The Savior's Handbook of Destruction

Chapter 220 Climbing to the top!

Ye Fan's tribe has a tradition, which is to spread fire.

Climbing a huge mountain, carrying a torch to light the fire on the mountain, Ye Fan has carried out this fire-passing ceremony with his elders since he was a child.

For this reason, he has honed his iron will and is indomitable.

He wanted to give it a try, but the old hunter couldn't beat him.

"Go south along the road in Xuecheng. I can only help you get here. There are some food, clothes, and weapons here. Take them with you."

Ye Fan couldn't bear to take these things, "Thank you, you taught me a lot, I will not forget it."

The old man shook his head, "You don't need to thank me, you have brought a lot of things, but you have to remember."

"This road to the snow-capped mountains, once set out, can never stop or turn back."

"This is a road without a loop. Since you have embarked on this road, there are only two endings before you."

"The first is to reach the summit, the second is to die."

"Must come back alive, kid."

Ye Fan nodded, then put on a thick leather jacket, fully armed, covering every part of his body.

Stabbing into the snow with two wooden sticks, Ye Fan set off on two crutches.

The old hunter looked after him and said, "May the moonlight guide you, young man on your journey."

……

Soon, half a day passed.

The road under Ye Fan's feet began to become more and more difficult. Even with two crutches, he couldn't test the depth of the snow layer.

He wears a thick glazed goggle on his head. Naturally, this precious glazed product was obtained through the dry food he saved for a month.

For some reason, when he followed the direction pointed by the old hunter, a blizzard suddenly blew up on the calm snow field.

The snow layer began to get thicker and thicker, and the road ahead became more and more difficult.

When Ye Fan turned his head away, his footprints had completely disappeared.

There is no trace of the road behind me, so it is like this, once you set foot on this road, you can never turn back.

The way back has been submerged in ice and snow, and the only thing he can do is to keep moving forward.

Keep going.

Taking out the compass to determine the direction, Ye Fan's body temperature was rapidly passing by, but he had no camping spot.

Xue Zeng was gradually getting taller than him, and he had no choice but to use his hands to dig a way out.

Finally, he began to feel himself going up.

And the snow layer began to thin out bit by bit.

But Ye Fan was cold and hungry, and the kettle he brought was frozen.

He could only eat dry food while braving the wind and snow, he couldn't stop, he had to keep going, time was of the essence.

Soon, another day passed.

Ye Fan no longer knew how long he had been walking. He had almost lost the concept of time. He could no longer hold on.

His will is gradually numb, and he can't even feel the existence of his legs.

The only thing that supported him to move forward was this still sober head.

Limbs numbly repeating the movements that have been repeated hundreds of times.

Ye Fan kept moving forward until he fell down for the first time.

He is tired, he really wants to rest.

But within a short while, he found frozen corpses under the white snow.

The moment he saw the body, Ye Fan woke up. He suddenly raised his head, only to find that he was submerged in thick ice and snow.

Breaking out of the snowdrift, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and moved forward again.

This road is a hundred times more difficult than he imagined.

Gradually, the air began to become thinner. Every time Ye Fan took a breath, he had to exert all his energy. This was a double torture of both the spirit and the body.

And he didn't have much dry food until the third day.

Ye Fan finally ran out of dry food, and the road ahead seemed endless, and the blizzard didn't stop for a moment.

Even if he dared to stop for a moment, the snow all over the sky would be enough to swallow him up.

keep going.

Ye Fan saw countless corpses along the way, more and more, those former climbers have all fallen down.

But he wanted to step on the corpses of those people and move on.

Gradually, he had hallucinations, as if hundreds of climbers were climbing with him.

This feeling...

Suddenly Ye Fan slipped his foot and almost fell down on the snow mountain.

But at this time, someone suddenly pushed him from behind.

It was the former climbers, their dead souls gathered together, forming an inexplicable force and pushing on his back.

Looking forward, the phantoms of those climbers extended their right hands to him at the same time.

As if telling him, what are you waiting for?
There is still a long way to go.

Grit your teeth, lift your feet, and keep going.

Another half day passed, and Ye Fan felt that this half day was particularly long.

And his life is also emerging like a horse watching flowers, everything is so long, long...

Stab it!

Ye Fan didn't pay attention, and suddenly a sharp rock scratched his left leg, and the clothes on his left leg were also torn.

Ye Fan picked up the cloth strip he had carried and tied it on his left leg, then gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Gradually, his left leg became inflamed, and the wound swelled little by little, and his head began to get hotter and hotter.

The inflammation caused a fever, and Ye Fan was gradually becoming weak.

To reclaim his former home, he must climb to the top.

Must, and must.

Whatever it takes to get to that place.

that place……

This was a long spiritual journey, until the snowstorm in front of him gradually disappeared, and a round of dawn shone on Ye Fan's face.

Blizzard disappeared, and he saw the end.

He finally brought this road without a loop to an end.

But it seems that it ends here...

bump!
Ye Fan fainted due to the inflammation of the wound and various reasons, and fell in front of the gate of Shuguang.

Obviously just a little bit.

Just a little bit...

At this moment, Ye Fan saw Leilei's bones and corpse beside him.

Their postures are extremely unified. They stretch out their hands forward and can reach that place even if they take another step.

Ye Fan also stretched out his right hand in the confusion, and stretched out his right hand along with countless corpses.

It was as if there was an invisible door ahead, and they were working together to push open that door.

Snapped!
Suddenly, an invisible hand grabbed Ye Fandu's hand.

A phantom condensed in front of her looked like a goddess, more like a mother.

She grabbed Ye Fan's hand, and then slowly pulled him to the other side of the door to welcome the dawn of victory.

……

When Ye Fan woke up, he was already intact, and even his body regained consciousness.

And there is also a warm feeling.

He reached the top of the mountain, and the sun became particularly bright.

It was as if he was right in front of him, and at this moment, he saw a huge creature.

A giant like a mountain, he stands on the top of the mountain, staring at Ye Fan.

"In 500 years, you are the first."

……

(End of this chapter)