The entire space was only black and white, but because of this, Lanlos's vision was clearer. Everything around is like a veil, everything seems hazy and invisible, and even the feeling of touching the wall seems to be ready to penetrate.

It's not that the walls have softened, but it's a more eerie feeling.

In the Shadow Realm, it was not the first time that Lanlos had entered the reflection of this real world, so naturally he would not be surprised by such a strange scenery. On the contrary, the face of the thing in front of him revealed more than surprise.

"Quack!" the rickety crow man screamed, and the shrill cry even set off ripples visible to the naked eye in this environment. With the dense sound waves distorting his vision, the Raven Man directly lifted his robe and ran up with a rolling belt.

Plucking out his ears, Lanlos looked at the direction in which the Raven Man had disappeared with a question mark on his face. After a brief pause, he immediately turned into a blurry afterimage and quickly disappeared in place.

Killick scurried through the twisted passage, finally shaking off the human paladin who had suddenly broken into the Shadow Realm, and slumped on the ground, gasping for breath one after another, his eeriely painted beak and mouth trembling with excitement.

As the two creatures they had never seen before walked into the area, Kirlik watched them with the power of the Shadows. But because the passage was so narrow, he couldn't keep enough distance. But seeing that neither of them dressed like they could be favored by the Shadow, he didn't care too much.

But that paladin, the paladin who obviously used the holy light to surpass the undead not long ago, actually betrayed the holy light without saying a word?

It was the first time that Kirlik had seen such a ruthless man who had betrayed his faith so decisively. Shocked and frightened, he didn't want to think about it, and fled directly as soon as he was discovered.

It is no wonder that, both in the past and now, the Raven people, a race of mutual suspicion, have been able to unite by the power of religion and belief. For them, faith is their strongest bottom line, and it is also the absolute reliance on which they survive.

But that paladin ......

"Ahem!"

The feathers on his body trembled violently, and Killick slowly looked up, despair on his face as the relaxed-looking outsider became complete in his sight.

Seeing the other party's desolate appearance like a chicken in soup, Lan Luos scratched the back of his head and looked sorry: "Well, it's the first time I've seen such a timid crow man as you." ”

Hearing this, Kirlik didn't have time to be annoyed by the paladin's comments, and was stunned. In this tone, does he know the Raven Man?

"Speaking of which, how are Eskar and Ryshard?" said Lanros as he replaced himself with the pitch-black Raven King's credentials.

Really......

The other party's shoulder pads, and the appearance of mentioning the two crow leaders in a tone that was not unfamiliar, made Killick's expression suddenly relax a lot. But soon, a deep sadness almost overwhelmed him.

"The Shadow Sage and the Hidden Scroll have both been sacrificed. ”

Even though he already had the answer in his heart, Lanlos still felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. It's a temporary comrade-in-arms who fought side by side at the beginning, but now it's a different thing, and he doesn't even have a chance to talk about the past.

Two such cunning things are gone, how can he not sigh?

It turned out that after snatching the Eye of Rukma in the first place, Eskar the Shadow Sage and the Raven Exiles of Skersti launched a series of assaults on the chaotic Mt. Tongtian. However, the place where the high-ranking Raven people are stronger than the Raven Exiles has never been just Rukma.

The Raven exiles did not achieve substantial victories at first, until that day.

The demon of the other world stretched out his hand to this world, and red lightning pierced the sky, and the descendants of the god of the sun flew into oblivion.

At the mention of Akmund, Lanlos couldn't help but shudder. The Ereda had even managed to kill him at one point, and he could understand why the other party had a look of fear and even humility on his face when he mentioned it.

The destruction of Rukma seriously frustrated the pride and faith of the high-ranking crow people, and the imposing crow people exiles once attacked the top of Tongtian Peak. However, just when the war was developing to its most critical point, the orcs came.

"Kargas Bladefist, the orc army he led burned a large area of the jungle and countless crow's nests, and in the face of the orc attack, Eskar the Shadow Sage and Verix the High Sage joined forces to resist, and finally lost. ”

"Tongtian Peak, fallen, exiles, have not recaptured the sky. As he spoke, a growing self-deprecation appeared on Kirlik's face.

Lanlos looked at the down-and-out crow man, and couldn't find any words of comfort for a while. War is like this, no matter how noble the banner of the war-leader, once the war starts, the suffering of the people will only gradually pile up until it is unbearable.

Even if there are no orcs, even if the exiles successfully take Tongtian Peak, the life of the crow people may not be much better than now.

"Well, friend. Killick, who had long been accustomed to deep suffering, quickly recovered, "What are you doing here?"

"Because of the orcs. Glancing at the slight glint in the other party's eyes, Lanloth continued silently, "We were ambushed by the orcs, and my friend was captured by them, and now he is missing. It seems like you're familiar with the environment, and I'd like you to help us if you can. ”

"You guys?" said Kirlik's face with obvious hesitation. If Lanlos had brought an army, he would have led the way without saying a word. But the reality is that there are only two of them.

It's not enough for orcs to stuff their teeth.

Killick shook his head slowly: "After the orcs destroyed Babel Peak, the King of Talon came to Oakington with a part of the exiles, I do know the terrain here very well, but ......"

"King of the Claws?" Lanros furrowed his brow.

"Don't get me wrong, it's the heir to the Lord of the Talons. "The death of the Raven leader torn apart the exiles, and Aegis claimed to be the reincarnation of Tyrok and declared that only his men were the true followers of Tyrok. However, he later led the party to Oakington and claimed revenge on the Horde, so I joined them. ”

"In that case, this is also an opportunity...... "Lanlos paused in the middle of his speech, and when he saw the doubt on the other party's face, he smiled flatteringly and did not continue.

"I'm sorry, at least for now, we can't help you. After revealing the shoulder pads made of pitch-black and shiny feathers, Kirlik had always maintained enough respect for Lanlos.

"However, I have a rough map here, except for the passages that have been improvised by the orcs recently, and everything else that we have mapped out step by step over the years. ”

Taking the map handed by the other party, Lanlos sighed lightly and didn't ask for anything more.

"That's enough, thank you. ”

"May the shadows walk with you. Bowing in a greeting, the Raven Man stood up and slowly disappeared from Lanloth's sight.

Either way, at least with the map as a reference, Lanloth didn't take long to pick himself up. Putting the map in his pocket, he immediately followed the path he had come from.

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