The young child stood alone in the rainstorm, and the door of the "Lost Land" burst open in front of him.

All the black shadows stood indifferently in front of him, and their cold eyes were like dazzling long lamps. They greeted him expressionlessly, bowing their heads and whispering.

……

At half past seven in the morning, somewhere uninhabited east of the Bering Strait.

The firelight began to shrink.

In the dark night, the huge firebird is now flying slowly close to the sea. Heavy rain poured down from the sky, and the inky rain wrapped tightly around it like a layer of light foam.

It was as if a hazy curtain had been quietly drawn in the gray world, and the scorching heat made the sea water below boil like magma.

"Frightened!"

The loud chirp suddenly startled, and the deafening chirp seemed to resound through the sky.

Blazing flames burst out of it, and the black figure stood silently on the bird's back. Like a layer of ink-splashed rain, it blends with the flames.

In the rain curtain, the figure of the chick floated in mid-air, and the rain and white vapor were quietly bounced away the moment they approached it. Then its figure suddenly stopped, its huge wings waving in the air.

And at the moment when the chick stopped, in the sea less than a hundred meters in front of it. The huge bronze gate, which is so simple that it is indescribable, is standing alone on the surface of the sea, and the gray-blue door body is like an old man's chapped skin.

Under the rain curtain, the eaves made of metal are silently radiating a brilliant luster, and the unique luster of metal substances is coldly irradiated. Like a dazzling starlight rising in the dark night, it burns brightly on the sea.

And in the middle of the huge bronze gate, red flames began to burst out. The door burst open, as if something was burning inside the door, and flames kept pouring out of it.

"Frightened, frightened!"

On the surface of the sea, huge chicks are waving their wings excitedly, and their huge wings bring up a scorching water vapor.

"Quiet, hooked. Bing Ji's side has not yet decided the winner, and the blacksmith has not fully woken up. Under the robe, the man's voice was still cold. Like a ball of constant ice in the polar regions that will never be civilized, it is so cold that it makes people want to shiver.

However, the chick seemed to have long been accustomed to the scolding of men, and it quietly stretched its wings and flew towards the door.

Under the towering bronze door, a huge "living spirit" is silently surrounding. It perched silently on the bronze door, its hideous body glowing with flames.

Under the huge door, the man gently stretched out his fingers and carefully stroked the ancient bronze giant door. The "living spirit" on the door swam rapidly, and it began to become restless at the presence of the man.

This creature, which had been "killed" thousands of years ago, hundreds of years ago to guard the Bronze Gate, began to grow fearful.

It's ...... Fear of men!

"Yuanyu, a thousand years have passed...... Are you still there?" The man gently scrubbed the bronze blue-gray eaves, and a shallow smile erupted on his pitch-black face, "The blacksmith's breath has awakened, and he is waking up again at the call of Bing Ji." ”

"I won't move his life, and the key to his fate is still in his hands." The man said, "You should be glad that the direction of the prophecy is not biased, and everything is moving towards your speculation." ”

"It's time for you to wake up, Yuanyu." He whispered, "Binghime's mission has been completed, and she is following your plan to 'die' again. Those who have been chosen by you...... Will they wake up right after you again?"

"Hehehe......"

The icy laughter began to dissipate with the flames, and the figure of the chick suddenly dimmed from the front of the giant gate.

The "living spirit" on the door resumed its swimming, and it became hideous again after the man's figure left. The cyan ripples rippled slowly across its body, and soon after, it was silent again.

"Spirit Frozen!"

In the pure white field, inky points of light are colliding at great speed. A sword-like cold glow flashed past the two of them, blasting and whipping up layers of ice slag underneath.

The points of light intersect with each other in mid-air, and the inky night is intertwined like a stroke of brushwork. Huge cracks have left the ground in shambles, and the sunken ice is seeping seawater.

The "frozen" realm has begun to crumble, and the pure white world is gradually crumbling.

Who would have believed that it was just a boy and a girl wreaking havoc if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

The clash of spears and swords bombarded each other in the sky like cannonballs, and the inky points of light were still bombarding each other in a desperate manner.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, there was a "boom". One of the points of light was shot down suddenly, and the force caused the entire ice surface to break down.

"You are too weak, this noble bloodline has given you ...... Is there only fear?"

In mid-air, Dilnagar's figure began to emerge gradually. She waved her wings silently, and the turbulent air currents slowly blew away the ice chips beneath her.

The white mist in the breeze began to dissipate, and Lin Sheng's body slowly emerged from the ice pit. However, unlike just now, he looked a little more embarrassed at this moment.

Every part of the suit shirt was cracked, and the thin and powerless body had become bloody at the moment. Beneath him, cracks like spider webs cracked and dented the entire surface of the ice, as if someone had suddenly lifted a hammer and struck it on the mirror, and the whole mirror began to fall apart.

It is unimaginable that this blow is like a devastating attack, and Lin Sheng actually directly carried it. However, judging from his bloody, trembling hands, although he received the full force of Dilnaga's blow, it was probably also the limit of his body's endurance.

"Poof!" Lin Sheng coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, he was completely collapsed, and crimson blood was pouring out of his scarred body. But even so, from his cold and sharp eyes, Dilnaga still clearly felt that it seemed to flow in the blood, even time could not erase it...... Firmness.

"Give up, you can't win me." Dilnaga took a light step and strolled in front of Lin Sheng. The body stood still, and "Ling Yuan" was pressed against his chest.

"No, I've already won." Lin Sheng looked up at her calmly, a relaxed smile welling up on his face.

Suddenly, Dilnaga seemed to realize something, and she turned her head to look up at the west.

West. Huge cracks were silently opening with the field, and the broken holes were roaring, roaring and pouring in gusts of cold wind.

At this moment, where is the Miracle still on the sea? They had already successfully escaped under Lin Sheng's delay.

"Is it worth it? For a group of humans. Dilnaga turned her head and stared at him coldly, her face cold.

"There's nothing worth it or not, I'm the commissioner, it's my duty." Lin Sheng shook his head and said softly.

"Duties...... What?" Dilnaga was silent, she withdrew "Ling Yuan", and asked with a slightly drooping eye, "Just because of your duties, you chose to trust humans again?"

"Re?" Lin Sheng was puzzled.

"Yes." Dilnaga nodded, "Lost Land, in that world of the jungle, haven't you endured enough of human greed and selfishness?"

The girl gently stroked his cheek with her hand, and her bright eyes slowly met him. It was as if all the light was pouring into his eyes all at once, and his slender eyelashes trembled gently in front of Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng's eyes were slightly stunned, and his thoughts suddenly drifted far away. The memory in his mind, which seemed to have been sealed for unknown years, slowly woke up from the depths of his memory again......

"Hey, boy, you've got something to eat, right? Hurry up and hand it over, and it will be treated as our protection money! ”

"Bastard, grab that dead kid, he's got food in his hands! Catch him ......"

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him and we'll be able to get out of here! Kill him, hahahaha......"

"No, don't come here...... Don't come over you monster! ”

The past is resurfaced in front of his eyes at this moment, those memories that seem to have been wiped out by the years, and many years later, they are like sparks burning again.

The "prison" that was once abandoned by humans and orcs, as its name suggests, is lost in some corner of the world. No one knows its true trajectory, and those who are lost there, in addition to the people summoned by the Lost Lands, are more "criminals" exiled by humans and beasts.

There is no order in it, for strength is the only iron discipline that lives there.

Beasts can carnage at will, whether human or beast, as long as you are strong enough, no one cares about your means.

Lin Sheng vaguely remembers that rainy night eleven years ago. That long, cold and lonely night seemed to be the same as it is now. The rain was pouring down, and the low thunder was rolling and roaring in the sky.

The young child stood alone in the rainstorm, and the door of the "Lost Land" burst open in front of him.

All the black shadows stood indifferently in front of him, and their cold eyes were like dazzling long lamps. They greeted him expressionlessly, bowing their heads and whispering.

Lin Sheng couldn't remember all the black shadows anymore, but the feeling of being on his back made Lin Sheng still not forget.

It wasn't just because of the fear that his youth had given him, but because he saw the ...... piled up with bones behind the thousands of dark shadows The Golden Throne.

"You know the Lost Lands?" Lin Sheng frowned, and his flabby body became tense in an instant. For a moment, his body bent slightly, his elbows arched forward, and his arms faintly exerted force.

Dil Naga's words, Lin Sheng inexplicably felt a little uneasy. He was wary of Dilnaga's approach.

"The princes know the penal colony, so you have nothing to be nervous about." Dilnaga detached from his body and said lightly, "I feel a very familiar smell in you, a smell that can only be found in the Lost Lands, so I guess you have been there." ”

As she spoke, she lowered her head and pressed the blade of Ling Yuan's sword, and said unhurriedly, "I stumbled into the Lost Land three hundred years ago, and there I saw those who were summoned by the Lost Land. All of them have more or less lost some of their memories. Because in the lost realm, memory is the most useless thing. Humans like to call it the 'place of rebirth', because those who have lost their memories will kill each other in order to stay alive. Humans believe that the world of killing must breed strong people, so every twenty years they will capture a part of the people with excellent bloodlines, and all of them will be 'exiled' in it. However, to their disappointment, of all the people who have entered the Lost Land, no matter how many there are, most of them will always be one, and only one, will ever make it out alive. ”

In the end, she stared at Lin Sheng tightly, and said with some schadenfreude, "So I'm curious." How the hell did you avoid the memory erasure of the Lost Lands, or rather...... What did you go through in there, that the Lost Land allowed you to come out of it intact?"

Dil Naga's face is sensitive, she looks like a beautiful and sinister little witch at this moment, sly smiling at Lin Sheng, and her vicious appearance can't help but be fascinated.

Lin Sheng was a little embarrassed by her, he moved his face away, and said with a blank face, "I don't know." ”

"All I can remember about the past are vague shadows and a dark world," he said. What happened then, what happened to me, and when I walked out of the Lost Land, everything began to come to an abrupt end. All I can remember are the dark shadows and a man whose face he can't remember. ”

"You're lying." Dilnaga stared at him coldly, "The Lost Lands never erased the memories after that, for it, only those memories before entering the Lost Lands are worth erasing. ”

Lin Sheng was silent and did not answer. He was right, and although he deliberately concealed some of the things, he did forget a lot about the memories of the Lost Land.

Except for the inky shadows and the golden throne, he had forgotten almost all the memories of it. If he hadn't woken up and found that the "Cangming" in his hand was still there, he would even regard everything in the "Lost Land" as just a dream, a gray and black intertwined ...... Nightmare.

(End of chapter)