The dark and silent monastery was deserted, dusty bookshelves and wooden crates everywhere, and only a few faint candles flickered in the empty rooms. Rhodes felt himself sitting on the old wooden chair, flipping through the heavy old books. He did sit there, and the touch and vision were so clear.

Ancient books are densely packed with ancient texts, some of which are understandable, and some of which are not understood at all. Rhodes didn't know how he ended up here, it was like a dream again. It's just that, like the previous dream, I can't get out of it by myself.

The ancient book turned its pages by itself under a mysterious force, and there was no wind, but it made a rustling sound. Dense texts and ancient patterns flashed before my eyes. Suddenly, a terrible whisper sounded in my ears.

The voice was full of charm, as if it had withdrawn its soul and brought it into another world.

The air around them cooled suddenly, and the walls of the monastery were completely wiped out a second. A majestic picture gradually appeared in front of Rod. The earth was surging like black magma, trees and grass were burned to ashes, and not far away, several burned mountains were flowing with a magma-like red liquid.

Overhead was a thick smoke and fog that obscured the sun's brilliance, and the ground began to tremble.

Was it an earthquake? Oh no, it was a big legion on the move!

Rodt took a step and tried to get himself on his feet. However, the ground beneath his feet is cracking. Red magma erupts from the ground, forming a wall of fire several meters high. At the end of the line of sight, neat rows of black dots began to appear.

That's the legendary Chaos Legion......

Dressed in heavy armor and armed with powerful dark weapons, they marched across the earth in a neat formation. In the place where they passed, not a single grass grows, and flames rise everywhere.

Behind these heavily armored samurai are massive war monsters. A bloodthirsty Chaos mammoth. They tread through the cracked soil like hills, trembling with each step.

A horde of strange creatures flew over Rod's head, and they swarmed in hordes and let out terrible chirps.

This massive legion sailed to the other end of the line of sight—a human city. A sprawling human city.

The bell in the center of town has been ringed, however, the defenders are disheartened and powerless to resist the Army of Doom. A rain of fire fell from the sky, burning the world of the living. Countless undead spirits burst out of the underground tombs, devouring the living on the ground.

Streets are reduced to slaughterhouses and cities are reduced to ashes......

"This is the end of the world, this is the fate of mortals......"

A demonic whisper rang out in the sky. Rhodes looked up, and in the misty firmament, two gates-like eyes were flashing with flame-like light.

The face of the god of abusiveness gradually appeared.

"Come, be loyal to me, warrior, and you will receive eternal blessings and endless power, and you will ......"

Before the demonic whispers could be finished, Rhodes was woken up by a "voice from outside the sky".

"Lord, wake up, we have to go. ”

Caroline's beautiful face appeared above her head, her long hair hanging down and sweeping over Rod's face. Through the gap in the collar, you can vaguely glimpse the spring light inside.

"How long did I sleep?"

Being woken up from his sleep, Rhodes felt exhausted. Looking around, everyone has prepared their luggage and is about to leave this "rabbit hole". Last night, Celta named the lone wolf village among the dwarves Rabbit Hole, because it resembles a cave dug into the ground. There are several tunnels dug in the middle of it, connecting to several simple bedrooms. This is the village of the dwarves.

"Six hours, or less. Anyway, you didn't sleep before I fell asleep. You know what, you have a bad habit of snoring in your sleep. It was so noisy that I didn't sleep well all night. ”

Caroline grumbled. She got up and cast a frost spell to extinguish the fire on the ground.

With a tired body, Rhodes patted the dust off his body and got up. Walk out along the narrow passage.

The air suddenly became fresher, and the air on the surface was better than the ground after all, and as a human, it was impossible to understand why dwarves always liked to live underground, perhaps their physiology was originally different from that of humans.

The sky overhead is still gray, which is normal, and the further north you go, the less sunlight there becomes.

When the group came to the ground with fatigue, everyone was surprised to find that the two dozen horses tied under the big tree last night had disappeared. You can see the traces of the war horse breaking free, the rope being torn off, and the bear spirit has disappeared.

"Something passed by here last night. ”

Rod said sensitively. In this bloody and cruel world, there is danger at all times. Rhodes has developed the habit of being on the lookout for nearby dangers at all times.

"Without pack horses, we wouldn't be able to go to Dulong City. ”

Celta complained.

"You can't go. ”

The butcher retorted. Again, the two of them didn't give a good look.

"Alright, anyway, let's find the horse first. ”

didn't want to listen to the two talk anymore, Rod directly interrupted the conversation between the two.

Following the trail of the horse's hooves in the shallow snow, the group searched for the mounts along the way. Celta was right, without their mounts, they would not have been able to reach Dulong City. But this is not the same thing for humans, for dwarves. Their endurance is far above that of humans, and it is okay to walk for days and nights without resting.

When they found the frightened horses, Rhodes and his group relaxed a little. In the snow-white woodland, more than two dozen war horses stood quietly, looking for vegetation on the ground, although the place was basically devoid of greenery at this time.

Spirit Bear is guarding them. Its white fur blends in with the world around it, and it can't be seen without looking closely, and the white bear keeps walking around the war horse, as if it is worried that the war horse will be frightened and flee again.

"What the hell did you say passed over our heads last night?"

After retrieving the pack horse, Rhodes and his party continued on their way, and the boredom of the journey always needed some small talk to defuse. Bogur babble.

"Beasts?"

Caroline said.

"It's possible. But under the white tree, we found no footprints other than pack horses. ”

Bogur was astutely analytical.

"And what is it if it's not a beast? beastman? werewolf?"

Celta asked rhetorically.

"As I said, no footprints were found other than the horses, which means that nothing had passed on the ground. ”

Bogur glared at the Norscan man in front of him, wondering if this guy's IQ was passing.

"Is it a flying beast?"

"It's not possible, if the flying beast wants to frighten the pack horse, it needs a large predator, and if there are really large predators, we should have found out a long time ago. And, if it is a predator of birds and beasts, then why are not a single pack horse injured, is it because they are too small to satisfy the appetite of the giant beast of the air?"

Rod returned jokingly. It's just that as soon as I finished speaking, an ominous premonition lingered in my heart, reminiscent of the dream I had last night...... Rod only felt a chill down his spine......