Chapter 444 The Scene of Another World (2/2)

The girl was extremely exhausted, her pursuit by the enemy for days having run her ragged early on. But now that she had arrived at the Dark Creek Forest, a neutral shelter that was rare in this dark world, her safety had the bare minimum assurance in twenty days.

However, just as the red haired-dragon winged girl looked prepared to sleep, the monumental treant voice resounded across the forest again.

”A word of advice, little girl with the blood of dragons.”

Urbandy's voice then appeared to have become much gentler. ”In this era where the Death Shadow awakens and demons rampaged, individuals amount to nothing. Why don't you head to the west and gather with the survivors to fend off those monsters?”

Hillya, however, did not reply, as if something unexpected happened—she looked bewilderedly on the gown over her body with a lost expression.

The stark white, unsullied but plain gown was shining for some reason. Stripes of compact silver light were overlapping each other, before gathering into several lines of rune circuits with endless mystery. The circuits then glowed in different shades—white, silver, green and colorless, before finally condensing into a cluster of holy white light.

”What are you doing? Stop!”

Apparently sensing something, countless roots amassed again as Urbandy the giant treant formed from underground. It extended its hand, as if to stop the unusual shift on the girl's gown.

However it was too late.

”Whooosh––”

A bellow resounded, as if created by the long winds that billowed through the mountain creek and swamp, while the entire mountain forest trembled once. Then, a blinding beam shot straight high above to the sky with the dragon winged girl at its center, penetrating the low-hanging black clouds within seconds and extended towards the edge of the world.

”A-Again?”

Hillya pressed down on her own forehead, and stared confoundedly on her gown that animated herself.

The same thing had happened almost a year ago. On that occasion, the suddenly-alive gown had autonomously emanated virtually endless light and completely wiped out the Death Shadow army that was chasing after her. Incensed, the enemy sent out a hunting party several times larger than the last one, causing her to flee haggardly for her life until today.

But now… Hillya looked up at the sacred beam that centered around herself, a hazy premonition within her heart.

If that last beam was a miracle caused by some mystical resonance.

Then this time, the mysterious and enchanted gown inherited from her ancestors was calling out to the distance on its own accord.

”I'm getting chased because of you, but also saved time after time because of you.”

The girl, having worn herself out running for her life since the Cataclysm no thanks to the white gown, mumbled with a voice that was not really distinct between loathing and perplexity. ”But until now, I still don't know why… you have so many secrets…”

Meanwhile, the treant withdrew its hand even as it glared at the beam. Then, it spoke softly, its tone unfathomable.

”… The Light of the Holy One.

”Would the prophesized day really come… In this world of darkness…”

In another world, a few days after this scene had happened.

The black-haired warrior let his weapons do all the work as they scrubbed the black giant dragon beside them, while he stood at a corner and read the emergency message from the communications officer.

”What is it that needs special-urgent communications?”

Joshua curiously opened the envelope, his eyes scanning through the brief few lines.

[––The Fourth Object of the Sage's Legacy has resonated; it has sent coordinates to the target world on its own.

Authenticity of coordinates has been verified at a hundred percent.]

Dexterously igniting the letter into a bunch of smoke, Joshua pensively stood where he was.

”What's the matter?”

03 floated down from the sky and approached Joshua, staring at the black-haired man whose lips were curling up naturally.

”Why do you look so happy?” She asked, intrigued.

”Nothing,” Joshua replied reflexively, and looked up towards the rare clear sky above Moldavia.

Although the sun did not scorch in the North, it was still blinding. Nonetheless, the warrior simply stared directed at it, his eyes burning with infernos that even the brilliant sunlight could not suppress.

”Just a little excited about the upcoming adventure.”