Chapter 711 (1/2)
The next morning, the elves gathered and set out.
This time, instead of packing, we just took our weapons.
As for some key ancient books and spirit works of commemorative value, Aurora, the demigod, collected them together, put them into his own storage necklace and gave them to cyber for safekeeping.
Cyber is at the front of the team.
Behind him is a holy statue of goddess, which spreads to his back and connects every frost people in the team.
This is a high-level use skill of magic defense barrier gradually explored by cyber in the two months of fighting, that is, the protective layer of faith into the protector's body.
The advantage is flexible and convenient, but the disadvantage is the great consumption of faith.
In two months of fighting, cyber seldom uses it like this, but this time, even if it is expensive, he has to use it.
The power of faith is no longer available.
But if there are no people, there will be nothing.
The elves march in long lines in the wilderness.
Around Saibo are the elves of the whole frost tribe whose strength has reached the golden level.
It's different from the elves in the SEGS world.
Although the ice elves who enter the abyss also have the shackles of racial imprisonment, with their escaping into the abyss, relying on the power of the abyss to interfere with the power of the true God, thousands of years of isolation from the main material world and generation after generation of alienation, this shackle has been weakened.
In addition to the demons who constantly devour the abyss, they have gradually found another way to bypass the shackles and break through the ranks.
Although it is difficult, it also has a foothold in the abyss.
All of these golden elves are senior soldiers.
They are the vanguard of the whole team. They will cut through the thorns in the next possible battle, protecting cyber who maintains the magic defense barrier, and cutting a path to light for the people behind them.
Behind them, the whole team of elves meanders like a gold ribbon in the light of magic defense barrier.
No one spoke.
Everyone looked solemn and raised twelve points of spirit.
Only the glare of lightning and the sound of thunder came from the sky like night.
As for Aurora, the demigod, he flew into midair, guarding the whole team.
It seems like a long time.
But at the same time, it's short-lived.
About four hours after leaving the camp, the elves finally arrived at the foot of the cliff of sorrow.
Saibo took a deep breath and looked up at the towering cliff.
I saw the whole cliff as black as ink, even more lonely in the dark abyss world.
The shape of the cliff is a right angle, and the side facing the elves is a gentle and steep slope.
On the slope, a dilapidated city loomed, blocking the way of the elves.
It was a huge city, more magnificent than the chosen city of the forest of elves, but it had long been ruined and turned into ruins.
Standing under the tall gate, looking up at the mottled and incomplete wall, the conversation with Aurora before departure reverberated in cyber's heart -
”Mr. cyber, we have to go through the new emerald to reach the top of the cliff of sadness.”
”New emerald?”
”It's the spirit city on the cliff of sorrow, the stronghold where we lived for nearly 8000 years.”
”Eight thousand years It's a long time. ”
”It's in the past Mr. SEB, you should be ready to fight at that time, because there may be demons in the city, after all They also like to stay in such ruins
”Well We're not going to meet fallen spirits, are we? Didn't you say that the Yansha tribe didn't escape from the Kuroshio two thousand years ago? ”
”No Even if they degenerate into abyssal creatures, two thousand years is too long for them to disappear... ”
”That's good. If you want to fight with the fallen spirit, it's really cruel...”
”Well?”
”Well, nothing. By the way, Lord Aurora, I still have a question... ”
”Ask.”
”More than 2000 years ago Why did the Yansha tribe fall? No matter how difficult the situation is, some people should escape, right
”Mr. cyber...”
”Yes
”Do you know the connection?”
”Spiritual connection?”
”Yes After falling into eternal sleep under the crown of Mother God, each of our tribes is working hard in its own way. ”
”We frost tribe believe that the spirit under the crown of the Mother God must have returned to the astral world or existed somewhere in the void, so we built a temple on the cliff of sorrow and prayed to the starry sky day and night...””The Yansha tribe, led by Uriah, chose to revive their faith.”
”The power of the law held by Uriah is closest to that under the crown of the Mother God. He chose to sacrifice himself and let the crown of the Mother God regenerate in his own body with the help of faith...”
”To this end, he established spiritual connection with all the Yansha tribes, and promoted the power of faith to the highest level.”
”But Because of this, in the black tide, the people of Yansha tribe also stayed in the dark forever with his sacrifice... ”
”However, if there is no spiritual connection, I'm afraid Uriah will not be able to break out the power of surpassing the demigod at the last moment of his life, and finally hold down the evil god with the black tide...”
”The sacrifice of the Yansha tribe finally brought the continuation of the frost tribe We have their expectations with us, so... ”
”We will go on.”
“……”
”Mr. cyber...”
”I ”I'm here.”
”The last journey is about to begin. It's hard for you all the way.”
”No, compared with me, you are the hardest one...”
”You are too modest And then, please. ”
”I, I know...”
“……”
Taking a deep breath, cyber closed his eyes gently.
A few seconds later, he slowly opened it.
At this moment, his eyes were full of firmness.
He raised his sword and pointed to the broken gate ahead:
”people, let's go! We Go home
His voice is full of true feelings.
”Go home!”
The frost elves behind raised their rusty swords.
Then, they stepped into the dark and silent city
……
This spirit City commemorating feilengcui has long been in a state of disrepair. On the streets, we can still see the traces of fighting more than 2000 years ago.
The buildings are full of mottled claw marks of demons, which have been blurred with the erosion of years.
On the ground, you can also see some weathered bones, including elves and demons.
The whole city is dead, only the footsteps of the frost elves and the heavy breathing.
The light of the divine defense barrier lights up the surroundings, instead of lighting and torches.
A long line of people marched along the broken street.