Continue south?
"This is not my decision." Uriel sighed, turned over and climbed into the saddle. "I presume they have passed through the Morris Mountains. What do you know about the rituals of the Skylands, Sauron?"
Almost all are assertions of the Ring of Death, especially for mystics who have not yet reached the High Ring. I suspect she lied it was referring to Nadia.
"You shouldn't doubt the parchment's judgment."
The thing itself is weird. There is no evidence that the Silver Song Knight died. The elf saint you are looking for actually gave up her confession and walked with the master in the dream to the desolate snowfield. To tell you the truth, kid, I've recorded the rituals of the Archastrologers, and they each had their own preparations for crossing the Path of Death, but generally speaking, venue requirements were not at the top of the list. Is it necessary to go that far?
Uriel tried to remember: "Parsur said that she was guided by the goddess to go all the way south."
If it was really Heather, He should guide her back to Cangzhi Forest. Saint Valorin needs her more
"You don't understand. It was her people who drove her away."
Oh, why do you think that is? Capitulationists are also not welcome in the future. As a queen, she shouldn't just walk away. Doesn’t the devil president you believe in think so too?
"Nedia and her companions are not demons yet."
If it were any other association, you could still say the same thing. But Veil of Dusk? They were so famous that they were recorded thousands of years later.
"Maybe the record is wrong." He retorted, "We can all see that they are not the kind of crazy people who are desperate..."
Do you really think so? Nadia wants to escape Alanvor with the Society. If she hadn't found the Bible in the end, think about what she would have done
Uriel found it difficult to answer. "No matter what, this has never happened in the dream world. You want me to punish innocent people for crimes that don't exist?"
The master in the dream doesn't recognize us at all, so you still have to find his ring to mock us.
The disciple was startled by these words. What Sorrent mentioned was just a small example. In fact, he undoubtedly violated the principles for Joey. Not to mention other things, when he was in Mortus, if the Silver Song Knights insisted on executing their mentor, he would definitely not be able to help but stop it. , even if the other party does lead free people to burn, kill and loot. It seems that I am more biased than I thought.
But what else can I do? The problem was before him, but Uriel soon realized that he would not be able to figure it out in a short while. "I'm not Lucia, so I can't be fair and just. But Nadia is not an enemy. In the ancient times, the nameless people could survive openly. People think so." He didn't want to dwell on it, "There are only a few exceptions for organizations. Pal. The Blue Forest of Sur is one of them. The nature elves of the Ancestors era were very repulsive to the First Source. Do you know the reason?"
There are records of towers. During the Holly Agreement, the forest races thought that Chu Yuan was treacherous.
"The imperial prince MacAdam was rejected by the forest race, so he had to let the "victor" Veronka sign on his behalf."
You know this history fairly well
Now Uriel could confirm that the Holly Agreement in the dream was close to the historical truth.
But the implementation of one thing is far from enough. Mysteries surround the entire world as Uriel passes through the gardens, over the city walls, and deep into the vast snowfields. Walking behind Kamaria, although the apprentice didn't feel cold yet, he didn't dare to speed up easily. He felt that he was approaching the edge of Binya Ao, and no one knew what would happen.
And the worst-case scenario is nothing.
You should go back the way you came, Ring Warning, there is a dead end ahead.
Uriel looked up at the snowfield, where the sky was always covered with thick clouds. "Does the tower astrologer know where the farthest south is?"
No one has been there...but it's been documented. We can indeed observe the entire world, and this is no exaggeration. It proudly provides the answer. The southernmost point of Binya Io is the Sea of Ice, where the moon rises
"Broken Moon?"
Could it be that there is a second moon in the sky?
"It's incredible." Uriel murmured longingly, "The moon can actually fall into the sea."
Not just the sea. During the day, He would continue downward, through the passages under the sea, and into the underworld. Our day is the night of the underground race, but their night is brighter than the day... If you chose to become an astrologer, you must understand that these astronomical knowledge rings are like popular science.
"I thought this was common sense." The apprentice himself came from the outside world, so he had never heard of such a statement.
Mysterious knowledge cannot be spread casually
"Is this happening?"
Most of the people you come into contact with are mysterious creatures, so you would ask such stupid questions, Sauron said contemptuously. Mortals have no fire and cannot grasp the mysteries, but they are very good at misinterpretation, causing true knowledge to be confused and covered up. Therefore, since the ancient times, mysterious creatures have required that the mystery must be kept pure.
It seems reasonable. "But what if someone goes to the end of the world, discovers where the moon is... and then reveals the truth?"
What would an idle person like you do?
Uriel did not refute: "What will happen?"
Not really. No one would believe Sauron's indifferent words, people always believe what they can see. If you ask me, no one would come to this damn place. If you go further, you won't even see man-made objects
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over the ridge. Uriel saw waves of snow rushing down the crescent-shaped steep slope and roaring into the deep valley on the west side. It is like a scar on a mountain range, with rugged corners and ugly twists and turns, but under the decoration of the frosty and snowy jungle, it also has a dangerous beauty.
And just above the rift valley and ridge, at the corner between the crescent slope and the silver-white jungle, a slender, bright pink flag fluttered in the wind, and a circle of golden tassels stuck to each other at the edge. In the center of the fabric, fine stitching embroiders a cross of white torches. They looked at it in their own way and fell into silence.
what is that? Did you see that? what is that! The ring flashes like a bad contact.
"I guess it's the flag," Uriel replied seriously, "but it appeared in front. So it's probably a miraculous work of nature."
If Sauron really had a face, it would probably have blushed. You don't have to laugh at me! Heck, those were definitely signs of civilization. Can there still be a village here? The people of Suviliya? It makes no sense!
Reality doesn't make sense to you. "Let's take a detour there." Uriel decided. "Every scene in the dream has a meaning. Maybe Parsur and the mentor are nearby."
You already have experience, the ring said angrily, and asked me what to do.
"With your guarantee, I can walk faster." He comforted Sauron.
Everything is expected. Less than two hundred yards behind the flagpole, there is an abrupt stone tower hidden among the cliffs. When Uriel approached the base of the flagpole, he saw a figure curled up in the crevices of the rocks. He was alert in case the opponent's guard shot an arrow. "Someone..." As soon as the words came out, the apprentice realized that the voice could not penetrate the headwind. "Can you shine brighter, Sauron?"
The Ring had a different opinion: You could have just slipped by quietly. This is your specialty
"I'm not a scout." Uriel replied in surprise, "Why do you need to hide your whereabouts?"
It's really not necessary. I forgot, causing trouble is also your specialty. Even if you stand under the eaves on a sunny day, some people will still be hit by the rain.
The apprentice was speechless. "Okay, I'll do it myself." He waved his hand and ignited the magical flame.
Warm light radiates in all directions, bouncing between the ice. This is much clearer than an archery target on a sunny day.
But the other party didn't respond. Something is wrong. Uriel immediately extinguished the flames, turned around and hid behind the mountain wall.
how? The ring slowed down a beat.
Quite suddenly, the ground began to crumble. The frozen soil shattered silently, as if it was empty inside, with nothing to fill it up, and only a shell of skin standing there. Snow mixed with silt fell into the bottomless rift valley.
Snow sprayed everywhere, and Uriel sneezed. "Mysterious place," he muttered, rubbing his nose.
That's it. Sauron agreed. Look, the village is down there.
He climbed down the cliff, steps of frozen rock scattered along the sides. It's a dangerous road, steep and slippery, but enough for the mysterious creatures to pass through. But are the people in the village all mysterious creatures and no mortals? He thought as he crawled.
Halfway through, his doubts were cleared. A long rope was blown loose by the wind and floated in the air. All that's left of the pulley that originally restrained it is a dent. If people in the valley rely on ropes to get around, then this is probably the reason why the Stone Tower Outpost is unmanned.
The village on the snowfield has a unique shape, and its location is not so strange compared to it. Rows of hemispherical buildings are compactly placed together. They are white, smooth, regular and integrated, with no doors, windows or openings, shining brightly due to the crust of frost and snow.
But Uriel determined that they did not belong to humans.
"I'm not even as big as an ice brick." The apprentice said softly, "No wonder they use the hills as sentry towers. Is this a village of giants?"
Snowmen don’t live in groups
Yeti isn't the only thing on the tundra. Nadia warned the apprentice how dangerous the witch's mysterious creation was, and even needed the help of the witches in the society to get through. Uriel naturally didn't bother the other party. He had a way to hide himself in his dream and didn't have to worry about the snowman's attack. Besides, after finding Joey, he would have an anchor, and the dreamland would be more convenient for him.
"I heard that the frost giant tribe also lives in the snowfield. This is more like their residence."
I'm glad you didn't hear it from me.
Uriel ignored it and went straight to the center of the road. At least the open space makes me more visible. "Is anyone here?"
He hadn't expected a quick response; to a giant, the normal volume of a human being was no louder than a mosquito chirp. But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a response. With a click, an arrow sank into the snow and was nailed not far away.
"No one." The instructor replied coldly, "You'd better turn around."
The apprentice suddenly remembered the scene when they first met. "I'm not the Knight of Silver Song." Uriel turned to look for the source of the sound, "So don't always chase me away."
"You shouldn't be here."
"I met Nadia. I also came into contact with divine relics in Mortus before. There is more than just coincidence."
The instructor didn't bother with him and went straight to the point: "Are you asking her about our whereabouts?"
"I want to know what you are doing here!" Uriel had been confused for a long time. "Besides, where is this place? Where is Persul? With you?"
There was silence. "Go back, Uriel." Parsul's voice passed through the soft snowdrifts. Although she did not show her face, Uriel could tell that she was tired. "Some things are too difficult to explain, involving the mysterious class and Heather... You are a missionary, kid, there is no need to waste your time on arcane knowledge that you will never use in this life."
"We can keep the conversation short, or we can talk while walking without delaying the trip." The apprentice insisted.
This time there was a brief silence. For a moment, he thought he could communicate openly with her, just like he had in the snowy forest on the border of Alanvor.
But Parsur refused. "No, no. Heather doesn't allow me to reveal too much... Joey? Tell him to leave as soon as possible. It's not safe here after dark."
"Wait there." The instructor said to Uriel.
Parsul raised his voice: "I've had enough! You always contradict me. Isn't that interesting?"
"Use your brain, woman! Without the zip line, the cliff is as slippery as a mirror. Or can you make him grow spider legs?"
Their bickering subsided. Uriel turned his head to observe the ice wall, and suddenly realized that its wind-eroded stairs were actually very widely spaced. Being at the bottom of the valley, it was impossible to climb. Fortunately, I can leave the dream, otherwise I would have to be trapped here. After all, the residents here probably have no use for this thing.
At this time, at the top of the building closest to him, an ice brick was pushed out of the wall, slid along an arc, and finally crashed onto the stone. Through the gap, firelight and faint smoke can be faintly seen.
They were in that room. The apprentice tried to get closer, but didn't wait for the second warning arrow. After all, they were more than capable of attacking me while I was climbing down the cliff... and we actually had room to talk.
As soon as Uriel came closer, the front of the igloo fell apart with a crash, exposing the interior space and the only opening. Snowflakes covered his head. The apprentice wiped his face and shook off his hat. When he and his mentor got in, ice cubes flew behind him to fill the gap.
As far as I know, the houses of the frost giants are all disposable, Sauron wrote in a hidden corner.
Uriel moved his fingers slightly and hid the ring in the fur of his glove. If you teach them to see it, there will be no need to talk about it.
The room was warm and cozy, with a bonfire burning in the center and thick furs surrounding it. The elf saint of Cangzhi Forest held a skinned thunderbird in her hand. The fat was turning golden under the flames. She rotated her wrist carelessly. The mentor turned and sat back across from her, pressing a long dagger under his boot. Uriel noticed that there was no sign of a bow or arrow in the room.
"I hope you didn't make a deal with Nadia." Parsul said the first thing he said. "This old liar doesn't tell the truth."
The apprentice put his hands quietly into his pockets. "Why do you say that?"
"Of course because I was deceived before you were."
"She doesn't seem to have anything bad to say about you," Uriel told her, "and she directed me to you."
"Is this how I can gain your trust?"
of course not. Uriel's only basis was the Scroll of Oath, and it proved that Parsur was lying. "You all hold your own opinions." He pretended not to know, "What's going on?"
"I have the right to keep secrets, Uriel, even in Mortus." Parsul said gently. "I also know that you are worried. But I have Heather to look after me, and He can do anything."
"Maybe it was like this in the forest. But there are no forests in the south, my lord... there is only snow here. Where else are you going?"
Uriel could not get an answer. The ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled, feeling like an avalanche on a cliff. After being stunned for a moment, the vibration became more intense. He subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword and looked around, only to find that his mentor had already stood up, as if he had not sat down at all. But unlike when Uriel came for him, Joey's movements didn't look so nervous.
"The master has come to receive the guests." Parsul said quietly. "What a great time."
Immediately afterwards, the ice wall cracked and dust spilled out. Uriel saw the largest claw he had ever seen in his life. There was no doubt that even the flying dragon in the church could not compare with it. "Frost Giant!?"
"Obviously, I won't be a snowman." The other party responded in a muffled voice, but his voice was as loud as a bell being struck. The behemoth lowered its head and brought up a howling wind. "Are you a snowman?" it asked the apprentice.
"There is no such thing as a snowman, Fabuti." The instructor replied, "You have to ask? We need smarter guys here now."
"But I'm the leader."
"Then you should know this better."
The frost giant blew out a large blast of cold air. "I should kick you all out. Okay, is this the trouble you brought? The nightingale you mentioned?"
"He is not."
"You're always sure," muttered the frost giant Fabuti. He raised his arm, waved away the snow foam, and looked at Uriel through his thick eyebrows with his two big eyes. He felt Sauron's ring tighten.
I'll translate it immediately prompt.
Although they were talking in Elvish, this was no longer an obstacle to communication. "It's okay, I heard it very clearly." Uriel said to them at the same time, "In fact, it was too clear."
"I'm not! Please speak louder." Farbuti rumbled. Parsur covered his ears, and Uriel saw his mentor roll his eyes. "I'll ask you, and you'll answer, little one. Do you want to stay in the Ice Sea Tribe too?"
"No, sir. I am a missionary and must roam the continent spreading the glory of Gaia."
The ring taunted as if that was really the case. Never mind its comments.
"Who is Gaia?" The frost giant had never heard of it.
"He is the deity of men."
"I understand...preacher. That's it. You will spend your life spreading the faith of God."
"right."
"But we have our own gods who don't like Gaia." His breath made his eyebrows tremble. "I'm going to kick you out."
Parsul blinked and seemed to want to speak. But the frost giant's voice was too loud, and the mentor reached out to stop him. She twitched her wrist angrily and threw a large drop of oil into the latter's face.
Uriel looked up at Farbuti and thought that all the frost giants seemed to be alike. He still remembered Nimue, the female frost giant warrior of the Oath Keepers Alliance, who was also so frank. "It doesn't matter. Preaching doesn't mean disrespecting other faiths. You believe in your own gods, but it doesn't hurt to know Gaia."
"Is this okay?" Farbuti stared.
"Gaia is not the only god in the world."
"You are very tolerant." The frost giant leader stared at him for a while. "Looks like you can stay here, little one."
"I'm Uriel."
"I am Fabuti. The leader of the Ice Sea Tribe, the natural enemy of the evil snowman, the warrior blessed by the night, the guardian of the Broken Moon..."
"Damn it, are you finished yet?" the instructor interrupted. He wiped his face angrily, turned around and distanced himself from everyone. "To hell with everything." He got out of the igloo.
"What's wrong?" The frost giant muttered, but he wasn't angry at all. Uriel looked at this scene in surprise, and suddenly realized that the relationship between his mentor and him was actually quite good. "You bully him, Palu? Is he leaving?"
Parsur yawned and lay back. "Who said that? I can't beat him. Besides, I want to leave, but he is not happy."
"It's dangerous outside." Hearing her words, Farbuti raised his big head with satisfaction. "You all stay here. The tribe is safe and I need you too."
The elf saint waved her hand.
