There is a small village near the woods on the beach.
It is called a village, but in fact it is just a collection of simple wooden houses built with wood. A big storm might blow them to pieces.
Originally, this was not where they lived.
The people from the Freedom Alliance stayed on the beach for a short time, with the attitude that they would move away immediately if they were discovered.
This place is not their hometown.
Humans have no homeland in Red Iluf.
Because they could leave at any time, no one put much effort into building and maintaining the village.
With companions who share the same aspirations around you, wherever you go will feel like home, right?
Sigourney paused and looked at the lighted village not far away. There were wooden houses with roofs covered with broad and thick leaves, and the air was filled with a primitive and rugged atmosphere.
An extremely familiar scene.
It was as if he had just left for a day, and even the details around the village had not changed.
It should be a simple and rough village that cannot withstand any wind and rain.
When he first arrived in Red Iluv and wanted to go back to the original site of the village with Ash, he thought that he would only see a pile of ruins and might not even find any trace of the village anymore.
But he never thought that after more than ten years, he could still see this scene.
It was as if time had frozen in this space, freezing all people and objects at the moment he left.
The magical creatures protected their "holy land" very well.
This place was far away from where they had just come in.
The surroundings are also shielded to prevent anyone from prying eyes.
The orcs and skeletons who had also come in did not go straight in like Signy. The Glory Day would last until tomorrow night, and at this time, they had enough time to carefully search every inch of the small holy land.
So when they got here, the only people left on the beach were Sigourney, Ash and the other two who followed him.
Ash naturally moved closer to Sigourney's side.
"They've been placed in the room?" Ash was referring to the people the Freedom League had imprisoned.
Jin Long had said before that on the night of the Glory Day, these people would be released back into the village in order to create, as much as possible, the scene that this land was supposed to be in its original form.
Sigourney nodded slightly. The scent of human blood coming from the village was like a torch in the dark night, extremely conspicuous to him.
"Let's go." Ash smiled at him, "We have a day and a night to talk to them properly."
Sigourney took a shallow breath and walked towards a wooden house in the village.
That was the room of the elders of the Free Alliance.
He thought the elder should be in the room.
Quentin and Jane looked at each other, and although they felt a little awkward, they still followed.
They came to Red Iluv, most likely because of Ash and the others. What if those two triggered something and were sent back to their original world, and they failed to keep up, wouldn't they be left here?
Although the world may merge, and it doesn't seem to matter where the future lies, the key to the world's merger still lies in these two people, right?
Putting aside personal grudges, Jane and Quentin inexplicably believed that the people who could uncover the mystery of the prophecy land must be Ash and Sigourney.
Sigourney walked into the village. There were no so-called streets in the village, and the wooden houses were located in a very chaotic manner. However, he did not feel strange at all after not being back for more than ten years. He walked through the wide and narrow paths and strode between the wooden houses. Through the half-open windows or doors, he could see the people lying quietly on the beds in the rooms.
They were all still alive of course, but they were restrained and unable to move much to prevent them from hurting themselves or escaping.
Sigourney's pace was a little hurried at first.
But as he gradually saw familiar faces - faces that in his memory were stained with blood, filled with anger, hatred, sadness and helplessness, gradually losing vitality and becoming gray - appearing vividly before his eyes again, his pace gradually slowed down.
A certain feeling of anxiety in my body quietly dissipated after seeing these faces, which were haggard but full of vitality.
Everybody is indeed still alive.
The pale and gray faces in my memory were replaced by fresh faces.
Even my breathing suddenly became lighter.
When she reached the door of a wooden house with a lot of kelp hanging on the eaves, Sigourney paused.
Are we there yet? Ash also stopped.
Sigourney stood at the door: "This is the elder's residence." He lowered his eyes and looked at the land in front of the door. "I died here."
Ash's heart skipped a beat. He looked down at the plain stone slabs and the pure white sand between them. He seemed to see Sigourney falling at his feet, bleeding and her body gradually turning cold.
He couldn't help himself and raised his hand to grab Sigourney's wrist.
Cold, but right beside him.
He exhaled lightly and soon calmed down.
Don't be afraid, he smiled, his dimples showing. The contract between him and Sigourney was to live and die together, so what was there to be afraid of in death?
Sigourney turned sideways and ruffled his hair with the other hand that was not held by him: "What are you panicking about?"
He was no longer panicking. Ash shook his head slightly, his eyes smiling: "Go in."
He didn't seem to be panicking anymore. Sigourney pressed his head with a little force, then put her hand down, pushed open the wooden door of the room, and walked in.
However, he did not expect that the moment he stepped over the threshold of the wooden door and entered the room, his feet suddenly went weak, as if all the strength in his limbs had been drained away. His consciousness was momentarily withdrawn, his eyes went dark, he staggered, and was about to fall forward.
But Ash caught him.
Ash, who was walking behind him, took a big step forward as soon as he realized something was wrong. He stretched out his arms, grabbed the vampire who had fallen to the ground by the waist, and gently pulled him back.
"What's wrong?" Ash felt the body he was holding was weak, as if it couldn't even stand. He quickly used up a little more strength to support Sigourney.
"...I don't know." Sigourney lowered her head and rested it on Ash's shoulder, expressionless. She had no idea about her sudden illness. If he knew who did it, he would definitely -
"S-Sigourney?!"
Before he could finish, Ash's shocked voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Then, Jane and Quentin in the back also looked forward in shock, mumbling in a trance: "Sigourney?"
Sigourney was puzzled. What did she see?
Why are they all calling his name absentmindedly?
You can't be seeing another him, right?
Sigourney also turned his head in surprise to look, and when he saw it, he was also shocked.
I saw a slightly transparent body floating quietly in the air.
This body has long limbs, a well-proportioned figure, and facial features that seem to have been kissed by God, so beautiful that it makes one's heart beat fast.
He opened his eyes and stared at them quietly. His dark pupils were as mysterious and deep as the night, full of unspeakable attraction.
No wonder Ash and the other two called out Sigourney's name.
Because this body, except for the hair color and eye color which are different from Sigourney's, every other line and every inch of the outline seem to be copied, without any difference, exactly the same.
Perhaps this is the only perfect example of this kind of creation in the world. Even if two of them appear at the same time, they can only be the same person.
It was indeed another him.
Sigourney was stunned. Wasn't this the body he once had as a human?
How come... you suddenly appear here?
In a flash, a sentence that Jin Long had casually said flashed through Sigourney's mind - "One died. Even the body could not be found"...
So, is this the case?
As the thought came to her mind, the suspended body suddenly dispersed and turned into continuous starlight, like a layer of thin and dazzling gauze, lightly wrapping towards Sigourney.
Ash seemed to realize something, and instead of taking Sigourney away, he stood there quietly, watching the veil covering them.
The starlight turned into a veil and draped over Sigourney's body. In the blink of an eye, it was like fine snow falling into a lake, blending into his hair, his skin, his flesh and bones... his soul.
He was finally complete.
Under the crimson moon, Dailan, who was recuperating on Dragon Island, flew onto the rugged rocks and looked up at the starry sky.
Under the pale moon, Lan, sitting in Mercator's arms, came to the astronomical platform of the third wizard tower, and the starry sky fell into her eyes.
"The opportunity has arrived."
They smiled slightly, as if they had made three prophecies at the same time, and clearly caught a voice among the whispers of thousands of stars.
It was a joyful laugh, a laugh that was relaxed and happy, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
That is the voice of the world.
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