Chapter 437 Heading to the Wolf Territory
In the slightly dull silence, Dainsleb shook his head slightly. The movement was slow and steady, just like a willow branch swaying slowly in the breeze, but with an indescribable solemnity, as if trying to dispel the complicated thoughts in his mind.
His deep gaze was like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, revealing a sharp insight into everything, while at the same time hiding endless thoughts. He answered slowly and thoughtfully.
The voice was so low that it seemed to come from the bottom of an ancient and deep abyss, with an unquestionable firmness. Every word was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart again and again.
"No, it shouldn't be. Similar to Osel who has long disappeared in the endless darkness of the long river of time, the demon god 'Andrius' has also quietly stepped into the shadow of death and become a speck of dust in the long river of history. Now, the only thing guarding the Wolf Territory is its remaining soul in the world."
He paused for a moment, looking into the distance, as if he had traveled through time and space and saw all kinds of scenes from the past. He continued, "The Apostle of the Abyss targeted this remnant soul, perhaps just trying to obtain some valuable information from the followers of the Wind God... Their purpose is always hidden behind thick fog, making it difficult to grasp."
His words were like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart again and again, causing a brief silence.
The three people's eyes met, and there was thought, worry and determination in their eyes.
In this tense and depressing atmosphere, time seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible and powerful hand, becoming extremely long. Every second was like a heavy lead block, slowly falling, making people feel a little breathless.
The air around them seemed to have frozen, and it was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.
Seeing that everyone was still immersed in thought and hadn't expressed their opinions, Paimon couldn't help but urge them anxiously.
Her petite figure was flying quickly, her smart eyes were wide open, full of anxiety. She flew in front of the few people, looked at them and said, "There is no time to lose, let's set off to the Wolf Territory! If we go too late, who knows what terrible and creepy things might happen!"
The voice was crisp yet a little panicky, like a sharp alarm echoing in the air, breaking the depressing silence.
After hearing Paimeng's words, several people nodded in understanding, and then walked towards the direction of Benlang Territory resolutely.
Along the way, the sharp wind whistled past my ears like a group of roaring beasts, as if telling of the unknown dangers ahead.
The trees on the roadside swayed in the wind, and the branches rubbed against each other, making a creaking sound, as if they were talking in a low voice, warning everyone that the area they were about to step into was full of uncertainty.
When the few people finally reached the Benlang Territory, the afterglow of the evening was like a layer of golden gauze, softly and dreamily sprinkling on this mysterious land.
However, at this moment, everyone's mood was extremely heavy, and they could not feel the comfort brought by the beautiful scenery at all.
Looking at the winding and rugged path in front of me, it is like a sleeping python, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.
From time to time, a slight rustling sound could be heard from the grass on both sides of the path, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching them.
Several people couldn't help but swallow deeply, making dry sounds in their throats. They knew in their hearts that the appearance of the abyss was never a good thing, and they didn't know what kind of danger was hidden in this seemingly peaceful path.