The terrain is flat, and since there is almost no vegetation, you can see far away at a glance.

"Even if it's called the Wasteland, it's too barren......" Riel looked around stunned, "not even a tree!?"

It's no wonder Riel couldn't believe that they were surrounded by barrenness, gravel and gravel as far as the eye could see, with no trees and just a few dry weeds.

The environment here is simply harsher than the desert...... The only difference from the desert is that it is not covered with yellow sand.

"The cold has killed too many animals. "And worst of all, it never rains here...... I have walked this road more than 100 times, and I have not seen a drop of rain. Without water, there is no life. ”

Further on, it seemed that even the weeds were gone, so the group temporarily decided to make a final rest here.

There was no dry wood to burn, so Cynthia and Alyssa took turns using magic to forcibly create flames to keep warm, and when the water was gone, they had to collect the snow, melt it, and boil it.

After resting like this for almost two hours, they continued on their way.

The road ahead was no longer suitable for using sleds as a means of transportation, but Rosari had already prepared for it, and somehow found two wheels and mounted them at the back of the carriage.

This large wild boar is not as smooth as a unicorn, plus there is a lot of gravel on the road, several people sit in the back and are shaken, if it is not to save some physical strength for Arthur, Alan really wants to change to Arthur's back, he would rather be cold outside than dizzy.

However, Arthur's condition is not much better, it does not like to go out in this kind of weather, the wind and snow will quickly wear out its physical strength, although it knows how to time travel, but the wind and snow make its vision very limited, and the distance it can move at a time is not far.

I don't know how long I ran like this, but the sky suddenly darkened.

Although he didn't know the exact time, it had only been an hour at most since they set off, so Alan was sure that it must not be dark yet, but he still clearly felt that the sky was darkening at a very unnatural rate...... It's like before a thunderstorm in summer, when dark clouds swallow up the sunlight in an instant.

"From now until we return here, it's night everywhere we go!" Rosaari's voice came from the front.

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Len peeked through the crack in the carriage and saw that he was holding something like a fishing rod in his hand, except that instead of bait, a magic lamp hung from the fishing line.

"Sit tight, I'm going to go full throttle!Hurry up and get home as soon as possible!" said Rosari, whipping the snow pig twice.

The speed was much faster all of a sudden, and several people had to hold on to everything they could around them to keep their bodies balanced. Originally, several of them were a little sleepy, but the bumpy road made it impossible for them to sleep at all.

It's an ordeal.

It wasn't until midnight that the car finally came to a slow stop.

"Guests, it's place!" Rosari shouted outside.

Several people were already exhausted, and Rare fell asleep ignoring the collision of his head against the guardrail......

They dragged their tired bodies out of the car, and found that it was pitch black in front of them, only a small orange light, hazy, floating motionless in the air like a lantern.

Rosaari's magical lights were so dim that they couldn't see anything clearly, so Cynthia and Alyssa had to create a flame of fire.

In front of me was a tree of incongruous proportions, and its appearance was somewhat strange and even deformed. It's not too tall, about a dozen meters long, and the branches are dense but the trunk is unusually thin, a bit like an open umbrella. Although the leaves had fallen off, there was a large cloud of mist hanging over it, making it look a little like a marshmallow.

They looked closely for a few moments before realizing that the orange light was actually a small flame that shot out through the mist, making it look a little flickering and faint.

Cynthia raised the flame in her hand a little higher to see what it was, but Rosari suddenly shouted nervously, "Stay away from it! it doesn't like it when you approach this tree with such a dangerous thing!"

"It!?" Alan immediately realized what Rosari was referring to.

I heard a clear birdsong, and the flame suddenly moved. It soared into the air, piercing the clouds and swooping down in front of them in an instant...... This is the golden-winged immortal bird, and the flame is emitted by the burning feathers on its head.

It hovered diagonally above their heads, between them and the Sun Tree, as if to prevent them from approaching. It screamed again, and flames spread from its head in an instant

The whole body is slowly turning red.

"Oops, it looks angry!" Rosari muttered, turning around and hiding behind the car.

As soon as Rosari finished speaking, several fireballs fell from the sky and smashed towards Allen and the others.

Several people opened their enchantments, fending off the attacks and retreating, but the undead birds remained unyielding, circling around them and breathing fire incessantly.

Alyssa tried to freeze it with ice magic, only to find that the ice crystals couldn't condense around it, and she realized that the source of the flames might be as unusual as those dragon flames.

However, it is not difficult to get it to stop attacking, it only has a noticeable fire attribute on it, and if Cynthia's lightning or Frey's flying stone can hit it, it should be able to successfully knock it unconscious...... It's just that the few of them glanced at each other, and they all chose to avoid hurting it as much as possible.

"Gotta find a way to calm its emotions!" Alan shouted. In order to relieve stress and save mana, he stood in front of them under the protection of the Dream Gate.

"It rarely attacks people, but now it seems to be getting angry more and more easily......," Rosari said, "and the last time I visited, I saw that it was flying around the tree and barking, looking restless and refusing to allow anyone to come near it." ”

"Rarely take the initiative to attack people?" Alan was stunned, "So that means, has it also taken the initiative to attack people?"

"That was a long time ago, and for a while there were a lot of people who came here to see it, and there were people who wanted to catch it, and since then it has become very vigilant, and only those of us who come to pick up leaves under the tree can be safe with him. "I think we'd better get out of here!" said Rosari, "and those who provoke it will not end well!"

However, Alan didn't say anything, but lowered his head and was silent for a moment before asking, "Then when did it start to become like this?"

"Hmm...... Probably after the leaves of this tree have fallen off. ”

"Ever since the leaves of this tree have fallen out...... That is, about three weeks ago?" Alan nodded lightly after hearing this answer, "I see......"

"Do you have any idea of a good idea?" asked Cynthia.

"There's no way yet, but ......," Alan hesitated for a moment and smiled, "but there's a guess...... Speculation about the tree, and about the bird......"

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