When Ron and Saya's arrival at the battlefield just now, the battle was over, the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the space, the ruins were broken, there was a lot of blood flowing from the ruins, and there were corpses everywhere, both human and other creatures, as if the scene was apocalyptic, and it was disgusting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Saya stood in the middle, eyes closed, hands clenched into fists, and Ron slammed into the shattered earthen wall.

"There is no living mouth, no breath of life. Saya opened her red eyes and said in a low voice, "The magic fluctuations are very disordered, someone launched a self-detonation, and this breath is Mayor Ruta." She patted Ron on the shoulder and walked off into the distance.

"This, and this, and that over there. This is the Forbidden Land, and with such a wide range of control magic, I don't want anyone to escape. Saya pointed to the traces of the fallen corpses on the ground, where he pointed, many people fell together, in patches, very neatly, you could vaguely see their desperate expressions before dying, and the blood stains were flat into a straight line, "But what I don't understand, why is the town elder besieged in front of and behind him?" Saya frowned, his face dazed.

The two walked to an open battlefield, here, according to their guess, it should be the place where the mayor launched the final self-explosion, except for the traces on the ground that were erased by the self-explosion, they did not find the traces of the standing position that the people of the town should have.

"The traces of the battle are chaotic and chaotic, but one thing is certain, there is only one person who confronts everyone here, and that is the mayor. Ron put away the resentment in his heart and said what he thought.

In other words, the people of the town were turned against each other. Saya added. She shook her head, "There aren't enough benefits to impress these people." A homeland that has been born and fought to the death, a guild that is about to be formed, if they are going to be rebelled, I have decided not to believe it. ”

"But all the enemies are concentrated here. If the people of the town fought, there would be no need for Mayor Ruta to unleash such a spell that would all end together. Friend or foe. Ron grabbed her shoulder and said.

"Anyway, we didn't see the battle here with our own eyes, and I wouldn't believe it based on that speculation alone. She shook her head and walked in one direction. Ron followed her in silence, his pupils sparkling, not knowing what he was thinking.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of sorrow, and the weather that should have been bright became dark, and a light rain had fallen in the ruins.

"Is it really like that!?" Ron muttered, his eyes blank, and his mind involuntarily remembered the golden touch of his dream again. Saya turned her head suspiciously, not knowing what had happened to him, she stopped and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you alright?"

"Mmmmmmmm Keep walking. Ron was stunned for a moment, and when Saya's confused little face appeared in front of him, he woke up with an embarrassed look on his face, tilted his head to the side, and spoke.

"Really?" Saya was puzzled, but she wasn't the kind of person who would get to the bottom of it, so she continued in one direction after a brief inquiry. She walked in front, her little face was solemn, the green sword in her hand spit out a ghostly light from time to time, and the dull hair on her head swayed in the wind like an antenna. Seeing her like this, he seemed to have returned to the time when he went into the mountains and forests some time ago to look for ingredients, and she was also so serious.

While Ron and Saya were searching for Crodia's traces, she had already walked into the confines of the Holy Mountain.

Yes, the Holy Mountain, it was once called the Snow Witch Mountain by the old people of the Winter Town, and now more and more people no longer believe in the existence of the Snow Witch, they prefer to call it the Holy Mountain, it has brought countless adventurers countless wealth, and the state of giving and taking makes everyone forget that the Snow Witch Mountain was originally listed as the horror of the forbidden land of the Brilliant Continent, there is not much danger, as long as you are careful to face the monsters and spirits in the mountain, maybe you will accidentally become the overlord of the rich armor from a penniless nobody. There are so many stories, too many legends.

However, when Crotea stepped into the confines of the Holy Mountain, everything that had been before became unusual. The light rain in the sky slowly turned into small snowflakes, sprinkled with water, at first I didn't feel anything, but gradually, people who were active in the scope of the holy mountain found that the snow was falling more and more, obscuring everyone's sight, many adventurers began to complain about this sudden ghost weather, and I don't know who began to spread the word that Clotian had heroic power in this mountain forest, and for a while the adventurers seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, regardless of the wind and snow, began to search for the existence of Crotea all over the mountains.

"It's a conspiracy!" was Mora's first reaction when the rumor reached Mora, who was on a mission, and her team was divided. Thanks to her strength, at least a third of the entire team would have joined the search army.

"Aunt Mora, are they telling the truth?" asked Terry, the captain of the Winter Town's guard, as he asked Mora.

"Terry, if you kid were like them, I wouldn't be able to spare you. Mora wiped the large scissors in her hand and said casually. Terry blushed and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm afraid something happened to the town. Mora's face was covered with a frost.

"No, Lord Ruta is so powerful, how is it possible?" said Terry with a smile, but he had the same worries as Mora. The snowy night soon came, and the adventurers of the sacred mountain set up camp one by one. The curling smoke of the cooking stove paints another picture in the snowy mountain forest.

"They should all be in the Holy Mountain. Ron stood on a high ground and looked into the distance, "The campfire is getting a lot more smoke than usual. ”

"Someone is coming. Loenby didn't notice Saya's momentary change of color at the mention of the Holy Mountain, and he trotted to grab Saya's hand and hide behind a boulder. Soon, the two men walked towards them as they spoke.

"Do you think Miss Clotea really has the power of a hero?" asked the uncle beside him curiously.

"That's when you didn't see the scene, there was a 'trachoma' magic in our team, and we could clearly see all the scenes inside, and when the people in the carriage said the power of heroes, everyone's eyes changed, especially when the flames of that color came out of Miss Clotea's body, everyone was completely out of control. Mayor Ruta is really pitiful, and the friendship of so many years can't resist the temptation of heroic power. Uncle Sabre sighed from the bottom of his heart and said in a low voice.

"Fergus, you're not tempted at all?" asked the stocky one, looking at Uncle Sabre.

"Tempted? It's just that I've experienced a lot at my age, and I don't have the enthusiasm and impulsiveness of your young men. Fogg clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist and looked lonely, "Seriously, Mayor Ruta is a very good leader, but his fate is not good, and he suffered, otherwise we will definitely be a powerful magician guild again." Why didn't you, little fellow, track down Miss Crodia with those guys?"

"Ahem. The short and fat guy coughed dryly twice and said, "Uncle Fogg, don't laugh at me, fight for my level, and in the end I won't be able to save my life." To tell you the truth, I really don't dare to go where Miss Clotea is now. The short and fat man's eyes flashed with a gleam and then a deep fear.

"Hehe, boy, why are you trembling when you talk about the Holy Mountain, you won't be stupid by what that guy Locke said? That's a lie. Hahaha. Fogg patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"No, no, Uncle Fogg, I swear by the honor of the family Buffett, Uncle Locke is not lying, the Holy Mountain really has the curse of the Snow Witch. Humpty Dumpty looked serious and serious.

"Ah, family reputation?" Fogg was startled, as long as he swore an oath of family reputation on this continent, it was a very big deal, and now he heard that the Humpty Dumpty young man used his family reputation to prove that the news had been false all along, how could he not be shocked and confused.

"Snow Witch Mountain, at that time still did not melt the snow, I was only 10 years old, with enthusiasm and passion, fearlessly broke into the holy mountain with my friends. Then one night, I met the Snow Witch. Humpty Dumpty explained.

"Snow Witch?"

"Yes. Snow Witch. "Just like now, the originally clear sky began to snow, and when night fell, a blue glow appeared in the sky. Saying this, Uncle Saber looked up at the sky but didn't find any blue glow, thinking that it was a child's business, I can't remember or hallucinate, and continued to listen to the short and fat guy.

"She's a woman, I think it should be, blue eyes and long blue hair make me remember vividly, that night I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom, and then I saw it, and I looked at her, and then I felt that the whole world was frozen, and when I woke up, it was noon three days later, in my own room, I heard my parents say, thank God, finally woke up, and I was really afraid to be like those children. ”

"Which kids, with you?" asked Uncle Sabre. He nodded.

"My buddies. It was in that place that the mist-shrouded mountainside became a tree of ice crystals. He pointed to the mountainside in the distance, "It's hard to imagine that the Ice Crystal Tree on the Holy Mountain is completely a living creature. If I hadn't woken up on the trail that day, I might have been one of them. ”

"Wouldn't it?" Fergus's eyes widened as he looked at the stocky guy, he didn't expect this guy to have such a fate.

"Saya, you've been here for so long, do you know about this?" Ron asked her in a whisper, and she just shook her head, not looking at him, but the fingers buried under her had already made several blood marks on the ground, and the color in her pupils flashed alternately in red and blue.

It wasn't until the two of them were talking far away that Ron poked his head out from behind the stone, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he probably understood a lot of incomprehensible things, the existence of heroic power made the people of the town rebel and explained the matter of Mayor Ruta, and the trace of Crotea is the Holy Mountain. Just as he was thinking about his next move, Saya was already in front of him.

"Ron, listen to me. At this time, Saya was no longer as tall as Ron, and when he looked up at him, the dull hair on his head lightly touched his nose, he subconsciously touched it, and then looked at Saya seriously.

"After entering the Holy Mountain, no one but Clothia should believe it, remember, not even me. The first words she uttered had made Ron stunned, and even Saya's words couldn't believe it, and he grabbed her shoulders, and she looked at him seriously, and he nodded and said nothing. It's just that the hand on her shoulder has increased its strength slightly.

"Immediately, we separated. You don't have a lot of magic, but you don't have a lot of stamina, and remembering the following words will help you. Besides, I'll leave it to you in Crodia. Saya broke free of his hands and slowly stepped back, Ron subconsciously took a step, but was entangled by a few green vines, he muttered "Saya" suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, he felt that her departure, maybe there would be a long time before seeing her again. Saya's voice was heard in the air:

"Run, run, little girl, don't hide in the red house, don't step into the green house, meet the cat, go around the mirror, put on the hat in number 13, follow the rabbit, and listen to the story of the snow night that never closes its eyes. ”

When he memorized these words by heart, where could he still find the figure of Saya. He broke free of his restraints, staggered under his feet, and a strand of pink hair landed in the palm of his hand, he clenched his fists and strode towards the holy mountain.