This is a distant and vicissitudes of voice, with that ancient tone, in a trance, everyone seems to feel the breath of the ancient.

When he reacted, he found that on the other side of the dead tree, there was suddenly an extra figure.

It was a 'human' in a gray robe, taller than a normal human, and probably only up to his ribs when compared to Ingres's height.

The visitor was on a bony cane and wore a primitive totemic mask, and the whole person was filled with a simple but clumsy weirdness.

When Angels saw him, the sense of "calling" that surged up in his heart suddenly disappeared.

This made Ingres's mind move.

"Are you talking?, who are you?" Ingres looked at the totem mask.

"I am a remnant of the Ancient Ancients who is dying out, but has been pulled back from the silence by His Excellency the Savior, you may call me Wardel. After the totem mask finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Ingres.

Wardel's voice seemed to carry a warm power, and his actions seemed to release kindness, giving Ingres a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart.

"I always felt that someone was calling me...... Did you do it? By the savior in your mouth, you mean me?" said Ingre, who did not relax because of the intimacy, but became more vigilant.

"Yes, I have led Your Excellency the Savior here. Wardel lowered his head: "I can't leave the dark place, I can only call for Your Excellency through the general consciousness of the continent." ”

"Why do you call me a savior?"

"Your Excellency has given the power of the True Spirit to the Yuantan Continent and made it reborn from its overturn, which not only saved this continent, but also saved me. ”

Ingres's eyebrows furrowed, it was not unusual for this man named Wardle to know that he had released the power of his true spirit into this continent. However, he said that he had saved him, which made Ingres a little confused.

"I know what Your Excellency is doing, the passage out of the Yuantan Continent is in the Dark Lands, you can come with me. With that, Wardle suddenly cut through a dark spatial crack, and he walked in first.

The openings of the spatial cracks kept changing, like the hideous jaws of the Void Beasts, which made people feel intimidated.

"Shall we go in?" said Grewood, a little timidly.

Angel glanced at Boporta, who shook his head, "I can't tell if it's good or bad, but my luck told me that there shouldn't be any danger in this trip." However, the existence of being able to tear apart the space at will may also shield or even modify the results of the lucky spell. ”

Bobota put both the pros and cons in front of Ingres.

No one knows what the road ahead is, and the existing known information cannot make the "unknown" clear the fog.

Therefore, whether you want to go in or not can only look at the moment of your heart.

Angel pondered for a moment and said, "Go in." ”

As Bobota said, an existence that tears apart the space at will, and if you want to kill them, there is no need to be so complicated. Moreover, this man named Wardle pointed out their thoughts very accurately.

It is very likely that Wardle has been watching them.

And the reason why Ingres came here is to leave this continent?

If you want to get convenience, you can't hesitate, and you must face unknown risks.

Thinking of this, Angel stepped into the spatial rift first, Bopota followed closely behind, and Grevo, after hesitating for a moment, still clung to Olucia's soul and stepped in.

......

It's a dark wasteland.

It's not the same as the outside world, the only difference is that it's a little darker and it's not raining.

The air was a little humid, with the occasional wind blowing, with a chilling coldness to the bone.

Wardle stood in front of him, and when he saw Angel come in, he stretched out his withered hand and pointed into the distance: "Your Excellency the Savior, please come here." ”

Wardle said as he walked to the front and began to lead the way.

At some point, Wardle had a broken oil lamp in his hand, and the dim light shone a distance of two or three meters at most, making the surroundings even more silent.

"You don't have to keep calling me the Savior, my name is Angel. ”

Wardel paused, and continued to walk forward: "There are too many ancient people in the abyss, as long as they know your name, they will follow this clue and entangle you. Therefore, it is best not to give out your real name. ”

Wardel's gait was neither fast nor slow, and his tone was just right, making everyone feel comfortable.

Angel wanted to inquire about this topic and find out more information, but at this moment, a faint sobbing suddenly came from the darkness.

Ingres looked at the source of the sound, and saw that in the darkness, a phantus glowing green light slowly appeared.

It was a woman in a blood-red dress.

However, this woman's face was covered with green tendons, her eyes were pale and her expression was extremely hideous. The moment he saw them, he immediately changed from covering his face and sobbing to a piercing howl.

Terrifying ripples, carrying gusts of yin wind, are blowing in the face!

"The undead howl?!" Ingre's expression changed, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Because of the Nightmare Soul Body, he is actually immune to undead attacks, but the Pobota behind him is basically the same as a mortal, and it is easy to be affected.

The only thing that Ingres could think of was to use the "domain field" green veins to shield the ripples that came from it.

However, when his forehead hair had just been raised, and the green lines in his eyes had not jumped out, Wardl on his side took the bone scepter and gently touched it.

After a crisp sound, the surrounding ripples disappeared instantly, and the woman in the blood-colored dress ...... The undead, with a miserable cry in their mouths, were blown into the depths of the dark wasteland by a wind that blew for no reason.

Seeing that the female undead disappeared, the momentum emanating from Angel's body slowly dissipated, and the forehead hair fell down again, covering his right eye.

Wardle looked at the fleeting green light, and there seemed to be a fluctuating flicker in his eyes.

When everything calmed down, Ingres looked at Wardle with obvious vigilance and vigilance in his eyes.

Wardel didn't seem to be aware of it, and said lightly: "That undead has been wandering in the dark wasteland, and Ku Langdo has wanted to take her away many times, but I have refused. ”

"Because, she was my wife when she died. ”

The abrupt turn of events made Angel stunned. The reason why he looked at Wardle with more vigilance was because the appearance of this undead was too coincidental, and according to Wardl's ability to tear through space, it should be very simple to deal with an undead. But he allowed the undead to appear, which made Ingres wonder if Wardle had done it on purpose.

But when Wardle revealed the relationship between the undead and himself, there was an answer to these doubts.

"My wife, who did not tell me when she was about to die, secretly made an oath with an ancient one to stay with me forever. However, how could the Ancient One easily do her wish, and in the end, she became an undead spirit, wandering forever in this dark wasteland. ”

Wardle briefly explained the origin of the undead, and there should be some details in it, but Wardl didn't bother to mention it.

Ingres didn't know if what he said was true or not, but Ingres didn't feel the need to lie either.

At this time, Grewu suddenly said, "Is this female undead named Naia?"

Angel looked at Grewood, "You know?"

Grevu: "Lord Orucia went to meet the Cruel Scholar, and I went with him, and I stayed in the library there for all those years, and the butler of Tandin read me many stories, and there was one story with a plot similar to this one......"

Grewood looked at Wardle with confusion in his eyes.

"Cruel scholars have documented this? right...... After all, it was the Demon God of Evil Lust who had signed the oath with Naia, and he was heard to have a good relationship with the Cruel Scholar. Wardle paused, "That's right, my wife is Naia. ”

Despite some speculation, Wardle's pupils involuntarily shrank when Wardle admitted.

Gruwood couldn't remember exactly when the story took place, but it was certain that it was something that happened before the fall of the old gods.

That is to say-

"You're an ancient too?"

Wardel didn't answer immediately, but turned his head and continued to walk forward, holding the lone lamp.

After a long time, Wardle said: "I can survive because I have an inseparable bond with this continent. In fact, I am just a withered consciousness that remains to this day, with no freedom and no right to self-existence. ”

Warder's words, everyone didn't know how to pick them up.

However, from some of his words, some details can be deduced.

Previously, Wardle had said that Angel had saved him. At that time, Ingres didn't understand what it meant, but now it seems that Wardle meant that he and the mainland were both prosperous and loss-making, so there was an explanation.

After a moment of silence, Ingres broke the silence.

"You just mentioned Kurando...... What's the matter with him? What does this gift mean?" Angel rubbed the black feather in his hand, but he didn't feel anything unusual about it.

"Kulando was also born on this continent. The first thing Wardle said was a shocking revelation.

This death guide who terrified the demons and natives turned out to be born here?!

"Ku Langdo's background is closely related to this continent. You saved the Yuantan Continent, even if he doesn't say it, but when he thinks about it, he should be grateful. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left this feather to you. ”

"Is this, Raven Feather?" Ingres looked at the black feather in his hand.

"That's right, this crow feather contains the breath of death, a symbol of bitterness...... It's here. ”

Angel was about to listen to the effect of this black feather, but at this moment, Wardle suddenly stopped, pointed ahead and said, "This is the destination." ”

"Dark Place. ”