Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster

"The sacred tree..."

"Have you actually declined to this state..."

Looking at the old tree with cracked bark and dead branches and leaves in front of her, Letali's tone was filled with deep shock and sadness.

The so-called sacred tree has now become the only withered tree in this prosperous forest, showing its decay and decay.

Hearing this, the wood-guarding priest who was wearing a green robe and withered hair beside him also sighed.

"When you left, the Lord of the Sacred Tree was still unable to show up, but in front of the three tree wheels, no matter how I prayed, the Lord of the Sacred Tree could no longer give guidance. It was from then on that the border began to break..."

As he said this, the wood-guarding priest looked at Rogge with hope in his eyes.

"I wonder if the Lord you serve, the messenger of the candlelight, can..."

Rogge raised his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

At this time, he had basically figured out the situation of the prosperous sacred tree in front of him.

It was also very simple, that is, the power was exhausted and could not be replenished.

It seems that the sacred tree has already made its own decision. Even if it dies, it must protect the prosperous years.

But this is a stupid way after all.

Why doesn't the sacred tree let the life it protects go out to seek the power contained in the life in the dark border?

There will definitely be casualties, but it is probably much better than sitting back and eating out like now, right?

Could it be that this prosperous years sacred tree is really stubborn to that extent?

Or is there another reason?

These questions.

Rogge just thought about it for a while and didn't bother too much.

As long as the sacred tree in front of him recovers some power and communicates with it, he will know everything by then.

Fortunately, it doesn't need this or that like some errand games...

After making a decision.

Rogge took a step forward and slowly raised his hands. The blue candlelight bloomed in his palms, and the power of the spiritual candle bloomed and gently fell into the trunk of the sacred tree.

Rogge always paid attention to the reaction of the sacred tree.

It's not that he was afraid of being tricked, but the other party's behavior made him feel that this so-called sacred tree was very likely to be old-fashioned and might resist the power of the spiritual candle.

But what surprised him was that the moment the sacred tree came into contact with the power of the spiritual candle, it unreservedly released the only layer of restrictions on its trunk and allowed the power of the spiritual candle to be injected into it.

Seeing this, although Rogge was surprised, he was also happy about it. He directly increased the output. The azure power of the spiritual candle made the entire prosperous forest illuminated by a touch of blue light.

The next moment, the originally withered sacred tree was like a long drought and rain, and the trunk also quickly shed its decay and dryness and regained its vitality.

Such changes have spread from the trunk to the branches, and even some new leaves with azure edges have grown, which is amazing.

"The sacred tree is recovering its vitality!"

Letalie was immediately surprised.

The wrinkled face of the wood priest also showed a long-lost smile.

But not long after, Rogge stopped.

The power of the spirit candle was running low.

But his goal had been achieved.

Thinking of this, Rogge put down his hand and looked at the sacred tree in front of him.

At this time, the sacred tree had almost no signs of decay and decay, but it could not be called lush and leafy. It could only be said that it had just recovered some vitality.

And...

Rogge couldn't help but wonder if the power of the spirit candle had some hidden dyeing function, and it actually dyed the leaves of the sacred tree with a layer of blue on the edge.

Or is this the sacred tree itself?

Rogge didn't have time to think about it, because at this time he had heard a voice with a little fatigue.

"You go out first..."

As the voice fell, the lavender fluorescence sprinkled from the leaves of the sacred tree, and the wood priest and Letali disappeared instantly.

At this time, only Rogge and the sacred tree were left.

Just as Rogge was about to speak, he saw the lavender fluorescence gather again, condensed into a human form, and turned into a long-haired woman wearing a purple corset.

Her face looked gentle and elegant, which made people feel at ease unconsciously.

Then, she came to Rogge, knelt on one knee, and saluted Rogge solemnly.

"Nairil, I pay the highest respect to the Lord of Destiny... and will follow your light forever."

Her voice was gentle but firm.

Rogge frowned slightly.

Why did the manifestation of this sacred tree give him such a great gift right away?

Lord of Destiny, what Lord of Destiny?

Is it related to the origin of the spirit candle?

Rogge exhaled, stepped forward, and helped him up.

"... I have a lot of questions to ask you. If you are willing to answer, let's go one by one, okay?"

"It's an honor to answer your doubts." Nairil nodded slightly, put his hands on his body, and looked at Rogge quietly, without any intention of asking questions.

Her attitude made Rogge a little confused, but fortunately, his thoughts at this time had been blessed by the power of the spirit candle, so he quickly sorted out his thoughts.

"First of all, what is the Lord of Destiny?"

"The Lord of Destiny comes from the prophecy of fire that I got from combining the remains of the primordial flame and the primordial embers. In this prophecy, the Lord of Destiny will let me revive the light of fire and lead us forward."

"That's why I'm waiting for you here."

Nairel quickly gave a reply, his voice was calm and people could hear it clearly.

"..."

The remains of the primordial flame? The primordial embers? The prophecy of fire?

Rogge was confused and didn't understand the terms at all.

Well, one question directly led to three more questions.

But don't be in a hurry, just ask slowly.

Soon.

According to Rogge's questions, Nayriel also gave due answers one after another, but this time, she chose to start from the beginning and explained a lot of secrets.

"As the source of the world, the primordial fire does not exist alone. Just like flames, the primordial fire is also divided into three extremely important parts..."

"Primordial flame, primordial fire, and...primordial ash."

"Primordial flame is the foundation that supports the burning operation of the world. It is divided into five, and I was born in one of them [Life Essence·Medralga's Belly]."

"But the rest of the primordial flame, I am not qualified to know..."

Nayriel shook his head gently.

Life Essence·Medralga's Belly?

Wait...Medral?

Rogge's thoughts were quick, and he quickly recalled a fragment of an unknown ritual scroll he had obtained not long ago. It seemed that the word "Medgar" was mentioned on it, and the latter part happened to be torn. (See Chapter 264 for details)

There should be a connection between the two!

Rogge had doubts in his heart, but he did not interrupt Nyriel, because what he said was more important.

"... For a long time, the original flame materials have never changed much. Their existence supports the foundation of the world's operation, until the arrival of the "extinguishing moment" caused them to collapse and shatter. The flame materials were no longer there, and the first fire extinguished itself, and the world became the disordered appearance it is today..."

Rogge frowned.

The original flame materials that supported the world, that is, the burning of the original fire, collapsed...

Since one of them is [Life Essence·Womb of Medralga], what are the other original flame materials?

Space? Time?

It should be closely related to the current situation of the world...

Seeing that Rogge did not ask, Nyriel continued to tell the story.

"... and the original fire, after the longest and most vigorous burning at the beginning, was reshaped into eight parts..."

"They are: the fire of wisdom, the fire of ignorance, the fire of order, the fire of chaos, the fire of the sun, the fire of the night, the fire of the earth, and the fire of the ocean..."

"They have great power and authority, and together they embrace the burning of the original fire, illuminating the world with fire, and continuing eight eras of burning..."

Seeing that Nayriel paused.

At this time, Rogge raised his hand slightly, interrupted her words, and asked a question.

"Why are you not qualified to know the names of the five original flames, but you can know these original fires?"

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He was a little curious and a little suspicious.

And Nayriel's explanation quickly dispelled his doubts.

She bowed to Rogge and spoke softly.

"This is because... the firelight illuminates the world. While enjoying the light, they also naturally see their light."

"And the flame material has always been unknown."

Hearing this, Rogge suddenly realized, nodded, and gestured to the other party to continue.

Nairel soon mentioned the "original ashes."

"...After the original flames burned out, they became the original ashes. They are the source of the flame material, but also the source of ominousness..."

"In the era of burning flames, ashes are not visible, not known to life, and suppressed by flames."

"But in the era of extinguishing flames, ashes will fly around, infect the broken world, and cause ominous pollution..."

Speaking of this, Nayriel suddenly looked solemn.

"Lord of Destiny, please forgive me for being rude. Now I can't mention these ominous things to you. They are the few powerful beings in the darkness that are not affected..."

Nairel seemed to be afraid. He obviously knew the name of these "original ashes", but chose not to mention it to Rogge.

However,

When Rogge heard this, he quickly thought of the "ominous forces" he had encountered so far.

So he asked briefly, and Nyriel nodded solemnly.

There is no doubt that "corruption", "madness", "pain", "plague" and so on... all belong to the original ashes.

But Rogge was a little surprised: "Can't mention, do you mean the real name or these descriptions?"

"Strictly speaking, whether it is their names or descriptions, they should not be mentioned, which will easily attract their attention." Nyriel shook his head.

Rogge was stunned when he heard this.

Not only can't even mention the "name", but even the description can't be described?

Isn't that the end?

After all, he has been talking about it since the first day he encountered these "original ashes".

And, it's okay if he said it himself.

He also made this information into a setting collection and put it all in the forum.

Some candle scholars mention it every day and think about it all the time...

Wang Dao, this kid even ignited the fire related to it and became a lunatic, even the source of his power...

Based on this situation, if according to what Nyriel said, wouldn't he have been stared at by the eyes in the dark border for a long time?

In other words, the source of "madness" and "corruption"... has been staring at him closely from the beginning to the end?

"..."

Thinking of this, Rogge suddenly felt as if countless pairs of eyes suddenly appeared on his back and stared at him, and he felt a little scared.

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, and he is not too afraid.

Compared with this, he is more confused.

Regarding these so-called "original ashes", Lingzhu gave him feedback that there is no problem at all...

But if this is the case, wouldn't Lingzhu's feedback conflict with what Nayriel said?

After all, these "original ashes" have never tried to get involved in Zhuxin Island or anything like that.

On the contrary, that damn firewood snatcher was beaten by him and the players once but still didn't behave honestly...

Thinking of this, Rog paused and chose to directly inform Nayriel of the situation.

"This..." Nayriel was also surprised and doubtful for a moment after hearing this, and hesitated: "... This may be the special thing about you as the Lord of Destiny..."

Although she also felt very strange, even a little weird, she finally attributed it to the specialness of the "Lord of Destiny".

...Well, although this sacred tree Nayriel has a great background, it seems to be a half-baked one.

"Huh... Thank you for telling me this important information about the primordial fire."

Rogge exhaled, memorized this information, and then raised another extremely important question.

"Let's talk about the 'Extinction Moment' next..."

Rogge thought that Nayriel, who knew so many secrets, should know the "Extinction Moment".

But Nayriel shook his head gently at this time, with an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry, my lord..."

"I put most of my energy on preserving these important memories and some abilities, so the memories related to the Extinction Moment have long dissipated, and I can't answer your confusion in detail..."

"But..."

"...I may be able to analyze it for you."

Speaking of this, Nayriel paused, and did not keep the secret, and quickly said the second half of the sentence.

"...After the original flame burned out, the eight great fires were born quickly, and the fire of wisdom became the original fire, and the life of the world thus gained the light of wisdom..."

"Perhaps, the disaster was buried because of this."

"In the subsequent burning era, the original fires burned one after another, letting their own flames illuminate the world."

"And as the number of the eight great fires extinguished increased, new fires were also born. They were not the original, and their authority was not all inherited."

"They retain a lot of humanity, and humanity... is mixed with a lot of complex emotions."

At this point, Nayriel sighed and looked at Rogge.

"My Lord of Destiny..."

"This is the last thing I want to tell you, and it is also the most important thing..."

"The essence of fire... is to burn selflessly... Pour everything on the altar... Spread your great power along with the light, let the world bathe in fire, let all the fire gods guard your fire, and chant your name together..."

"Therefore, every fire that has ever burned is also called... the Lord of Fire by the world."