The clouds were so worried in the darkness that they forgot that it was they who were covering the sun. - Rabindranath Tagore.

Under the Tangla Sacred Mountain, the golden plateau on the cliff was originally the most brilliant pearl in the world. There is a tribe that has lived here for generations, and in the thin air, the noblest and most pious souls are guarded.

One day, the end of faith will come. A rain of fire fell on the plateau, and an evil force spread in the golden grass of the plateau. It soaks the land, contaminates the seeds, and eventually germinates and bears fruit in the scorched earth.

On a starlit night, an ugly child was born in the tribe, crying like a devil's call, sending the whole tribe into a great panic.

Ultimately, between giving up and saving, the clan made a choice. With the mother's desperate screams, the child was thrown down the mountain stream.

Then came the first, the second, the third......

In the midst of this constant abandonment, the tribe became cowardly and powerless, and faith was withdrawn from the temple like a weakened soul.

Countless years later, at night, something climbed the cliff with endless hatred. Hatred spread like wildfire to the entire plateau.

However, the tribes of the past have vanished, and those cowardly souls have not waited for salvation, but have dissipated with the dry bones with the cold wind blowing from the sacred mountain of Tangla.

Those who have returned, standing among the ruins and walls, wailing all night. Losing the goal of revenge, infinite hatred turns into the power of qualitative transformation of the soul.

A new, stronger, more resilient race is born. They have lost all attachment from memory, and are left with the belief in interdependence and the instinct to survive, calling themselves the Plateau Watchmen.

Under the giant tree, the tin chariot was stuffed with red fruits.

However, when everyone was about to reluctantly leave, they found that they had been completely surrounded.

"What is this?" The fat man stopped swallowing, stared at the large number of half-giants outside the window with a nervous expression.

Although these things have the size of a human, they are extremely tall, even close to three meters, and their large bodies are painted with strange red patterns. The most frightening thing was the pair of blood-red eyes.

At this time, those half-giants gradually surrounded them, but they had no intention of attacking, but were more curious about the iron bump in front of them.

"Do you want to attack?" Alpha is on the lookout.

Quinta and Iwayama clenched their weapons at the same time.

"Don't attack yet." Bluebell and Wren said in unison.

The half-giants gathered around the chariot and slapped the roof with their huge palms. Eventually, they lifted the chariot together and headed for the unknown. But Alpha found out that this was exactly the direction they were going to go.

"Oh no, it's going to be used as a snack." The fat man hugged Peter so tightly that the little monkey was a little out of breath.

It didn't take long for the tin chariot to be carried to a camp near the foot of the mountain.

The camp was large for humans, but it was a bit crowded for the hundreds. The camp is also very rudimentary, full of haphazard stone huts and all kinds of miscellaneous items. In the center of the camp there was something that didn't fit in with its surroundings, and although the surface was stained, it was vaguely recognizable as a metal platform.

"It looks like the wreckage of a ship crashing, and from the map, the Light Chasers have been here, too." Alpha stared at the screen in the cockpit of the combat vehicle, his tone surprisingly nervous.

The half-giants left the tin chariot in the corner of the camp and went about other things.

At this time, the metal block in the bluebell's pocket was gradually heating up, accompanied by a slight tremor. If this piece of metal contains some kind of mysterious will, it is likely to feel something.

In the second half of the night, the entire camp of the half-giants gradually fell into silence, except for the earth-shattering snoring from the stone house, of course.

"Do you want to run away?" Alpha asked.

"I'd like to see that piece of spaceship wreckage." Bluebell said suddenly.

As things stand, no one would ignore Bluebell's opinion. After all, in the town it was he who saved everyone. On top of that, Alpha only seems to be at the mercy of Bluebells.

"You are ready to flee at any time, and leave me alone if the situation is urgent."

"Do you have to go?" Rena said with some concern.

"Probably important to me." Bluebell affirmed.

"I'll go with you." Wren Road.

"No, one more person is more dangerous."

Bluebell quietly opened the door and walked towards the metal platform, the metal in his pocket trembling more and more as he got closer. It seems that there is something out there that it desperately craves.

At the same time, Bluebell is well aware that this piece of metal is likely to be the source of the planet's catastrophe. But an inexplicable impulse in his heart led him to find the secret hidden behind that disaster.

For example, why did the spaceship get out of control? And why did you fly to this planet? What does the seventh son mean for the punishment of the orderly? The main thing is that there are footprints of light chasers here.

In the space underneath Black Rock Town, a strange flame was once found, what will be found here?

Quietly approaching the metal table, Bluebell wiped the stains from it with the palm of his hand, and found that it was covered with intricate lines. But just as he touched the center of the pattern collection with his fingers, a stream of blue energy emanated from the metal block in his pocket and slowly poured into the pattern.

The entire platform seemed to be activated, and those blue energies were rapidly swimming in the lines like blood, and at the same time, the platform was rising from the ground, and a cylindrical structure more than two meters high appeared.

As the pale blue lines swirled, only one person could be opened through the door in a flash. Bluebell got into it anyway for a moment.

As the door closed, Bluebell suddenly felt his body sink suddenly, as if he were descending rapidly. After a few breaths, he stopped again.

When the door was opened again, Bluebell walked into a small, airtight space that was empty.

"You're here." Suddenly, a voice came from all directions.

Blue Bell subconsciously pulled out his long knife and made a defensive stance.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, a pale blue light and shadow appeared in the center of the space, and its true face could not be seen clearly.

"You'll know sooner or later that I'm here to surprise you."

I saw that the light and shadow poked out of his hand, and the metal block in the bluebell's pocket flew out of thin air, gradually melting in the palm of the light and shadow, and then turned into thousands of blue points of light, which reunited into the bell on the wrist of the bluebell.

"What did you do?" Bluebell looked at the blue energy in the bell suspiciously, and his heart was full of doubts.

"It's very complicated to explain, and I don't have time."

"Are you a Light Chaser?" Bluebell asked.

However, the light and shadow suddenly dissipated at this moment, as if it had never been there.

"Go ahead and one day you'll understand everything."