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Chapter 707 Lights in the Darkness (April 2400)(2/2)

"By the way, where is Lord Aurora?"

He asked again.

“Mr. Aurora is still in the city. He will pray for the people who are 'sleeping' here and say goodbye to them.”

The priest said.

"That's how..."

Cyber ​​sighed a little.

For more than two thousand years, how many tribes of the Frost Tribe have been sleeping here forever?

Cyber ​​doesn't know.

I can't bear to know.

However, darkness is about to pass and dawn is coming.

And he will go to a hopeful future with the elves.

The priest left, and Cyborg and Gando continued to follow the team.

Although the Frost Elves' team is very long, it is orderly.

Obviously, their years of struggle in the abyss have made them form an iron discipline.

The entire team went from inside to outside, and was an adult elves who were becoming more and more alienated as they age. The outermost elves guards were wearing worn-out armor, covered in evil spirits and majestic.

They are older elves, and they are also warriors with more fighting times and rich experience.

After further communicating with Gando, Cyber ​​learned that most of the armor on these elves guards were actually passed down from generation to generation, and were first brought in by the first generation of frost elves from the world of Seges.

The abyss plane is extremely barren. Only by carefully preserving the armor and weapons passed down by the ancestors can the elves survive in this world.

Although the bones of some demons and monsters can be used to make arrows, they are not suitable for making close-fitting equipment because it is difficult to purify the power of the abyss in the bones.

However, Cyber ​​also noticed that there were few elderly elves in the team, even at the outermost periphery.

Of course, although they are old, according to the growth and aging speed of the frost elves in the abyss world, most of them are only one or two hundred years old.

At this age, if it is in the Segs world, it is the most beautiful age of the elves.

However, here, they are already old.

"Where are the elderly in the team?"

The older elves were not found in the team, and Cyber ​​looked at Gando, who was walking with him curiously.

Gan Duo was slightly stunned and said with a calm expression:

"They...they went to explore the way forward."

"Have you gone to explore the way?"

"Yes, this journey is so far, you will definitely encounter demons or even dark tides. Someone must explore the way in advance. If you can come back, it means that the front is safe. If you don't come back, then take a detour."

Gando said naturally, as if he was talking about something that was normal.

As he said that, he sighed again:

"In theory, I should go there too, but after I applied, Lord Aurora disagreed and said that as the head of the temple, I must assist Him in managing all the priests..."

"Really, you don't know the arrogance and complacent expressions of those guys when they left! They are all playmates who have grown up together. They are so old that they said to me, "Gando, you coward, we have to explore the way first. You can follow Lord Aurora and walk slowly behind you! I'm really angry."

Gando complained.

However, although he was complaining, Cyber ​​seemed to hear a hint of sadness from his words.

And while complaining, Ganduo gradually stopped.

He looked into the distance and sighed:

"But... even if they don't go, they don't have the protection of faith like me. I'm afraid they won't last long. It's their wish to be able to shine in the last two months."

After hearing Gan Duo's words, Saibo opened his mouth slightly and sighed in his heart.

He never expected to bring everyone back.

But before he set out, the Frost Elf had already prepared to sacrifice some of his tribe members, which still made him feel a little sad.

It's just that this is unavoidable.

The wild is dangerous and must be accompanied by sacrifice.

The old elves with the most severe alienation mean that they may degenerate at any time when they leave the city.

They... are probably ready for sacrifice.

Hope is right in front of you.

However, they will never get there.

But even so, they are willing to turn into lights to hope.

Burn yourself and illuminate the way forward for the tribesmen behind you in the dark...

I don’t know when it started, but the elves in the marching team took out the harp and started playing and singing slowly.

The sound is ethereal, ethereal and soothing.

The song seemed to have a magical power, and Cyber ​​seemed to see a tenacious tribe moving forward in the darkness.

Even if the road ahead is full of hardships, I never give up.

The song was full of power.

It is a kind of toughness with softness and hardness, a great stature rooted in the soul of the ethnic group...

Ancient songs floated over the team and attracted more and more elves to join.

Ganduo's eyes gradually became blurred and he sang:

"When the cold of winter comes"

"Night without stars will cover the day"

“In the veil of the sun”

“We will move forward in the bitter rain”

“But in a dream”

"I can still hear your name"

"And in a dream"

“We will meet again”

"When the sea and Weishan collapse"

“We will come to the end of time”

"I heard a call in the darkness"

"Call me to go there"

"I'll go there"

"And then return"

“…”

Ancient songs are sung in the slowly moving team...

Listening to the soothing and moving melody, Cyber ​​gradually became obsessed.

At this moment, a strong impulse surged in his heart.

He wanted to record all this.

He wanted to pass on the story of the Frost Elf.

Their perseverance, their persistence, their greatness.

He wants to share everything that happened here with everyone and the world...

Cyber ​​slowly breathed and turned on the system network.

He appeared on the official forum and created new posts.

The ethereal songs still echoed in my ears, and a trace of tenderness flashed across Cyber's face.

"Friends..."

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"What I will tell next is a story about perseverance and faith."

"In the dark abyss world, there was once such a great ethnic group..."

“…”

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Chapter completed!
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