The branches of the trees that were once broken in the lost land have now stretched into a golden crown, but the place covered by that crown is no longer the homeland, and the paradise called home is not yet known. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the night of the stars, everyone gathered together to find a home, many footprints disappeared one by one in the long journey, the north wind rolled up the snow to build a silvery curtain, but the unveiler touched the land of eternal spring.

She swung her sword to split the pale curtain, he played the flute and sang a mournful elegy, the tombstone stood on the top of the hill overlooking the spring flowing, and the traveler stopped in the valley to say goodbye to the pain of displacement.

Now the land of eternal spring has been called Elada, shining like a pearl into the world without the slightest dust, if you are a compatriot who is floating outside, please let your heart open the curtain for you again.

"Do you understand? do you see how this song is different from the normal Elada?" As the melody stopped, Ekor looked at Akachi worriedly, waiting to hear how he felt about the song.

"Sounds ...... The unveiler in this song is a little different. Akachi said thoughtfully.

"It's as if they're trying to peel back layers of barriers to see what they want to see. and not by the eyes of God......"

The dark cloud that hung over Ekko's mind was instantly dispelled by this answer, and he sat up at once and gave him a warm hug. Akachi couldn't help frowning, he really couldn't understand what his elven people were so elated that he forgot about his poisoning.

"You know what? This is a question that the Nexus will use to find talented people, and there are countless ways to interpret it, but most people will feel about the two songs on the surface, and they will pay special attention to the melodic differences between the two, the paragraph changes, and only a very few people will pay special attention to the unveiler in the lyrics, and such people are very likely to have the talent of the unveiler." In addition, the unveiler is indeed observing the whole world by mind, as you feel, because there is always a limit to eyesight, and it is often deceived by illusions. ”

Ekor paused, he pressed his hand to his heart and continued: "Only the mind is not hindered by the earthly world, and can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and it will not be disturbed by the unreal. ”

Akaki blinked incomprehensibly, and Ekor tapped him on the shoulder, then drew a tree on the dirt floor.

"Akachi, this motif represents the World Tree Tlalen, and the shelter we are looking for has this symbol. Now try to feel the pattern with your heart, and then open your mind's eye to find a place where the shelter with this mark is. ”

It's not a joke, is it? Akachi was slightly stunned, how could he possibly have the ability of the unveiler? His concept of this ability was only an unreliable rumor, but looking at Ekko's expectant eyes, Akachi decided to try it a little bit, and of course he had no illusions about the result.

"You can close your eyes and feel the pattern you just saw, so that you are less likely to be disturbed by external objects. Ekor reminded.

Close your eyes and feel what you're looking for? isn't that imagining? Akachi smiled noncommittally, closing his eyes as he said. Outside light is cut off as the eyelids fall. All that fell into his eyes was the darkness of space. Akachi didn't know how to feel Ekko's drawings on the mud floor in such a state, but in fact, another vision came to his mind—the dream he had experienced during his near-death experience. Akachi felt as if he was back in the empty hell of the labyrinth, but unlike that time, he could feel his heartbeat strongly.

Arcach stretched the tentacles of his consciousness as hard as he tried to sketch out in his mind what Ekor had drawn on the ground, and he found that the more intensely he wanted to draw the tree in his mind, the faster his heart beated. Suddenly, the dark corridor reflected the marks of his painstaking meditation like a mirror, and he subconsciously opened his eyes, and was suddenly shocked by what he saw.

In his eyes, the entire swamp became transparent in a strange blue light, and only the World Tree mark drawn on the ground by Ekox was shining prominently, and then Akachi noticed the same light in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, his perspective had jumped to the location of the mark.

"Incredible. ”

Akachi subconsciously pressed his hand to his heart and sighed, "I seem to see the shelter, just north of us, where there are large areas of decaying trees, and there is also a hidden hole in the tree that is not purely made by nature, and the mark is there. ”

Suddenly, the blue light that shrouded the swamp vanished, and the sight in front of Akachi's eyes returned to normal in an instant. When he couldn't help but try that extraordinary experience again, Ekor stopped him from pressing his hand up to his heart.

"You've really surprised me, Akachi......"

"It took me months to touch that feeling at the Hub, and you only realized it in a split second, maybe because the poison in you sharpened your senses, or maybe your talent itself was as powerful as the first unveiler in the world...... But don't dwell on that feeling, every time the unveiler uses such power, he is paying with his own life, and the greatest unveiler of all time died suddenly because of it...... But there was no way around it, because without her sacrifice, there would be no Erada today...... And Akachi! You have to go to Elada, you have to go there!"

As if he had forgotten all his exhaustion at once, Ekor half-lifted Akachi and walked due north. Seeing that he was about to leave this place, Akachi subconsciously looked back at the place where he had lost his North Star. Perhaps it was because the regret in his eyes was so obvious that Ekor couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"

"Oh, I lost my sword. ”

"Do you want to get it back?"

"No, it's just a more valuable sword, and there's nothing special about it. Akachi said perfunctorily.

"Let's hurry on. ”

He closed his eyes slightly, and let all the stories about the sword, about its honor, about the meaning of each sword ornament bit by bit from his memory. In fact, the moment he accepted the name Akachi, the sword became ownerless, but the memory of the elven family in his heart had allowed it to wander the world again, and now it lay quietly in this inaccessible swamp, so that it would not be waved by people who were not worthy of using it......