After the banquet, Sylutia told the caravan members that they would stay at Valley City for a while.
Everyone quickly accepted this decision.
In the next few days, Sylutia stayed in the hotel reading and did not go out. Even so, with her keen hearing, she could clearly hear the voices of people talking downstairs in the hotel, so that she would not be blocked by the news at all.
Everything is calm here at Sylutia, but the other rich and famous people in Valley City are in a difficult situation. Under the pressure of Kachis step by step, they have to go to the battlefield in person and rush to the battlefield together with those Anti Soldier.
During this day, Sylutia still didn't go out, but the sound of horse hooves and footsteps could be heard in the street. She could even hear clearly how many people were marching with the army and what type of armor they were wearing.
This time Kachis dispatched a total of 6,000 troops, of which four thousand were elite Anti troops, one thousand were surrendered original Anti troops, and one thousand were local recruits.
They will search for Trident Forest and find traces of Prince Jabs.
After leaving Valley City, the army headed south along the road. The road ahead of them had been scouted by Kachis in advance and was very safe.
Three days later, they successfully arrived near Trident Forest, and began to divide into two groups, advancing slowly along the way to search the forest, while the other group bypassed the forest and surrounded it from the side and rear.
According to Anti's scout report statistics, there are now more than 800 Prince Jabs's remnants in the forest, a small number of whom followed him and escaped from Valley City, and a large part who gathered later.
In the forest, the elite team of the Anti army led the hounds through the forest, constantly marking the places they passed, and then moved forward.
If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the movement trajectories of these teams are as if they are weaving a large net and slowly filtering the entire forest.
"Woo, woof woof!"
A hound seemed to have discovered something and ran forward quickly into the grass, barking all the way.
At this time, a sharp arrow shot out from the forest and hit the Penetration hound's throat, killing it.
Hearing the howl of the hound before it died, the Anti Soldiers behind them sped up their movements, rushed to the place where the hound died, and continued to chase and search in the direction of the arrow.
The man who had previously ambushed the hunting dogs did not fire his bow, but secretly retreated.
Deep in the forest, in a temporary camp, Prince Jabs was pacing back and forth, listening to his subordinates constantly reporting on the situation.
"Your Highness, the enemy's troops have begun to investigate Trident Forest. I'm afraid we won't be able to resist for long." A rather old Ranger quickly returned to the camp.
"I understand." He waved his hands a little irritably, then stopped and looked at the figure on the other side of the camp.
These people wear dark red robes with eye-like patterns on their clothes, which means that they are all members of "Hundred-Eye Cult".
"Do you have any way to deal with the enemy? If it weren't for your request, I would have taken people to other cities long ago." It turns out that Prince Jabs and his party have not left Trident Forest for a long time. In addition to avoiding the pursuers, there is also the influence of Hundred-Eye Cult.
"Of course, but Your Highness, you are too anxious. Many things cannot be solved by haste." A senior executive of Hundred-Eye Cult came over. He looked at the few Knight and members left in the camp and nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your hard work. After winning this battle, we will all receive Star Blessing." He seemed particularly honored and proud of this.
Star Blessing, what is that? The soldiers present shook their heads in confusion, and even doubted whether these Cultist had any strength. If they were not isolated and helpless now, they would really not want to deal with this group of lunatics.
Although Hundred-Eye Cult is not as popular as "Twin Snake Cult", its reputation is not much better. After all, they are colluding with the "Alien Star" outside beings that corrode the world.
"Persevere until night. By night, our ceremony will be ready, and we will be able to turn the situation around for everyone." He finally revealed a key piece of information, which reassured everyone present.
"At night." Prince Jabs breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then tonight, do you hear me? Hold on and don't be embarrassed at this time."
Regarding the defeat of Valley City last time, Prince Jabs believed that it was entirely due to the cowardice of the soldiers. If they could resist to the death, the battle would not be so embarrassing and one-sided.
After learning that Hundred-Eye Cult had a solution, Jabs returned to the tent and called the maid.
"Quickly, prepare some food and wine for me. I want to have a good meal today."
After hearing the prince's request, the maids carefully agreed, then exited the tent to prepare.
Hearing the voice of Prince Jabs, another figure with blond hair and black dress came from the side tent.
After running away for more than half a month, although Princess Musa was a little tired, he still did not change his charm that made people sway. The black silk dress made his skin even whiter.
"How's the situation?" She sat down on the seat next to Jabs, looking worried.
"It's okay, sister, don't worry." Jabs held his head with one hand and covered his mouth with the other as he yawned. He played late last night and originally wanted to catch up on some sleep during the day, but he didn't want Anti people to come over and make it difficult for him to fall asleep, but he was indeed sleepy again.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Princess Musa could only shake his head helplessly. Although she was Jabs's biological sister, her status was far inferior to that of her younger brother in the hearts of the royal family and other subordinates. There were even people who coveted her beauty before and proposed marriage to Prince Jabs, but Prince Jabs didn't agree because he didn't like her.
There is no shortage of queens in this world, but in this vast land in the southern part of the continent, most human males inherit the throne, and princesses are generally only used as tools for marriage.
Originally, she had made plans to marry a noble from Regas in the future, but she didn't want things to change too quickly. Now that Regas has perished, her value as a princess has naturally lost its former value.
Fortunately, she still has the outstanding appearance that she said in the past. If necessary, she can get married and finally gain an ally for the royal family. However, if the restoration of the country fails in the end, she and her descendants will probably disappear from the public and no longer have noble blood.
When everyone in the camp gradually felt at ease, the hunters who were blocking the forest fought and retreated, constantly shrinking their front line. Although they were no match for the Anti people in terms of numbers, because they were familiar with the environment and laid an ambush in advance, as long as they were not unlucky, they would not be overtaken by the hunting soldiers.
The sky was getting darker, and the original search team was moving slower and slower. At this time, many Anti Soldier also felt a little tired. After all, walking in the mountains with complex terrain, you have to be careful of ambush, which consumes a lot of energy and attention.
At night, under the orders of superior officers, the Anti team finally stopped searching, began to set up a night defense line, and then set up camp to light a fire.
The fire ignited thick blue smoke in the wood branches and slowly floated up. It was not until a group of flames Burn a long time later that the green smoke faded and dissipated.
When the Anti people stopped, special magic circles were clearly outlined on the ground in Prince Jabs's station. Then the Cultist people picked up candles, placed them in the designated positions of the magic circle, and lit them.
After that, they placed several special silver ritual vessels in a circle in the center of the magic circle. At this time, they also tied a special fat man to a circle in the magic circle and let him lie there.
When the fat man saw his surroundings, he began to struggle violently even though his mouth was gagged. Unfortunately, he had not received strict combat training and did not have the ability to explode with strength. His struggling movements were meaningless against the thick ropes tied up.
"Your Highness, please lead other personnel to step back 20 meters. The ceremony is about to begin." The leader, who had his back to the prince, spoke in a low voice.
"Yes, yes." Feeling the terrible rank pressure coming towards him, Jabs stepped back continuously.
The flames crackled Burn, and members in dark red robes gathered around the magic circle, and they began to sing distant and strange songs in unison.
The voice sounded like prayer, but also like madness. There was a hint of determination in the madness, and it slowly spread through the camp.
There was no change for the first half hour, but these believers didn't care. They even became more pious. Many people slowly knelt on the ground and kept singing the weird songs.
"Chorus" is a part of many rituals. Through chorusing in unison, each other's emotions resonate at the moment. When immersed in that state, the boundaries between people gradually disappear, as if they are all integrated with each other, so that everything in body and mind gives way to a sense of unity returning to the heart.
This feeling is so crazy and sweet that it makes people forget their own loneliness, insignificance, and lack, and gain the sweet fragrance of collective belonging, making people willing to indulge in it and forget all troubles and pains.
This is the charm of religion. It absorbs all the pain in the world and promises people a better future. It can tell you the answer to any question. All of this is God's will, all of it is the only way to go, and all of it will be saved by Him.
"You who are desperate, please return to that gentle embrace. In His embrace, everything will be reborn..."
The sound of the chorus became more and more grand, and that emotion even spread to other members in the camp. Even if they had never known Hundred-Eye Cult before, some people were following along at this moment, humming slowly, looking at the Burn bonfire, slowly kneeling down, with pious eyes.
They long for some kind of spiritual support to relieve their anxious hearts and save their lives that are at the end of the road.
Finally, after breaking through at a certain critical point, a dark red and transparent fog-like light pillar pierced the sky and went straight to the distant world above the clouds.
However, this thin mist of light never stopped, and they spanned a distance of tens of millions of miles. The originally huge beam of light that was a hundred meters wide now became extremely weak, leaving only a tiny speck smaller than an ant.
This red dot finally reaches the edge of the world, where waiting is an extremely majestic golden array.
At the edge of the end of the world, golden and transparent Dragon Scale are scattered all over. They are closely arranged and layered on top of each other, like extremely strict soldiers. They are superimposed and riveted on each other to create an endless wall that makes the world sigh, guarding this side of the world and isolating Astral Realm from the coming and going.
This is the barrier of the world, the legacy left by the Six Dragons of Laws, and the majesty and responsibility of the dragon as the overlord of the world.
Aspect Power[Dragon Eye]: (The scales and majesty of the world, watchers of the world)
The tiny red dot traveled rapidly on the Wall of Sighs cast by Dragon Scale. With its power, it was unable to penetrate this extremely powerful barrier. However, the world today is not as complete and flawless as it was before Sixth Era. That world-famous battle has never ended. Even today, it can still be said to be in the afterglow of that battle.
The red dot quickly traveled for hundreds of miles, and finally found a flaw in the Wall of Sighs. There, the dragon scales were missing, a strange purple-red mist rolled in, and traces of alien power seeped out from the holes in the gap, eroding and distorting the surrounding dragon scales, making them unable to heal.
After finally discovering the target, the red dot shone into the hole of the gap. It passed through the hazy and unknown fog, and finally conveyed some kind of message to the distant shore of the Astral Realm.
Time passed by minute by second, and within Trident Forest, some believers began to be unable to bear the power extracted by the ritual, and fell unconscious.
In the center of the array, the royal ritual vessels that were originally displayed have also lost their luster, and the power of "Castle"Aspect Power once condensed on them has gradually dissipated.
The leader of the sect who presided over the ceremony frowned. He looked up, as if his eyes could span endless distances and see the edge of the world.
However, it is just an illusion. Even he can only try his luck, find the possible vulnerability location of World Barrier, convey some information, and then pray for a response from the life in the Astral Realm.
Fortunately, in the past hundreds of years, the previous members of "Hundred-Eye Cult" finally determined several specific star locations after repeated sacrifices and searches.
The use of these star positions has extremely stringent conditions. It must be a specific wind season, a specific continent, and a specific year and time. Only through rituals and communication can the location observed and recorded by predecessors be found.
If they miss this time, their sect will have to wait for the next Gale Season, which means it will be fifty-four years before the same opportunity comes.
He can't wait so long, and Hundred-Eye Cult can't wait so long either. The world is undergoing drastic changes, and their Hundred-Eye Cult power is far less powerful than before. Now they no longer have the ability to independently search for star positions, and can only rely on the experience and positions left by their predecessors to carefully invest resources and perform rituals.
"When the stars return to their alignment, great life will come across the stars..."
The leader silently recited the ancient prophecy and prayed in his heart that this ceremony would be successful. His many years of career as Cult Leader had already allowed him to perfectly control his emotions and expressions.
Everyone thought that this ceremony would be successful, and they all believed that the gods on the other side would respond, but only he knew that such a response did not happen every time.
The flames burned in the night Burn, and time passed by second by second amid tension and pressure.
One figure after another fell in the magic circle and stopped breathing, but the sound at the scene still did not stop. They would sing for it with the last breath of their lives and welcome that distant and wonderful future.
Finally
The flames started Distortion, the wind began to stop, and the invisible breath gradually spread in the forest. Everything seemed to be absolutely quiet before the thunder bombardment.
The leader of the sect standing in the center of the formation opened several pairs of eyes. In his overwhelming ocean of consciousness, a vague will began to talk to him.