Chapter 824: 821: The Guide
Chapter 824: Chapter 821: The Guide
The sailor lay completely silent, motionless amongst the black and white tall grass, imagining himself to have already become a real corpse.
The wind blew chaotically from all directions, stirring the wilderness grasses into swirling waves, among which faint sounds seemed to gradually emerge—sounding like distant murmurs, indistinct conversations, vague sighs, and ethereal melodies like music.
The sailor closed his eyes, allowing the calm of the dead to engulf him, submerging himself in this endless wilderness.
Agatha held her staff, slowly circling the sailor three times. The runes on the ground lit up under her steps, and the pale flames gradually emitted a bright glow before she stopped again near the sailor’s head, inserting her staff into the ground and slowly spreading her arms.
The wind over the wilderness suddenly became more chaotic and fierce, and the voices brought by the wind became much clearer. However, just when Duncan thought the “Guardians” on this side had been awakened, the surrounding wind gradually died down, and all sounds vanished as well.
“…Hmm?” Agatha opened her eyes, puzzled, as her eyebrows gradually furrowed.
“What happened?” Duncan immediately asked curiously.
The sailor lying on the ground couldn’t help but open his eyes too, realizing there was something wrong with the ritual, but remembering Agatha’s earlier instructions, he dared not speak or turn his head, and could only continue to tense up, desperately trying to convey his confusion through his eyes.
“…At the moment the ‘passage’ was established, I thought I really sensed the presence of the ‘Guardians’ from the realm of the dead,” Agatha said, frowning, “but they did not respond and left directly.”
“No response?” Duncan asked puzzledly, looking down at the pretending-to-be-corpse still lying on the ground sending desperate eye signals, “Was your ‘fake’ seen through?”
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