2699 in the Carthyrian calendar.

It was supposed to officially end on the fifth day after the end of winter.

Now, however, everything has changed.

The people's sleep was interrupted by a sudden tremor, and when they left their beds and rooms in terror and hurried out into the street, they saw a terrifying picture of the sky being torn open and unsettling strange colors spreading out of the cracks.

The process is incredibly slow.

So much so that everyone was able to raise their heads and observe it.

The dark shadow was like a nightmare that had descended from another time and space.

It seemed so perverse, like a massive entity slowly emerging from people's nightmares, and like the boundless evil of those weird and eerie legends that cast a malicious gaze at the real world.

For those who live on the Lowe Plateau and the Plains of the Goddesses, the impact of this mutation is more obvious and immediate.

The individual hunters who lived in the mountains and forests did not evacuate with Waterl's army, and when they came to the open area to look after the violent earthquake, they involuntarily let out a panicked cry, and they found that the craggy hills that had once served as an important buffer between the Lowe Plateau and the Goddess Plains had now completely disappeared.

In the criss-crossed broken area, which was composed of countless exaggerated cracks of large and small, strange cold light seeped out, they looked like translucent crystals floating out of the ground, and inside the light and shadow, there would even appear strange shadows of different sizes, some of them looked like human shapes, but many more, had strange outlines that were difficult for people to understand.

The shadows slowly floated upwards and moved, as if to reach the gloomy shadows in the sky through the light that converged together.

In the face of such a strange spectacle, both humans and elves, they only felt that their legs were weak and could no longer stand normally, but when they returned to their rooms in helplessness and tried to ask for help from their gods, something even more terrible happened.

They found that the statue of the goddess Mel began to crumble, the flame of life enshrined in the small ceremonial hall was extinguished, the golden oil paint on the god of wealth and commerce had lost its luster, and the eyes of the giant eagle of the plateau had dimmed from the bright crystals......

With the appearance of the shadow in the sky, all the images that used to be the spiritual sustenance of the inhabitants of Van En were cast over a thick haze, and the solid faith began to be tested, and the deep colors in the air, which continued to expand, continued to attack people's nerves.

At the same moment, within the capital of the kingdom of St. Steele, located in the north, a carnival began.

The members of the Black Sun Society, dressed in robes painted with the emblem of the black sun, took to the streets and bowed and prayed to the distant shadows, and they began to unscrupulously remove all traces of the gods that belonged to the gods of Van'n, including ancient statues, elaborate carvings and frescoes, and tiny architectural decorations.

Everywhere they cleared, they hoisted the emblems and flags that symbolized the Black Sun and the ancient gods directly with the help of the royal guards, and not only that, but in the squares of many cities of Saint-Steele, high-ranking members of the Black Sun Society appeared.

Under the auspices of one large-scale ritual after another, countless blasphemous black sun rituals descended from the void, and then, the miniature black sun phantoms slowly rose under the call of these spellcasters, and they were suspended directly in the center of the city, occupying those important landmarks, casting a mysterious and oppressive color over every building and street.

People instinctively want to fight against this grotesque behavior, but when they look directly at the illusion of the Black Sun or the Black Sun, strange visions from ancient times begin to appear in their minds frequently.

Although the images look bizarre, they are so rich in detail that it is impossible to question their authenticity......

And not only in Saint-Steele.

With the appearance of black shadows in the sky, another new wave of Black Sun faith frenzy began to erupt in various parts of Van En .

On this day, it was finally learned that the legends and prophecies about the black sun were true.

At the very least, they are more real than all the gods they have believed in in the past.

On the border of the Duchy of Boult, in a village that was considered a temporary settlement, Frey Meyer poked his head out of the car window amid the panicked cries of the people, and he looked at the sky with an ominous black shadow, his eyes flickering slightly, but he did not fall into fear and confusion like the others.

He stared at the dark shadow for a moment, as if he were confronting his own enemy, and after a few moments, he closed his eyes, erasing the confusion in his mind that had been caused by the vision, and then he picked up the magic megaphone and began to shout loudly to the members of the Dawn Society around him.

"Stay awake, stay calm! Comrades-in-arms! ”

"This is just the beginning, not the time to be afraid!"

"Do what we have in our own hands!"

……

The illusion of the past coincides with the spectacle in front of us.

The black shadows that grow, the sky that has lost the warmth of the sun, the busy office, the city of Salem in flames......

When Xiuge looked at the sky, countless chaotic images burst out from the depths of his mind again.

The images of memories that had been deposited for a long time were once again scattered in all directions in the violent disturbance, and Xiuge's ability to think almost stopped at this moment, and he stared at the black cloud that was growing larger.

At this time, Xiuge seemed to have returned to a distant afternoon.

He remembers that during the interview, he saw the earliest concept poster in this way, when the development of the "Black Sun Era" had just begun, and all the stories and backgrounds related to it were just an empty shell, and the poster was just the work of insiders......

Now, however, it has become so clear, concrete, and hideous.

The roar was incessant, and as the cracks continued to spread, a small half of the city of Salem had fallen into the bottomless abyss, and inside these massive cracks, strange rays of light began to seep out, and they looked so similar to the light that pierced the sky.

Xiuge's spiritual world was in turmoil, perhaps because of the overdraft of his magical power, perhaps because the arrival of the Black Sun had affected him too much, or perhaps because the strange light that had spread into the city of Seren contained some kind of terrifying power......

In short, Shuge was now extremely tired.

He forcibly turned his head away from looking at the scene behind him, for fear that he would forever fall into the obsession and fear of the black sun.

The weakened and chaotic magic could no longer support the activities of the Kalon Tentacles, so the black tentacles that supported his body and helped Shug continue his journey disappeared, and he could only stagger towards the end of the road ahead, where the magic signal had been raised.

There was a violent crunch sound from the magic disc, and after a long period of overload and overdraft, the crystal that had also accompanied Xiuge for a long time, and then turned into a green heart under the influence of the "Walking Forest" finally shattered, and the powder was evenly sprinkled in every crevice of the disc, and its light continued to flow outward along the lines on the disc, as if to open up a new world.

However, Shuge now has no time to pay attention to this change.

He rounded the still burning wreckage of the airship, climbed the crumbling bricks with his cane, and then struggled to squeeze his way through the rubble of the walls......

It was just a few simple actions, but it also tortured him.

In his drowsiness, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Hoarse and catchy.

Shuge turned his head in the direction from which the voice came, but the images and colors in front of him were chaotic, and he only felt as if a shadow was running in his direction, and he reached out in that direction, but his body lost his balance because of it.

Luckily, just as he was about to fall, the figure was already in front of him.

He fell into a soft embrace covered in dust.

Wei Lin strained to support the fallen body in front of her, she could feel the incomparably chaotic magic in the other party, and she could also feel the lingering exhaustion, but before she could speak, a faint, somewhat distorted voice squeezed out of Xiuge's mouth.

"Don't look at the sky, let's go ......"

After saying that, he was silent, and the weight of the whole person was completely pressed on Wei Lin's body.

With these words, Verin managed to recover from her violent mood swings, and she immediately waved to the other survivors who were staying at the gates, signaling everyone to evacuate immediately, and with the help of Mage Valery, she carried Shug onto the old-fashioned crystallization car.

Soon, amid the continuous crumbling sound of the city of Salem, the last convoy embarked on its own escape journey under the gaze of the unformed black sun.

After all, the task of driving fell to Master Valery.

Verin sat in the back seat with Shug, her head resting on her lap, her eyes full of worry.

Shuge seemed unconscious, but strangely, his eyes remained open.

At some point, his eyes became as dark and deep as the black sun in the sky, and the strange mist kept rolling and overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Vilene saw the mist climb and stretch down Shuge's face, eventually forming a dark, smooth mask that covered his face.

……

Sleep is not restless.

With a violent shaking, the drowsy consciousness slowly awakened.

In the cage dragged by a small earth dragon, a large number of intricate and delicate blue magic patterns floated slowly, although they looked very light, but they contained some kind of extraordinary power, and it was these powers that made it impossible for the misty human form in the middle of the rough wooden cage to escape.

The dazed mirror messenger could only follow the team of countless races in a fixed direction.

In the sky, a huge black celestial body swayed with strange lights and shadows, and this huge eyeball that looked down on the whole of Vann seemed to know everything, but it didn't seem to care about the many things that happened in this world, at least the mirror messenger who had become a prisoner did not attract its attention.

The bumpy journey didn't last long, and the roads that had become muddy from the torrential rain were quickly replaced by compacted dirt roads, so the speed of the procession increased, and soon the smoke from the distant camp was close in sight.

The awakening of the Mirror Emissary attracted the attention of the Elven Guards, and soon, several specially dressed figures appeared nearby, they were spellcasters from different races, and as they worked together, the cage that imprisoned the Mirror Emissary was slowly removed, and then transported by them into a hidden basement.

The misty figure just stared blankly, curious about everything that was happening before it, the different races, their weapons and clothing, their language and habits...... These things always piqued its interest, and the only thing that made it uncomfortable was the strange patterns that floated nearby.

Instinct tells it that these forces can damage itself, and that it is a certain threat.

The basement was empty and empty, and the smooth rock embedded in the walls was also carved with a large number of patterns, and in such an environment, the mirror messenger found that he could no longer feel the presence of the black sun, and he was terrified.

I don't know how long it took for the basement door to be pushed open.

The sound of gentle footsteps came, and the human woman who had previously possessed great power and could not see her face reappeared, she slowly walked in front of the cage, her eyes projected from behind the floating blue phantom, and after quietly looking at the "dangerous existence" in front of her, she suddenly raised her hand, and her slender fingers shook slightly.

With this simple action, the cage of magic that bound the messenger in the mirror disappeared.

The freed Misty figure looked down at his body and shook his limbs slightly, as if trying to confirm his true condition.

This kind of action is like an ignorant and innocent child.

The woman standing in front of the cage seemed to be surprised and amused by the humanoid behavior in front of her, she shook her head slightly, and then raised her hand again, and another light blue light and shadow appeared, but this time, it did not hurt the messenger in the mirror again, but lightly connected the two sides inside and outside the cage.

The next moment, a gentle voice burst into the empty consciousness of the messenger in the mirror.

"Messenger of the Black Sun, you...... Why did it come about? ”

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