Lin once came to the God's Back Garden with Yu Yao, and that time in order to escape for his life, several monsters from the Holy See forced him to flee for his life. In fact www.biquge.info, if it weren't for Yu Yao and the injuries on his body, he wouldn't have chosen to flee so decisively.

He seems to have had injuries on his body all the time, both internal and external.

It's just that most of the scars heal easily, and the rest are enough for ordinary people to see the wounds of the River Styx.

It was seventeen years ago, and it was still a snowy winter, as if it had already been written in the script, the snow was falling, and the monsters that smelled the smell of their prey were chasing the footprints of their prey in the wind and snow.

They weren't in a hurry, just from a distance that was deterrent enough but seemed safe, and the hunters didn't push their prey too hard because they knew that if Lin was desperate, they could pull them into hell and let Yu Yao live.

The temperature is very low, and the dripping water turns into ice. The girl's health was already not good, and she was dying of cold without eating anything for several days.

But the hunters are not in a hurry, all they want is the girl's life, as long as the girl dies then their task has been completed. In fact, if they could, they would never want to provoke someone more monstrous than they were.

Lin walked through the curtain of wind and snow naked, her muscular body crisscrossed with countless scars, and her dark golden eyes were covered in anger.

The heat came out of his body, and he resisted the instinctive sleepiness through vigorous exercise. He sped through the knee-deep snow, stepping through deep pits on the ground.

The heavy layer of snow did not stop his steps, the wind and snow covered his footprints again, and there were no signs of direction in the heavy snow, nor did there stand in the way. He couldn't see if there was a hidden pit under his feet or a hidden cliff ahead, but Lynn could only run, and if he didn't, he might be dominated by sleepiness. If he falls asleep in such weather, the girl in his arms will surely die.

The snowflakes smashed into his eyes and turned into water vapor in an instant, and he was angry but like a punch in the cotton, very unhappy.

The girl in her arms had already fallen asleep, and Lynn had forcibly cut off the girl's perception and put her to sleep.

But even in the best dreams, the cold will still invade. Lin clearly heard the girl in her arms cry out in her arms: Brother...... I'm cold...... Hungry......

This made Lynn's anger swell more and more, but there was no way, he could only suppress these anger in his heart. The hunters still formed a large net and landed their prey firmly in the center, and no matter how fast Lynn ran, they seemed to be able to keep up.

The hunters are not in a hurry at all and do not approach their prey. Because their prey is only a rabbit, and this rabbit is guarded by a dragon. Their prey is not the dragon, because they have no way to hunt the dragon.

So how to kill a well-protected rabbit in the hands of a dragon, it is very simple to keep the dragon, and when the dragon is hungry and thirsty, the rabbit will naturally die.

So the hunters were in no hurry, as long as they could determine Lynn's location, the rabbit was just a seven-year-old, frail little girl.

The night was windy and snowy, it was cold, and all the food was hidden under the snow layer, and I was very hungry. When the dragon stops, the rabbit dies, and when the hunters outnumber the prey, the prey is sad. Even if she hides in the arms of a dragon, it is only a rabbit, and a seven-year-old girl with a high fever is not even as good as a rabbit.

Dragons are always tired and hungry. When Lin stopped, the girl in his arms would inevitably die, and he didn't dare to stop or speed up and rush out of the encirclement, because there were too many hunters, so many that as long as he missed the girl in his arms a little, she would be shot through by a cold arrow and easily killed.

But the girl in her arms became weaker and weaker, barely breathing, and she was almost dying. Lynn couldn't stop Cryo from taking her life, and he couldn't see any hope. The message for help was sent for a long time, but no one came to the rescue, either the message was intercepted or the rescuer was intercepted. But Lynn was convinced that no one would come back at all, because he didn't believe he would have friends.

But at worst, it is also hope.

When it was time to make a desperate bet, Lynn suddenly picked up speed, and so did the hunters, but the hunters couldn't match their prey. Lynn was fast, the distance of a kilometer was fleeting, and soon he saw a heavily armed hunter. The hunter was laughing madly, and then it was easily torn apart, and the man in the shadows finally made a move, quietly when the hunter was most vigilant.

Lynn glanced at him, crossed his shoulders expressionlessly, and then quickly disappeared into the vast expanse of snow.

When the prey disappeared into a distant land, the hunters gathered, and they knelt on the ground and surrounded the uninvited guests. They looked respectful, as if they were meeting a supreme God.

Lynn ran desperately in one direction, he didn't know why he was running, and he didn't even know what the use of running was there. But he had to run in that direction, and his intuition told him that if he wanted to save the girl in his arms, then he had to get to a place as soon as possible, and only there would be a place where it would be possible to save the girl in his arms.

The white rabbit was already frozen, and the hunter didn't keep up after his heart stopped. Although they were also curious about what the dragon would do next, they did not dare to chase after it in order to avoid being wiped out by the enraged Rin. Likewise can't catch up.

The uninvited guest stood there, looking into the distance as if he wanted to see Lynn's back disappear into the wind and snow. He laughed suddenly, and then the wind and snow stopped abruptly, and a round of hot sun suddenly broke through the heavy clouds, and the golden eyes fell on the ground, and the snow withered in an instant.

The hunter encloses his prey in a trap, and the web of fate becomes more and more entangled, and the last mess can no longer be separated.

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The land of the end is full of flowers of the end, and the people of the stars quietly pass through this world, leaving behind the old garden called the end, and the butterflies in the name of the end are fluttering, and the world is scattered in the scales and powder, like a dream and fragmented.

In the empty canyon, butterflies with a soft white light fluttered, as if they did not eat grains or dust.

These butterflies flutter freely, and they are the best guards necessary to survive through the endless starlight. Never weary, because they don't need to wear, never need to be paid, because as long as the stars remain, they are eternal, never betrayed, because they never pledge allegiance.

They guard the Lost Valley, the gate to the old garden, through which no one can pass as long as they exist.

Because no one can survive the scales of the Star Butterfly, that is not a weight that a mortal can bear, even if the Star Butterfly does not care.

But at this moment, a figure as fast as lightning galloped through the star butterfly, even if he was stuck by the scales as heavy as a mountain, he only paused slightly, and continued to gallop without slowing down, and even vaguely accelerated.

Of course, Lin had heard of the name of the Star Butterfly Powder, but she didn't care about that at the moment. The girl in her arms had stiffened and turned cold and seemed to be dead, but Lin still didn't give up.

He used a special way to put Yu Yao's soul in his body, maybe there was not much time left, but at least there was some hope.

As soon as he came into contact with the scattered scales, he found that these beautiful dusts that glowed silver like stars had no weight, just like flying dust. Perhaps the rumors were false, and Lynn swept her gaze over the cracked bones on the ground that had long since rotted, and then quickly left.

He was too anxious to notice that some scales had burrowed into Yu Yao's mouth and nose as if they were alive, and then Yu Yao unconsciously smacked her lips and began to breathe.

In the underground library of the Academy of Magic, there are many ancient books that have been handed down from a long, long time ago, which are the collection of every dean of the Academy of Magic, and every archmage has a terrifying collection, and they have stored those books in a safe place.

The appeal of the archmage is terrifying, and many of their research results are enough to make many people crazy about them, even a behemoth like the three empires is impossible not to be moved. If an archmage is willing to join a certain force, then even if this force is only a little-known small force before this, it can directly rank among the first-class forces in the mainland. Even if it's just a small organization.

The archmage is respectful even to the kings of the three empires.

Although the Academy of Magic has only been established for a short period of 100 years, and there are only a few principals, the graduates of the Academy of Magic are all archmages who are still alive after graduation, and each archmage has a terrifying background, and some of them are loyal to different forces, but some of them choose to stay in the Academy of Magic. They also choose to store their collections in a safe place.

As a result, the savings of hundreds of archmages added up to perhaps only the Holy See and the libraries of the three empires could compare with it.

But that is the heritage left over from tens of thousands of years, and the Academy of Magic is only a hundred years but it is enough to compare.

Because knowledge is infinite and finite. Those things are never-ending, but fixed in a single time.

Lynn had been to the underground library a few times, and there were some of his things in it, but there weren't many, only a few. Among them, he found an ancient book handed down from 3,000 years ago, which contained a record of God's back garden:

It was the place of the end, where all living people would die, and the Star Butterflies had supreme power, even if they never cared about everything else, but the mere scale dust scattered on their wings was not a weight that mortals could bear.

Lynn only looked at the rest of the things and didn't look any further, because he was hungry when he saw this, and he didn't look at it anymore because he didn't think it was a big deal.

The fatal scale powder recorded in the ancient books, Lin only felt a little sticky, his body was full of sweat, and some scale powder was sticky, uncomfortable.

It is said that no one can enter the final place, the back garden of the gods, and Lynn ran into it without hindrance, as if she were returning to her own home.