The snow has stopped for a long time.
The woodlands and valleys after snow have a beauty that you will never see in Green or New Testament.
All the scenery as far as the eye can see is covered with a layer of frosty white. When the winter light shines, everything is shiny.
Bypassing Mount Rongyel, which blocks the north wind like a barrier, through the carriage window, Sean saw from a distance a large lake shining like a gem behind the pine trees that were as black as a brush.
Mistani Lake, just behind Mount Rongyel, is the largest freshwater lake in the area.
This winter is quite "mild" and the large lake has not been completely frozen. Through the thin layer of ice, you can still see the blue living water underneath.
In winter, the sunshine seems to be a little unmotivated, and it is reflected by the ice on the lake surface, making Mistani Lake look crystal clear and lovely.
The horses' hooves made a crisp sound as they walked on the snow.
After about two hours, they finally walked out of the dense pine forest and into an open area.
The snow on the river beach has partially melted, and the white color has receded from the pebbles, allowing the stones to show a shiny color.
You can see a brown wooden house embedded in the pine forest in the distance, facing Mistani Lake.
The winter scenery is still bleak. Moonlight can imagine how refreshing it will be to look at this big lake and the mountains and clouds in the distance when everything is thawing in spring...
However, this beautiful imagination did not last long. When the carriage finally stopped in front of the wooden house, the solemn atmosphere made Yueguang suddenly realize that they were getting closer to the truth about Ivan's disappearance.
Sean frowned when he got off the carriage.
He turned back and glanced at Olivia, who was wearing a gray swan mask. She was very understanding, and her eyes under the mask were obviously a little sad——
They have strong souls and have smelled something bad.
The Martyr of Truth didn't know anything about it, so he ordered the coachman John to park the carriage and walked towards the wooden house first.
As the martyr walked inside, Sean saw several dried fish hanging on the shelves outside the house - apparently, Evan Burns had lived here before.
After being promoted from the "Clown Hermit" to the Queen-level "Eye of Annihilation" that contains thunder and lightning, he borrowed the second half of his "specialized ancient book" "Thunderbird Myth" from a library with higher authority, and I plan to devote myself to reading the remaining volumes of Thunderbird...
Sean Dickinson had been waiting quietly for the news of the return of the next-level "Eye of Annihilation"...
I never expected that I would reach this point today.
Bang bang bang!
After climbing a few steps, the martyr knocked directly on the wooden door facing Mistani Lake. There was no answer to the knock on the door.
Bang bang bang!
Sean and Moonlight exchanged glances. There is no optimism at all.
"My colleagues in the room, I am the martyr of truth of Jonyel! Since you have not responded, I am coming in!"
The martyr shouted twice into the house, and finally grasped the brass doorknob with his hand.
His spiritual essence extended along the door handle and began to check the house based on experience - entering the residence of an explorer must not be like entering an ordinary house. After all, no matter how weak the explorer is, he will set up traps to prevent intruders. The mechanism of entry, not to mention Evan Burns, who has a solid foundation in mysticism.
After checking for a moment, the martyr turned back, his voice a little dry: "The mechanisms in the room seem to have stopped..."
This is never a good sign.
The martyr used ectoplasm to unlock the door, and an unpleasant smell hit his face.
The masked handler turned around and saw coachman John standing by the lake a hundred meters away smoking, and he finally dropped his official rhetoric: "Burns? Are you there? Burns?"
Four explorers stepped into Ivan's home.
"Martyr..." Sean finally came to the front, "The situation may not be good." He had already felt something, and there was bitterness in his voice.
Sean did not use the oath torch. He just took out the flashlight in a very ordinary way and led the team looking for Ivan step by step through the living room and towards the room.
The floor was slightly damp, but it didn't make much squeaking sound when you stepped on it.
After walking through the living room and reaching the door, Sean pushed open the door with one hand and covered his nose with a handkerchief before the smell in the room could be heard.
"Evan!" Sean's voice was trembling. Through the light coming from the opposite window, he saw that familiar figure slumped in the chair in front of him.
The smell in the house announced misfortune.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and quickly crossed the room and walked to Ivan's side.
After seeing the corpse's face, Yueguang couldn't bear to turn her gaze away.
"Evan!"
The mask of the Eye of Annihilation shattered on the ground behind him, and Ivan's indifferent face still maintained that indifference when he died.
The gray hair looked a little dry, and the silver-gray eyes had lost their vibrancy.
The most unbearable thing was that half of his body was scorched and his flesh and blood had dried up.
On the table in front of him, the fragments of the Thunderbird myth were spread out in front of him, most of the ancient book burned like the person who read it.
Ancient books, desks, windows, and walls seemed to have been struck by lightning, leaving a spreading black burn mark, like an eternally solidified shadow.
After seeing the scene in the room, the stunned martyr swallowed his saliva, and it took him a long time to break the terrible silence: "Is... was it an accident that happened while studying ancient books?"
Studying ancient books and analyzing heritage are high-risk events for the death of explorers, and the mortality rate is second only to going on a mission.
The career of a mystic is to use his or her life to explore the edge of mystery.
Everything in front of me seemed to be replaying a scene that had happened before——
Through the eyes burning with purple electricity on the Eye of Annihilation mask, Ivan flipped through the scrolls recording the myth of the Thunderbird, and he had reached the most critical step in understanding the ancient books...
Then, he saw a white thunderbird fluttering its wings from the scroll, and uncontrolled energy burst out from the depths of the ancient book, exceeding the limit that the Eye of Annihilation could bear...
It was like a thunderbolt striking head-on.
"It seems like this." Sean had turned around.
He looked through the open door at the clearly demarcated lake view outside.
Thinking of the cold look in the scarf, I felt empty in my heart.
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The news of Ivan's death dealt a huge blow to Sean's team.
When they left the room, neither of them spoke.
Sean kept looking at the lake, Olivia stood behind him, and Moonlight sat on a stone.
They didn't expect that such an ending would come.
While Sean and others were silent, the martyr notified Jungyer's reformatory. Two hours later, two carriages arrived to take photos and collect evidence at the death scene.
After working for a long time, the sun passed over the head, and the martyr and the indoctrination officer planned to return to the town with the body.
"Would you like to go back together?" The martyr walked to Sean, who had been quietly looking at the lake.
The Shimmering Sea didn't look back.
The frozen lake surface faced the surging seawater on his mask.
“I want to stay here for a while.
"Can you spare two horses for us?"
The martyr could understand the mood of Sean and the others at the moment. Without saying anything, he untied the two horses from the two carriages and left quietly with the bodies.
The wind blew from Mistani Lake and blew past Olivia's ears, her hair swaying lightly, like a sigh.
