Chapter 349 - Volume 3
Chapter 128 – Waves
The tremendous change to the Loop of Trade Winds had shaken the entire city.
And such a change might not be for the better—
The Druids quickly became anxious, while the various factions started to act quietly in the city. That night, the messengers from the Kirrlutz Empire visited the members from the Aouine Kingdom and the Holy Cathedral of Fire privately. New rumors started circulating at the same time.
The first rumor was about the awakening of a Holy Sword that existed in legends, King Erik’s Lionheart, which was also the cause of the Divine Resonance half a year ago. The Lionheart was now rumored to be in the Loop of Trade Winds, and someone from Aouine had already grasped the means to enter the place and take the sword.
The second rumor was that the powerful Kirrlutz Empire was actually forced to be at a disadvantage by the Druids over someone from Aouine. This ‘news’ alone made interested people go wild with their guesses.
The Lionmane Beastmen mercenaries from the barbaric regions also received the rumors of Halran Gaia appearing in the continent. Their ancient history included this fabled sword, which was fought over between the Lionmane Empire and the dwarves.
Witnesses’ accounts stated the sword was currently wielded by a young human male who was in the Green Tower. Some even claimed that the Kirrlutz Empire tried to take the sword by force and cause an incident.
Brendel’s thoughts wandered back to the era where the invasion of the monsters signified the start of the kingdom’s downfall. The flames of civilization were like a candle in the wind about to be extinguished.
The core of the game’s second chapter. Chaos and Wars.
Numerous heroes would start to appear like the stars in the sky, and each star would light up the continents. The Goddess of War Freya, would carry her flag and march forward in difficulty. Duke Aranjar, the Dashing Wolf Walter, and the King of Rage Conan would later bring the gamers and refugees out of the darkness after Aouine was felled.
Swords caused the ground to be stained with blood, flames burned down buildings, and hot-blooded wars were fought one after another until the passion was nearly gone. But as long as there was still hope, civilization did not crumble.
Brendel pondered on the past events for a moment. Though he did not join in on the first calamity, he had walked through the remnants of the destruction and watched the recorded videos.
“In any case, do you know where the monsters are heading to currently?” Brendel asked.
“Unfortunately, I don’t.” Came the reply.
“Does anyone?” Brendel threw the question to the other Druids.
There was a moment of silence, but a raven soon flew down onto the center of the courtyard. It turned into a young male Druid and regarded everyone with a solemn expression.
“Now that you mentioned it, after the monsters swept past the Wall of Flowers, its direction seemed to be heading straight towards the Green Tower.”
Murmurs started again as everyone realized the severity of the situation they were in.
“Do you have a solution?” The Great Elder asked.
“The Fire in the Green Tower must not be extinguished. While you defend the city, I will enter the Loop of Trade Winds.” Brendel said.
“At this moment?” Andellu stared at him.
“Seven long nights. You will face the darkest moment against the power of Chaos. The sun will not rise in this period and it is known as the Eternal Night in the prophecy. Do you think the Green Tower can stand against an endless onslaught of monsters until the seven nights are over? The only way to resolve this is to light up the Holy Fire within Valhalla.”
The murmurs faltered slightly.
“Can you do it?” The Great Elder asked.
“I need your Druids to aid me.”