Vol 3 Chapter 119

Chapter 119: The Ring of Trade Wind (2) (First)

The elder did not speak, but was thinking in his heart. The name Valhalla comes from an ancient legend, in the ring of trade winds, there is a fantasy country, a resting place for warriors, where one of the most primitive fire species in the world of Warnde is stored.

As long as the tinder is lit, the order on the Karanga Peninsula will be rebuilt, and it is also possible to form a land as guardian as the Cruz Empire.

The druids of the Deadwood Council have guarded this secret for generations, which is why they have long wanted to enter the ring of trade winds and explore the truth of this strange atmospheric circulation phenomenon.

But Valhalla is like a legend. It was there and not there. Countless druids crossed the ring of trade winds and entered the Karanga Mountains but found nothing.

The only gain was the ruins near the center of the Trade Wind Circle.

But the elders knew very well that what they found was actually the outer area of ​​the relic. The center entered the storm zone, which was the central area of ​​the trade wind ring. No one could transcend it.

The old man thought of it, and looked up at Brando: "Mr. Brando, the recent changes in the ring of trade winds have changed over time. Presumably the Elder Grey Raven had told you before he came?"

Brando nodded. The change in the trade wind ring came from the rise and fall of the magic tide. It must not be these days.

"In fact, he kept the truth of the facts, and we have much more trouble than this." The elder replied slowly.

Brando heard this sentence without saying anything. He looked at the seventeen Druid elders, and the gray crow was eighteen. This should be all the elders of the Ring of Sky in this area-even including Three Grand Druids—He suddenly understood a little what it meant to be here.

The druids are in trouble, and it doesn't sound like a small trouble, otherwise they won't be rushed to find a doctor.

However, he did not take the opportunity to open his mouth, but nodded silently.

The elder seemed to be satisfied with Brando's attitude, and the humility of the young man made the old man think that this indeed seemed to be a human being with whom he could interact: "The ring of trade winds."

He quoted: "This atmosphere circulates from the eastern end of the Karanga Peninsula and surrounds the Karanga Mountains. It is the most spectacular natural scene in the south of Warnde. On sunny days, even in Tonigel and Fra You can also see this white cloud wall traversing east and west, distantly hanging on the southern skyline of Eruin— "

"The Geography of Lantoni Ran, the work of Master Turaman-" Brando said with a little surprise, he thought that these druids really did not care about the world, but it still seemed to have contact with the civilized world. It's just unknown to the world.

The elder nodded: "The ring of sky is a loose organization, and the druids have their own affairs, monitoring the movements in the Black Forest for a long time. We are here with the Deadwood Council, and have been guarding the letter for generations The secret of the Wind Ring. "

The old man turned his head, looked through the canopy of the tree, and looked at the white cloud wall that stretched between heaven and earth in the south—the thick cloud layer reached tens of thousands of meters upward, and things stretched indefinitely. The sky was soaring in the sky with the cloud wall in the background, but it was tiny like a few black spots.

"This Black Forest south of Tonigel has always been called the wildest closest to civilization in the Ring of Sky. It is the most stable Black Forest in the world around Voend."

"Not to mention that Tonigel on the border is rarely attacked by monsters, and it is difficult to see them even in areas deep into the forest border."

Brando listened to the description of the elder Druid, he nodded his head in agreement, the other side was telling the truth, the black forest on the Tonigel border is indeed known for its mildness-otherwise the player of Eruin We will not venture into the Black Forest for the first time from here.

They are also less likely to complete the feat of deepening the Karanga Mountains so early.

"The reason is because of the ring of trade winds, right?" The young lord asked.

This opening not only surprised the elders, but the other seventeen druid elders, including the gray crow, couldn't help looking at it with an incredible look.

"how do you know?"

"This time we entered the Black Forest for one month. It encountered thunderstorms twice, snow once, eleven days of wind and sunshine, and three days of scorching sun like the summer. The others were cloudy," Brando told them. His surprise turned a blind eye, and he continued to whisper: "Days with less than six hours of day are exactly one week, and days without nights have one day."

"This is the Black Forest. The deeper it goes into the forest, the more obvious the change will be, and the more it violates common sense."

"However, in this fierce wildness, there is a huge atmospheric circulation that has remained unchanged forever-trade winds reach the Karanga Peninsula every year, accompanied by abundant rain, does it represent a potential order?"

He looked at the elder.

As soon as I heard, the elder's crutches fell and fell to the ground, but instead of bending over to pick his own cane, the old man looked at Brando with a complex look: "... you really know this place. "

"Yes, as you guessed." The old man paused for a while before continuing with Brando's words: "We found from more than 100 years ago that the ring of trade winds stabilized the order in this area. But that situation has changed since recent days. "

"What's going on?" Brando asked.

"There seems to be something abnormal in the ring of trade winds, Mr. Brando-the area we used to have easy access to, but now it is dangerous, the forest is in danger, and the old trees no longer provide us with guidance. In there ... in there ... "The old man seemed to be considering a suitable description:" It's like being enveloped in a huge mist, and you can't see or hear anything. "

"Is that just the case?"

"No, from last few weeks, people who entered the forest have been attacked, and some have been injured, but fortunately no one has been killed."

After listening, Brando asked, "So you are worried, this is a sign. The power of the Trade Wind Ring is gradually weakening, and it may be destroyed once, once the Trade Wind Ring collapses, the Karanga Peninsula is stable Factors no longer exist, the violent magic brought by the tide will erode this area, and even Tonigel will be affected, making the original guardian land useless? "

Brando's words were right, the elder had a heavy face and nodded.

Their worries were unjustified, and today the Eruin Kingdom simply cannot afford to go south. Once the devastating changes take place in the Karanga Peninsula, Tonigel and even the entire Jean-Dénell region may fall back into the wilderness.

"You guessed very well, it is possible," Brando thought for a moment, and replied, "but this problem is not impossible."

"Is there a way?" Andrew asked blurtly. The elders had discussed what they hadn't found for half a month. How could the young man solve the problem in one sentence?

He couldn't help looking at each other, thinking that the Lord Lord wouldn't be talking big, right?

"I'm also very strange," Brando replied. "Since you know the big tide, how can you not know the connection between the two?"

"You mean?" The elder was taken aback. "The weakening of the power of the trade wind ring was caused by the great tide?"

"I'm weak when the enemy is strong, isn't it obvious?"

"But wait, Mr. Brando! The last few big tides were only a matter of this century, and the Moon of Magic did not have such a strong influence!" The elder asked in surprise.

Brando patted his head, and suddenly realized that the problem was there: "Don't you know the millennium tide?"

"what is that?"

"The super tide once in a thousand years, the last tide ended the year of chaos, and this time the tide is about to come. The ring of trade wind is obviously affected by it and has changed." Brando replied.

The druids no longer suspected that the young lord was talking big, and they changed their faces.

"I remember," Andrew said suddenly, "Master, you told me when you were in the fir collar last time, you said," This era is about to end, and the magic moon's heyday is coming-the last magic tide is over. After the chaotic years, no one knows what will happen this time. In such an environment, if you want to suppress the growth of the Black Forest, it is tantamount to nights. '"

The burly elder Druid exclaimed angrily: "Oh, **** it! I didn't notice it at the time, I thought you were just talking about the ordinary Moon Moon Tide!"

Brando looked strangely at the ten or so druid elders: "But didn't you ask the other members of the Ring of Sky for their opinions? I remember that although your organization is loose, it still has a headquarters in the Holy Land. Well, is n’t there a lot of pre-epoch literature? Is n’t there anyone who knows about the tide? ”

"That's it," replied the elder. As for why Brando knew their secret druids, it was no surprise that he now guessed whether the young man had any connection with the druids, How else would you know so much about druids: "We rely on trade winds to convey information. It takes at least one season to go back and forth, but the next season is spring, the season of the goddess. When we receive the reply, At least it's summer. "

"So it is." Brando nodded.

"Okay," he said. "Let's get back to the topic and talk about how to solve this problem. If I have to wait until summer, I'm afraid I can't wait that long."

"So is there any way for Lord Lord?" The elder changed his name.

"There's nothing to do," Brando replied. "Only constant change means change."

"what do you mean……?"

"Valhalla."

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