Godforsaken Land, afternoon town camp.

In the camp of countless boulders with the first lanterns, the inhabitants of Silver City watched the two outsiders leave, just as they had come.

The helmet, which was as bright as day, was also taken away, and the light faded away, as if it were also taken away along with hope.

Dolores couldn't help but ask:

"Chief, since they're also going to explore the Giant Court, why don't you join them?"

He had been involved in exploring the temple of the true Creator and had met a young boy named Jack. So he knew better than the rest of the Silver City that the world beyond the Godforsaken Lands was real!

And the way to get out of God's Forsaken Land is likely to be in the Court of the Giants!

The Chief must have understood this, or he wouldn't have led them to set up this camp.

Isn't the establishment of the Afternoon Town Camp just to explore the Afternoon Town and prepare for the next step in exploring the Giant Court?

Colin stared at the fading light, and his voice was low:

"If I leave with them, who will keep this camp safe?"

"I can't risk your lives."

Dolores did not hesitate to say:

"Then I'll go with them! If I don't come back, I'll be dead. But if I come back alive, maybe I'll find my way out! ”

'Demon Hunter' Colin still rejected him mercilessly:

"No, don't mention this again, let's go on patrol."

Dolores gritted her teeth, clearly unwilling.

But in the face of the chief's categorical attitude, he could only obey and turn away.

Colin was still looking at the light in the distance, his eyes inexplicable.

What Dolores doesn't understand is that Colin is not unreceptive to risk.

He was willing to make all kinds of attempts to get out of the Godforsaken Lands, so he let a lot of things go, whether it was Darik or Lovia, they were all different directions that Silver City was trying to do, and they all represented a possibility.

But no matter where these two possibilities go, they are always from Silver City. Even though their respective attempts have failed, Colin believes that the future of Silver City will always come first in their hearts.

This time was different, even if it was perhaps the closest they could have gotten to hope, as they had actually met outsiders, one of whom was even a giant. But at the same time, it may also be the closest to destruction.

He wasn't sure if the two outsiders were friendly, and even though they tried to show kindness in their conversation, Colin couldn't be sure if they were really as friendly as they seemed, or if they had evil intentions.

If it was the former, it would be a shame to miss this opportunity to explore the Giant's Court with them.

But if they really want to explore the Giant Court, in a sense, it can also provide some convenience for the next exploration of Silver City. After all, in the process of their exploration, they are bound to encounter many monsters.

And if they are to move on, they must destroy these monsters.

This will also be a lot easier for the follow-up exploration of Silver City.

But if these two people have ghosts in their hearts, then it will be a catastrophe to greet them and welcome Silver City!

Dolores is only the Knight of Dawn in Sequence 6, and he knows very little about it.

So he didn't understand why Colin didn't let him explore the Giant Court with those two outsiders, even if he failed in his eyes, he would only sacrifice him alone.

But Colin is well aware that there are some special ways in this world to probe human memories, such as the dragon path.

Although Silver City only has the potion recipe of the low rank of the dragon path, the 'psychoanalyst' of Sequence 7 alone already has the ability to read minds and hypnosis!

Once any of them are left alone, they may be captured by the other party, and then the other party will probe their memories and find the location of Silver City. And once the coordinates of Silver City are exposed, those with ulterior motives are even more terrifying than the monsters in the dark!

Colin couldn't take such a risk.

The kindness shown by the other party in this brief contact was not enough for Colin to trust them enough.

——

Shortly after leaving the afternoon town camp in Silver City, under the light of lightning from above.

A city finally appears in Ember and Grossell's sights.

One is built on a hill and is naturally divided into upper, middle and lower floors. Here, the gray stones are built into different houses, some hollowed out in one piece, close to ten meters, and some so short that they seem to allow a normal human to touch the roof. The buildings are compactly arranged and spread out, some of them have collapsed, some of them are still strong, but they are all stained with signs of decay and decay.

"Afternoon Town."

Grossel looked at the town in the distance, trying to find a corresponding scene in his memory, and muttered:

"The last time I was here, it wasn't like that."

"Affected by the leaking power of the Giant's Court, the daytime in Afternoon Town is always in the 'afternoon' ......"

Grossell's tone was extremely complicated, and a look of remembrance flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Even though a thousand years had passed, everything here was so familiar to him.

Even though he had already heard from others about the final outcome of the Giant's Court and the Godforsaken Land, he still couldn't hide his loss when he saw the town he once knew become what it was now.

And as he followed Ember into Afternoon Town, down the gray stone staircase, among the towering and gloomy buildings, towards the summit, Grossell's mood became more and more depressed.

Because he finally saw the giants—giants in great numbers.

They are all about the same height as Grossell, and have a distinctive single eye. It's just that unlike the gray-skinned Grossell, these giants are covered with dense black short hair!

They have long since become corrupted and degenerate, and have become part of this myriad of dark monsters.

Even though Grossell thought he was mentally prepared, when he saw this scene, there was still an indescribable sadness welling up in his heart.

Pedal Pedal Ped From those gloomy buildings, one similar monster after another rushed out.

Some of them are of normal height, with two eyes, and some of them have the same height as previous monsters, with obvious giant height and one-eyed characteristics, but all of them are covered with dense black short hair.

"Sorry, rest in peace."

Grossell muttered under his breath, and flecks of light erupted from his body, turning into a storm and sweeping in all directions.

All monsters touched by the light spots, whether giants or humans, all of them burst into transparent flames, emitting a bright morning light that burned everything up.

Just like humans, the giants also pay attention to the earth.

This tradition derives from the giant king Ormir, whose parents were buried in the Decayed Forest, where Grossell was the caretaker.

But now there is no condition to bury these giants one by one, and even if they are buried, they may become new monsters.

So Grossell won't force it, purifying the bodies of these giants is the only thing he can do.

Ember stood by and watched it all silently, not trying to interfere.

For Grossell, it was not only to clear the way for them to move forward, but also to give his fellow citizens rest.

Yes, for Grossell, these monsters are also his compatriots. Even if they have become monsters, even if they have been dead for thousands of years.

Although Grossell has always been very aggressive and doesn't seem to care much about anything, he is actually as lonely as Shatas inside.

For these two 'ancients' who lived from the Second Age to the present, they have a serious lack of belonging to the present world. Châtas was trying to find her people, but why wasn't Grossell?

The reason why he agreed to Ember to help him explore the Giant Court was that he had a glimmer of hope that he could find other giants in the Giant Court?

Along the way, they encountered more than a dozen waves of monsters, each of which numbered at least a hundred. And the more this happens, the more intense Grossell's grief becomes.

Because thousands of tainted monsters correspond to thousands of giants who once lived here!

Halfway up the mountain, perhaps because there are not many 'aborigines' here, the frequency of monster attacks began to decrease.

And they finally came to the area where the twilight shrouded them—

The huge towering building stands quietly in the frozen dusk, and there is no sound around it, as if it were just an oil painting, a huge oil painting with a strong sense of epicness.

In the frozen twilight, a new hope emerged in Grossell's heart.

The monsters of Godforsaken come from the deep darkness.

And thousands of years have passed, and the Giant Court is still frozen in the twilight.

Does this mean......

"Maybe there are still living giants in the Giant Court?"

As soon as such a thought came to his mind, Grossell was once again poured cold water on reality.

Because in that frozen twilight, the rotting monsters that rushed out of the buildings that were still intact were still there. They had no reason, but instinctively rushed towards them when they saw a living person.

Ember saw Grossell, who had dealt with another wave of rotten giants, become more and more silent, and asked with concern:

"Are you okay?"

Grossel was silent for a moment, and then showed a familiar and honest smile:

"Luckily, I thought it would be like this."

Ember thought for a moment and spoke:

"This reminds me of Arnoor Lund, and you can understand it as the court of giants from another world."

"In the eyes of mortals, Arnoor Lund is the royal city, the capital of the gods, and the place of the gods."

"The gods who rule the world are tall, but they are much shorter than giants, about two and a half meters."

"The Protoss once defeated the ancient dragon as the master of the world in the ancient dragon hunting war and became the new ruler."

At this point, Ember paused suddenly.

"And then?"

Grossell asked subconsciously.

Ember chuckled, shook his head, and said:

"Later, the Protoss declined, and the God King, who led the Protoss to glory, fed the fire with his body. The new ruler did not understand the hearts of the people, and excluded the old subordinates left behind by his father, which made the hearts of the gods disheartened. ”

"In addition, the other gods were not willing to accept his notice, and after the death of the old god king, they left Arnoor Lund one after another to establish kingdoms around the world and rule over mortals."

"And Arnoor Lund, although the symbolic meaning of being the capital of the Protoss is still there, it has long since lost its former status."

"Even Ge Wendelin, who has ruled the Protoss for countless years and is the heir of the Old God King, was imprisoned by a plant and swallowed by a puddle of mud."

"By the time the end of the world comes, there are not even a few living people left of the Protoss who once ruled the world."

"And the surviving Protoss are also those who were once exiled by the Protoss."

"Compared to the Protoss, the Giants are lucky enough."

"At least not all giants have died together with the Giant Court, and there are still many giant bloodlines left in the Northern Continent."

Grossell scratched his head, he had been in Beckland for a while.

I heard rumors about the Fersak Empire in the north -

The people there regard themselves as descendants of giants, and the true giants enjoy a high status there.

Even the god of war they believe in, the giant hall of the dusk of the kingdom of God seems to be a building prepared for giants. The god of war may be a giant in his own right, and there may be a large number of giants living in his divine realm.

Grossel thought for a moment and said seriously:

"Back in the Northern Continent, I want to take a trip to the Vorsack Empire."

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether the people there really had giant blood, whether there were really living giants.

Ember smiled:

"It's your freedom."

As they moved forward, the rotten giants roamed the roads or rushed out of different buildings, more and more, and became stronger and stronger, but there was still no level above the demigods.

This allowed them to easily break through the blockade and interception of these monsters, and came to an area that was extremely quiet, without any sound, and made people's scalps tingle.

Grossel hummed:

"I know how to go, follow me."

Grossell recalled the memories in his mind and continued along the street, which was a little dilapidated but still familiar.

After a while, a large stone staircase appeared in front of them.

It is grayish-white as a whole, but dyed with an orange glow, which is both brilliant and silent.

Each level of this ladder is relatively high, and it is obviously not intended for ordinary people.

On top of the huge staircase is the city wall so majestic that you have to look up to see the top of it, and there are many signs of destruction and burning on it, and in some places there are arrows of ordinary tree thickness, several meters long, causing some of the stones to collapse.

In the middle of the wall is a gate dozens of meters high, its color is more grayish blue, there are golden nails inlaid on it, and there are two guards standing outside who can create a strong sense of oppression just by looking at it.

They were five or six meters tall, wearing delicate and sturdy silver full-body armor, one holding a large sword, the other holding a giant axe to the ground, and behind each of them there was a cloud of orange-red light, like a single eye.

Grossell looked at the towering walls with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

Even for giants, this is not an easy area to set foot in.

Luckily, Grossell's responsibilities allowed him to come and go as often.

(End of chapter)