When the stench suddenly dispersed the moment the giant spider appeared, Butos's heart was only frightened.

The young Butos's heart was so pure that the old Butos's heart, which had been cared for by the elder Butos, could not produce any evil and chaotic thoughts until now, although the giant venom spider changed Butos's fate dramatically.

However, Butos always needs to protect himself.

The sword, buried deep in the broken ice, was picked up by Butos with great difficulty, but its originally sharp blade had been weakened by the extreme frost.

"I obey the priests...... I won't hurt you......" The giant spider chose to retract his terrifying appearance after seeing Butos's vigilant behavior, and confronted Butos again as a black-robed weirdo.

The cloak of darkness as deep as the abyss made the fear in Butos's heart grow rapidly.

The sword in Butos's hand shattered like ice after being driven to slash at the monster a few times.

When Butos was most flustered, he had no choice but to choose the only remaining glowing "Shark Tears".

"Tears of the Shark" has been so weird lately that it can even be described as "dangerous". But in Butos's heart, he still regards it as a gift from old Butos to himself, and it is still Butos's thoughts about old Butos......

Butos raised the "Tears of the Shark" in front of the strange man's hands, and made an even ridiculous threat to the strange man: "Don't come near me, or old Butos won't forgive you!"

"Don't panic...... The messenger ......" The strange voice continued in the strange man's throat: "The priest has commanded me to take you to find what you are looking for......"

Butos's body and voice were still trembling: "Priest, who is the priest?"

"You ought to have seen her...... Perhaps, you'll meet her......"

In Butos's mind, a figure emerged: the cloaked old man he had met in the village.

"Priest...... No! it can't be her! I haven't seen her face, but she's not going to have any inexplicable connection with such a strange person!" Butos said to himself in his mind, and at the same time, Butos suddenly remembered something, something that he had been keeping in his pocket......

"Green Leaf...... Leaves that don't rot ......" Butos' gaze turned to the place where he had just picked up the "Tears of the Shark".

In a corner of a pile of broken ice, a gentle green looms. In the cold of death, the leaves are still immortal......

Still holding the "Tears of the Shark", Butos began to tentatively order the strange man: "If you obey me, then don't move yet!"

The strange man's tall body saluted slightly, and although his movements were stiff and unsightly, they soothed Butos's heart that had been tense.

Butos walked carefully over to the leaf, kicked the ice away with his shoe, and finally gently picked up the piece of life.

However, to Butos's surprise, this green leaf had been buried under the ice of eternity for so long, but it had not been contaminated with even a chill.

When Butos carefully put the leaves back in his pocket, Butos once again raised the "Tears of the Shark" vigilantly towards the stranger.

The strange man remained motionless, like a boulder in the abyss.

Butos hesitated, he didn't know what he was going to do now. At one time, he only had to follow in the footsteps of old Butos, and later, he and Lilwe rode on the same warhorse...... The only decision he made on his own was to pack his bags and go in search of old Butos......

However, time does not stand still with Butos......

A large number of town soldiers surrounded and blocked all the roads in the square.

Butos wanted to plead, to clear his name, but everything was just fine sand at the bottom of the stream.

Little by little, the spears and shouts of the townsmen approached......

Butos held the "Tears of the Shark" in both hands with great care, and whispered to it: "I beg you, no matter where you come from or who you come from, please don't kill again, I beg you to ......"

This time, the "Tears of the Shark" did not burst into light like the sun, but was extremely quiet, surprisingly quiet, as if sleeping like a red dragon, silent but full of threats to everyone.

The spears of the townsmen surrounded Butos and the strangers.

Butos still had expectations for his fate, but the weirdos beside him did......

Bloodshed began to spread...... The moment the hot blood dripped on the ice, it was steamed...... Huge spiders are sweeping everything, everything is being broken and destroyed......

Butos tried to stop the horror, but he had no power.

The "Tears of the Shark" began to suck the dark breath of death again frantically, and Butos fell into despair in despair......

"Why is this happening...... Butos's eyes once again overflowed with tears of sadness, and he was powerless to change all this......

When the slaughter was over, and when the last remaining soldiers fled like the god of death and darkness, the giant spider spat out a white cocoon and bound Butos to him, and then ran in a northwestern direction......

Everything around him flew away behind Butos.

At first, Butos would scream in horror. But gradually...... Butos also knew his powerlessness, so he gave up struggling, but he still didn't understand where the strange man was taking him, and who the priest was in the strange man's mouth.

"Where are you taking me?" asked Butos aloud.

"Busklie Duer Pula!" the abyssal whisper came from the belly of the giant spider, but Butos had no understanding other than fear.

"I'm sorry, messenger...... I'm going to take you to the far northwest...... The place where the priest assigned you ......" was a foul voice, but Butos finally understood.

"Far Northwest...... Oh!" Butos woke up suddenly, and he remembered the place where the "Tears of the Shark" guided him every night: "Old Butos left me the Tears of the Shark in the hope that I would go to the northwest, my God, but what is the point of me going there, isn't it very dangerous......

Butos unfolded infinite associations in his heart: "That's right, it's because of the danger that this spider will protect me......"

"But ......," Butos frowned and lowered his head, "but this spider is too cruel...... This should also be something that old Butos didn't expect, old Butos always loses everything...... Old Butos must be trying to test me, to make me a good wanderer!

Suddenly, Butos thought of something.

"You said I might have seen the priests, didn't you?"

"Messenger...... The priest knows you well......" The voice of the giant spider suddenly became somewhat pleasant to Butos.

Joy filled Butos's heart.

"My map is with you, isn't it?" asked Butos cautiously.

Instead of answering Butos this time, the giant spider used a dark spell to store things in the shadows and placed the parchment map in Butos's pocket.

At this moment, Butos's mood finally improved.

"Maybe the spider didn't mean to kill...... Probably, it just wants to survive......" Butos thought to himself.

So Butos made a very innocent request to the spider: "Huge spider, Butos begs you not to kill innocent lives in the future." ”

"I'm at your mercy for the time being...... But the will of the priests is above all else...... When the mission comes...... I will die in Ze ......"

Butos was suddenly stunned, and the joy that had just arisen in his heart was suddenly swallowed up by an inexplicable sense of crisis......

The northwest is not where Butos should be.

Disaster will also arise from the northwest.

There was a terrible prophecy in the notebook of old Butos, which came from the mouth of the Night Elves:

"The frost of eternity has finally come,

Yang Yan passed away with him.

Disaster does not arise in the southeast,

Extreme cold spreads from the north.

Don't go to the wilderness,

The evil god is thus implicated.

The desire to destroy all things,

It will begin with the beginning of all ages. ”

Old Butos never wanted little Butos to reach the far northwest.

If the other tribes learn of the reason, they will stop it.

However......