It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1965 The East Wind Blooms Flowers and Thousands of Trees at Night Oriental Adventure Extra (2)
Chapter 1965 The East Wind Blooms Flowers and Thousands of Trees at Night Oriental Adventure Extra (2)
"Going west? Impossible!"
Cerela shook her head:
"Many tribesmen have walked to the west...but they can't go there, they can't go there at all. To the west is the endless sea, the endless sea. Even if you fly for one year or two years, you can't reach the end. And the further you go to the west, the farther you get.
Dangerous..."
Flying to the farthest and farthest place, the waves were monstrous, and the barrier formed by the violent winds and waves stretched to the sky and the earth, sealing the entire ocean.
Even the strongest and most powerful dragon will try its best to sail through the wind and waves. In the end, it will exhaust all its strength and sink to the bottom of the sea exhausted.
Either it was swept back by the ocean current, or it sank silently in the wild waves and whirlwind.
"Oh, then we have to keep walking." Gretel squinted his eyes and looked at the direction of the sun.
Alas, the size of this world has exceeded his imagination, and even exceeded the diameter of the earth calculated by the Astrology Branch of the Prophecy System through various calculations before he set off.
At the speed at which he and Serira were flying, they had circled the earth more than twice in two years. Why hadn't they arrived yet... Did they walk into some illusion?
Or, did you walk into a formation that was infinitely stretched and magnified?
Or, someone placed a huge different dimension between the two continents of the world?
Walked through the Gobi, walked through the desert, flew over the canyons, climbed over the mountains. Walked for six months, walked for a year, walked for two years...
The long journey was almost endless. Just when Gretel was exhausted and was about to discuss turning back with Cerela, he saw the extremely distant end of the earth, reflected in a pool of clear water that looked like a curved hook.
Grete and Cerela flew over happily. The curve of blue water was about two acres in diameter. It was crystal clear from a distance, and there were large tracts of various weeds growing on the edge.
Artemisia, splendens, seven-star grass, and all kinds of wild grasses swayed in the wind, and flowers bloomed into a sea. On the edge of the sea of flowers, wild donkeys and wild horses lowered their heads to chew, sand rabbits sneaked out to drink water, and sand foxes jumped up...
…
"There is a lake! Finally there is water!"
Cerela screamed in joy and dived down. Grete followed her with a smile and slowly fell. Seeing her getting closer and closer to the lake, but she couldn't get close no matter what, it was always just one point away.
, so little difference...
"Cerella is back! There is something strange in this lake!"
Gretel raised his voice and shouted. At the same moment, Cerela fluttered her wings, drew an extremely steep U-shaped arc, passed over the lake, and rose straight up.
She circled twice and then fell down, still in shock:
"Grete, this lake..."
"Yes, I saw it."
Grete held her hand with his backhand and stepped on the desert. A flat sand board formed under their feet, calling out a strong wind and blowing them closer to the lake.
This time, approaching from the ground, there was finally no obstacle and they arrived at the lake very smoothly. The two stood side by side and looked down at the lake. They saw a stone tablet sleeping at the bottom of the blue lake, and a few lines of golden handwriting burned into their eyes.
:
"Visitors from the West, please turn back.
There was no way to get through, and I tried my best to not get out of this sea of sand.
Legendary mage, Aeros Reiner, Magical Calendar Year 359."
"Ah... can't you make it through..."
Serila stared at the stone monument in the lake for a long time, pursed her lips tightly, and wanted to reach out to grab a handful of lake water. She stretched out her hand several times and retracted it several times. After a long time, Grete asked softly:
"Are you still leaving?"
"Let's go! - I've heard of this guy. He's just a low-level legend. We can definitely go further than him!"
Cerila gritted her teeth and said. Gretel nodded slightly, knelt down on one knee, grabbed a small bottle of water from the lake, held Cerira's hand, and left without looking back.
They continued to move forward, toward the direction of the rising sun, walking through the endless sea of sand, walking through the Gobi with strange rocks that looked like a city, and walking through barren mountains covered with dry and cracked sand but without any water source.
Finally, in front of Gretel and Serira, a giant peak towering into the clouds rose from the ground.
Under the giant peak, there is a small mountain - or, in other words, a stone wall that can be called a "hill". Blood stains are dripping on it, almost flying out of the stone surface, and deeply carved into the depths of the stone wall:
"Look back! Visitors from the West, look back!!!"
"...Such a powerful aura." Gretel and Cerela held hands tightly, looked up at the stone wall, and looked at the writings on the stone wall that have not been erased for thousands of years, maybe two thousand years:
"This bloodstain...Legendary level 3, at least legendary level 3, maybe even stronger...Did he be killed here, or was it a strong man from level 3 legend who used his own blood to write such a warning?"
"Are you still going forward?"
This time, the person who asked the question was Serela. Grete turned away and looked up at the towering mountain peak, looking at the flowing clouds inlaid on the mountainside. He stretched out his fingers to measure the sunshine, and silently calculated the peaks in his heart.
the height of:
"I still want to go. - At least, I want to climb up and take a look at this mountain. I want to go over the mountain and take a look."
Maybe, standing on the top of the mountain and climbing over the ridge, we can see the hometown that haunts him in his dreams?
Now that we are all here, I really can’t reconcile myself to it...
"Okay, then I'll go with you." Cerela shook his hand without hesitation, transformed into her original form, unfolded her dragon wings and soared into the sky. Just as she reached the mountain, she heard an "oops" and was forced to land.
:
"So strong! So strong..."
That high mountain seemed to have a strange magic power. It was forbidden to fly, so one could only go up step by step. Gretel and Cerira climbed up side by side. At the beginning, they could still rely on the legendary and powerful body to jump up slowly;
After climbing through a layer of cloud belt, I felt that most of my physical strength had been weakened, and I could only climb up step by step;
Climbing through the second layer of clouds, the two of them had an unprecedented difficulty walking.
After so many years, Grete finally felt that he had returned to the mortal era, back to the time when he had just met Serira, sweating profusely and climbing up outside the dragon cave...
After passing the third layer of clouds, a small inscription appeared in front of the two of them again.
This time the stele is extremely small, only one foot in diameter. The words on it are not magic seals, nor are they written with the blood of a strong man. Instead, they are chiseled with the simplest chisel and dropped on the stele:
"Visitors from the West, please turn back.
The road ahead is cut off.
Speaker of the Magic Council, Suarez Moser, Year 158 of the Magical Calendar."
The road ahead is cut off.
The road ahead is cut off...
"Serila, why don't you go back first?"
Gretel panted heavily and shook Cerela's hand hard. On Cerela's cheek, the silver dragon scales appeared and disappeared, disappeared and reappeared. Finally, she shook her head firmly:
"I'll accompany you. Wherever you go, I'll go!"
"Okay! - Let's climb a little further until we reach the cloud belt above!"
After another layer of clouds, Gretel stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, speechless for a long time.
In the direction where the sun rises, between the sea of clouds, there is a layer of colorful rays of light floating, like a veil. The sky reaches above and reaches the bottom of the earth, spreading to the left and right to the end of the horizon, blocking their gaze to the east.
.
The rays of light are changing and wandering in no direction. If you look at it carefully, it seems to be written in writing.
Grete stared at it for a long time. In the dazzling sunlight, he moved his lips and read word by word quietly:
"The ancient sage kings have incredible heavenly powers, so that gods and humans do not interfere with each other, and there is no degradation.
However, the floods overflowed, and the birds and beasts ate people. The people were still in mourning, so they set up a nine tripod to anchor the nine provinces, and cast the shapes of birds and beasts on the tripod so that the people would recognize them...
Copy the map of the four seas and eight deserts to bring order to the world...
Sealing the sky and the sea."
"The sky is sealed and the sea is sealed." Gretel gazed at the glowing veil in front of her, tears streaming down her face: