Chapter 189 The Lost

The sudden strange scene stunned Rhodes and the others.

Because it was the first time they had seen this kind of half-spiritual and half-physical life, and they were basically elves and humans.

It looks like...

A soul in the process of transformation into a physical entity.

Or is it an entity that is transforming into a soul?
"What are they doing? Escorting these people inside?" Augula asked in a low voice.

Unexpectedly.

When he turned around, he found that Yilin had already half come out, staring at a figure in the escort team with wide eyes.

"Lillian! She's still alive!"

Her voice was trembling with uncontrollable excitement and disbelief, but she still tried to keep her voice down so as not to be noticed by those in the distance.

"Lillian? Is she one of your tribesmen?" Rhodes asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Irene answered confidently, "Although his appearance has changed a little, I will never make a mistake. He is definitely one of my people!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She accidentally lost control and let out a breath.

"Who's there?"

In the escort team, a tall elf walking in front suddenly pulled up his bow and arrow, pointing it directly at where they were hiding.

Erin's expression changed slightly, but she quickly reacted and whispered to Rhode and Augla beside her, "I'll go over and take a look. If the situation is not right, Augla, take Lord Rhode away immediately."

"Okay, be careful."

Rhodes nodded, with no intention of leaving immediately.

If it was true as Irene said, that the elf was one of her people, then perhaps they could communicate smoothly and obtain more information.

Anyway, those elves only seem to be level four at most and cannot threaten their safety.

"Then I'll go."

Erin gritted her teeth, left the fruit space and came outside, looking at the elf with a bow pointing in this direction: "Lillian, it's me, Erin, don't you remember me?"

Her appearance made the entire escort team tense up, and they all raised their bows and arrows and aimed at this side.

The leading elf named Lillian frowned and said, "Elin? Are you Erin?"

Perhaps it was because the interval was too long, the elf recalled for a long time before finally remembering something, and his eyes gradually lit up.

But she immediately noticed the polluted land under Erin's feet, and her expression suddenly changed: "No! You are not Erin! You are Nightmare!"

"I……"

Whoosh!
As soon as Erin opened her mouth, a sound of breaking air was heard.

A sharp arrow turned into an afterimage and shot towards her.

The speed of his expression change was beyond Rhodes and his companions' expectations.

Fortunately, Erin was quite strong. She dodged the arrow with a flash and ran towards the other side quickly.

"Lillian, what's wrong with you? I'm really Irene, don't you recognize me?" Her voice was filled with anxiety, eager to prove her identity.

"Damn Nightmare, do you still think this trick can fool us? Go to hell!"

Amid the angry shouts, the rangers in charge of escorting the woman attacked one after another, shooting arrows one after another, mercilessly targeting Erin.

The murderous intent and words that did not sound fake at all made Erin even more anxious, not understanding what was going on.

Seeing that the noise was getting louder and louder and might attract other indigenous residents at any time, Rhodes acted decisively.

"Save those people and get out of here first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his arms and two magic circles lit up. With a rumbling sound, he summoned large vines to entangle the elves.

Erin, who was dodging the arrows, gritted her teeth and rushed forward as a shadow.

"Sorry."

After leaving a few words, he took away the chained "prisoners" and rushed out of the forest to reunite with Rhodes and his men.

However, before they could say anything, a prisoner who had broken free spoke first: "Come with me, I know a place where we can hide!"

Rhodes and the others, who originally wanted to leave here directly, looked at each other, immediately changed their minds and followed.

The group kept traveling through the woods, turning around for who knows how long, and finally arrived at a dilapidated building ruins.

The leading old elf asked a few tribesmen to dig up the rubble, revealing a well-hidden magic circle underneath.

Then he felt around his dirty body, took out a green crystal, and inserted it into the central groove.

"Hurry up, they are coming!"

He waved to Rhodes and the others, and the magic circle under his feet lit up.

Rhodes and the others looked at each other, and when they heard the sound of pursuit getting closer and closer behind them, they stood inside the magic circle without hesitation.

hum-

A burst of light.

After a feeling of weightlessness, they arrived in a dark underground building.

Before I could stand still, I heard shouts of surprise from the side.

"came back!"

"They're back!"

"Great!"

"Quickly cut off the connection of the magic circle!"

Along with these sounds, the teleportation array that had originally glowed suddenly dimmed and fell completely silent.

Rhodes reacted and finally saw the surrounding scene clearly with the help of the firelight on the wall. He was stunned on the spot.

people.

There was a huge crowd of people, and there were many other races, who were surrounding the magic circle where they were standing. They all looked pale and thin, and were completely different from the natives outside.

"what is happening?"

Yilin couldn't help but ask. She still hadn't recovered from the sudden changes.

The appearance of unfamiliar faces instantly caused the crowd to become agitated, and everyone looked alert, like a frightened bird.

"Don't worry, they saved us."

The old elf quickly stepped forward and explained what had happened along the way.

After these words were spoken, everyone's expressions finally eased a lot, and they all looked at Rhode and the other three curiously.

Especially after seeing the completely materialized bodies of Rhodes and the little thing, he was even more surprised.

"You two have gotten over the nightmare?"

“It’s really completely transformed into a physical entity!”

"How did you do it?"

The crowd cried out in surprise and gathered around Rhodes and the little thing, as if they had seen something incredible.

It was not until then that Rhodes noticed that these people were just like the old elf, with their bodies being half soul and half physical.

Some have more physical parts, some have more soul parts, but without exception, none of them are pure souls like the indigenous people outside.

Is this the reason why they are being hunted?
And what does it mean to get rid of a nightmare?
"Okay, don't gather here. They must be tired after just escaping. Let's take them over to rest first."

The old elf quickly stepped forward to stop it.

He seemed to have considerable prestige here, and after he finished speaking, the crowd finally calmed down and gradually made way.

The old elf looked at Erin, perhaps with a little respect because of her strength: "Please follow me, I will take you to rest first. Those lost people will not be able to find this place for a while."

"The Lost? What is that?"

Augla quickly followed, and Rhodes and the others followed closely behind, with a lot of questions in their minds.

"The Lost Ones are the ones who were chasing us just now." The old elf sighed, his old face full of sadness.

"Why are they chasing us? We haven't done anything bad." Augla curled his lips, looking unhappy.

As soon as they met, they attacked without saying a word, calling them nightmares and monsters, and chased them away everywhere. When had Augla ever suffered such humiliation?

“It’s normal that you don’t know.”

The old elf obviously regarded them as people living in this world. He took down a torch from the wall and continued:

"Ever since the Dreamweaver's temperament changed, the entire Terrasil has changed. All souls have lost themselves. Only a few remain awake, but they are regarded as nightmares, driven away or even killed."

"Bah! Is that what you call lost?" The accompanying human cursed, "They are corrupted, their souls have been corrupted, and they have become complete monsters!"

"No, you are wrong. They can still be saved. We just haven't found a way to wake them up."

"Solution? What solution? Terrasil is finished!"

"Max, I don't want to argue with you about this anymore, and you'd better not interfere with our plans."

"Humph! I'm not interested in causing trouble."

In the end, the two parted ways unhappily because of the quarrel.

Rhodes and the others listened silently at the side, but their hearts were shocked.

Is the Dream Weaver really still alive?

And it seems to be in this city called Terrasil?
Thinking of this, Rhodes couldn't help but ask.

"I don't understand one thing. You said those people were corrupt, but I think they are fine."

"No, they're completely crazy, they just look normal!" Max slowed down and walked over to them.

"why?"

Now Rhodes was even more confused.

Judging from the fact that they can communicate normally, those people should be normal. At least they still retain their self-awareness and don't look crazy at all.

"Max is absolutely right about that. They are indeed crazy."

The old elf sighed and said slowly, "1,500 years ago, our ancestors were brought to the territory by the Dreamweaver because the Dream Forest was destroyed. They lived there for more than a thousand years until that incident happened..."

"At the beginning, only a few people went crazy and attacked their own people without any warning. At that time, we thought it was an ordinary vicious incident and didn't pay much attention to it. We just locked them up."

"But as time went on, more and more people went crazy. They attacked anyone they saw, shouting about nightmares, monsters, and the like. That's when everyone finally realized something was wrong and started to control the spread of the situation."

"But we still underestimated the severity of the incident. More and more people went crazy and took up weapons to attack their companions. It was like a plague, plunging the entire Terrasil into chaos."

"After a long battle, Terrasil was finally lost and occupied by a group of lunatics. I and a few of my surviving tribesmen had to flee the surface and live in this dark underground. We have been searching for the reason why those people went crazy and how to wake them up."

The old elf's voice echoed in the underground corridor, making Rhodes and his companions feel uncertain.

So such a change actually happened here?
No wonder the indigenous people attacked them without any explanation as soon as they saw them. They could clearly communicate with them, but they treated them as monsters.

In this case, it would be very difficult for them to enter the city and find the mark of the demigod, or the Dream Weaver, one of the four demigods.

"That's not right. Wasn't the Dream Forest destroyed three hundred years ago? How could it be more than a thousand years ago?" Augula muttered stupidly, his focus clearly not being on the same line.

However, his words reminded Rhode and Erin that the speed of time here was obviously different from that outside, and the difference was huge.

Three hundred years outside.

It has been 1,500 years here!

Is this also the power of the Dream Weaver?
"Yeah!"

Suddenly, the little thing's cry interrupted their thoughts.

The team turned the corner and came into a lounge, where they saw many thin figures sitting against the wall, looking lifeless.

"I'm sorry, because the ground has been occupied, we don't have much land to plant, and we don't have food to entertain you. We have to ask you to rest here for a while." The old elf said apologetically.

(End of this chapter)