Dennis was still venting his anger at the tree, but the slash he had done with all his might couldn't leave even the slightest trace on the hard, steel-like bark. Until he was hoarse, Dennis staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground. With his head buried in his chest, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and his hands trembled slightly from the loss of strength and rested on his thighs.

Injured calf from falling from a tree, trying to teleport out only to find that the Shelter Stone had failed, and in the end, even the companion Soveran disappeared inexplicably, and I am afraid that the most desperate trial of order is nothing more than that.

At that moment, a dirty palm suddenly stretched out from the ground covered with fallen leaves in front of Dennis. "Hell, something!" he said, raising his sword and jumping in horror.

The palm sticking out of the ground waved as if gesturing for something, and a low voice came from below. "It's me!Dennis!......" the voice spewed a little slurred, "help me! I'm Sovereign. ”

Dennis was stunned, but quickly threw away his sword and pounced on it. Thankfully, the ground under your feet is not hard, mostly soft soil, otherwise you may not be able to succeed even if you dig until the end of the trial with the hands of two people alone.

Finally, under Dennis's vigorous tugging, Sovereign broke through the ground in embarrassment, and the two men collapsed on the ground panting as if they had exhausted all their strength.

"You, why did you suddenly disappear from above and crawl out of here?......" Dennis asked, out of breath, braced himself with his arms propped up on his leaning back.

Sovereign waved his hand a little speechlessly, and spat out a mouthful of mud and sand. "For the sake of the Lord God, who would have thought that the heart of this great tree would be empty. He said, glancing up at the tree behind him.

"Is the heart of the tree empty?" Dennis said with an unexpected look at Sovereign, "Hah, big one! You should pray that you don't fall off or get stuck in some strange place." He smiled, as if he had found a partner who shared his fate, "This height is unscathed, you can use it as a bragging rights." ”

"My friend, if we were really so lucky, how could we get to this point?" Sovereign pointed to the dirty Dennis and himself, "the bottom of the tree hole is full of fallen leaves, and if it weren't for them, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to sit here and talk with you." Of course, thanks to you knocking on the trees frantically outside, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to climb out in the right direction. ”

"Ha, I didn't expect that knocking on trees can save people. Dennis said, "And then? Did you find any useful clues?"

"I'm not sure if it's a clue," Sovereign thought for a moment and continued, "but it's very strange inside, and I think something will be found." ”

"Strange, you mean we ......," Dennis asked, with a somewhat wry expression.

"That's right, we're going back!" Sovereign smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Even if Dennis was reluctant, he knew very well how important it was to them that there might be clues in the hollow. Soon, with the combined efforts of the two men, a spacious hole was cleared where Essaouiran had just climbed out. Spacious is only relatively speaking, although it can only accommodate one person to barely get in and out, it is much better than forcing it in.

The two of them glanced at each other, and under Soverain's leadership, they re-entered.

The journey back was noticeably easier, and after experiencing the darkness and crampedness at the entrance of the cave, the space around him gradually became larger. With a faint glow, Dennis found that beneath him was no longer a fine piece of dirt, but a gentle slope made of soft fallen leaves.

Farther on, when they were able to stand up and walk through an arched, doorway-like opening, Denise finally understood Sovereign's description of "peculiarity."

They were now at the bottom of the tree hollow, with thick fallen leaves under their feet, and the whole space did not feel dim at all. Because on the inner wall of the tree hole around him, countless veins like blood vessels are exuding a silver luster. The luster is like flowing mercury, which takes in the nutrients of life from the earth and then travels upwards to all corners of the torso.

"It's so beautiful here," Dennis said, looking up, his gaze following the silver rivers slowly upwards until the light disappeared into the darkness overhead, "praise the miracle of the Creator." ”

"This is the first thing I said when I got up from the pile of fallen leaves. Sovereign shrugged his shoulders in agreement.

"But no matter how peculiar it is, it doesn't mean anything to us. Dennis said with some regret.

Sovereign nodded. "That's right, here's the problem......" He gently pressed his hand on the inner wall of the tree, and he didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but he felt a trace of warmth in his palm. "Can't you believe what the dryad says?"

"I'm afraid so, my friend......" Dennis frowned and looked around, "Wait......" His voice suddenly rose up, pointing not far above his head, "Look, look!

Soveland's spirit shook suddenly, and he immediately looked towards where Dennis was pointing. Several straight upward veins swirled and twisted together, flowing silver luster like strokes, vaguely outlining a few lines of vague handwriting. Soon, however, as the light dimmed, the handwriting symbols faded into obscurity.

"Like, it looks like there's some handwriting on it...... "Sovereign said with some uncertainty.

The veins seemed to breathe, and Dennis could no longer hold back his excitement as another round of glow from the ground rushed up the inner walls. "It's really handwriting! Sovereign!

"I'll just say the dryad won't lie to us!" Sovereign said loudly, patting Dennis on the shoulder.

The dryad did not deceive the suffering pair, and not far above their heads, a few lines of silver text finally showed clearly:

"The black you always lead in the opposite direction, he walks on the earth and you walk in the heavens. Who said that there would be no birds streaking across the clear blue sky at night, and who said that the spring water should not flow gently in the reflection. ”

The words shone brightly, frozen in the eyes of Sovereign and Dennis, and gradually, the light faded, and they disappeared into darkness again.

"Old clues lead to new clues," Dennis muttered quietly, "For the sake of the Lord God, can't those lovely dryads tell us where the Fountain of Youth?" he continued waving his fists, "Do you have to play these boring puzzle games?"

Sovereign laughed dryly. "You should be glad those lovely dryads didn't kill us!" he said, "but it looks like our journey is getting more and more interesting, isn't it?"

"You're so gentle, my friend......" Dennis said with an exaggerated expression.

"Alright, Dennis, let's get out of here and get back outside. "No matter how beautiful this place is, I feel a little uncomfortable staying underground. ”

"You've finally come up with a suggestion that I agree with the most!" Dennis said with a smile.

When they returned to the ground again, the two men exhaled together with ease. If when they first came to this clearing, their mood was still a little depressed or low, then as new clues were discovered little by little, their situation obviously improved.

After all, there is nothing more satisfying than the difficulty being solved and the path becoming clearer. Although the new clues are still foggy, there is always hope, isn't it?

Dennis slapped the dirt off his body, then unscrewed the kettle and poured a mouthful. "What do you mean by those words, do you have a clue?" he wiped the corners of his mouth and threw the jug at Essaoweran.

Sovereign took a thoughtful sip. "The black you always lead in the opposite direction, he walks on the earth and you walk in the heavens. He wrote the words on the ground and looked at them, "The literal meaning seems to be completely reversed," and as he said Youyou, he looked up and pointed at himself, "Do you think I'm black?......

"Haha!" Dennis laughed, then stood up with his injured left leg, "In the night? Well, you're pretty dark!"

"For the sake of the Lord God, praise you for your 'sincerity'!" said Soveland, glaring.

"Okay, okay, what do you mean by that?" Dennis asked, "we can't be black, it's obviously not as simple as it seems. ”

"Black self?......" Sovereign mused, looking at Dennis with some distraction. But at some point, his eyes changed, he became serious and focused, and he kept up with Dennis's hobbling figure.

Dennis also noticed the change in Soveland, and he stood under the tree and asked, "What are you staring at me for?" ”

Sovereign shook his head, pointing at Dennis's feet. "Black self, and able to lead the way......" he said as if to himself, "I can't think of anything else but it." ”

"Shadow?" said Dennis looking down at the ground.

"If the shadow is the black self and it directs in the opposite direction, then ......" Sovereign looked upwards into the dark sky, "the right direction is ...... She?"

Dennis followed Essoran's gaze upward. "The moon?"

Meeting Soveland's gaze, the white moonlight was shining on his face. "Yes, the moon. ”

If so, it does make sense. Dennis nodded.

"Do you think my guess is okay?" Sovereign said.

Dennis spread out his hands and said indifferently, "What if it's wrong? Oh, who says you can't accidentally guess a clue?"

Sovereign slapped his thigh and stood up energetically. "Let's go, my friend, time will tell us the right answer. With that, he put Dennis's arm back on his shoulder.

"That's right!" Denny paused, "and what does the latter say, 'He walked on the earth, and you walked in heaven'?"

"Simple, what if we walk and walk to the sky?"

"Haha...... I almost believed your nonsense! ”

As soon as Dennis finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the forest at the edge of the clearing behind them. Looking back, I saw a dark figure sweeping away the branches and leaves of the trees and walking out.

"It seems that the luck of the encounter is not just for us......" Dennis looked a little surprised.

Sovereign looked at the figure from a distance and seemed to recognize the other. "Looks like our classmate, Eric of Count Monca's," he said to Dennis, waving his arm, "Is that Eric?

The other party didn't reply, just walked slowly to this side, and there was a choking sound, and the long sword was drawn from his waist, shining with a pale cold light in the moonlight.

"Classmate, I'm skeptical. Dennis said coldly.