After confirming his identity, Griffith felt relieved:
"I was sent to investigate the truth about this strange domain-type sealed object on my own. Several groups of Beyonders have already left and never returned. I lost contact with friendly forces after I entered."
"What kind of friendly forces," Galadia said reproachfully, "Domain-type sealed objects need to be led by extraordinary people. If you come in alone, you will be a consumable that will be killed."
"Well, I originally wanted to escape halfway, but the big shots above had already made arrangements and didn't give me any chance to escape."
"Hey," the elf sighed and accused him helplessly, "Then you shouldn't come in and die. Sealed objects that explore the realm are a dead end for people with your strength! Why are you so stupid? ? Even if you disobey orders on the spot and fight them, you must escape. Sonia and I will find a way to help you."
"Deserts will be hunted like dogs and crucified on roadside crosses." Griffith shook his head.
"That's better than dying! If you die here for no reason, you'll have nothing. If you fight to the death, you still have a chance of survival."
How can this be such a simple thing? Griffith couldn't imagine what would happen if he was pursued by the authorities, so he changed the subject:
"What are you doing here again?"
"In the promotion trial, I suddenly understood something when I saw you," Galadia said. "I was sitting well in Homemon Watts, but suddenly an unknown force pulled me in. My brother The people nearby didn’t even have time to help me.”
"..."
"Where is this?" Galadia checked the bowstring and asked, looking at the village below and the distant mountains under the setting sun.
Regarding this issue, Griffith had already done some research in advance before setting off:
“The location is located at the Tuyan Reservoir near the port of Varna in the west.
"Tuyang Valley is the territory of Lord Salorian, the most powerful Sequence 4 Supreme Mage in the world. He is a knowledgeable man who has been carefully managing this place for many years and has built a magnificent reservoir in the valley to provide his magical magic workshop. Energy. Salorian himself was not nearby.
"The reservoir submerged the villages in the mountain basin. The villagers were relocated in advance and settled in Lord Salorian's territory, leading a better urban life. The peaceful life and ancient history in the past have been submerged underwater and become A speck of history.
"The submerged village or a mythical creature that once lived here may have retained a consciousness that cannot be dissipated after the destruction, and the lost energy formed this closed world."
Galadia nodded and said: "I can feel the death-like silence and despair. It is indeed dangerous here. If we cannot crack its secret in time, the power released by the sealed object will devour us."
Griffith nodded. Entering the inside of a weird sealed object would be weird if it wasn't life-threatening.
However, what surprised him was that the elf had neither weapons nor armor, and even the most common enchanted accessories could not be found in the beautiful hunting attire. She just appeared in this dangerous place, alone and unarmed.
"Where are your weapons and equipment?"
"They were all lost when I got involved. The rules or rituals here don't allow me to bring them in."
Griffith opened his mouth and was about to ask the question in his mind.
"Shh!" The elf girl suddenly raised her index finger to her mouth, "Something is about to start."
What started?
A sharp and long trumpet blast resounded across the sky.
"Stand here and don't move," Galadia grabbed Griffith's wrist, turned around and leaned against his back.
The sound of the trumpet tore through the silence of dusk. Emotions of uneasiness, loneliness and fear emerged in Griffith's heart at the same time. The ashes all over the sky reflected a heart-stopping light.
There was a choking smell in the air, as suffocating as a fire scene.
Darkness swallows light.
Everything within sight, including trees, roads, rocks and distant villages, were burned by the flames. The skin and color quickly peeled off, leaving behind rotten and decaying remains that seemed to have experienced centuries of erosion in a matter of seconds. .
A pinprick-like sense of crisis swept over him. Griffith, who was watching the village, suddenly felt the threat of death and a powerful aura coming from the opposite direction.
"Be careful!" Griffith immediately thrust his short spear in the dangerous direction. The sharp spearhead seemed to be pierced into the soil and rotten wood, being tightly wrapped and unable to make any progress.
Galadia shot an arrow in the dangerous direction at the same time. The arrow plunged into the huge outline and disappeared like a dark swamp.
A four-meter-tall, shirtless giant appeared next to the two of them. He was wrapped in an oily linen covering his whole body. His strong bare arms were as strong and burly as bronze castings, and his physique was extremely majestic. The huge head wore a cloth bag with eyes exposed, and in its hand was a huge black scythe with a long handle.
"Ice wall!"
As soon as Griffith saw the monster and the murderous weapon in his hand, he realized that this was not an enemy that the two of them could fight at close range. The coming attack even exceeded the defense limits of ice shields and double armor. He condensed a solid ice wall forward to block the gap between the giant scythe and the two of them. At the same time, he bent down and picked up Galadia, who was still shooting, and jumped towards the hillside.
"boom!"
The solid ice wall collapsed instantly under the sweep of the giant scythe, and the violent wind pressure hit the shield behind Griffith, sending both of them flying away.
Griffith felt all his bones tremble under the blow. He adjusted his posture in the air, held Galadia and fell into the bushes on the slope, sliding down the slope.
He protected the elf in his arms, used the shield behind him as a point of contact, and rolled over the dense trees, thorns and gravel like an upturned turtle until he rolled down to the foot of the mountain before stopping.
Galadia jumped up quickly and looked up at the mountain road above. The terrifying monster stood there, with two blood-red eyes flashing in the torn bag, staring directly at the two people at the foot of the mountain.
"Griffith, can you move? Have you brought any recovery potion?" The elf girl pushed aside the thorns and shrubs entangled around her companion and asked with concern.
"I'm okay. I don't need any medicine." Griffith lay flat on the ground. Even if he used the Vanguard Shield to reduce the impact, his whole body still felt as if it was falling apart. "Let me slow down."
"There is no time, we have to leave here." Galadia helped the trainee knight and looked up again. The humanoid monster strode down the slope and struck downwards like a mudslide.
"The thing is chasing us. We hide in the village to confront him."
There is only a low fence around the village at the foot of the mountain, and earthen ridges and paths connect the scattered paddy fields and courtyards.
Griffith's injury was actually not serious. He just suffered a concussion after falling all the way from the mountain as a pad. He quickly recovered under the influence of his powerful self-healing ability, and was soon able to keep up with Galadia's light footsteps. The two passed through the houses on the outskirts of the village and hid in the alleys where the buildings were denser.
"You have so many little secrets," Galadia poked her head outside to make sure that the monster had not caught up, and then said to her companion who was leaning against the wall and panting, "You smashed down the hillside solidly, You have recovered a lot in just a short while.
"There is also an ice wall that blocked the monster's blow. There was no chanting of magic spells or the use of a wand, not to mention that you can't do magic configurations under the influence of blood. Don't tell me that you inherited this from the potion given by Sonia. the power of."
Griffith reached out and touched his shoulder, found a sharp piece of wood inserted into his arm from the gap in the armor, and pulled it out with a gritted teeth.
Galadia stared at the blood-stained half of the broken wood and bit her lip: "Does it hurt? Let me help you look at the wound."
"It's okay," Griffith crushed the wood pieces and scattered them. "During the attack in the Whispering Forest, I was fatally injured after being captured by Baron Anselm..."
The elf girl's slender eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, and before she could stop him, Griffith continued speaking on his own.
"After I lost both sides with him, I used my last breath to chew on his body."
"..."
Griffith smiled, as if he was talking about the dinner he had just eaten, and pointed to his bone ring, "I was supposed to mutate, but with the help of this ring, I absorbed some of the extraordinary characteristics of the vampires, and possessed Powerful self-healing ability and some knowledge of blood magic."
Although Griffith briefly communicated with Galadia and Sonia about his abilities, this was the first time he explained them in such detail.
"I won't listen! I won't listen!" The elf girl covered her long ears and shook her head.
"The spirit of this ring calls himself Minos, and it gives me a power different from magic spells and holy light. I can cast ice magic spells and blood magic spells through premade runes, and even be able to briefly resurrect and drive the dead. ," Griffith continued, "I can use runes continuously to cast spells, and making spells again requires mental energy."
Galadia punched him.
"Five points off you!
"Aren't you worried about killing me when you tell me this? Contact with unknown occult knowledge without protection will be fatal! Maybe this ring is the evil god's tentacles extending into the world!"
Griffith observed the surrounding environment and shrugged his shoulders carelessly: "At least it's very useful. Without its assistance, I would have died long ago.
"Garadia, the matter has come to this, I will not hold anything back, and I will share all the information with you. After all, the current situation is that I have been sent to a highly dangerous sealed object. The previous batch of investigators may have Death; and you, appearing here with bare hands, have many restrictions because of the rules of the promotion ceremony, right?"
"Yes~"
Griffith asked seriously: "Can't your tribe, Sidious, provide support and assistance now?"
The girl shook her head, pulled Griffith to hide at the intersection of the streets, and secretly looked at the empty, decaying road ahead:
"No, appearing here was randomly transmitted during the promotion ceremony. My brother has to determine my location and then rush here from Homemonworth. It will also take time to crack this sealed object.
"Relax, this is what happened, worry and tension won't make the situation better.
"Isn't this because of you? I thought I went all the way to defeat the goblins because Iluvash's prophecy said that going there alone would make a discovery that would increase my chances of surviving the promotion ceremony. I thought I was looking for something. Where’s the sacred artifact or sealed object?”
