Chapter 1597

"The silver moon still shines on you, and the walking in the desert has made you exhausted. In the cooling night, listening to the sound of sand flowing on the dunes around the campfire, you feel the emptiness of the world and the unstoppable nature of nature. The music of the sounds of nature soothes your spirit, and you hear someone playing and singing the lute, but you don't know who is singing."

The dusty traveler sitting with his back to the campfire paused, and asked the bard with a smile:

"Can I borrow your lute?"

"Oh, yes, my pleasure."

The bard hurriedly handed the lute beside him to the god, and the god signaled for people to listen quietly, then plucked the strings:

"Lost travelers gather by the campfire,

Starting a new journey together.

Picking a white chrysanthemum to see them off,

Mottled tree shadows guide the way ahead.

The reason for setting off is not important,

May you enjoy the scenery along the way.

The old horse on the return journey will eventually find its scattered relatives,

The boring parrot turns into the protagonist of its own notebook,

The jealous loyal dog remains loyal,

The ignorant unicorn is looking at her lover.

Oh,

Also don't forget that lonely traveler under the moon,

May he be able to see the unknown road ahead in the lost journey.

Crossing the forest,

Crossing the river,

Deep into the desert,

May you sleep peacefully tonight.

The journey ahead is still long,

Only everything is peaceful at this moment."

The singing voice, hoarse and filled with a sense of vicissitudes, drifted in the quiet forest; only the crackling campfire was qualified to serve as the accompaniment for this performance.

Xia De, who had activated the miracle "Sound of Music," recorded this short song, while the other three listened quietly, each feeling peace of mind. Although the seven-day adventure was just a short story to them, listening to this short poem made them feel that the story had come true, even though the surrounding environment had not changed.

Even Xia De relaxed his mood and didn't think about anything at the end of the performance. Only the cat, who really had nothing to do with this journey, wagged her tail boredly at this time, thinking about when Xia De could turn into a cat again.

After the last note disappeared into the thick night, "She" reminded Xia De softly in his ear:

【Outlander, you have come into contact with a "miracle."】

【The nameless traveler glimpsed the secrets of space and earth in the distant past. He once tried to guide the lost in the wind and sand, but in the dusk of the old days, he witnessed the end of himself and this world. Indulge in the process of traveling and enjoy the scenery of the journey. Because that end is an incomparably terrible reality.】

【You have listened to the story of the Ancient God, the "God of Journeys," and you have learned the miracle of the Ancient God, the "God of Journeys."】

【You have obtained the curse, Traveler's Campsite. Consume a certain value of precious metals to generate a campsite containing elements such as "tents" and "campfires" in an area with flat terrain. Depending on the precious metals consumed, regional effects such as evil detection, stamina recovery, repelling wild beasts, and silent portals can be added.】

"This is divine magic..."

Spellcasting abilities with similar effects are actually not rare; the glass house where Miss Feilianna and Miss Oulannode were located, which Xia De saw at the end of his adventure in the City of Eternal Night, was suspected to be a temporary building obtained through spellcasting. And in the Sixth Era ring warlock system, there also exist abilities like "Duncan's Mansion" and "Miss Lilith's Dressing Room," but these types of miracles and curses are mostly accessible only to high-ring warlocks.

"The travelers fell asleep in the singing, and although no one kept watch tonight, no danger occurred. There were no dreams all night, and when the morning of the fourth day arrived, each of you was in high spirits and full of stamina. At the same time, the traveler under the moon realized the power of the journey in the singing last night, and the probability of you encountering danger on each of the following nights has decreased again."

The witch looked at Xia De with some surprise, but Xia De did not explain.

"The journey of the fourth day began, and the travelers who left the desert hinterland came to the fork in the road of the journey again."

The god signaled for everyone to draw cards, and to draw three. This time it was Xia De's turn to act, and the three cards were the snowy mountains, the dungeon, and the golden symbol symbolizing the sun.

The last one was drawn by Xia De holding Little Mia's paw; he found that this cat's luck seemed better than his own.

"The travelers looked at the towering snowy mountains in the distance and saw the entrance to the underground netherworld. At the same time, the traveler under the moon accidentally heard a gentle meow, and the sound was guiding him to go deeper into the desert. You, where are you going?"

"Forget about the underground netherworld, the residents of the underground world probably won't welcome us, the underground is much more dangerous than the ground."

The witch said to Xia De, and Xia De nodded. Although in the Sixth Era, rumors about the underground world were already rare, the incomplete historical books still recorded the massive dark populations that lived in the underground world during the Fifth Era.

They were the descendants of terrible and dangerous creatures left over from the Fourth Era of dark turmoil.

"As for going to the snowy mountains, or continuing to go deep into the desert, you decide. But don't forget, the genie in that colorful bottle said that the person you are looking for is on the snowy mountains."

The witch reminded him again, and Xia De lowered his head and glanced at the cat who was staring foolishly at the three cards in front of him.

He didn't decide immediately, but asked the bard:

"Where do you think we should go?"

The bard didn't expect that he could also express his opinion; he was holding the lute that the god had just played, and thought carefully for a while:

"I am more inclined to the snowy mountains. The snowy mountains are safer than the desert, right? At least that's my impression."

The maid Clara did not express her opinion; she was a girl of few words. Xia De frowned and thought for a while, and at this time, there were only five minutes left before the end of this time:

"If the travelers choose to follow the cat's whispers and go deep into the desert, can they still go to the snowy mountains?"

He was still very curious about that "sun" symbol; after all, it was drawn by the cat. And each card draw in this seven-day journey seemed to be tangibly related to the person drawing the card... Xia De, although not suspecting whether Mia was a normal cat again, still wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Yes, the snowy mountains in the distance are majestic and spectacular, and the travelers can continue to observe them."

"Then go deep into the desert."

Xia De looked at the witch and the bard, and neither of them objected.

"The gentle meow guided the travelers to continue moving forward in the desert. The scorching sun steamed your skin, and unknown dangers had already arrived quietly. It was not the sand worms in the desert, nor was it an ancient and unknown existence sleeping in the desert. The desert was showing you its power, you encountered a sandstorm..."

Before the god's voice fell, Xia De immediately hugged the cat and rushed toward the bard who knew nothing, inserting the Moonlight Greatsword into the ground:

"Seal of Hilton!"

At the same time that the shield emitting golden flowing light appeared, the originally black sky had already been dyed a terrible dark yellow. The ground was shaking, the humid stench in the air was swept away, and instead, it became a dry breath.

Endless sand and gravel rushed toward them at this moment, the campsite had disappeared, and around Xia De and the four animals was a sandy land covered with yellow sand.

"Come over quickly!"

The Chain of Sin flew out from Xia De's sleeve, flew through the golden shield toward the white light in the rolling yellow sand.

He heard the clear sound of a unicorn, and also felt his chain touch an object. Then, the unicorn emitting pure white light protected the hound beside it with its body, and with difficulty followed the chain to Xia De and the bard's vicinity.

The normal expansion size of Xia De's "Seal of Hilton" could protect two or three people at most, and the unicorn's size was clearly a bit too big. There was no other way, he could only choose to pay the extra spirit required for the miracle, letting the expanded shield include the unicorn as well.

In addition to Xia De casting spells to protect the unicorn and the hound, the witch, who had roughly learned how to use the unicorn's power, let the white light symbolizing protection on the unicorn also merge into Xia De's Seal of Hilton.

Thus, more complex runes appeared on the shield emitting golden light. While the sand and gravel hit the shield, making a continuous terrible sound, extreme light appeared from the distance of the sandstorm, as if outside this sandstorm was that scorching sun.

Infinite light and heat completely ignored the protection of the 【Seal of Hilton】 and descended on everyone. At that moment, Xia De even felt that his body had melted, and his soul had turned into light and merged with the sun.

He couldn't hear any sound, couldn't see any scene, and didn't know what happened next. In the light and heat, he seemed to have turned into a sunlight spear thrown from Yiluna's hand, falling constantly from an infinite height until he crashed to the ground. And his consciousness also recovered at the moment of crashing.

"Oh, my god!"

He covered his forehead and climbed up from the damp ground, finding that the scene of the sandstorm had ended, and the existence with infinite light and heat in the distance of the sandstorm had also disappeared.

The wind blew in the forest under the night, and the wind could not move the thin mist, but it made Xia De, who was covered in sweat, feel the chill. At this time, the traveler god sat opposite him with a smile, and the crackling sound of the campfire made the misty forest look even more silent.

The bard also just woke up, but when he climbed up from the ground, he let out a painful cry, covering his left eye and crying constantly; Xia De felt a slight trace of elements on his left eye;

The spirit and elements on Witch Adriana's body were quite chaotic, and the golden light mark on her forehead left a real imprint; Xia De could feel that she had become stronger;

As for the maid Clara in the black dress, her hair, which was originally shoulder-length, had grown to her waist at this time, and her whole person had grown a head taller as if she had grown up again, and the few freckles on her face had completely disappeared.

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