In the extremely large and mysterious ruins, the three of them walked side by side, moving forward with firm steps towards the place that was emitting faint light.

Along the way, as if driven by some unknown force, more and more Hill people appeared in this ancient city like ghosts.

They either wander in groups of three or five or alone, snuggling up to each other in dark and damp corners, as if silently enjoying the last peaceful moments in their lives.

"Dain, those Black Snake Knights before..."

Paimon looked around the empty surroundings with his lively eyes, feeling an indescribable uneasiness in his heart. He cautiously asked Dainsleb beside him.

"Don't worry, they won't attack us again." Dainsleb responded calmly, with a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes.

However, even though he spoke so confidently, a faint undercurrent seemed to be quietly surging.

Not long after, they finally came to a relatively open area.

Not far away, a group of hill people were lying weakly in a pile of withered grass, as if they had lost all their vitality.

"What are they doing..." Paimon looked at the scene in front of him. At this moment, wisps of black mist were spreading from the bodies of the Hilichurls.

“This is their destination,” Dyne replied.

The three of them walked forward slowly and gradually, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn.

At this moment, Ying suddenly stopped, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then she walked towards a pile of dry grass not far away without hesitation.

"Ying, what are you going to do?" Paimon looked at Ying's back with a puzzled look on his face and shouted anxiously.

Before Paimon could finish his words, when Ying approached the seemingly ordinary pile of dry grass, he saw two snow-white flowers with extremely strange shapes lying quietly in the withered grass, like two dazzling pearls inlaid in this desolate land.

Just as Ying slowly stretched out her hand to touch the two magical flowers, she felt her vision suddenly darken, as if she had entered a completely unfamiliar world.

Then, a series of strange scenes that she had never seen before quickly emerged before her eyes like a tide...

“Your Highness…” The Apostle of the Fire Abyss stood in the picture with a respectful look on his face, his fiery eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and uneasiness.

"Tell me, how confident are you that you can wake them up?" Kong asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“Your Highness, although the chances are very small, in theory, with the help of the ancient devices in this relic, we may be able to temporarily purify the curse of undeath…” the Apostle of the Abyss stammered.

“Forget it…” Hearing this, Kong sighed softly, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

"No matter what, I'm going to try, even if there's only a one in a thousand chance..." Kong said firmly, his words revealing an unstoppable force.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, and happened to meet Ying's eyes.

She looked at her brother walking towards her and stretched out her hand nervously, but ultimately failed to touch him.

As for Kong, he held the two white flowers tightly in his hands, with a smile on his face……

As the scene ended, Ying slowly stood up. Her face looked slightly pale, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

"elder brother……"

She put her hand to her forehead, trying to ease the previous discomfort.

"Wow Ying, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired?" Paimon asked anxiously, her big eyes full of concern.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Ying looked at Paimon in confusion, not understanding why she asked that.

"Because you suddenly fainted just now." Dain said with a frown.

Hearing this, Ying looked at the two flowers in her hand with some surprise.

The flowers swayed gently in the breeze, as if telling something.

She took a deep breath and told Paimon and Dain in detail everything she had seen, including the conversation between the Apostle of the Fire Abyss and her brother.

Paimon and Dain listened to Ying's story quietly, with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

"In other words, you really saw your brother come to this place?" Paimon's eyes were full of shock, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Yes, that's right, and those images seem to be related to these two strange flowers..."

Ying slowly spread out her palms, but at that moment, she was surprised to find that the originally beautiful flower suddenly became as hard as steel. The texture and hardness made her slightly stunned.

"Don't worry, this is a phenomenon caused by the disturbance of the earth veins, but in theory it can only produce a vague scene at most, just like a dream."

"Could it be because of the twins..." Dain said, he noticed the flowers in Ying's hand.

"…This is the national flower of Kanreya—Intivat…" Dain recognized it accurately at a glance.

"This flower once grew wildly in the prosperous land of Kanreya. Once it leaves its homeland, its delicate branches will instantly become extremely hard."

"But now, this once brilliant flower has become completely extinct across the entire continent and is hard to find anymore."

"But since I woke up from my deep sleep, this flower has been worn on my head obediently." Ying said softly, pointing to the flower on her head.

"Perhaps it is due to some unknown reason, or perhaps someone put it on you personally." Dainsreb narrowed his eyes and thought.

"Humph, trying to purify the curse of immortality is undoubtedly as ridiculous as a fool talking nonsense in a dream."

"Acting in this way will not only fail to purify the curse, but on the contrary, it will cause more serious and unimaginable consequences due to its own autophagy..." He spoke slowly, his words revealing deep worry and helplessness, as if he had already foreseen some terrible ending.

"Then what should we do? These things happened in the past, and perhaps now..." There was a flicker of anxiety in Paimon's smart eyes.

"Let us go and search for the ancient device that the Abyss Cult holds so dear."

Then the group followed Ying closely, with steady and powerful steps.

As they continued to go deeper, Dainsreb could clearly feel that the influence of the curse in his body was gradually weakening, as if a mysterious force was quietly dispelling the evil haze.

Finally, everyone arrived at a place that looked like a huge hall. The light here was so bright that it was a little dazzling.

The surrounding stone walls are covered with thick moss and shocking cracks, as if telling the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history.

Dain's eyes widened in disbelief. He clenched his fists involuntarily. The wonderful feeling he had never experienced before instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current, shocking him greatly.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes focused on the source of the brilliant light - an ancient device hanging upside down in the air.

The device was engraved with inscriptions as tiny as ants, and every stroke seemed to contain endless mysteries.

"That is..." Before Dain could continue, a gate to the abyss suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

“Damn it, there is only one step left, why did I bring you to this place!?” The Apostle of the Abyss appeared from the void, glaring at the person in front of him.

In an instant, a blazing force slammed towards everyone, and the light seemed to turn everything around into ashes.

Seeing this, Ying's heart tightened. She pulled Paimeng and quickly used her skills to dodge.

And Dainsleb rushed forward at full speed, with almost no sound when his footsteps landed.

"It's you who's lingering around." A cold light flashed in Dainsleb's eyes, and he tightly gripped the blade in his hand. The blade flashed with a faint blue light, and endless murderous intent emerged in an instant.

As he moved, a faint blue aura instantly attached to the sword like a tide, as if giving life to the sharp blade.

Then, he suddenly raised the hilt of the sword and swung it fiercely at the Apostle of the Abyss with all his strength. The sharp blade cut through the air, bringing out a sharp whistling sound.

At this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared from the darkness like a ghost. He stood in front of the Apostle of the Abyss at an extremely fast speed and blocked the fatal attack.

Suddenly, a powerful impact force erupted from the collision point, and the aftermath quickly spread around like a wave, and deep cracks appeared on the ground wherever it went.

Dainsreb was caught off guard and was instantly knocked back several meters by the aftermath. His body hit the stone wall beside him heavily, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Qianyu?" Ying widened her eyes, full of disbelief. She clearly saw that the person coming was Qianyu, whom she had not seen for a long time.

And when she came to her senses, Dainsreb readjusted his posture with difficulty. He looked at Qianyu in front of him with a serious gaze, and felt a strong breath of the abyss surging in the other's body.

"Be careful, he seems to be a little strange..." Dainsleb whispered, with a hint of vigilance in his voice.

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