1210 Moon City (2/2)
It was as though it was impossible to find hope regarding the present situation of Moon City, and the amount of time the lanterns in their hands could burn was decreasing.
When the last trace of light dissipated, they would be silently devoured by the darkness.
As they walked, a faint yellow light suddenly appeared in A'dal's eyes.
It was a glow that didn't belong to the hunting team!
This bit of light immediately shone into the eyes of all the members of the hunting team, filling their pupils.
A'dal, Xin, Rus, and company couldn't help but widen their eyes as they felt a deep sense of shock.
During their lifetime, there had never been any fires that came from external sources in the history of Moon City after the Cataclysm!
Indeed, many monsters possessed the powers of fire or the Sun domain, but before attacking, they were all hidden in the darkness without revealing any hint of light.
And now, a fiery glow appeared deep in the darkness!
A'dal, Xin, and Rus trembled slightly as they thought for a long time but couldn't think of an answer.
They quickly recalled the hunting arrangements and confirmed that it was impossible for residents of Moon City to be nearby.
Since the fiery glow didn't belong to Moon City, where did it come from?
The entire hunting team slowed down. They were shocked, surprised, curious, fearful, worried, and terrified.
They had also discovered some destroyed cities and knew that any abnormalities in the darkness could be fatal.
”…Be alert!” A'dal finally snapped out of his daze and gave the order.
The hunting team immediately took up a battle formation, waiting for the faint yellow light to approach.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Every second was slow. Finally, after the fiery glow grew bigger, a figure appeared.
A figure… There's only one person… The members of the Moon City hunting team held their breaths.
It seemed like, maybe, perhaps, they might have a chance of seeing an outsider!
Two to three thousand years had passed, and finally, someone else had stepped foot on this land.
They were not the only ones left in this abandoned world.
As for who could travel through endless darkness and reach this place, A'dal and company lacked experience, so they had no way of guessing.
As the fiery glow became bigger and more obvious, the hunting team members gradually saw the figure.
It was a slim young man. He had black hair and brown eyes, and his expression was cold. He was neither a deformed person nor had he any abnormal changes.
He wore a strange hat and strange clothes. He held a lantern made of special materials as he walked over from the darkness.
The light of his lantern was even brighter than the combined light of the hunting team. It made the surrounding darkness fade rapidly.
It didn't take long before the light shone on the bodies of the likes of A'dal, Xin, and Rus.
The figure stopped and looked at the Moon City hunting team. He asked in a low voice, ”Where are you from?”
He spoke Jotun… His eyes are clear, and he can communicate… A'dal opened his mouth, stopping his subconscious urge to reply.
He asked in return, ”Who are you?”
The figure with the glass lantern replied calmly, ”Gehrman Sparrow.”
After half a year of traveling and overcoming one difficult obstacle after another, Klein's spiritual intuition finally told him that he was finally reaching his destination.
And he had also encountered the first batch of living people in his trip across the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
”Where did you come from?” A'dal kept his guard up and pressed.
Klein swept his gaze across their faces and said without a change in tone, ”I came from the City of Silver.
”And also from a land beyond the cursed lands.”
Upon hearing this answer, all the members of the hunting team were in a daze. They suspected whether they were expecting too much, causing them to hallucinate.
…
In the autumn of 1351, Backlund, in the midst of the war.
Ever since Feynapotter declared war on Loen, the war that had been going on for some time had finally lost its balance. Loen and its allies—Lenburg, Masin, and Segar—had lost a large amount of territory, leaving only the last few lines of defense that they defended with great difficulty. They were on the brink of being overrun.
When she saw the long line of people at the food distribution center through the carriage window, Audrey slowly retracted her gaze and said to her personal maidservant, Annie, ”Turn towards Saint Samuel Cathedral…”