Wendell is a seeker of light—and possibly the last of them. As a person who is looking for the remnant light in the Nine Kingdoms, he is far older than the requirement, his body is too old, his spirit is already weak, and every part of his body is constantly reminding him that he is no longer suitable to participate in this expedition, and he can only usher in the end of dying far away.

However, he resolutely left the warm and comfortable Twilight City and embarked on this journey with no return.

And it's the second departure.

Wendell once challenged a journey to find the light, and he was accompanied by twenty-eight companions - half of whom died of a deadly demonic disease shortly after crossing the first rainbow bridge, and the rest died in the deadly poisonous fog of Niflheim. Halfway through the journey to find the light, Wendell and one of his remaining teammates barely escaped back to the Twilight City, and the only one died tragically in nightmares and throbs on the third day back home.

But the ancestors had mercy, and Wendell survived, and has lived in good health to this day.

Hundreds of lightseekers have set out in the long nights since the heavens and the earth were gone, and the world has been shrouded in scorching darkness, and hundreds of seekers of light have set out in the long nights, diving into the darkness and searching the devastated wreckage of the world in search of the bleak remnants of the apocalypse, but no one has ever brought back the true good news. The vast majority of Light Seekers are like Wendell's friends, reduced to rotting corpses in the twisted wasteland, and it is difficult to preserve even the whole corpse, and the very few Light Seekers are lucky enough for Wendell. They fled back to their shelter in disarray before they were completely consumed by the darkness, and spent the rest of their lives trembling and telling others about the deadly shadows of the darkness and the painful radiation. No one will laugh at the lightseekers who are frightened and flee back. Because it takes a lot of courage just to step out of the Twilight City, and those who can go through a long night of adventure and come back alive. Their survival is a commendable feat in itself.

Of all the Light Seekers, Wendell was the only one who returned alive from the night, only to set out on the journey again.

Some say he's a madman, others praise his courage and think that his almost irrational spirit of challenge is comparable to that of the Enheria of antiquity, but Wendell dismisses all of these evaluations, and he embarks on his journey for only one reason: to fulfill a promise he made with his wife in his youth: to find the remaining glimmer of light in the long night.

So when he realizes that he has only one chance left for the rest of his life, and that there will probably never be a new team of Light Seekers in the Twilight City. He volunteered to sign up for the last expedition, and in the eyes of the madman in the eyes of others, he set off with a blessed amulet.

This final team set off from the Twilight Capital, consisting of only twelve men—the smallest Lightseeker expedition ever made. They followed the route left by their predecessors, navigating the wreckage of the Nine Kingdoms, searching for life and signs of the long night's receding in every way possible.

Everywhere they went, however, all they could find was rotting and twisted earth and demonic air, and the remnants of Eugudolahir's branches grew in and out of the horrific wreckage of the world, but no elven springs flowed from them. As the Book of Doom says: The branches of the World Tree are diseased and dying. The Nine Kingdoms collapsed, the entire universe has long been extinguished, and the human beings who are still alive cannot reverse their fate.

One by one, his teammates fell, and the strongest Bonem was radiated to death because he accidentally lost his amulet. The brave Andrew fell into the depths of the cracks in the earth, and Helena died, disappearing into the gate as she crossed the Jotunheim Rainbow Bridge. But she never came from the other side of the gate: the space storm engulfed her. In the end, only Wendell and Tanarosa were left in the team, but Tanarosa did not survive today.

"Maybe I won't be able to survive it." Wendell huddled in his tiny camp. His old body was wrapped in leather, and he felt his heart being scorched with flames. But there was a biting coldness on the skin, a sign that magic energy had invaded the nervous system. He felt a little ironic: the last step in the line was actually himself, and those who were younger, more agile than him, and stronger than him died before him.

Maybe it was the experience of participating in a light-seeking trip and his adaptability to magic that allowed him to live a few more days, but that's it.

Another cold crept in, Wendell subconsciously wrapped himself in leather, and he looked at his threaded cane and the compass hanging from it, the pointer on the compass was spinning wildly, and the threaded cane was full of cracks. He knew that he was lost, shortly after burying Tanarosa, and he had some regret: if it weren't for this last obstacle, perhaps he would still have had a chance to reach Asgard, and although he was sure that he would die of radiation sickness in a short time even if he did reach Asgard, he would at least be able to see the land of legends with his own eyes to confirm the facts that had sustained him all the way here:

Whether Asgard survived.

Wendell struggled to remove the blackened piece of parchment from his bosom, and there was only a scribbled sentence on the parchment:

“…… Asgard ...... There is light. ”

The paper was found by his team as they traveled through Vat Alheim, held to the chest by a dried corpse dressed in the Lightseeker's gear, which Tanarosa believed to be a member of the expedition that had been wiped out a hundred years ago: the Lightseekers who had set out a hundred years ago were considered to be the most likely to successfully search all the kingdoms in history, and the Twilight Capital had placed almost all hope on them, but none of them survived, which indirectly led to the "Lightseekers" The end of this particular group.

Based on the note, Tanarosa speculated that the Light Seekers who disappeared a hundred years ago had managed to reach Asgard, the last wreck of the Nine Kingdoms, and found evidence of survival there, but the team did not live to bring the good news back to the Twilight Capital.

It was the contents of this note that kept Wendell going until this moment, he no longer had the luxury of returning to the Twilight Capital, he only hoped to at least see Asgard, even if he climbed over it - well, he regretted it for the rest of his life.

However, at present, it seems that regret is about to turn into regret after all.

Another hallucinatory chill came from all directions, and Wendell felt his mind sink into the abyss, and he tried to wrap the leather around his body again, but this time he couldn't even control the movement of his fingers. As his eyelids darkened, he felt as if he had returned to the Twilight City, to the cramped city covered in a yellowish film of light, filled with the smell of engine oil, and filled with steam and soot. His little workshop appeared before him again, and his dear Sasha came to life, standing at the door of the workshop, wearing an old apron, looking at it with a sad face.

He struggled to reach out, but felt his vision narrow, darken, and eventually, everything was gone.

However, in the last seconds before he completely sank into darkness, a glimmer of light appeared in the distance.

A detection probe found the lost, and Hao Ren and his party finally arrived at the other party's side before it was too late.

They found this humble little camp in the wilderness, hundreds of kilometers from the Rainbow Bridge, and there was only one small camp in which there was only a rickety, frail old man wrapped in shabby leather. The old man was suffering from a high fever, his skin was glowing with an abnormal bluish sheen, and his breathing was faint as if it was about to disappear at any moment, and the old mage Anthony immediately judged that this was a serious symptom of demonic erosion.

"He's dying," Anthony said as he set up a barrier around the camp to keep out the magic, "but not completely dead, give me a little time, and I can pull him back from the line of death." ”

As soon as the barrier against demonic energy was erected, the frail unconscious old man's condition was immediately stabilized, and although it was far from improving, it was at least temporarily free from the threat of death. While the old mage was busy arranging various purification circles, Vivien stepped forward to check on the old man's condition, and she was surprised to find that it was a human.

Although there are some differences from the humans on Earth today - this may be the result of living in a mutant environment for a long time - the old man is indeed a human being.

"How did he survive in this environment until now?" Vivien felt incredible.

Galadrow searched around the old man and found something that emitted magic fluctuations: "Probably the effect of this amulet, I just sensed that this thing forms a barrier, which continuously filters the magic energy and poisonous gas in the air, but its effect seems to be almost over, and the filtering effect is very bad." ”

Hao Ren took the talisman and said casually: "It seems that this is the 'Light Seeker'." ”

And at this moment, under Anthony's full treatment, the dying old man finally gradually recovered and slowly opened his eyes. (To be continued.) )