Chapter 202: The Lonely Pilgrimage
Thunder Island, where the Thunder people once lived.
It is an island with a radius of almost a hundred kilometers. To the west is a crescent-shaped golden sand beach that envelops the entire island of Thunder, more than 200 kilometers from top to bottom. To the northwest is the northern part of the North County Forest, which is separated from the Glory Forest to the north. The Forest of Glory is close to Thunder God City, and if you go down the starry wind river, you can pass through this thousand-year-old city. The only way to enter Thunder City from Golden Beach is the narrow Minahir Trail, to the south of Thunder City is the Sunset Mudpool and Sunspring Lake, and the seventeen-story Phantom Thunder Tower is above Sunspring Lake. The southern part of the North County Forest stretches to the southernmost tip of Ray Island, ending with a high twilight cliff. To the east of Thor's City, stepping over the Bridge of the Tempest, the entire Dust and Muddy Mountains will come into view. Through the Thurro Caverns, this leads to the ThunderClan Altar beneath the Dust Mountains. On the east and west sides of the ThunderClan Altar are the Utheran Graveyard and the Orebo Ruins. The easternmost part of Thunder Island is the steepest and most precipitous, easy-to-defend and difficult to defend cliff.
【Holy Alliance, December 23, 478, Thunder Island, 9 p.m.]
It's not like the storms that the Holy Alliance faces, it's like a hellish sight. Within 10 kilometers of the sea area of Ray Island, it is a very beautiful scenery. Perhaps because of the spiritual magic used by Claude Fresnel, the sea in this area was calm, although the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the light of the thunder spirit array in the bloody bay replaced the sun. The entire Isle of Thunder is in a normal change of light and darkness, and the romantic and mysterious thunder light adds a fairy tale color to this country and this lost island.
The breeze seemed to be precisely calculated, brushing the bun of Haiyun's ears and not lifting her skirt. With the swaying leaves and the rippling blue waters of Lake Riquan, if you stand on the bridge of the wind and gaze at the starry river at your feet, you will definitely feel the breath of this living island. As Claude said, the current Thunder Island has become one with him, and before breaking through the ten-layer Thunder Law, whether it is a spiritual vein or a vein gate, his true body in the Thunder Clan altar is the eye of this giant thunder vein array.
Sitting in the Auditorium of Tireface were Claude's six identical Thunder clones, identical in terms of breath, movement, spiritual power, and appearance. The sea princess sat at the end of the long table, looking at the six people in front of her.
"This is the last dinner," Claude said, "and in another eighteen hours, the Thunder Spirit Array in the Bloody Bay will be completely deactivated, and the battle will begin at that time." However, we are well prepared. With the fortifications of Thunder Island, the puppet soldiers should be enough to cope for a while, and if there is no particularly urgent situation, Haiyun it is better not to expose yourself. You are the trump card in our hands, so to speak. ”
Haiyun picked a piece of good barbecue, and then said with a smile: "We should do it according to the plan, first of all, we should create a suspenseful atmosphere, the thunder magic spirit array suddenly failed, and the Holy Alliance should not attack easily." If combined with Heart of the Ocean, it may be possible to create a super-large tsunami. ”
"Oh, a super tsunami?" the other Claude clone seemed very interested in this: "The Alliance fleet is a Glory-class battleship, you should have a good idea of how much strength is needed for a tsunami that threatens this type of warship, right? If you can open eight veins, you can barely create a super-scale, and if you continue to do it, I'm afraid that you have more than enough heart and not enough power-"
"One time is enough. ”
"How so?"
"It's enough to make them suspicious!" Haiyun said simply, "Suspicion is the best way to slow them down." ”
"That's a good idea," Claude said in an affirmative tone, "but be careful of legendary mages, magic is the power to solve all problems—"
"At least it can reduce their strength, the blue-robed mage and the green-robed mage don't have endless magic power like the white-robed mage, and it won't be easy to deal with the heart of the ocean. Haiyun smiled confidently, his lips slightly raised with a hint of red color, which reminded Claude of cherries that only bear fruit in spring.
When the warm spring sea breeze blows, the big war that is about to break out the day after tomorrow seems to disappear. No one knows what will become of the future, where they will go, and how they will change? The whole world is dyed in fairy tale colors by the brilliant thunder light, and when the thunder and lightning stand straight in the distance, you only need to turn your head and look out from the Triphis Auditorium to see the whole of Thunder Island without much difficulty. The majestic white jade staircase of the Temple of Thunder leads into the distance, connecting with the endless royal gardens, the tall ancient and noble oak trees with clusters of yellow spring flowers poking out of the walls caressing the fingertips of passers-by, and the neat marble avenue leading to the Minahir Trail is flanked by unknown wildflowers, bright red as blood-red irises of the setting sun, white fairy snow and yellow magnolias.
Why do good things always suffer? If they are gorgeous, why not live forever? Haiyun's question haunted her, and not only on Thunder Island. The cities of Yena seem to have a similar fate, and the epics of the great legends should have a place for them, and forgetting in the howling wind is not their end.
Through the goblet of fine red wine, the sea princess caught a glimpse of a corner of the world, and under the gaze of Claude's six doppelgangers, she looked along the horizon in her mind, and the sad self appeared in the faint morning sun. The ruins of the past float on the rough sea, and the corpses of unicorns are scattered in all directions, floating on the sea of ten thousand poems, and the beautiful verses can no longer be heard.
"How sure are you of success?" her faint voice broke the silence of the hall.
In the arms of the statue of the Virgin, six Claude gathered in a part, he put down the cutlery in his hand, silent, his pair of turquoise pupils reflected the appearance of his most beloved, as if to say: what the future looks like, who knows?
Princess Hai got the answer from the eyes of the King of Thunder, so she continued to ask:
"If we survive, where do we go next? stay on Ray Island, or do we get out of here?"
"This is the beginning of the story, after defeating the Holy Alliance army, I will travel to the Western Continent in search of something very important. Next, we have three options: to go to Karagon, the second is to go to the Burning Bone Mountains, and the last one is to go to the Lost Lands, Dream Tower, and Dream City. Claude shook his wine glass and smiled on his blood-stained lips, "There's still a lot of work to be done, but at least we should get through the day after tomorrow - it's going to be a long day-"
Cloud sighed, his eyes blurred on the murals around the Triphass Auditorium, the angels falling from the sky, flames burning with their wings, looking at the rising sun with a painful, twisted expression. The prosperous white marble carving is illuminated by the light of the spiritual lantern and exudes fireflies, which is the most romantic poem written by the poet.
Looking through the flowers on the long table, she seemed to see the little prince who proposed to her on the reef a hundred years ago, driving a flat boat through the thunder magic array in the Bloody Bay to meet her. Perhaps it was also from that time that the three princesses of the sea kingdom believed in fairy tales, the story of the princess of the deep sea and the prince of folded wings, the soul sleeping in the square of Busa in the city of Yena, the story of love and the tears of Croft.
Once again, "The Lonely Tour" sounded, and the melodious sound of the violin, the calm cello, the romantic harp, the perfect piano, and the symphony of no one filled the empty Thunder Temple.
In that moment, like a hundred years passing by in a flash, the two met again, but things were wrong. He is no longer the ten princes of Thunder Island, but the last king of Thunder Island with a mission, and he is no longer the third princess of the sea country, and the moment he is chosen by the heart of the sea is the inevitable to become the queen of the sea.
The twists and turns of the tune come to an end, like the passing of a king and the end of a legend. The candlelight went out, and the final dinner came to an end.
"Are you ready? I can't guarantee your safety from the day after tomorrow," Claude said in a low voice, sitting in the dark, "Now you can still choose to leave, before the arrival of the coalition forces and the sea kingdom army." I won't blame you for that, it's your rightful right. ”
In the burst of brilliant thunder, the colorful and romantic world seemed to be asleep, and the cloud did not answer, but quietly finished his dinner, and stood up, still wearing a short red and black knee-length skirt, the corners of which were folded like flowers. After curtsy, she turned around, her white short-sleeved shirt clinging to the graceful girl's ketones, and her milk-white skin reflected her charming charm in the halo. His long ice-blue hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes as deep as the sea stared at Claude who was sitting upright, and he seemed so far away just one step away.
The floating seed in the hearts of the Sea Tribesmen took root, sprouted, and blossomed here, and this was the other side she had been looking for. In a hot, calm gaze, time passes slowly, and even the simplest thoughts can be expressed through the eyes. The two of them have such a tacit understanding, they have only seen each other for three months and more than a hundred days, but they have become the most important people in each other's hearts.
From the moment they strayed into the Bay of Blood, their fates changed. In the eyes of the King of Thunder, the Queen of the Sea Clan saw her true self, the little girl who was once naïve and longing for love. But she couldn't guess his heart, it was a world as vast as the stars, and his eyes were a world wider than the world, as if walking in an endless corridor of time, losing himself in the depth of space and time alternating with each other. The hysterical shouts were powerless, and the feeling was the helplessness of Haiyun in the face of the majestic power of the Heart of the Sea, the darkness of the Attina's cooing umbrella, and the darkness of Bernard's holy scriptures.
Even though it was only a momentary feeling, then the eyes that were enough to attract all the girls would gently sweep around every corner, and the unfathomable loneliness and indescribable depth were deeply hidden.
Maybe that's the real him!" Haiyun smiled, and when the last flame of the candle was extinguished, she said softly, "I am very happy to spend every minute with you, and the reason why the wind is light is because I have always believed that you are still alive in a corner." I know you are a man who yearns for the stars and the sea...... Or...... More...... In your eyes, I see a vast web of time and space, building a world wider than the stars. The so-called vastness of the sea is less than one-tenth of what you have in your heart, and I have never doubted what you say, and I believe that you are the savior of the world. I'm glad you always remember me, and I'm glad you saved me, and it's the best ending for me, life or death. I know that you have something to hide from me, but you must have ulterior motives and your own plans, for you are the savior of the world—"
Tears rolled in the corners of his eyes, glittering like crystals in the thunder.