This time, Summer skipped the comparison of maps and directly informed Nornes of the conclusions of his previous analysis.

With experience, he explained the process more concisely, highlighting the key points, for example, summarizing what he had seen and heard at the seaside under the cliff, but did not mention what excuses he used to leave the team at that time, and finally recounted the experience of going back twice, but the time spent was shorter than the last time.

Nornes looked at him wordlessly.

If the first time Summer was able to preserve his memories and explain that Nornes was a direct offender of the taboo, it is now clear that he himself is special.

However, everyone has their own secrets, and now is not the time for infighting, so when Nornes asked Su Mo what he guessed about his specialness, and Su Mo answered honestly that he was not sure, he gave up on pursuing it for the time being.

No matter how many doubts there are, we have to wait until the matter is resolved, and at least for now, this is not bad news.

"Being able to retain memories that should have been revisited may be the key to breaking the game." "In this way, time regression is not all a taboo that makes us passive, but in a way, a bargaining chip that can be used to actively grab clues." ”

"It can be exploited, but it is not possible to pin all hope in this area, thus ignoring the danger of going back in time." Su Mo reminded, "At present, this space only interferes with our thinking ability, making us often make some low-level mistakes, but when the number of backtracks reaches a certain stage, it is likely to exert a deep influence, such as gradually being assimilated by space. ”

"Like that elf Laval?" Nornes asked.

“…… Be. ”

Su Mo paused and replied.

He knows some of the more hidden histories than Nornes.

For example, the three transcendent races of the pan-human camp, the elves, the blood clans, and the giants, all originate from the descendants of the remnants of the old days who survived the end of the world.

But at the same time, Sumo also knew very well that the first elf in history was the elven king Sunia Soleem, and the homeland of the elves was located in the Western Continent, and Laval could not be the original inhabitant of this place.

At least not a real remnant of the past.

This is the border between the Bloodline Territory and the Elven Territory, so Laval could only be an entrant of the same nature as them!

Nornes asked, "What do you think of Laval's passage?" ”

"My opinion," Sumer said, ......, "one, the master of this space was once a real human; Second, the object of His anger and hatred may well mean something else, and that the passage is not really spoken to us. ”

Nornes gave a subtle look: "You seem to know something?" ”

"Hmm." Su Mo smiled, "Some history that is older than ancient. ”

“……”

Now is not the time to ask, Nornes suppressed the growing doubts in his heart, but the importance and priority of Sue has advanced one place in his ranking.

He deliberated, "Then we need to avoid Prute and Laval?" ”

"At least we can't make any more head-on contacts."

As soon as he thought of the scene where he turned around without saying a word, Su Mo felt that his neck seemed to start to hurt as well.

Laval's move was clearly triggering the Instant Death flag, no, as long as he collided head-on with those two, there was only the option to go to BE!

That's how they go, it's already three weeks......

After a second of divergent thoughts, Su Mo sorted out his expression and spit out a word seriously: "Tribe." ”

"Their tribe is critical," he stressed. ”

So after spotting Prut and Laval as usual, Summer and Nornes no longer approached rashly, but stayed far behind.

They are ready to follow the two men to the mysterious "tribe".

Walking past the end of the rock bed, and then to the end of the lawn, facing the huge dark red sun on the sea level, Su Mo somehow remembered the "seal" pushed to the shore by the sea, remembered Laval's name "vampire seal", and remembered the mutilated corpse that did not have a trace of blood.

Prute and Laval's movements are stealthy and swift, their physical strength is very good, and they always maintain a constant speed, but they are still the speed of ordinary people.

When the dark red sun mostly sank to the sea level, they finally reached the "tribe".

Hundreds of meters away, after seeing their "tribe", both Summer and Nornes were surprised to varying degrees.

Nornes was surprised that the tribe, no, it shouldn't be called a tribe, what appeared in front of him was actually a rather prosperous town!

And this town is also quite strange, not only are the neatly laid out houses in shapes that Nornes has never seen before, there are no defensive walls around it, and you can vaguely see pedestrians walking in and out of the street like ants in the distance......

The strangest thing is that in this remote place in the wilderness, there is a bustling town standing inexplicably, like water without a source and a tree without roots, as if it was blown by the wind.

If the focus of Noons's surprise is the conflict of painting styles, then what surprised Summer was-

The familiar blue bricks and tiles in front of you are long alleys in the market.

Pruth and Laval reached the entrance of the town, and after a few words of conversation with the guards standing there, they joined the bustling crowd of the town.

Seeing their backs drift away and disappear like ants, Summer and Nornes also retracted their gaze and discussed their next choices.

“…… Without any pretense and straight into town? Puzzled, Nornes asked, "Is there any basis for this?" ”

"It's just a guess."

Su Mo's answer was very crisp.

"When we met Prute and Laval, their behavior was rather circuitous, and they even reserved a certain amount of respect for the arrogance of the Bloodline.

"So I think even if we enter the town openly, there is a high probability that we will not be directly attacked as soon as we come up.

"And, compared to a sneaky infiltrator......"

His voice was low:

"He might be a little more tolerant of a fair visitor."

……

People who live in this space seem to have much sharper perception than normal people.

Just like Prute and Laval before, they were able to spot the two bloodlines a hundred meters away, and after giving up the cover-up, the guards at the entrance of the town also quickly discovered the two strange guests.

The guard was a stout and tall man, and his face was also covered with a terracotta mask, a hideous, angry expression, but with a somewhat comical outline of the rough lines.

The guard, who was suspected of possessing the blood of giants, examined the two of them, and said angrily:

"Your Excellencies—welcome to Starfire."