Volume 4: The End of the World Prologue A journey into the past
Starting from the Dragonbone Islands and crossing the Ghost Sea, there is the extremely cold north, the land of eternal night that even dragons are unwilling to set foot in.
cold……
The heat of life here seems to be extinguished at any time, and even breathing will be frozen.
dark……
The sun that shines brightly on the earth elsewhere looks like a dying lonely lamp in a rainy night when viewed from here. As for the stars, they are completely covered by the blizzard.
The howling wind rolled up the ice shards like blades, running recklessly on the white ground. Even a dragon with scales as solid as fine steel would find it difficult to spread its wings in this strong wind.
However, even in this extremely cold north where even dragons can hardly move, in this absolute forbidden zone for life, a few mortals can actually be seen.
Three figures in coats were struggling to move forward on the snowy field, one step deep and one step shallow.
The man in the lead was thin, holding high in his hand a strange staff burning with a pale blue flame. A silver translucent barrier extended from the top of the staff, protecting himself and the two people behind him, and eliminating the biting cold wind around them.
Occasionally, snowflakes would pass through the barrier and fall on the man's silver hair because they were not considered a threat. But he never cared and just continued to walk forward in the knee-deep snow.
As for the remaining two people, one of them looked like a woman. She wrapped her whole body tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with white cataracts exposed. She kept looking at the monotonous scenery around her.
The other was a burly middle-aged man, casually wearing a heavy, tattered coat, following behind calmly. Dark golden scales were faintly visible on his arms and face, and his squinting eyes were like reptiles, a golden vertical boy.
The three of them didn't know how long they had been walking on the snowy field. The woman who had been walking at the back suddenly spoke .
"Mr. Judge, since the dragons are unwilling to provide assistance to the continent in the subsequent war, we should rush to Dusk Fortress as soon as possible to inform the coalition forces. Why did we continue to head north to here?"
The woman's tone sounded more like a complaint than a question.
Even with the protection of the barrier, the woman's voice was instantly swallowed up by the whistling wind, like a raindrop falling into the waves, without even causing the slightest ripple.
The man walking in front, whom she called "the chief judge", didn't even turn his head, but just continued to walk forward slowly.
The woman thought the other party hadn't heard clearly before, so she planned to repeat it louder, but at this moment, the man suddenly spoke:
"It's not a big reason... I just want to go and take a look."
"have a look?"
The woman repeated the man's words in confusion, and then looked around at the endless snowfield.
"But what is there to see here?"
She couldn't help but ask.
The northernmost place known to most mortals on the Vic Continent is the Dragonbone Islands, where giant dragons live. The extremely cold north to the north of the Dragonbone Islands, the Land of Eternal Night, is a concept that is only mentioned in legends.
The only record about that place in history comes from the last migration of the high elves during the Silver Age. A branch of the elven fleet crossed the Dragonbone Islands and headed north, hoping to find a new home at the end of the world.
The fleet of high elves that hoped to reach the end of the world eventually disappeared, and was lost in the long river of history. In the thousands of years that followed, there were no more records about that place.
Today, they may be the first group of mortals to set foot on this land again since the Silver Age.
"The end of the world, Sibylla."
William said this and turned to look at the woman named Sibilla behind him and smiled at her.
"I want to see the boundaries of the world."
Hearing this seemingly puzzling answer, Sibyl sighed slightly.
At this moment, she really wanted to say something to the presiding judge.
For example, the next round of Moon Realm tide is approaching, and the demon armies of several Void Kings may invade the world again at any time.
For example, the plan to come to the Dragonbone Islands to seek reinforcements failed. They should return to Dusk Fortress as soon as possible and re-plan the defense lines of various Moon Realm rifts.
Countless more realistic things are imminent, and now is not the time to be so luxurious as to spend time on romantic things like "exploring the end of the world".
But inexplicably, she looked at the slightly excited expression of the presiding judge and ended up being unable to say anything.
"Don't worry, it won't take too much time. At least it won't delay the battle..."
The presiding judge said this, as if he had guessed what Sibyl was worried about.
Then, he whispered as if talking to himself:
"It's better to say that if I don't go back , the invasion of the Moon Realm will never start?"
"Hmm? Why?"
"Nothing, I was just kidding."
In response to her question, the presiding judge waved his hand and quickened his pace somewhat awkwardly.
Then, he stopped abruptly as if he had hit something.
The expression on his face also became gloomy.
“As expected…”
The presiding judge stopped and stood there in silence for a long time, and finally said with a sigh.
"Although I didn't have any expectations originally...I should have guessed it would be like this."
As he spoke, he took a few steps back, stuck the staff in his hand into the snow, and slowly stretched out his right hand.
The movement was like touching an invisible wall.
The Chief Judge looked at the seemingly endless snowfield in front of him, the blizzard sweeping across the sky, and the increasingly dark black sky in the distance... In the end, he could only slowly withdraw his hand, hold the magic medium again, and said:
"Go back, there's nothing over there."
Then he murmured to himself softly:
"The air wall has come to an end..."
"Are you just going to come here and then go back?"
Duva, who had been following behind him without saying a word, also asked in confusion at this moment.
Duval understood the character of the presiding judge. Even if he was just acting on a whim occasionally, as long as the presiding judge was determined to do something, he would do it to the end.
It is really not the judge's style .
The presiding judge just coughed lightly upon hearing this and said:
"I thought about it and felt that what Sibilla said made sense. It is more important to focus on dealing with the upcoming Moon Realm Tide."
As he spoke, he looked back at the snowy field in the distance.
"As for exploring the end of the world, let's wait until the Moon Realm crisis is completely resolved before we discuss it."
After saying that, he waved the magic medium in his hand and drew several runes flashing with lightning on the snow. Lightning like thin snakes danced in the space and then gathered into a large space crack.
In the vision of Sibyl's "Eyes of God" that could see through all the flows of magic power, the originally stable spatial fabric began to disintegrate under the influence of the violent lightning magic power, and resonated with a beacon hundreds of miles away.
A temporary distortion point capable of spanning space began to take shape here.
The screaming of thunder and lightning that tore through space gradually drowned out the sound of the howling wind.
They are going home.
…………
“Hiss…”
The girl was awakened by the screaming sound of thunder and lightning. She opened her eyes which seemed to be covered by white film, and looked up to see the ceiling made of twisted and tangled tree trunks.
"Is this a dream..."
The freezing cold air of the Land of Eternal Night in her dream and the hot and humid environment of Ravenwood Forest at the moment made her unclear for a moment where she was. After all, whether in her dream or in reality, the unique whistling sound of the teleportation spell was echoing in her ears.
But before she could fully wake up, someone grabbed her hand and pulled her out of bed.
He was a forest elf man with a hunting bow on his back and a ferocious wolf head tattoo on his face.
It can be seen that the other person is not very old, because his skin has not yet developed the patterns like tree bark.
"What's wrong?"
The girl asked sleepily.
"Our whereabouts have been exposed. The Wild Hunt troops of the Duke of the Holy Tree are coming soon. We must move quickly."
The forest elf spoke very quickly and in a steady tone.
In response, the girl just nodded in confusion. It was obvious that she was not fully awake yet and had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.
Then, the girl who was being dragged out of the tree hole by the forest elf said as if she suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, I just seemed to have dreamt about the first owner of these eyes."
"It's about the past of Lady Sibylla Hemer, the stargazer."
