Outside the tribe of the Jungle Bears, a small woodland. The surrounding tall trees surround the middle of the flat ground. On this leveled land, there is a well-manicured lawn. And on this lawn, animal statues of different shapes are arranged on this land.

Among these statues, the largest proportion is a giant bear sculpture. These sculptures are not uniformly made, but have different forms.

For example, in the statue in front of Li Mo, a chubby bear is making a listening pose, and its eyes seem to be shining. The eyes are very smart, and the same chubby bear head is pointing up and down, as if agreeing with the opinion of the person talking to it in front of him.

To the left of Li Mo is the same sculpture of a giant bear. The image of a giant bear in this sculpture is very different. Its forelimbs lifted off the ground, and the man stood up. With a wide open mouth and sharp teeth flashing with cold light, it seemed that he was preparing to attack the person in front of him.

To the right of Li Mo is a statue of a sika deer. The graceful fawn was turning its head and looking behind him curiously. It seemed that there was something there that caught its eye.

And more sculptures of different shapes are all over the clearing in the forest in front of Li Mo. They have different movements, different expressions, and different heights, shortness, fatness, and thinness. But in the same way, in front of all the sculptures, there is the same little tree trunk. On the trunk of the tree, names are carved in the lingua franca of the continent.

Althea Giant Bear, that's the name of the sika deer sculpture. Reno: Giant Bear, that's the name of the roaring bear to Limer's left. More names, more names, more names carved with the surname of the giant bear, dense names rushed into Li Mo's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Li Mo looked at the sculpture listening to the giant bear in front of him. In front of it, there is also a small trunk of the same tree. It's labeled with its name, Thunderbolt Bear.

Yes, Li Mo is now in the graveyard of the Jungle Bear. These sculptures are the most commonly used images of the once living druids. After their death, carved out by their loved ones, their best friends.

Each sculpture is carved by their relatives according to the animal image that they most commonly used during their lifetime. From demeanor to action, they are exactly the same as when they were alive.

It is not difficult to understand why, although each statue has a different form of movement, it has the same characteristic: lifelike.

Because, these sculptures are poured into the thoughts and memories of the maker. They also represent the soul of a once living druid. Each sculpture here represents a memory, a past, and a past of the giant bear tribe.

They once dominated the world, they once saved the world, and they turned the tide. Or, they were once just ordinary druids, living an ordinary life as a druid.

But whether they were once brilliant or ordinary, famous or unfamous, happy or unhappy. It doesn't matter if they die on the battlefield invaded by foreign enemies, die in a fierce battle, or smile on the warm bed. Today, they are just the most common of the Jungle Bears, the family of every druid with the surname Giant Bear.

In the eyes of all the Jungle Bear residents, today they have just completed their own journey, enjoying their own sleep in the warmth of their homes.

No matter whether their career is completed or not, no matter what unfulfilled wishes they have in their hearts. Today, in this clearing, they can all sleep peacefully. Because, every living jungle bear knows that the journey of their predecessors is over, and the rest of the road will be continued by them.

We will complete your unfinished business for you. Your unfulfilled wishes, we will also fulfill them for you. This is the Jungle Bear, a tribe that alternates but remains the same.

The members of this tribe, called druids, are called giant bears!

What Li Mo said before is this thing. Joey went home with Flashthunder, and Li Mo felt that he had to come here to see Thunderbolt who had already gone home.

"Hi, Thunderbolt. The last time we met, we were in a hurry, and I didn't even have time to introduce myself. Standing in the cemetery, Li Mo looked at the giant bear statue in front of him who was listening, and suddenly felt that he should say something.

"My name is John, John Oldman. I know, you've never heard of me. However, I always felt that just one side of the story, we were like friends we had known for a long time. Li Mo's words floated in this quiet woodland, and behind him, Victoria and the others did not make a sound, quietly listening to Li Mo continue.

"Well, what do you say? I'm sorry about your death. Really, I'm really sorry. Li Mo shook his head, and his voice was very low: "Before, I always thought that in this world, I was a very powerful existence. Speaking of which, I'm afraid everyone doesn't believe it. I always felt that the world was fake, and everyone was just a piece of code, just like a game I once played. ”

"But when you were cut in two by the serpent in front of me. Suddenly, I realized the reality of the world. Li Mo's voice was very low, as if he was whispering: "You died in front of me, but I can't do anything." At that time, I wanted to do something, but I didn't know, I didn't know what it was going to do. ”

When Li Mo saw the statue of Sheman Druid, the emotions in his heart were like a flood, and he could no longer suppress them. Flash Druid was not familiar with him, but when he died in front of him, a sense of fear suddenly surged in Li Mo's heart.

This was not the first life to die in front of Li Mo, before the Cree Mercenary Regiment and the entire priests and knights of the Santa Ansta Temple of Light were wiped out under Li Mo's forbidden curse. At that time, Li Mo didn't feel anything unusual. Because, in Li Mo's consciousness, this is the same as releasing a big move in the game to kill a boss, or killing a group of mobs, there is nothing to fear.

However, lightning is different. The death of Thunderbolt made Li Mo realize one thing. This time, the newly-met Sheman Druid died under enemy attack. Then next time, it could be someone you are familiar with, it could be Carl, it could be Kerry and Vivian. It could also be Will or Victoria.

At that time, if the same danger had happened, would I have been able to prevent it from happening? Or could I just look at it with the same kind of futile sorrow as this time?