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The Messiah walked on the empty snow, bit a hole in his slender fingers, and then drew some pattern on the snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ian looked at the Messiah from afar, puzzled, but not closer.

The Messiah's fingers danced deftly, blood soaked the snow, and soon, a more complex pattern came to life. The Messiah held back his finger, then closed his eyes and whispered something, and Ian in the distance looked even more confused.

More than ten minutes later, the Messiah opened his eyes. He stood up and looked at the ethereal and psychedelic snow-capped mountains in the distance, puzzled. Ian finally couldn't help it, ran directly to her and asked, "Girl, what are you doing?

Messiah frowned and said, "According to the records of the Four Clans, the warriors of the Ancient Four Clans, on the way to the World Tree, would carve a pattern with blood every other distance. Then the World Tree will accept them. ”

Ian looked down at the picture drawn by the Messiah, and felt that it was composed of countless lines chaotically, and he couldn't see the pattern, so he couldn't help grinning: "Is it that you drew too ugly, and the World Tree doesn't recognize it." ”

The Messiah glared at Ian angrily and said, "This is recorded in the Book of the Four Tribes." I have read that ancient book no less than ten times, and it is absolutely impossible to remember it wrong, let alone draw it wrong. ”

"Then why is it useless? Ian laughed, "It's hard because you're a woman." ”

The Messiah was about to say how it was possible, but he was suddenly stunned, as if he had thought of something. Seeing that the woman suddenly stopped talking, Ian looked at him blankly, scratching his head with some doubts: "What's wrong with you?

The Messiah came back to his senses and blinked his eyes: "What do you call again?"

Ian smiled and didn't explain, he couldn't say that he dreamed that you were evil. Then the Messiah would have said that he was insane.

Seeing that Ian didn't say anything, the Messiah didn't mean to dig deeper, as if she had thought of something, clapped her hands, and said, "If it were me, it might not be true." But if it were you, maybe it would. ”

"What do you mean?" Ian was also stunned, pointing to the pattern under his feet, "I'm going to draw this? Could it be that there is really a difference between men and women?

"Stop talking nonsense, just try and find out. The Messiah leaned down again, looked at Ian and said, "I'll redraw it now, you look at it carefully." Then you draw it again. ”

Although Ian didn't know the difference between the two paintings, the Messiah said so, and he could only shrug his shoulders and nodded. The Messiah bit the hole in his finger with his mouth, and then his dexterous finger flew again in the snow.

Ian couldn't help but feel a little dizzy as he looked at the blood-stained lines. You must know that none of them have any painting cells in the family, not to mention this kind of irregular lines, it is really difficult for him to write them all down.

Messiah's fingers were getting faster and faster, and Ian felt that his eyes couldn't keep up, and just as he wanted to slow down Messiah, his heart suddenly suffocated. The sound of the wind around disappeared in an instant, and the white snow, the slender fingers of the Messiah, the color slowly dimmed.

But the blood-stained lines became clearer and clearer.

This irregular line slowly turned into branches and leaves, as if it was growing right in front of Ian's eyes. Through this branch, it seems that you can see an ancient tree that reaches to the sky, and the branches on the tree are so dense that you can't see the top.

Ian's right arm ached, but he didn't care, because he was already intoxicated by the magnificence of the ancient tree. He stretched out his arm, trying to grasp the branch that was close at hand, but seemed to be far away.

Messiah stopped what she was doing, she stood up and slowly stepped back, looking at Ian's expression in disbelief. In her eyes, Ian seemed to be hypnotized, his glazed eyes unfocused. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and the dead skin on his right arm was constantly wriggling, as if something was about to burst out of his arm.

Soon, the dead skin cracked, and red-black blood flowed down the arm to the fingertips. Ian's fingertips began to dance on the snow, and long, irregular lines appeared on the white snow.

Ian didn't know what he was doing now, all he saw was the ancient tree that reached to the sky. Viewed from below, the branches of the ancient trees stretch infinitely towards the sky, and the dense foliage almost obscures the endless sky. Even the sun's rays could not penetrate the branches of this ancient tree.

Ian's eyes were always on the top of the tree, even though he couldn't see where the top of the tree was. But he always felt that there was something on the top of the tree that attracted him, that he was drawn to get it.

Ian's throat moved, and then an ancient, solemn voice sounded:

"I-Li-Ya-T. ”

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Ian woke up suddenly, and his eyes were pure white. He subconsciously raised his head, and the Messiah was standing in the distance, looking at the snowy mountain. For some reason, Ian felt that the snowy mountain seemed to be more real?

Ian lowered his head, his fingers stuck in the snow. But there was nothing on the snow, no traces of blood, no strange lines. I just don't know why his sleeve was ripped open, revealing that calm but disgusting piece of dead skin.

Ian shook the snow off his hands, stood up and asked, "Hey, hey, did I fall asleep again?"

Messiah glanced back at him, his eyes were a little complicated, but he shook his head: "I must have suddenly fallen ill." ”

"You're sick. ”

Ian muttered, he didn't know what had happened just now, he couldn't remember anything, wasn't he watching the Messiah paint? Why did he suddenly lose consciousness, could it be that she was drawing too complicated and fainted?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that only this kind of unreliable explanation can be regarded as an explanation. It's just that he didn't know why when he got up, his brain was a little groggy.

Ian walked up to the Messiah and asked, "What should I do now?" ”

Messiah shook his head, raised his hand and pointed to the Great Snow Mountain, and said softly, "I think my method is still useful. ”

Ian looked in the direction the Messiah was pointing. It's still the snow-capped mountain, but Ian has a very strange feeling, he feels that the snow-capped mountain is much more real, and now that he looks at it, this feeling has intensified invisibly, and the snow-capped mountain that was originally ethereal and seemed to be nothing now seems to be close at hand.

"How do I feel that the snowy mountain seems to be closer to us?"

Messiah nodded, bit his lip and whispered, "The seal of the World Tree has been broken. ”