred, and he could only remember some fragmented fragments, but now he has to rely on these.
Snippets come to the rescue.
"I don't know if it's this," Brando replied: "You are the key to the door, Funia. Tell it that you are the one who walks on the earth holding the scepter of forests and mountains. You are the authority given by God.
Daughters among mortals are the chosen ones favored by ancient heroic spirits."
Funya looked at him with wide eyes.
William also held his silver horn beard with one hand and watched this scene with squinted eyes.
"Just say it to me——"
"The Spirit of the Door."
"The Spirit of the Door——" Funya took a breath and read out loud: "I am a person who walks on the earth holding the scepter of forests and mountains. I am the daughter of God who has given authority among mortals.
The chosen ones who are favored by ancient heroic spirits.”
The two sang in harmony, and the little girl's voice was immature, but full of infinite power.
"so?"
The door suddenly made a rumbling sound, and a huge sound came in response. The sound was like rolling thunder, passing through the fog in everyone's heart.
Funya's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at her brother Brando in surprise.
Faina even lost her voice and said: "Brando, it, it, it spoke..."
William narrowed his eyes slightly, his silver eyes narrowed into a line.
"So?" Funya asked confused.
"So please open your door-" Brando said.
"Please open your door!" Fonia shouted.
But the sound echoed in the valley, and this time the door didn't move at all.
"What's wrong?" Faina asked.
"The conditions are not right." Brando frowned, and the words on the forum turned pages in his mind like lightning, but the more nervous he was, the blurrier the words became.
After all, that was almost ten years ago.
The old man turned around, and this subtle movement did not escape Faina's eyes. The rich young lady couldn't help but become anxious: "Hurry up -"
"Shut up!" Brando said angrily.
"You -" Faina glared angrily, but she knew very well who had the final say here, not to mention that her life was still in the hands of the other party, so she could only look away angrily and said nothing.
"Brother Brando, the door is talking to me." At this time, Funya suddenly said.
"What?" Brando was stunned: "What did you say?"
"It asked me, where is the king I protect?"
Where is the king?
Brando's eyes lit up. He suddenly understood and immediately put his hand on the rock wall. It turns out that the king is the only master of Valhalla, the king of the forest and mountains.
Because Funya, as the daughter of the forest, is the keeper of the scepter of mountains and forests.
However, the custodian will one day hand over the scepter to its owner. This king holds the scepter and rules the vast territory under the Hall of Valor and Valhalla Mountain, just like what is described in the legend.
Brando put his hand on the stone wall and said in his heart:
"O heroic spirits and ancestors of the past, I am willing to take over your sword and protect this land, so that darkness will no longer cover the earth, and order will forever break through the fog of chaos -"
"If this is a responsibility, please let me take over this important task; if this is a crown of glory, please crown me personally."
"Because this light will break through the heavy clouds and shine on the earth."
"Just like what the ancestors saw in the dark wilderness."
"Thousands of years later, the sacred oath still remains——"
For some reason, when he spoke the lines in this game himself, he felt that the words were as heavy as a mountain, as if they were engraved in his heart.
The door was silent for a moment.
Then an old voice said:
"I hope so, Heir."
Then both Brando and Funya felt an invisible force bounce themselves off the door. They both took a step back and raised their heads to look at the giant door.
There was a faint sound inside the giant door.
The sound was like rolling thunder coming from the clouds in the sky. It was so weak at first that it was almost impossible to catch it with the ears, but then gradually became louder and turned into an endless wave, rumbling into one.
The earth trembled.
The broken stone pieces trembled on the black ground, like a clown dancing on the obsidian ground, dancing crazily and making rattling sounds.
Faina was so frightened that she backed away and hit a rock without realizing it. The wizard leader William couldn't help but squint his eyes to witness this spectacular scene.
The huge stone door is slowly opening a gap.
It was pitch black behind the gap, and a gust of wind blew out from inside, causing the long hair in front of everyone present to flutter. However, the wind did not have that dusty and moldy smell, but only had a heavy breath.
The kind of thickness that comes from between the stone walls and under the dust.
Then the surroundings became quiet, and there seemed to be a terrifying monster hidden in the dark space behind the door. Brando took a breath.
"Aren't we going in...Bubrando..." Faina asked stammering with her mouth wide open as she looked at the door opening into a gap and the dark space behind it.
She stared closely at the door. When the door opened, there was a long sound, like a cry coming from the dark abyss, which completely destroyed her psychological defense, so that the girl's face turned white as snow.
"You don't have to go in. Anyway, there might be a monster more terrifying than Andesa inside." Brando said, while he put away the Blue of the Sky, and then pulled out the Sword of the Earth from behind.
"You, please, don't scare me, I won't be scared by this..." The noble daughter looked like she was about to cry.
Brando glanced at him, turned back and patted Funya on the shoulder, then walked in with the little girl.
"Master William..." Faina watched Brando walk in and turned around pitifully.
"Little girl, your lord is right. No one knows what kind of danger there will be in the ancient ruins. It is entirely possible that you feel that the previous danger may also be a kind of kindness."
"He is not my lord -"
"Oh yes, in that case you don't have to worry about his safety." The old mage replied with a smile. He propped up his staff and prepared to walk in.
Our noble lady's face turned red and white, but she watched Brando and the old mage walk in one after another, and she could only grit her teeth and follow -
She didn't know if Brando was scaring him, but no matter what, the potential threat was always outweighed by the actual danger. As we all know, humans are always very clever creatures.
"Besides, that old man is right. Although he is not related to me, he saved my life after all. I can't let him go like this - at least the pride of the Cruz people prevents me from doing so."
"No, that's right!" It only took a second for the noble lady to convince herself. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at ***(***.***)