Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 220 End of Story
”Grosel!”
Dragonzell, the closest Knight of Discipline to the giant, ran up to him and held onto Groselle, then let go a little bit and slowly stood up straight, as if he was having a disorienting dream.
Shatas broke away from Moabit’s support, not caring about the pain in her body, and with the help of the wind, she quickly ran to Grosser’s side.
She bent down and carefully observed for a while, then whirled around and pushed the other party, shouting at the top of her voice:
”Wake up! Wake up!
”It’s time for us to get out!”
Her voice faded, and she was slowly voiceless.
Mobet stood by and saw the giant’s body stagger, struggling to keep its balance, and finally flopping to the ground.
He was silent for a few seconds and let out a slow, long breath.
By this time, Anderson and Edwina had run to the frozen ascetic Snorman, one using flames and the other simulating holy light to help the other thaw out quickly, and only Klein, being nearby, came directly next to Grosel.
His “Spirit Line” vision told him that his opponent was dead, only his spirit remained, but it was beginning to dissipate, making his damage transfer ability useless.
From the moment he burned the Morning Glory and wrapped himself around the Frost Dragon for the second time, Grosel should have been ready to die……. Kraven was silent for a moment.
Mobet glanced at him and said with a bitter smile:
”Frankly speaking, I haven’t seen many giants either, most of my impressions came from books, teachers and parents, and always thought that this race was cruel and furious, closer to monsters than to intelligent beings, but that’s not the case with Grothel, he’s outspoken, honest, optimistic, and although he looks a bit stupid, he knows better than anyone else what’s right and what’s wrong.
”He told me it was because he wasn’t one of the oldest of those giants, not even the second or third generation …… cruel tyrannical mad giants with the same mating instincts that give birth to offspring, and every now and then a saner type comes along in the offspring, which in turn reproduce the offspring and take the entire Giant race more and more out of the category of monsters.
”Heh, I don’t know whether to believe him or not, but his existence proves such a possibility ……”
As Mo Bette spoke, he suddenly paused, seemingly falling into memories of the past.
At this moment, Edwina and Anderson leaned over with Snyman holding his body still visibly stiff, and the ascetic then struggled to Grocer’s side.
Looking at the tightly closed vertical eye, Snoman drew a cross-like symbol on his chest, half-closed his eyes, and whispered a prayer:
”Father of all, Great Root, here is an honest and pure spirit …… may he enter your kingdom and receive eternal salvation ……”
Shattas opened her mouth as if to say that Grosel believed in the Giant King Olmir, but in the end did not speak, watching in silence as Snorman finished his prayer.
”We must get out soon, who knows how long that door will last!” The elven singer said as she looked around the room, looking rather grumpy from her grief and pain.
She looked down at the giant again and added in a low voice:
”We can’t let Grosel’s spirit dissipate into this world of make-believe, we must return him to the real!”
”Good.” Mobet immediately agreed, and Klein and the others had even less objection.
Edwina turned her head and called out to the cave where the ice and snow hung:
”Daniz, you can come out now.”
At this time, Shatas’ eyes rolled slightly and seemed to have thought of something, so she turned her head sideways to Klein:
”Do you have a pen and paper?”
”Yes.” Klein took out the water-absorbent pen and note paper he had brought along with him, this was the professionalism of a “soothsayer”.
Shatas took it and started writing until Daniz ran out of the cave.
Daniz was silent and did not say a word, his mood seemed to be rather low, and there was no obvious joy or excitement because he was about to leave the world of the book.
Finally, Shattas stopped writing and returned both the paper and the pen to Klein:
”The formula you asked for.”
Isn’t it a deal only when you go out? Klein muttered noiselessly in confusion, and took his pen and the formula for the “Ocean Singer” magic potion.
As if sensing his disbelief, Shattas turned her head, looked at Grocer on the ground, and said in a low voice:
”We are companions now.”
So it’s possible to just give the magic potion formula? Klein put away the items and nodded his head in a slightly unnoticeable way:
”I’ll give you the glass when we get out.”
Shattas didn’t answer and nudged Mobet:
”Go carry the groselle.”
Mobet looked down at his not-so-fit body and his tip-high leather boots, and with a helpless, bitter smile, walked over to one of Grosel’s thighs.
”Knight of Punishment” Longzell followed in silence, bending down to hug the giant’s left shoulder.
Anderson glanced around and tsked:
”You’re wounded and weak, so I’d better do it.”
He then wrapped his arms around Grosel’s other shoulder.
Klein was about to go for the remaining one at the thigh, when Danitz had gone over quickly and grabbed the position.
Seeing this, he stopped and watched as Anderson and the others lifted Grosel up and towards the illusory door covered in snow.
He, Edwina, and Shattas and Snowman, who were staggering on their feet and shaking their bodies, followed beside them in silence, arriving at the location of the exit that was diffused from the corpse of the Frost Dragon Urisian.
At this time, Klein looked around and realized that the light blue blood that flowed out of the “King of the North” had all disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Sure enough, a manifested, almost real monster …… Klein fell back and watched as Edwina took a few steps forward, bent her back slightly, and pressed her palms against the door.
Then the “iceberg general” fierce force, the snow-covered door pushed open.
Noiselessly, the crowd saw everything became illusory, then transparent, disappeared.
In front of their eyes quickly appeared rows of tan-colored bookshelves, appeared outside the window has fallen to the horizon of the orange sun, appeared a table with pens, ink bottles and paper.
This was the captain’s cabin of “Iceberg Admiral” Edwina!
Klein and the others quickly looked at the center of the table, where a tawny parchment stapled book was spread out.
The book was turned by an invisible wind, and when it reached the last page, Klein and the others saw the end:
”With the help of the mad adventurer, the mighty hunter, Grocer fulfilled his promise and led his teammates to slay the ‘King of the North’, but he, too, lay long dead in the Frost Country.”
”Neither gives us the ending …… Shatas, where do you want to go next?” Mobet put down Grosel’s lap and asked the elven singer with a sideways glance.
Shatas’s gaze was horribly confused for several seconds, then she said firmly:
”To find my people ……”
Before her words fell, she suddenly saw Mobet’s flaxen hair turning white rapidly, and saw visible wrinkles appear on the other party’s originally smooth face.
In just a breath of time, the Mobet in her eyes had aged to the point of dying.
Shatas’ heart tightened and she was about to pounce on him, but she was shocked to realize that her legs had become powerless at some point.
With a thud, she fell to the floor and realized that the backs of her hands were also covered in the patches that only old people have.
She realized at once what was going on, and the tears in her eyes could not be stopped from sliding down, while her body struggled and struggled, trying to crawl towards Mobet.
Mobet had likewise fallen softly to the ground, was likewise squirming toward her, and extended his right palm forward.
Shattas passed her own right palm over and took the dry, withered hand in hers.
They looked up with difficulty, their eyes reflecting the other’s current appearance.
The corners of their mouths simultaneously ticked upwards and unclenched feebly, their eyelids dropping down to block out the light.
Klein, Edwina, Anderson, and Danez were completely unresponsive to such a change, and didn’t know what they could do but watch as Grosel’s body decayed rapidly, the flesh and blood evaporating to nothing but bones and precipitated extraordinary properties, and watch as Mobet, Shattas, Snorman, and Lonzel aged and hung dead and then lost their breaths in mere seconds, repeating what had happened to Grosel’s body.
Their clothing either disappeared or turned to rotting ash, their spirits fading at an extraordinary rate and soon they were no more.
”The shortest one has been in there for over 165 years ……,” Edwina whispered to herself, turning her head to look at the white bones looking out over the sea and the sun.
It was the “Knight of Discipline”, Longzell, who was sitting in a chair, looking out to the west, in the direction of Birkeland.
Snorman was sitting next to him, his corpse in a prayer position.
Yes, they have lived for hundreds, thousands of years in the world of the book, and from the rules of the outside world, they who are not even demigods should have died long ago …… I should have thought of this question …… Why was I not at all vigilant? Could it be that …… Klein suddenly remembered the mind level influence that the world of the book had on Mobet, Grosel, and the others, and vaguely judged it.
He looked down once more at the parchment-bound tome, convinced that it held many, many more secrets.
”This guy is quite interesting, dying like this ……,” Anderson skimmed his mouth as he looked at the corpse of Mobet.
At this moment, all the extraordinary characteristics were slowly coalescing, but “Knight of Punishment” Long Zel did not precipitate something similar, Edwina scrutinized for a while and said in a flat tone:
”The magic potion he took was false, and so was the power he gained, just like that frost dragon.”
Supposedly a figment of the world of the book, this borders on falsehood for truth …… Klein sighed silently, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say, so he had to maintain a Germaine Sparrow-esque silence.
For the next ten minutes, no one spoke in the captain’s cabin of the Golden Dream, until the four extraordinary properties took shape.
One of them was the size of a fist, as if it were a heart, covered with holes and shining like the morning sun; one was like a jellyfish, with a transparent outer layer wrapped around azure water, inside which the wind swirled and swirled, and at other times there were flashes of silver and white, and a faint melodious singing sound; one was a pure shiny crystal, full of sacred feelings; and one was like the palm of a baby’s hand, with its five tiny fingers spread out and changing color according to the different environments. constantly changing skin color.
”Hey, we can’t keep looking like this.” Finally, Anderson broke the silence, “Let’s split these extraordinary characteristics.”
Just as Edwina’s light blue eyes were colored with a touch of anger, the hunter shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly:
”I think it should be their will as well, since we are companions who have fought together.”