"Believers are allowed to exist as awakened beings, but they are not allowed to produce gods."

"What kind of fantasy world has a weird setting......"

At night, Lindsay was already on the road in search of meteorites.

He thought of Hongyue's advice to him, and he still couldn't understand the relationship in his mind.

Gods are born in the faith, and the gods rule and enslave the world, and finally they are defeated by the strong.

Such a logical relationship is clear to Lindsay.

But after all this, the Believers faction did not perish, and even remained one of the largest Awakened schools in the world.

Such a result will inevitably make some people think about it.

Come to think of it.

Lindsay subconsciously glanced at his bag.

The Ancestral Spirit Core is an icon that will not change inside, and it is honest at the moment, and there is no targeted change because of the dialogue between Lindsay and Red Moon.

Lindsay blinked, shrugged her shoulders:

"That's just as well."

"If it were that dangerous, the expedition wouldn't have used this thing as the centerpiece of the lighthouse and left it in this border town."

……

With curiosity about ancestral spirits, and a desire for meteorites.

Lindsey embarks on a new round of solitary wilderness.

Although it is also going east, this time it is a little further north, so it is a little staggered from the way to the world border.

On the first day, Lindsay moved away from the border town and into the forest.

Due to the recent campaign to eradicate the monsters in the town, Lindsay hardly encountered any wild monsters on the first day, summoning snow wolves to keep vigil for him, and on the second day, he didn't see any traces of battle around.

The next day, Lindsay walked through an oak forest.

At his current speed, a full day had passed, and it had exceeded the limits of what hunters could normally do.

Although there is still no trace of the monster.

But some of the animals that are active in the winter have been able to share their flesh and enrich Lindsey with food in the wild.

When she woke up on the third day, Lindsay finally saw the corpse of the monster.

At the feet of the snow wolf, who was in charge of the vigil, lay the corpses of two rotting leaf rabbits, a male and a female.

He goes up and activates the skill.

As luck would have it, I also collected a rabbit fur.

When evening came, he walked through the hill where the two rabbits had arrived.

A wasteland that should have been a swamp, but now frozen into an ice field due to the cold weather in winter, appeared in front of him.

The terrain is uneven, with unevenly distributed sheets of ice, as if broken glass, mixed with raised mounds and weeds.

It was here that Lindsay stopped.

He wasn't making it difficult to move forward in the frozen swamp, or because it was getting late.

But when he walked to the area.

In the cold winter winds, an almost static landscape unfolds into the distance.

In the vast swampy north, a wide lake was frozen into silvery-white ice, and at the moment it shimmered in the sun.

This silver carpet, although not so much as to reflect the distant scene, also vaguely reflects a magnificent landscape.

It was a towering mountain range in the distance.

The peak, from two-thirds of its height, begins to be covered with a thick line of snow, which looks like a huge white stone fort.

Among them, there are black rocks, which peek out from the peaks.

Reflected by the last rays of the setting sun, the color is hard and resolute, creating a striking contrast to the white snow line nearby.

Look up again.

The pure white of the top of the mountain range is also reflected by the setting sun on a crown, creating a striking effect of light and shadow.

The magnificent and pristine scenery made Lindsay lose words for a while.

“……”

"If there was such a place in the previous life."

"There will be countless people who come here just to see this scenery."

"Let's set up camp here tonight!"

After the emotion, the night gradually came.

Lindsay lit a campfire and prepared food, and the light could only illuminate a small area around him.

Instead, it is a snow-covered mountain peak in the distance.

Under the light of the stars, it becomes even more mysterious and exciting.

When it was time to fall asleep, Lindsay ran into a little trouble.

The temperature of the campfire melted the frozen swamp, and the camp was reduced to a lump of mud with no room to lie on!

Lindsay didn't want to continue looking for a flat place.

In the end, I had to lay a wooden floor, and I finally fell asleep.

Waiting until the next morning, Lindsey set off again.

Around the frozen swamps, there is little animal activity.

His footsteps echo in the silent world like a symphony of solitude, and the white mist from his breath records the time spent in the swamp.

Lindsay departing in the morning.

Finally arrive at the foot of the mountain range at around 3 pm.

At this moment, he looked up, and it felt something subtle and peculiar.

In the distance, the mountains looked tall and continuous, but when you reached the bottom of the mountain, you looked up and seemed to be lower.

Lindsay knew it was psychological, but she couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

"Hehe......"

"At this height, I'll almost be able to climb to the top of the mountain tonight."

Leaving behind the rhetoric, Lindsay confidently began to climb upwards.

The first part was just like a normal mountain climb, and it didn't cause him any trouble.

Wait until he crosses two-thirds of the way up the mountain.

After coming to the location covered by the snow line.

From here, every step forward will lead to deep snow, and the slippery and soft ground under your feet will make it easy to lose your balance.

Lindsay was forced to switch to the sleigh she had used.

This makes the climb a little less difficult.

But soon, the slope of the mountain became steeper and steeper.

When we reached the last few hundred meters, a stretch of almost vertical cliffs lay in front of Lindsay.

These were the black rocks he had seen at the foot of the mountain last night.

“……”

"If only my silk hooks were still there."

Remembering the equipment she had consumed, Lindsay pulled out her dagger and began to climb up the rocks.

The last few hundred meters are the most time-consuming.

It was only after the setting sun once again cast its orange-yellow glow on the mountain peak at his feet that Lindsay finally reached the top of the mountain.

He stood on top of the mountain, as if the sky was close at hand.

Turning his head to look behind him, endless forests and rolling hills block the view, but the border towns and the edge of the world are hidden.

Look to the right.

The snowfields that spread up from the Black Mountain were quietly crawling on the ground, as if they were right under Lindsay's eyes, whispering about the invasion of the power of the dragon beast.

"According to the world scale of the hidden frontier, this place should be almost ......"

Lindsay was still analysing where she was and what terrain she would face next.

But just after he had crossed the highest point of the mountain range.

The situation that appeared under his eyes immediately stopped all the reverie in his mind:

"This ...... Crater? ”

(End of chapter)