A gloomy sky.

The dark clouds were heavy, the drizzle was drizzling, and the cold air was mixed with mist, covering the dimly lit forests.

A long wind with a bloody smell passed through the forest, causing the branches and leaves of trees to sway, revealing a narrow path trampled out by wild animals.

The road is difficult to walk, and the moist soil in the rain is like a swamp, which can firmly bite the soles of those who come and go. Coupled with the rugged mountains and possible beasts, even the most experienced loggers and hunters will not be willing to pass here at this time.

But there are always some people who are forced to move forward.

A tired girl with red hair and sharp ears and a pair of dragon wings on her back was stumbled and walked hard along the beast path towards the front.

There was a deep bone-visible knife wound on her right arm. The wound was burned by high temperature and turned into a mixture of blood scabs and charcoal. There was a big hole in her abdomen that was almost transparent to the front and back. You could see the wriggling internal organs. The wings on her back were also covered with arrow wounds. The wing membrane had been completely torn apart, and you could even see one or two arrows that had not been pulled out were trapped in the flesh and blood.

The girl was so seriously injured, even if she died immediately, she could still grit her teeth and move forward desperately on this path. Not only that, as time passed, the girl's injuries seemed to be getting lighter and lighter. In just over a dozen minutes, most of the lighter scars had healed.

Not long after, the dragon-winged girl stopped. She felt that her wings were numb and itchy, so she simply frowned and stretched out her hand to pull out the arrow embedded in the flesh. A stream of black blood was spraying out. It turned out that most of the wounds on the girl's wings had healed, and the regenerated muscles squeezed the arrow, which made it numb and itchy.

"It's up to you again that I can escape..."

The girl touched the robe on her body intricately. The ancient white robe was releasing a faint light at this time. The light was extremely pure and holy. It gently brushed across the girl's body and healed all the wounds on the girl's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The injury gradually improved, and the girl began to trek through the mountains and forests again, walking towards the depths. The dense forests in the rain were extremely depressed. The branches and leaves of tall trees were like thick umbrellas, completely isolated from the flowing wind, leaving only the wet and humid rain. The soft mud under her feet was absorbed on the soles of the shoe, making it take more effort to lift her feet every time. The deep in the dark forest was even more chaotic, as if the sound of some creatures moving was terrifying.

But the dragon-winged girl was not afraid of these. She looked in the direction where the sound came and showed an expression that she thought was fierce. This expression was probably not scared by a five-year-old child outside, but at the same time, a power from the dragon was also pressing towards that direction.

Suddenly, the dull forest boiled, like a calm lake with a huge rock thrown, and countless strange-shaped black birds with three feet flew out of the branches and leaves. You could also hear the sound of beasts rushing to step on the fallen leaves and escaping towards the distance.

Although it is not the dragon's might of a purebred dragon, the pressure from the top of the food chain is still very useful even if it is a little weaker.

Moreover, this dragon power not only drives away the beasts, it also seems to awaken something.

The dark forest suddenly began to wriggle. This was not a description, but a real reality. Just the second second after the dragon-winged girl gave out the dragon power, the originally quiet mountain forest suddenly began to move like a living thing. The ground was undulating, and countless traces of tree roots were intersecting each other.

"Shirja Faraguni, you shouldn't be here."

Finally, a ball of twisted and coiled tree roots emerged from the ground, mixed with soil to form a huge semi-human shape more than ten meters high. At the head of this huge tree man, a dark green flame was burning in the black one-eyed sockets. It said to the dragon-winged girl in front of him in a low voice, "The Unknown Forest of the Unknown River does not welcome you and the pursuers behind you..."

The tree man who was about to drive away the uninvited person suddenly stopped talking.

Because the girl named Hilya took out a gem that emitted a warm light.

This is a translucent sea water drop-shaped gem with a hazy luster like water mist flowing on it, and the colorful light like a rainbow is refracting in the water mist, making it look extremely gorgeous.

"The great king of the forest, the master of the swamp, Lord Urbandeni, I am willing to offer this seed of holy stone in exchange for your shelter."

Hilya's voice was a little dry and hoarse. The white robe could heal her injuries, but it could not bring the lost blood back to her body. After saying this, she simply threw the gem in her hand to a giant tree man named Urbandeni.

The tree man also took the gem. It stared at the gem with its one-eye as if it contained a sea. It was almost condensed by pure energy and was silent for a long time.

Finally, it sighed humanely and shook its head.

"…The King of Anchuan cannot refuse your offering."

The hand made up of countless tree roots sunk a small mouth, allowing the sea gems to enter his body. The huge tree man turned his head, and the dark green flames looked at the girl. It said in a rumble voice: "I am different from you, flesh and blood, and will never violate your own principles. Your offerings please me, so I will protect you for twenty days."

"But remember, the little girl with dragon blood is only twenty days."

As he spoke, the huge tree man gradually disintegrated and returned to countless tree roots and retracted into the earth. However, the magic power shook the atmosphere and still made a low voice like thunder: "The army of the dead will arrive at the edge of the forest in three days. You must stay in the deepest part of the forest, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."

"Yes, Lord Urbandeni."

After hearing the other party agree, Hilya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She softened her body and leaned against the big tree behind her.

The girl was extremely tired, and the enemy's pursuit for many days had already exhausted her. However, now she has arrived at the few neutral shelters in the dark world of the Dark River Forest, so within twenty days, her safety will be guaranteed at the minimum.

Just when the red-haired dragon-winged girl looked about to fall asleep immediately, the voice of the huge tree man sounded again in the forest.

"A piece of advice, the girl of dragon blood."

At this time, Urbandeni's tone had become much softer: "In this era of the dead shadow Su Sheng, a demon dances around, a person is useless. Why don't you go to the gathering places of survivors in the west and fight against those monsters with them?"

But Shirya didn't reply, something unexpected happened suddenly.

She looked at the robe on her body with a little helpless look, her expression full of confusion.

On the white and simplistic robe, somehow, a series of conspicuous silver light patterns suddenly lit up. These light patterns were extremely complex. They overlapped with each other and finally gathered into several simple rune patterns that contained infinite mystery. These patterns were emerging layer by layer, white, silver, green and Wu, and four different lights, and finally gathered into a holy white light.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Urbandeni seemed to have noticed something. Countless tree roots were tangled, and the huge tree man condensed from the ground again. It stretched out his hand, as if trying to stop the girl's robe from moving.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"call------"

Accompanied by the roaring sound of the long wind passing through the mountains and rivers and swamps, the entire mountain forest shook for a moment. A dazzling beam of light centered on the dragon-winged girl and shot towards the sky. In an instant, it penetrated the dark clouds and reached the end of the world.

"Another...again again?"

Shirya pressed her forehead and looked at her spontaneously running robe. She encountered something similar a year ago. That time, the robe, which suddenly became active, spontaneously used almost endless magic to eliminate the army of dead shadows chasing her, causing the angry enemy to send several times the pursuit team that was several times the previous one, allowing her to escape to flee to this day.

But now... Hilya looked up and looked at the holy pillar of light centered on her, and there was a vague premonition in her heart.

If the last time was some kind of magical resonance.

Then this time, it was my mysterious robe passed down from my ancestors, who was actively calling.

"I am saved because of you and because of you."

Because of this pure white robe, the girl who has been running forever since the catastrophe, muttered to herself in a tone of hatred or confusion: "But I still don't know why..."

"How many secrets are there behind you..."

The huge tree man stared at the pillar of light, retracted his hand, and then whispered to himself in a tone of unknown emotion, "...the light of the holy."

Another world, a few days later.

The black-haired warrior asked his weapons to do it themselves to clean the black dragon beside him, but he stood aside and looked at the urgent news received by the communication officer in his hand.

"What's the matter? You need to use a special urgent communication?"

Joshua opened the envelope strangely and glanced at the short lines of words on it.

——The target world, the things inherited by the fourth sage have resonated with each other and actively issued coordinates.

After verification, the authenticity of the coordinates can be confirmed 100%.

He lit the letter paper casually and turned into a ball of green smoke. Joshua stood there thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?"

No. 3 in the air floated in front of the warrior. She looked at the corner of the black-haired man's naturally raised mouth and asked curiously: "Why do you look so happy?"

"nothing."

Replying casually, Gioshua looked up and looked at the rare clear sky of Moldavia.

The sun in the northern region was not hot, but it was very dazzling, but the warrior just looked at the sun like this. The burning fire in his eyes could not be suppressed even by the dazzling sunlight.
Chapter completed!