After confirming his identity, Griffith was relieved:

"I've been sent to investigate the truth about this strange realm-type seal on my own, and several groups of extraordinary people have never returned. Once I entered, I lost contact with the friendly forces. ”

"What allies," Galadia said reproachfully, "Domain-type seals need to be led by transcendents, and if you come in alone, you're a consumable to die." ”

"Well, I originally wanted to escape halfway, but there are big people above who have already made arrangements, and they didn't give me any room to escape. ”

"Hey," the elf sighed, reluctantly accusing him, "Then you shouldn't come in and send him to death, the Exploration Domain-type seal is dead to a person of your strength! Why are you so stupid? Even if you disobey the order on the spot and fight with them, you have to escape, and Sonia and I will find a way to help you." ”

"Deserters would be hunted like dogs and crucified on the side of the road. Griffith shook his head.

"That's better than sending you to death! If you die here without knowing it, there will be nothing, and there is still a glimmer of life if you desperately resist. ”

It's so simple. Griffiths couldn't imagine himself being chased by the authorities, so he changed the subject:

"What are you doing here?"

"Promoted to the trial, I suddenly understood something when I saw you," said Galadia, "I was sitting well in Holmonwarts, and suddenly an unknown force swept me in. My brother was right next to me, and he didn't even have time to help me. ”

“......”

"Where is this?" asked Galadia, checking the bowstring, looking at the village beneath her feet and the mountains at sunset.

Griffith had already done some research on this issue before he set off:

"The geographical location is on the Tuyan Reservoir near the port of Varna in the west.

"Tuyang Valley is the territory of Lord Salorian, the most powerful Sequence 4 Supreme Mage in the world. Erudite, he has been running the place for many years, building a magnificent reservoir in the valley to power his magical workshop. Salorian himself was not nearby.

"The reservoir flooded the villages in the mountain basin. The villagers were relocated to settle in the territory of Lord Salorian beforehand, and lived a better life in the town. The quiet life and ancient history of the past have been submerged under water, becoming a speck of dust in history.

"The submerged village or a mythical creature that once inhabited it may have retained an indissipable consciousness after its destruction, and the scattered energy formed this closed world. ”

Galadia nodded and said, "I can feel the silence and despair of death. It's really dangerous here, and if we don't crack its secret in time, the power released by the seal will consume us. ”

Griffith nodded. It would be strange to enter the strange seal if it was not life-threatening.

However, what made him strange was that the elves had neither weapons nor armor on their bodies, and they could not find even the most ordinary enchanted ornaments in their beautiful hunting outfits. She was alone, bare-handed, in this dangerous place.

"Where's your weapons and equipment?"

"I lost it when I got involved, and the rules or the ritual itself didn't allow me to bring it in. ”

Griffith opened his mouth, trying to ask the question on his mind.

"Shhhhhhhhhh ”

What started?

A sharp and long trumpet sounded through the sky.

"Stand still," Galadia grabbed Griffith's wrist and turned to lean against his back.

The sound of trumpets tore through the silence of dusk. Feelings of unease, loneliness, and fear all came over Griffith's mind at the same time. The ashes in the sky reflect a palpitating glow.

There was a choking smell in the air, suffocating like a fire scene.

Darkness swallows up light.

As far as the eye could see, trees, roads, rocks, and distant villages were scorched by the flames, their skins and colors quickly peeled away and faded, leaving behind decaying, decaying wreckage that seemed to have been washed away by centuries in a matter of seconds.

A pinprick sense of crisis swept in. Griffith, who was watching the village, suddenly felt the threat of death and a powerful aura appear in the opposite direction.

"Be careful!" Griffith immediately stabbed his spear in a dangerous direction. The sharp head of the spear seemed to be stuck in the dirt and rotten wood, and it was tightly wrapped and could not be entered.

Galadia shot an arrow in a dangerous direction at the same time. The arrows pierced into the massive silhouette and disappeared like a swamp of darkness.

A four-meter-tall, topless giant appeared beside the two. He was wrapped in a shiny linen cloth that covered his entire body, and his strong, bare arms were as strong as bronze casting, and his physique was extremely majestic. The huge skull wore a cloth pocket that showed its eyes, and in its hand it held a long, black-handled scythe.

"Ice Wall!"

Griffith, when he saw the monster and the murder weapon in his hand, realized that this was not an enemy that the two of them could fight at close range. The incoming attack is beyond the limits of even the ice shield and double armor. He condensed a solid wall of ice between the scythe and the two of them, and at the same time, he bent down and picked up Galadia, who was still shooting, and jumped towards the hillside.

"Boom!"

The solid wall of ice crumbled in an instant under the sweep of the scythe, and the furious wind pressure struck the shield behind Griffith's back, sending the two of them flying together.

Griffith felt all his bones tremble under the blow. He adjusted his stance in the air, and fell into the bushes of the slope with Galadia in his arms, sliding down the slope.

He protected the elf in his arms, and using the shield behind his back as a point of contact, he squeezed over the dense trees, thorns, and gravel like a four-legged turtle until it came to the bottom of the mountain.

Galadia jumped to her feet nimbly and looked up at the mountain path above. The terrible monster stood there, two blood-red eyes flashing in its broken pocket, staring directly at the two people at the foot of the mountain.

"Griffith, can you move, do you have any recovery potions?" asked the elf girl, pushing aside the thorns and bushes tangled around her companion's body.

"I, it's okay, no potions," Griffith lay flat on the ground, his whole body still uncomfortable as if it had fallen apart, even though he had mitigated the impact with the Vanguard Shield, "let me slow down." ”

"There's no time, we're going to get out of here. Galadia picked up the midshipman and looked up again. The humanoid monster strode down the slope and struck down like a mudslide.

"The thing came after us, and we hid in the village to meet him. ”

At the foot of the hill, the village is surrounded by a low fence, and mounds and paths connect the scattered paddy fields and courtyards.

Griffith's injuries weren't really serious, just a bit of a concussion from the mountain as a pad of flesh and fell all the way up. He recovered quickly thanks to his powerful self-healing abilities, and was soon able to keep up with Galadia's light footsteps. The two walked through the houses on the outskirts of the village and hid in the denser alleys.

"You've got a lot of secrets," said Galadia, poking her head out to make sure the monster hadn't been able to catch up, and then to her companion who was leaning against the wall panting, "you've been sturdy down the hillside, and you've recovered a lot in a moment."

"And the wall of ice that blocked the monster's blow. There's no chanting spells, no wands, and no magic configurations under the influence of your blood. Don't tell me it's all the power you inherited from the potions Sonia gave you. ”

Griffith reached out and touched his shoulder, found a sharp piece of wood stuck in his arm through the gap in his armor, and pulled it out with a gritted tooth.

Galadia stared at the half-blooded broken wood and bit her lip, "Does it hurt? I'll help you look at the wound." ”

"It's all right," Griffith crushed and scattered the pieces of wood, "I was mortally wounded after being captured by Baron Anselm during that attack on the Whispering Forest......"

The elven girl's slender eyebrows twitched, and before she could stop her, Griffith continued to speak to herself.

"After losing both of them, I gnawed at his corpse with my last breath. ”

“......”

Griffith smiled, as if talking about the dinner he had just had, and pointed to his bone ring, "I was supposed to mutate, with the help of this ring, I absorbed some of the extraordinary characteristics of the bloodline, and possessed powerful self-healing abilities and some knowledge of blood spells. ”

Although Griffith briefly communicated his abilities with Galadia and Sonya, it was the first time that such details had been elaborated.

"I don't listen! I don't listen!" the elf girl covered her long ears and shook her head.

"The spirit of this ring calls itself Minos, and it gives me a power that is different from spells and holy light, and I can cast ice spells and blood spells through pre-made runes, and even resurrect and drive the dead for a short time," Griffith continued, "I can use runes to cast spells continuously, and it takes mental energy to make spells again." ”

Galadia gave him a punch.

"5 points will be deducted from you!

"Aren't you worried about killing me if you tell me this? Coming into contact with unknown occult knowledge without protection will be fatal! Maybe this ring is the tentacle of the evil god reaching out to the world!"

Griffith surveyed his surroundings and shrugged his shoulders without hesitation: "At least it's working, if it weren't for its help, I'd have died a long time ago."

"Galadia, this is the case, I will not hold back, all the information will be shared with you. After all, the current situation is that I have been sent to a high-danger seal, and the first batch of investigators may have died, and you, bare-handed, are here because the rules of the promotion ceremony are subject to many restrictions, right?"

"Yes~"

Griffith asked, "Your people, can't Sidious provide support and assistance now?"

The girl shook her head and pulled Griffith to hide at the intersection of the streets, secretly looking at the empty and rotten road ahead:

"No, I was randomly teleported from the promotion ceremony here, and my brother wants to determine my location and come here from Holmonwards, and it will take time to break this seal.

"Relax, it's over, worry and nervousness won't make things better.

"Isn't that you? I think I traveled all the way to fight the goblins because Iluvash's prophecy said that going there alone would lead to a discovery that would increase my chances of surviving the promotion ceremony. I thought I was looking for some kind of holy artifact or seal!"