It gets darker in the valley earlier than outside, and as the sun goes down, the temperature slowly drops.

It was only then that Gary was surprised to discover that the Streamer Man was luminous, even the Light Vine Flower and the Egg Fruit.

The soft glow was not dazzling at all, barely visible in the daytime, but became more and more noticeable as night fell.

After picking up some dead branches and leaves in the valley, the two sat together and cooked something to eat, Gary looked at the streamer not far away, and quietly asked Titis, "Do you think they will be very hot?" Temperis shook his head: "No, it's warm, about the same as our body temperature." I've heard the Waldrion people say that in their homeland, everything glows. Unlike us, there is one sun and two moons to illuminate day and night. I heard that their homeland itself is a sun, but that sun is not as hot as ours. ”

"What does it feel like to live on the sun?" ...... "Gary couldn't imagine it.

"I don't know, but I've heard that there is no war in the land of the streamers. Titis said enviously.

"No war? Sounds good...... But legend has it that they came here to seize the land, and they have brought many disasters to the Eastern Continent. Is that true, you say?" said Gary, confused.

"I've heard rumors like that, but ...... I don't think that's true. You see, their children could not be born here, they could not even find anything to eat, so what were they going to do to take such a world that would be of little benefit to them?"

At this time, Sultius didn't know that in fact, it was not that there were no children of the Streamer Clan born here, but it was indeed very difficult for them to reproduce in the Lepeilian world, and there were only a handful of children who could be born.

For millennia, only the Sirvins and Rysersi barely had a few children, while the other morphological groups were barely able to reproduce in the Lepelian world, especially in the oviparous form.

Because, after being separated from the mother's body, the child in the egg fruit must also go through the care of the tree of life, from which it absorbs enough nutrients, in order to develop normally and gain the strength to break out of the egg.

You know, the shell of the egg is so strong that no metal weapon can leave the slightest trace on its surface.

However, if the eggs that were once placed on the Tree of Life leave the Tree of Life due to some accident, causing the children inside to fail to develop smoothly, the time of the eggs being broken is unpredictable.

Especially after leaving the Tree of Life, the egg fruit that unfortunately fell into another world may extend the time for its egg to break out by hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, and the Rysersi Chimo is a living example.

In fact, Chi Mo's egg fruit had been cared for by the Tree of Life for a while, but before he could grow enough strength to break through the egg, the Streamer Star suddenly disappeared, and his egg fruit fell into the world of Lei Peilian.

Therefore, before he was really born, Chi Mo had actually been in the egg fruit for more than a thousand years. However, the egg in the hands of the priest of Chemian was different.

It was separated from its mother body just after the Streamer Star disappeared and fell into the world of Lepeilian with the Streamer.

As a result, the child did not have the opportunity to receive nourishment and strength from the tree of life, and was unable to break out of his eggs for more than a thousand years.

"Why did they come if this was not a place for them to live?" said Gari.

To this day, he still had the illusion of being in a dream, because the glowing streamers seemed so unreal.

"This ...... I don't know. Sultius stuffed his food into his mouth, he hadn't heard the Vadrians mention the reason for leaving his homeland, but he couldn't eat at the thought of the child who could only stay among the eggs.

The two of them chatted like this, and they both seemed to be a little absent-minded. The people gathered not far away, standing or sitting, talking in a whispered voice, speaking in a language they did not understand at all.

Thytis and Gary couldn't tell how many of them there were, sometimes it seemed like a lot of them, but sometimes they seemed to be fewer.

They seem to be able to blend themselves into their surroundings at any time, as if they have become transparent, making them unoblivious.

Although the Lotus people do not take the initiative to talk to the Lepeilians, they do not reject them, and the two races share the peace of the valley in peace.

After a full meal, Tartius and Gary lay down on the grass to rest, each with their own thoughts, tossing and turning, and could not sleep.

In the haze, a pleasant murmur accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and plants slowly drifted with the night breeze, which was refreshing.

Gary couldn't help but open his eyes and sit up, reached out and pushed Titis who was lying on his side, and whispered, "Do you hear me? Why do you sing to an egg in the middle of the night, and even if there is a child in it, what is the point of that child not being able to grow up at all, and not being born?" Although exhausted by the Purr during the day, and frightened by the unexpected appearance of the Lotus Man, Sultius could not sleep either, and simply sat up.

The tune was familiar, and he would probably never forget it for the rest of his life, because it was the tune that had led him out of the abyss of nightmares.

Despite being a completely incomprehensible language, the ballad seemed to be able to pass through all the darkness and bring light and warmth.

So, he said to Gary: "I think they probably want the child inside to know that he is not alone in that closed egg, so that he should not be afraid, let him know that he is not abandoned, and that they will always accompany him, accompany him through countless darkness until the light comes...... Otherwise, why would the streamer sing in such a dark night?

Thinking of this, Sultius suddenly reminded again: "That's an egg, not an egg, they're not the same." ”

"Uh," Gary couldn't help laughing,

"It's an egg, I know, it's just that the old habit is hard to change, I'll pay attention to it next time. Immediately, seeing that Thytius suddenly stood up, Gary hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"I can't sleep and want to go over and have a look. With that, Brutes walked toward the soft light in front of him.

"Is that okay?wait, wait......" Gary didn't know much about the streamers, and still had many doubts in his heart, and wanted to keep his distance as much as possible, but he was a little worried about Thyss, so he quickly got up and followed.

Probably because he had spent some time with the Vadrians, the gentle Sultius did not have any sense of rejection towards the Streamers, and naturally walked among them, and sat down next to the egg, but Gary seemed a little reserved.

At this time, the light vine flower had already been coiled into the shape of a bird's nest, and Otis looked at the egg fruit in the middle of it, and asked the priest who was sitting opposite, "Can the children inside hear the singing?" The eyes of the Lotus were even more brilliant at night than during the day, like a colorful illusion.

The priest's voice was warm and soft, with a faint smile: "Yes, he can not only hear, but sing along." ”

"Huh, really?!" Otis couldn't help but lean down and put his ear close to the egg.

"It's inaudible. The priest said,

"There are some sounds that you can't hear with your ears. ”

"Voices you can't hear?" said Otis, wondering.

"Hmm," Priest Quemilian nodded slightly, explaining,

"All the deepest and most real, magical and beautiful sounds in the universe need to be felt with your soul. The same is true of things that you can't see when you open your eyes. ”

"Feel the ...... with your soul" Fontis thought about it carefully and suddenly realized,

"Ah, I see!" Gary next to him still looked confused, but Titis did understand, because he had truly experienced the miracle of a lifetime.

In the abyss of that nightmare, struggling in the dark, Tis had heard and seen the ballad.

The ballad was like a living streamer of light that swam through the dark abyss, guiding him out of his nightmare and into the light...... So, Lutis slowly closed his eyes, as if in a dream, completely forgetting the heavy body, and letting his soul fly lightly.

Under the guidance of the priest of Grimian, the latent power in his soul was unleashed, and it dawned on him that nothing could limit his freedom, and he could fly to wherever he longed—mysterious realms that even he could not reach on foot for a lifetime.

Thathys thought it had been a long time, but it seemed to Gary that it was only an instant, and Thyus had already opened his eyes.

In that brief moment, Titis's expression exuded freedom, joy, and peace...... All the good words he could imagine were inadequate.

Gary was envious, and though he didn't understand how he did it, he couldn't deny that he had touched something that he might never have been able to reach.

Otherwise, how could Titis have such a beautiful look on his face?

"I heard him singing, I saw him, he had a pair of white wings, and he wrapped himself round, and it was so lovely......" Sultius looked up at the priest of Chemistus, and could not help but be moved to tears.

"Yes, he's a Rysersi in the form of Veloch. Priestess Quemilian laughed.

"Isn't the form of the Rysersi in the form of Veloch, the form of the Rysersi fixed?"

"Well, the Rysersi are the only ones in the Streamer Clan whose form is not fixed. Priest Chemian explained simply.

Gary could not comprehend what Thanis had been through, and it was difficult to understand what the priest of Grimaline had said.

But he found that no matter what questions Otis asked, the Lotus would answer them patiently, without ambiguity or evasion.

They are obviously friendly and do not seem to be shy about Lepelian knowing everything about them. But Gary was still full of doubts in his heart, wondering why these Misty Lotus people were willing to spend more than a thousand years guarding a child who knew he would not grow up and be born day and night, and singing for him.

They may have been singing it like this for more than a thousand years—a ballad that is said to come from the land of the Streamers.

"Are we willing to cherish other people's children and sing for other people's children like this? Probably not...... Because of that kind of precious love, we have never experienced it once in our lives, how can we understand it? It turns out that the legendary aliens are not terrible at all, they do not eat people. And it's we Lepelians who really eat people! Why is that?" asked Gary himself.

That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep again......