mesbooks Chapter 1226: Inside the Canyon
Chapter 1226: Inside the Canyon
Chapter 1226: Inside the Canyon
The Eversleeping Canyon is shrouded in mist, and the endless "Lost Path" is still like an invisible shackle, completely imprisoning this long canyon.
Looking into the canyon through the thick fog created by the illusion, one can see endless tents of all sizes and battle flags standing in rows. It seems as if there is no end in sight, and it looks quite spectacular.
But if you look closely, you will find that many tents are already in a state of disarray, and the listless soldiers have thrown away their armor and weapons and are lying on the ground at random, making the place look messy.
Needless to say, this is exactly the camp of the allied forces of the Holy Night Kingdom and the Canglan Federation.
After being trapped by Lei Xiao for such a long time, this once mighty army had already run out of ammunition and food, and had lost all its fighting spirit. It was almost on its last legs, and its morale had fallen to the bottom.
After all, even the soldiers who went to transport grain later never returned, and no outsiders knew what the canyon looked like, so the news naturally could not be passed on.
For the soldiers trapped here, this place seemed like an isolated island, and they had to spend every day in agony and hunger.
"Your Excellency the Speaker, although we are only maintaining the minimum, the last of the food has been exhausted."
A middle-aged messenger with a pale face and thin body walked into the central army tent and reported to Sewell: "No food transport team has come to deliver supplies for a week."
"Those deadly and evil dark roots have just retreated not long ago. Now we know nothing about the situation in the outside world. I am afraid that a shocking change has already taken place in the human world."
Sewell's old face also looked listless. He waved his hand and said, "Let the soldiers continue to hold on. Instruct all water magicians to provide sufficient water at all costs. Apart from this, we have no other choice."
When the herald bowed and stepped back, Seville looked at another burly figure on the side and said, "Your Highness, Prince Griffin, what do you think of the current situation?"
"What else can I see? Since this terrifying illusion barrier has not dissipated yet, it means that the alien is still alive and well."
Andre's scarred face was devoid of sharpness, and he said weakly: "In any case, we underestimated his strength."
"You are right. It is pride and greed that have blinded our eyes."
Sewell's wrinkled face was filled with regret. He sighed heavily and said, "If I hadn't listened to the instigation of the Holy Temple of Light, none of this would have happened."
At this point, Seville's old face froze, and he said, "Speaking of which, why did the Holy Temple of Light want to sow discord between us and the Cold Flame Kingdom? Has His Royal Highness the Prince of Griffin not considered this?"
"What's the point of considering these? I just want to fight. Since someone is willing to help me, I will not let go of this opportunity."
Andre's voice became weaker and weaker, and he shook his head helplessly and said, "It's a pity that I chose the wrong opponent. This may bring disaster to the Holy Night Kingdom. It's all my fault for being too reckless."
Seeing that Andre, who was known for his iron-bloodedness and stubbornness, had completely surrendered, Sewell sighed and murmured to himself, "After all, we are just a foil. The source of the dispute is the decisive battle between the young man from another world and the Temple of Light. Since the young man from another world is still standing, does that mean that the Temple of Light has been defeated?"
"what?"
Hearing this, Andre, who had been listless, also perked up and said in astonishment, "Mr. Speaker, are you saying that the alien defeated the Holy Temple of Light? Are you kidding? This is impossible!"
"Don't you think those rampant dark red roots are too strange? They suddenly appeared and disappeared, and almost sucked all our energy. They contain a powerful forbidden power, and the coverage area is extremely wide. They must have been brewing for a long time. It is definitely not the work of the young man from another world. After all, he has a limited time to come."
Sewell stroked his short gray beard and said thoughtfully, "The answer is self-evident."
"Mr. Speaker, do you mean that the Temple of Light created those dark red roots that cannot be cut off?"
Andre's face was full of disbelief, and he frowned and asked, "But why did the other party attack us?"
"No, in my opinion, it's not just us that are being attacked. I'm afraid the dark red roots have also spread to other places, because there is no trace of the source of the dark red roots found in the canyon. In other words, this is not the source of those roots."
Sewell narrowed his eyes and continued to speculate: "Even such a remote Eversleeping Canyon was not spared. This shows that the coverage of these dark red roots is extremely wide. In the human world, I am afraid that only the Temple of Light can do such a thing."
"Could it be the other two neutral organizations?"
Andre pondered for a moment and asked with a frown.
"It is indeed possible, but don't forget that the Holy Temple of Light is the culprit who instigated us to fight against that young man from another world."
A solemn look emerged on Seville's old face, and he continued, "If the other party instigated us to kill someone with a borrowed knife and divert everyone's attention, and then cultivate those roots in secret..."
"Then won't we become the opponent's pawns without knowing it, or even seek our own death?"
Before Sewell could finish his words, Andre blurted out, "If this is really the case, with all those rampant roots disappearing, doesn't that mean that the alien really defeated the Holy Temple of Light and even made up for our mistakes?"
As Andre's voice fell, the entire tent fell into silence. Only two pairs of trembling eyes were still looking at each other, both filled with anxiety and regret.
"It seems that His Royal Highness Prince Griffin and His Excellency the Speaker have already faced the reality."
Without any warning, a calm voice was heard, and a figure emitting a majestic aura appeared out of thin air in the central military tent.
"A fifth-level expert?"
Feeling the vast aura coming towards them, Seville and Andre were both startled and took alert postures.
But after seeing who it was, the two of them opened their eyes wide and blurted out, "It's you? The Prince of the Holy Lion?"
Needless to say, what was reflected in the eyes of the two was Lei Xiao's figure.
Although the two had never seen Lei Xiao at such a close distance, Lei Xiao's magical portrait had already spread throughout the human world, so the two naturally recognized him immediately.
"Your Highness Prince Griffin, Mr. Speaker, this should be our first formal meeting, right? I didn't expect that you recognized me right away. I am really flattered."
Lei Xiao's face was gentle, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Then let's get straight to the point."
(End of this chapter)