Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1272: The Curtain of Time (2)

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Under the fire, Tracey has a quietness that she doesn't usually have. Now her eyebrows are drooping, her expression is peaceful, she doesn't have the **** murderousness in the usual days. She looked like a hard-working student, moved the book to Alan, pointed to one of the words and asked.

Allen has finished eating, took the book and smiled: "I'll read it."

Traceli smiled and did not refuse. She hugged her legs, rested her head on her knees, and looked sideways at Ellen.

Alan continued to read: "...but now I can't laugh, because on this flat ground, I see some weird things..."

——Those are some thick and big stones, I guess even if Hawke's leg is still there, he can't hold such stones. Oh my God, they are so thick, they have to be hugged by two or three people. These rough things are put together, I want to say that such a shape will never be natural. Usually three stone bars are put together, one is placed horizontally, and underneath is two vertical stone bars as supports, they constitute something. Some people say it is a symbol, but I think it looks more like a door.

There are three such "doors" in total, facing the endless darkness of the West. I don't know who made this kind of thing, let alone what it means, but it's perfect to be used as a sign on a map. What I have to say at this point is that I had not named it the Gate of Sighs at the time, but just called them "gate". It's just what happened next that made me decide to use my current name.

Then again, it was late when we got near the "door", the hourglass pointed to the middle of the night, and Lord Sinan let everyone rest on the spot. There is no better command than this. The only regret is that I have to sleep with Hawke. The herbs on his broken leg are so strong that I can't sleep. But my body was tired and dying, so in such a contradiction, I finally fell asleep deeply, lost to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up after hearing a sound.

It was singing, someone and a woman were singing. In such a night, it flows slowly through my heart like a stream, and the singing is so soft, as gentle as the evening breeze. It appears from time to time, and seems to come from far away. The strange thing is that I can't understand the language she sings. I'm sure it's not the language on Agareth. Don't look at me like this, in fact, I can be regarded as a half-language expert. There are many dialects on Agareth, and even Great Wasteland has as many as seven or eight. But no matter which language, their pronunciation has some things in common. I am sure that the singing woman does not use any known language, because her pronunciation and intonation are very different from ours.

But no matter what, because of the beautiful singing, even after such a long time, every time I think of it, I will never forget it. But at the time, besides being intoxicated, I was also scared. I'm a coward, a bug, but I'm not a fool. Even Sinan-sama walked to this plain, too tired, I don't think anyone else can come here easily. And it's a woman, she even has the heart to sing?

Here I tried to use some homophonic words in Common Language to record the lyrics she sang. Maybe someone will know what language she uses in the future. ——

Alan paused when he saw this, and sure enough there were a few lines of meaningless words below. He read these words in Agareth's language. At first he didn't think there was anything, but the more he read, the more he felt wrong. Because these pronunciations are 80% similar to Eboins' words! Does that woman use the language of this ancient civilization? If so, her identity is really problematic.

Seeing that Ellen's face is different, Tracey raised her head: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"No..." Allen shook his head: "I thought of something, but I'm not sure yet. Forget it, let's see what else our Mr. Rodo has experienced since then."

Trisley reached out and took the book and said, "I will read it, where do you see...oh, I found it."

——If it wasn’t an explorer who came from the edge like us, then who would this woman be? Could it be the natives in the forgotten realm? There are still people living in this mysterious land. No matter who it is, I don't think the background is that simple.

I'll shake Hawk up, but this guy is so tired. I guess even if you kill him now, he won't know, he will only die in a dream. I really want to do this, but forget it after thinking about it. It’s not that I’m kind, but Lord Sinan will kill me.

I left the account alone, and then I saw the unforgettable beauty of my life.

For those of you who are reading this book, you can’t imagine that the sky in the Forsaken Realm would be so beautiful. This ever-groggy sky, occasionally with only dangerous lights drifting across, was surprisingly beautiful that night. As if the gloomy sky had disappeared, I saw the gleaming fluorescent light in the sky, just like the stars in the sky under the night of other places. When I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, I heard footsteps.

I saw her!

At first, I only saw a dim shadow. As if coming from a dream, she came over from the middle of the three "doors". There was darkness behind the door, but her body was glowing in the darkness. Countless flashes of light fluttered from every inch of her skin, illuminating the darkness. Even though I can't remember her face clearly, I will never forget her fair skin and the beautiful barefoot walking on steel gravel.

She is a goddess, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. Even if she exhausted the most gorgeous words in the world, she couldn't sing her beauty. She just passed through the "door" and walked towards me. At the time I thought, if she wanted to take my life away, I would follow her at will.

But I finally came back.

She didn't take me, she took other people. Of course, it's their lives. When I saw her, of course she saw me too. She smiled at me, curious or two in her eyes. And she did nothing, just stood in the middle of the camp, her slender and beautiful fingers were naturally tied in front of her, but under her feet, a circle of darkness spread away.

Even now, I still remember. When she broadcasted the darkness, she also said to me: "This is not where you should come, and I don't welcome outsiders to set foot in this place. So, only let you stay here forever."

At first I didn't understand what she meant by staying. When I saw the circle of darkness she spread climbing up the camp, over our equipment and guards, I understood. No matter it is camp or other things, in addition to the original things on the plain, other foreign things including us are disappearing. I saw more than one guard with my own eyes, and when darkness was all over them, they dissipated like sand. So I wondered whether this is how the gravel on this plain came from.

Darkness also climbed on my feet, and I felt my body was disappearing. At this time, Lord Sinan rushed out. He deserves to be the strongest person in this team, his strength is against the darkness. But such a powerful person, I saw fear in his face. He threw on the woman, trying to attack the other person, but the woman didn't know what method she used, she just waved gently. It was like sweeping away an annoying mosquito, and our Lord Sinan scattered into a cloud of black smoke. Once again blown by the wind, it disappeared completely.

At this time, I don’t know the fear anymore, my brain is blank, until she asks: "Do you think I am beautiful?"

"Your beauty is better than billions of galaxies, madam." I blurted out this sentence.

She frowned slightly: "Madam?"

I quickly changed my words: "No, miss."

Then she laughed, and she waved, and the darkness retreated from under my feet. She glanced at me and said, "Go back and tell others. I allow you to move on the other side of the mountain, but no one is allowed to walk through this side of the mountain. Otherwise, your companions are their future."

She walked back, and I knew she was leaving. When she was about to leave, the shimmering sky above her head gradually turned dark. I wanted to keep her, as if it would be good to just listen to her last sentence, so I asked casually: "Why let me go?"

She stopped, and turned back: "No matter how beautiful things are, no one appreciates it in vain. You know how to appreciate, so I let you go back, but you don't want to come again, because that condition is just as effective for you."

She is gone.

When she returned to the other side of the "door", the darkness of the camp receded. After retreating, I could not see any remaining traces. Everything disappeared, only I survived.

I am lucky because I can come back.

I am also unfortunate because I was not able to stay. ——

Seeing this, Allen reclosed the Book of Rhodo. Judging from the description in this book, the woman Rhodo met should be the same woman that Allen met not long ago. Allen looked at Trisley: "When was Rodo from?"

"His book has been circulating for more than three hundred years. When did you say it?" Trisley blinked and asked.

Allen groaned: "That is to say, this woman has not been old at all in 300 years. And it seems that she may have been there for a long time, at least before you have explored the Land of Lost, she has been there. It's..."

Traceli took a sigh of relief and said: "Then she is also a supreme?"

There is no answer to this question in Alan's mind.