"What kind of joke is this?!"
When Uriel came back to his senses, he found that the illusion had been shattered. He touched his chest, and there was no hole there.
future--
"What did you see?" the messenger asked. His voice brought the apprentice back to reality. Uriel can't use up his magic power at once. Joey tells him that it is very dangerous and may even harm the fire.
He looked at Joey and felt his heart beat faster and slower.
"Calm down, he needs to slow down." York helped the apprentice up because he could barely stand.
But Uriel pushed him away and rushed forward to grab Joey's collar.
"Do we have to go through here?" His fingers were trembling.
The messenger stared directly at him: "What did you see?"
"No, that's not the case." Uriel said incoherently, "The Scroll of Oath destroyed the corpse, but it is not the source of the mystery..."
York bumped into the dwarf, "Is he crazy?"
"Don't talk nonsense." The dwarf replied, "Although this is the first time I have seen an apprentice who dares to grab the instructor's collar."
"That's not what I'm asking. Did you hear what he said? Where did the body come from?"
"Who knows, maybe he has good eyesight."
York was speechless, not knowing what to say to him. The two of them were silent, listening quietly to the side, and soon caught another special noun.
"Curse? Is there a curse in the valley?" The light elemental being scratched his helmet, "I'm not surprised at all. It's strange that there aren't any messy things in this damn place."
"It seems Croita knows this place very well." The dwarf muttered.
His voice was quiet, but the mysterious one was far from human. York couldn't pretend not to hear. "Cloetta does know a lot, so even in occult circles they are not very popular."
"It's an astrologer, not a messenger," the dwarf said.
"Do you know them well?" York asked with great interest. He glanced at Joey, who was shaking off his apprentice's hand, but his expressionless face showed an easily detectable annoyance. It was almost a kind of magic, and York couldn't tell others how he was feeling with such a poor look on his face.
"They are old friends of the Oath Keepers Alliance. Chloe is a very nagging guy, and the great astrologers and messengers are even in the sky... It's just that the Sky Tower tends to explore the stars, and many messengers I don’t have much interest in those shiny gadgets.”
York was about to speak when a voice suddenly interrupted: "Have you ever been in the Oath Keepers Alliance?"
Joey stared at Painter, the dwarf.
"No, no, who is talking nonsense? I left my tribe thirty years ago." Painter quickly explained.
"Then watch your mouth."
The messenger seemed to be suppressing his anger, but it was not an offense caused by the apprentice. Everyone can see that Joey is different from the nobles of the kingdom. He does not care about his status, nor does he take strength as an honor. In a sense, he is easier to get along with than most people, but this also makes people unpredictable about his temper.
"Get ready to enter the valley." The messenger ordered.
"How to enter? Use the scroll of oath to open the way, and use the sound to break the silence of the valley?" the apprentice said. "This won't work, we will destroy the entire Valley of Sleep."
"That's a good thing to say." Joey didn't refute, but York spoke first. "If we can do this, why should we keep it?"
Uriel knew that he was right, and they would indeed do this in the future. Kill the Steel Guards who attack them and destroy the buried bones. If he hadn't been reminded by the Scroll of Oath at the end, almost everyone would have been able to pass without any injuries, and the dangerous areas blocking the road would have been eradicated.
Thinking of this, the apprentice couldn't help but touch his chest. This was indeed a reminder.
"Steel rocks can be reunited even if they are broken." Uriel explained, "But once we crack the mystery here, they will lose their restraints. At that time, the Valley of Sleep will no longer exist, and disaster will befall the entire world. Above the leaf forest, it even affects the one on the edge, that one..."
"The Evergreen Vein, the only way to survive through the forest." York took over at the right time.
"Thank you." Uriel glanced at him gratefully, "I think there is another way, and we can solve the problem perfectly."
The tranquility made his voice particularly powerful, but the apprentice himself felt a little unsure. He knew he could only foresee one future, but the possibilities were endless. It is difficult to find a perfect solution. If he can only choose one between the past of the cave people and the safety of the travelers, he will definitely not be able to give up the latter.
But he must give it a try no matter what. The second chance does not come in vain. He must do better than before.
"I know what you are going to do." Uriel said to Joey, he really hoped that the other party would forget what he had just done. He was too excited because he realized his mistake. "I'm sorry, Bai, I'm not clear-headed. I know you didn't do anything, but I saw you kill it. This is wrong..."
"Please believe me, you can pass through the valley without destroying it. We don't need to kill." Uriel tried his best to say in his most sincere voice. "Since it is your choice to pass through the Valley of Sleep, then the cave people and their guards will not die."
York and Painter exchanged glances with each other. They didn't know the apprentice's magic and couldn't figure it out at the moment. But it doesn't matter, the messenger knows what he is talking about, and adventurers never take pride in killing and blood. As long as the messenger relents, it is not difficult to change the strategy.
Uriel looked to his mentor with hope. "We have to solve problems, not kill people."
Joey looked at him quietly.
"Next you are the leader."
…
The tranquility of the valley made the night lovely, but no one except Uriel thought so. He heard York discussing the moon with Painter, and the golden light powder of divine magic was swirling around.
"We stopped by that rock, the source of the spring." The apprentice pointed to the burial place of the cave dwellers. At this time, their feet were shaking, as if something was about to protrude.
finally come. Uriel immediately warned: "Steel Rock Guards!"
Stone thorns rose from the ground, and Uriel suddenly leaned back. He knew that the stone thorn would pierce through the side, and then quickly retracted, preparing for the next blow. Then the apprentice immediately rolled to the side, and the spikes pierced the hard soil fiercely.
"Good consciousness." York praised. He was not far away, twisting his body and using his short sword to chop off the stone pillar. Then the mercenary clicked his tongue and said, "The hardness isn't bad either."
Uriel was a little embarrassed. He felt as if he was using magic to get compliments. But suddenly the coldness began to spread, and he couldn't care about anything else, "Be cold and solid!"
Joey gave him no new expression.
At the same time, Uriel pushed York, and the two of them headed towards the end of the water flow. When the dwarf saw this, he turned around alertly. Now the team all headed towards the dead tree.
York looked confused and asked as he ran: "What are you doing there? It's too dangerous! The exit is not far away!"
"Look, we have a problem to solve, and it's not about the rocks or whether we can get through the valley—"
"The Steel Rock Guard will not disappear even if it is beaten into powder, but the messenger can definitely make it finer than powder. You don't need to worry about this."
"What about the cavemen? They sleep here. This is the burial place of a race. Not to mention fighting against demons. The cavemen died for Knox and for us now. You have to watch their final souls rest in peace. Is everything destroyed?"
"The cavemen are dead, but their creations still exist and are even devouring innocent people...and these are the people their masters protected during their lifetimes." York pointed out, "Death is the end that should have come long ago."
ending? Uriel did not expect that he would say this, and for a moment he was almost nailed to the ground by a stone pillar. The apprentice couldn't understand: "This is not the fault of the stone monsters, they have lost their leader!"
"And there is no doubt that as the cave dwellers pass away, the valley continues to bring more living people to keep them company." The young mercenary leader was very patient. He rubbed his brightly colored face, "You want to save these monsters, don't you? God, how could you have such an idea?"
"What's so strange about this?" the apprentice asked, not thinking that his considerations were abnormal at all. "Shouldn't we help our former comrades?"
"Change the concept! Our comrades are cavemen, not his mindless servants!"
York just wanted to get rid of him: "They have no soul at all!"
"Without a soul?" Uriel looked at him with unclear meaning in his eyes. "The gap between them and you may not be as big as you think."
The light elemental life was stunned.
Frost and cold spread on the ground, and the stone thorns were sealed under the frozen soil. Joey does what he says and doesn't care about the apprentice's requirements at all. Layers of blue ripples bloomed under his feet, and the radiance of magic lit up the night.
The three of them felt a rush of cold air coming from their backs, and the heat generated by the vigorous exercise dissipated directly. Everyone was cold all over and could not help but run faster.
"This is it." Uriel climbed up the rock with numb hands and feet, followed closely by York. Together they pulled the dwarf up.
The messenger landed with hypothermia.
Without letting Joey do anything, the apprentice scrambled up the rock and tried to lift the wood. He tried his best, but it wouldn't budge.
Uriel became confused. In the illusion, this was just an ordinary tree trunk. Isn't it stronger and heavier than steel rock?
"The difference in mystery." Joey reminded.
The apprentice understood immediately. Joey chopped down the tree with his sword before, that was because he was in the Sky Realm. An old piece of wood like Uriel would not admit it.
"What do you want to do?" Light Element asked.
"There's a hand buried under here. It's the last trace of the cave dweller."
"Dig it out and send it to the museum?" Big Nose knocked on the tree trunk.
I don't know if his words angered the guards, but the ground shook violently again, and the woods on the cliff edge moved up and down.
Uriel glanced at him angrily, "No. The bone hand is wrapped with mysterious power, which is the source of the curse. But it is not the curse of the cave people, but the devil's."
