In this place, time seems to freeze.

The drifting twilight, the lonely tombs, the simple stone stairs that go up step by step, are drowned in the mist at the end.

And the roaring waterfall seemed to have no roots, just out of the mist, and the deafening sound was like an eternal cry.

A stone monument stands simply in the corner.

The three big red characters of 'Hero's Tomb' came to the face with an infinite desolate atmosphere.

A staggered road crisscrosses this lonely place.

One leads to a lonely cliff.

One end is in the mist that spreads towards the small canyon, and there is no end in sight.

I held the pity in my arms, and stood in front of the stone tablet at this moment.

For me, this is the end of the trip to the inner city - the lonely cliff.

The legendary Thousand Soul Flowers grow here, but I didn't expect that the entire cliff was actually a cemetery, buried with a dusty historical secret and countless unsung heroes.

"Compassion, we've arrived." I whispered, and turned my head to look at the path behind me, drowning in mist, to the small canyon.

I wonder if I'll ever set foot on this place again and uncover the true secrets hidden in this little canyon?

The mercy lay on my shoulder, silently, and did not react to my words in the slightest.

I patted him on the back and felt his body burn and his heart beat like a drum.

Before penetrating the black fog, I was prepared for a thousand dangers and strange things, but I didn't expect that after penetrating the black fog, what I saw was such a quiet and strange scene.

A road that leads to two ends.

A sad and lonely graveyard.

And the moment the pity was in the black fog of Dai, the whole person screamed, and when I picked him up, he was already delirious, his whole body was hot like a hot carbon stone, and the strength of the heartbeat on the dense chest was like the earth shaking slightly, abnormal to the limit.

I don't understand anything else, I just know that such a violent heartbeat, I'm afraid that if it lasts for a while, the pity will die.

He was also really miserable.

He's muttering nonsense, 'I'm still back here?' or 'Is it meant to be?' Auntie'''Brother Ye'''I experienced it'.

I looked at the poor at a loss.

No matter what I called him, he kept repeating the nonsense, just as I hesitated to rush back and figure out what to do? Mercy suddenly sobered up for a moment.

grabbed the placket of my clothes violently, looked at me with a look that I couldn't understand, and said, "Brother Ye, go up!" Gotta go up there."

As he spoke, he tried to raise his hand, and his finger was directed at the lonely cliff full of tombs.

As he spoke, he fell into a complete coma, and the little hand that grabbed the hem of my shirt was weakly released.

At that moment, I actually felt a sense of confusion and sadness full of loneliness, and I felt like I had left me.

I picked him up and walked towards the lonely cliff.

Actually, even if he doesn't say it, isn't my destination here? The more I feel a qiē like fate.

I didn't stay in front of the stone monument of the 'Hero's Tomb' for long.

I talk to myself, and he can't have any response to me.

This enigmatic child, when he arrives here, seems to finally be about to lift the fog of his life experience. But I actually have a feeling that as long as he is the same as before, his life experience and nothing matter, and I even have the urge to carry him back to the inner market again.

I have a gut feeling that this place is the real one he can't come to, and he will be fine when he returns to the inner city.

The wind blew the twilight drifting in the 'Hero's Grave', wafting an indescribable smell, like the rotten smell of moss and withering, mixed with a faint blood.

I stepped forward, and when I stepped on the first stone step, the wind suddenly blew in my ears, and the drifting twilight was rolled up in a frenzy, and a voice like a shout resounded in my ears, and my eyes were full of flowers, and my whole head involuntarily felt a dizziness.

It was a forced invasion of will, and the moment I touched it, I knew I couldn't resist it.

This kind of vertigo is the expression of being invaded by the strong will, and I can only subconsciously hug the pity in my arms.

Then the whole person involuntarily knelt on one knee on the top of the stairs, and the incomparable pressure from those wills made my five senses lose their feelings at this time.

There was chaos in front of him, chaos in his ears, and he was in chaos, and only one voice was extremely clear: 'Will you inherit our will and continue to hold on?'

"What?" In the blur, my chest was a little painful due to the burning of my body, and I maintained my only trace of clarity, I subconsciously asked.

'Will you inherit our will and hold on?'

'Thou wilt carry on our will.'

'You will inherit our will.'

My inquiry, but in exchange for a thousand voices calling in my ear at the same time, I hugged the poor body, opened my mouth with difficulty, and shouted almost with all my strength: "What is your will?"

'Boom', the chaos in front of me suddenly burst open.

'Whew', and the chaos in my ears turned into a whistling wind.

In the midst of the sudden shift, my nose smelled a complication. [,！ The smell of the earth, the coldness of the metal, and the boiling sweat of the earth are combined into an incomparably complex taste.

When I looked up, I saw a great plain surrounded by mountains.

There is almost no grass growing on the plains, except for a few clusters of unknown red weeds, swaying in the wind.

The rest is all mottled bright red, pale red, and earthy yellow, as if blood has invaded the plain in front of you again and again, forming such a mixed color.

"Where is this?" I looked around in confusion.

But I felt an unusual aura forming quickly. I turned my head in shock and saw that the sun seemed to dim a little bit.

Where the wind rises, at the end of the plain, layers of surging mist float up, and all the scenery is distorted.

'Array! A majestic voice sounded from the other end, and the full of middle energy, like a heavy hammer, pierced the entire plain at once.

I was startled, and I turned my head to look at the other side.

My heart tightened completely.

I saw a column of well-dressed soldiers, and heard their uniform footsteps, and in front of them was a group of generals on tall horses, and behind them was a city.

A city built entirely of bluestone!

This city is so familiar, I just looked at it blankly, and the next moment I couldn't help muttering to myself: "Inner City!"

That's right, isn't this the inner market? It's just that in the inner market I saw, those bluestones have completely turned black, exuding a kind of death atmosphere. And the one in front of me, with a powerful 'stubbornness' in the simplicity, is located on this land, and there is vigorous vitality and endless blood.

'Roar', another voice interrupted my shock.

This time, the sound came from the distorted mist from before, and I turned my head with a sense of trepidation. What I saw was a strange creature slowly emerging from the mist.

It was strong, huge, like a tiger, but it wasn't like any tiger on this planet, because there was no tiger on this planet with such a huge body and such a suffocating momentum.

Nor does a tiger have a single horn.

What is it? I feel like my brain is running out.

However, the next moment, a solemn word 'kill' came from the front of the city!

Then there was a neat sound of drawing a knife, a 'whew', and a uniform sound of 'raising a gun'.

In the somewhat white and miserable sunlight, these weapons emit a cold glow, and the patterns on them are intricate, and the rudiments are like simplified versions of the weapons unique to demon hunters.

And at the head of the city began to ascend a great multitude, and their sleeves fluttered like flags in the wind

'Click', the pace of the sprint remembered, and a group of tall and strong beast-like soldiers rushed to the front, after the tiger roared.

With a 'boom', countless huge shields were heavily inserted into the ground, and another group of archers with intricately engraved longbows rode forward.

In the middle of heaven and earth, the sound of mantras sounded, and the whole plain changed color at that moment.

It was also at that moment that the twisted mist seemed to be torn apart, tearing out a huge gap, and various long howling sounds were heard.

'Boom', the sound of the earth being trampled was heard.

I turned my head again in horror and saw countless strange beasts rushing out of the gaps in the mist. In the midst of the smoke and dust, I saw a vague figure, both human and inhuman.

I want to see the world after the fog, but I can only see the mountains undulating, and nothing else.

'Boom', it was a thunderbolt that started the battle first.

It slashed at the sprinting horde of alien beasts, sending a deafening roar.

I was horrified to see that I was standing in the middle of the battlefield.

And the momentum of the two sides squeezed towards me infinitely, and the moment I was about to bump into me, I hugged the mercy and closed my eyes.

A qiē was strangely suddenly calm.

The shouts of embroidery and the roar of galloping all disappeared at once. All I heard was the faint sound of the wind.

I opened my eyes, and there was still that mysterious battlefield.

It's just a lonely grave in front of you.

'Since ancient times, our generation has defended the city for more than 2ooo thousand years. In order to continue our Yanhuang bloodline, to protect every inch of land behind us, so that our children and grandchildren can survive.'

'We have no name, and we have no regrets'

'Will you inherit our will and hold on?'