"I remember!" Four's gaze was like substance, ripping everyone up, so that more than a dozen dying believers received his murderous intention, and they all sat up one after another.

The monk felt his unfriendly gaze even more, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he finally remembered something.

"Forest of the Dark River!" The monk was so excited that he even reached out to grab Edward's arm in a bit of a gaffe:

"This is the Forest of the Dark River!"

"Nonsense!" Number Four has no virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, and unceremoniously interrupts the monk: "We all know where this is. ”

The map can't be opened, which means that everyone has lost their way, which is naturally a very bad thing for the trialists, so No. 4 is in a very bad mood at this time.

However, after the monk reminded him of this, the saints quickly remembered one thing:

"Dark River!"

"Yes." Probably remembering an important clue, the monk did not care about Four's tone, but explained:

"There's a dark river here!" It is precisely because of this mysterious river underground that the Forest of the Dark River gets its name.

Without waiting for Number Four to speak, he continued:

"Legend has it that in the Forest of the Dark River, there is a river that connects the Abyss Territory." This is the news that has been circulating in the world since the dark era of the evil dragon rule of the continent.

Hundreds of years ago, the first adventurer to enter the Dark River Forest and lucky enough to get out of the maze survived, after escaping the danger, announced to the world that he had discovered a river basin in the Dark River Forest.

Since then, many adventurers who have been chasing the legend and trying to find dragon eggs in the forest of the Dark River have also confirmed that they have discovered the Dark River in this underground world.

"Back then, the Holy See personnel who established the magic array by the Divine Court also said that they saw the dark river, which was recorded in the Holy See's chronicle."

Edward also spoke up, affirming his old friend's statement: "It's just that whether it can connect to the Abyss Territory is unknown." ”

The saints, elves and others also nodded one after another:

"In the chronicle of the Divine Court, there is indeed a record of the Dark River."

However, because the Dark River Forest is located underground, and the magic power of this place is limited, most of the records of the Dark River Forest in the Divine Court are based on legends and legends passed down among adventurers, as well as the words of the Holy See personnel back then.

The magic of this place is limited, it is not possible to make magic maps, there are no many witnesses, and it is extremely difficult to check, and there is no guarantee of authenticity.

In general, the existence of the Dark River is just a legend, and although it is documented, there is no real evidence.

It's just that when everyone is desperate, what the monk says inevitably gives hope to all those who are already feeling hopeless.

"If the legend is true, we can also reach the Abyss Territory as long as we follow the Dark River." The train driver, who had survived, spoke out with some excitement, and the monk nodded, confirming his guess.

Everyone was a little excited, but the monk who first proposed the existence of the 'Dark River' was a little hesitant at this time:

"But it's just a legend......"

He brought hope and morale to everyone.

Seeing that everyone was betting their hopes on this dark river, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, afraid that the final result would not be satisfactory.

"Don't worry." Song Qingxiao spoke up at this time.

Her eyes were bright, and her tone was soft but firm.

Even after experiencing the accident in Auger Village and the deviation in the direction of the magic teleportation array, she behaved calmly and did not show any panic or anger.

It was as if all the troubles were not worth mentioning in her eyes, and a messy situation fell into her hands, and it seemed that it could be easily solved.

She stood there at this moment, her attitude seemed unhurried, and for some reason, after she said this, the panic in the monk's heart, and the worry that the hope of the people would be raised and finally disappointed, were instantly soothed when she heard her simple words.

For a moment, the monk felt both moved and a little ashamed.

"I ......" he moved his lips as if to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head.

"At the moment, there are two options that work." Song Qingxiao stretched out his hand and compared the number '2':

"Find a way out of here first, follow the road to see if you can find the existence of the dark river, find which direction first, and follow whichever direction."

Her tone was soft, but with a strong sense of confidence, and since she entered the Misty Forest, her strength had been unconsciously impressive, and she dared not question her words.

As soon as Song Qingxiao's voice fell, the matter was a final decision.

If you can leave the Forest of the Dark River, get rid of the shackles of limited magical power, and the magic map can be used again, you can naturally confirm the location of everyone again.

And if you find the legendary dark river that connects the Abyss Territory before finding the way out of this place, you will naturally not be afraid of not finding the Abyss Territory.

As for the statement that the saints were worried about, 'the dark river connects the abyss territory', Song Qingxiao didn't care at all.

Based on her experience in participating in trial missions, there is a good chance that the legends in the trial scene have some basis.

Therefore, even if the statement that the Dark River connects to the Abyss Territory has not been confirmed, it should be true, and the top priority is to find the Dark River.

Although her and Four's divine consciousness was also affected by this place and was suppressed a little, in general, there was no problem in avoiding the crisis and finding a way out.

Everyone talked and rested for a while, and they all eased up a lot.

In addition, everyone was still very worried that the Blue Devil Lizard would catch up again, so they didn't dare to stay longer, and stood up again, ready to move forward again.

Song Qing took the lead, the saint's strength disappeared in the Dark River Forest, but was surrounded by believers in the middle, No. 4 walked last, responsible for guarding, and the group went into the entrance of the grotto not far ahead.

Once you enter the grotto, the dark atmosphere inside is even stronger than the outside.

The inside of the grotto seems to be entangled with a year-round dead air, mixed with the faint smell of mildew and decay, which makes people feel very calm and depressing.

The arrival of the crowd shattered the calm, the frozen air was activated, and everyone walked and breathed as if echoing through the connecting grottoes.

'Whew-'

'Knock, knock. ’

'Click, click. ’

The sound of breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps blended together as if coming from all directions.

In the environment where you can't see your fingers, people who walk in the dark always feel as if there are 'people' walking towards them or walking side by side.

The more you can't see clearly, the more likely your imagination is to bring fear to people.

It's just that everyone is not interested in talking, and the endless darkness and the grotto that seems to never see the end are all consuming people's willpower.

With the passage of time, many believers who have suffered from mental torture have begun to hallucinate.

The front seemed to have no end in sight, and Song Qingxiao, who was leading the way, didn't make a sound, as if he had abandoned everyone.

For such a long time, everyone has moved forward mechanically, and I don't know how long it has taken or how far it has come.

The sound of footsteps and wheezing followed like shadows, like ghosts that lingered in the shadows, closely following everyone's side, forming a huge torment, attacking everyone's tense minds.

"Can't we get out?"

I don't know how long I walked, but finally someone couldn't hold back the panic in his heart and broke the silence.

There was no light in the grotto, no blessings from the saints, and heavy psychological pressure, which made the six saints and their believers extremely tired.

Everyone's wheezing was like a broken bellows, making a 'whoosh, whoosh' sound.

At this time, rumors about the Dark River Forest surfaced in everyone's minds one by one.

"Legend has it that those who enter the Forest of the Dark River will never be able to get out."

"We're going to die here—"

"It's called the underground graveyard of the Misty Forest—"

Even the attacks of the Black Flame Serpent, the Skeleton Dragon, and the Augur Village incident did not destroy the will of the believers.

But at this time, walking in the dark, and not even encountering the attack of dark creatures and demonic beasts, just imagination and rumors can easily collapse the psychological defense of these believers.

At this time, the monk was already exhausted and panting, and it was only through willpower and the occasional support of the swordsman that he could get to where he is now.

After hearing the frightened words of the believers, he already sensed that something was wrong.

Perhaps it was because the magic was suppressed, and the saint could not perform blessings to relieve everyone's physical and psychological exhaustion.

The darkness seemed to have no end, and it was impossible to see the light, so the believers' originally firm beliefs began to crack.

This is really not pleasant good news for the Six Saints of the 'Light' faction.

Their strength has been declining again and again, and now only the power of the believers' faith can increase some of their strength.

If the believer's faith changes, the blow to them will undoubtedly be huge.

"Song-" In the midst of panic, the monk subconsciously called Song Qingxiao's name.

The old man was also affected by the dark environment, and the bottom of the grotto, which seemed to have no end, gave the old monk a pessimistic feeling that he might never be able to get out again.

He even had a vague feeling that there might not be any dark rivers underneath this place, which was full of stone forests, and occasionally everyone could smell an old smell of decay.

It is as if the smell of the corpse that has been accumulated for a long time after decomposing is lingering because of the dull environment, forming a kind of death atmosphere.

The long and endless road, as well as terrible rumors, and the all-pervasive aura of dark necromancy, turned into despair and hung firmly over everyone's heart.

Realizing the problem, the monk shouted again, "Song." ”

His voice was hoarse, like a dry throat caused by a massive lack of water.

The monk shouted Song Qing twice in quick succession, and his voice was so loud that it suppressed the restless conversation of the believers.

"Song-Song-Song-"

His echoes were heard around the grotto, which looked eerie and eerie.

"Hmm." Half an hour later, Song Qingxiao's voice came from the front.

Her tone did not change compared to the restless crowd, as if she had not been affected by the oppressive environment.

The darkness could not bother her, as if she had walked alone in the darkness, and had already been subjected to more cruel trials, and her heart was unusually determined.

Her calm attitude at this moment was a great reassurance to the monks and others.

The moment he heard her response, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, and then reached out to stroke his collar.

There was a small badge pinned to his collar, and his hand was cold, and after the monk held it tightly, he was stabbed by the corner of the badge and his fingertips ached, and he realized that he had been too strong.

The badge came from the divine court, and was cast by the two great sages of that year, and was issued to him by the sages of the 'day' themselves.

Over the years, in addition to the special power on the coat of arms, it has long become a symbol of the monk's faith.

Whether it is a time of danger, joy or anxiety, he will hold on to this badge and take it as his own belief to accompany him through it.

But under this dark river forest, the moment he discovered the problem, he didn't grab the badge as before, but instinctively called Song Qingxiao's name first.

It wasn't until she responded to herself that the monk reached out and grabbed his badge as usual.

His previously firm beliefs seem to have become his second choice at this time.

This is a bit more serious than the darkness.

His faith was no longer as firm as before, and under the torment of the dark forces, his psychology began to shift, which was an extremely dangerous signal.

But the most terrible thing is that the monk did not realize this at this time.

After receiving Song Qingxiao's response, a smile appeared on the monk's face and he asked:

"How long has it been since we entered the grotto?"

He was anxious to get some answers, not only to appease the anxiety that was gradually growing in his heart, but also to use Song Qingxiao's mouth to appease the frightened and desperate believers.

She is strong and very calm, whether it is the performance of Og Village, the magic teleportation array, or the way she broke out in the Blue Devil Lizard group and led everyone to escape, it made the group feel very dependent on her.

The dark underground grotto was dangerous and oppressive, but for no reason, the monk felt that she was not affected.

It seems that she can solve any kind of problem, obviously she is not very old, and she does not know much about the situation on the mainland, but the monk has an inexplicable trust in her.

"It's been more than two hours."

Sure enough, he lived up to the monk's expectations, and after he asked this, Song Qingxiao gave him an answer.

"Is it only two hours?" The elf's voice rang out, "I thought I had been gone for a long time. ”

There was no light, no other sound in the Forest of the Dark River, and the passage of time seemed unusually slow for everyone as they walked through the grottoes in the darkness.

Everyone has a feeling that life is like a year, and they always feel that they have been walking for days and nights, but they didn't expect that just over two hours have passed.

"In fact, we've only walked seven or eight miles since we entered the grotto." Song Qing simply stopped.

She had already felt the morale of the team was low, and the mental pressure of everyone had increased the physical exhaustion.

There were too many things that happened this night, and when they were besieged and fled for their lives by the Blue Devil Lizards, everyone had already consumed a lot of strength, and after entering the grotto, they felt extremely tired and walked in the dark, and the speed was surprisingly slow.