Chapter 511

The last green prophet was dead, and wesselis absorbed the power of the old God.

And the last sons of the forest are willing to follow him away. Wesselis is naturally happy, otherwise they will be annihilated in the long river of history.

However, when wesselis asked about the other sons of the forest, the leaf told him that the other sons of the forest were underground or in trees.

"Underground? In the tree?"

Wesselis had a puzzled look on his face, and then the leaf opened his mouth and explained.

"You may not understand that this is the ultimate destination of the sons of the forest..."

The sons of the forest were born and buried in nature. They will choose a way of self termination when their life is coming to an end.

One of them is to integrate with a fish beam and become a member of the forest, and another way is to go into the abyss under the divine tree and never return.

"It was our home before our ancestors came to this land you call Westeros."

The expression on leaf's face rarely became serious, especially when wesselis proposed to have a look at the abyss, he warned him that it was very dangerous to do so.

"Thousands of bones are buried here. It is said that they can extend to the endless depths of the earth and even to the center of the earth."

"Even though we have lived here for millions of years, we still haven't explored the secret of the forgotten road."

The sacred tree grows directly above the bottomless abyss, which is now at the feet of wesselis and the sons of the forest. When the position of the abyss changes, the sacred tree will change with it.

Perhaps because of this, the three eyed crow will claim that the strange ghost will find him sooner or later, because the sacred tree grows above the hole, its existence is like a light in the dark, and they can never escape.

"Is what the strange ghost really wants to find the entrance to the abyss?"

Wesselis's expression moved slightly, and then read the memory of the three eyed crow, but the answer was somewhat ambiguous, which could not confirm his idea.

Even though he wants to travel through time and space to see the past, he has no specific time coordinates.

"I want to see this forgotten road."

Wesselis offered to see the ancient road.

After discussing with Xuefa for half a day, ye finally nodded and decided to take wesselis to have a look. After all, he has become the last green prophet and is one of his own.

Then wesselis followed behind the two girls and walked along the path in the cave to a deeper place under the sacred tree.

There were dense roots all around. It was silent, and the light gradually dimmed.

Wesselis lit a torch and lit up the road until the external light had completely disappeared, leaving only the light of the torch to disperse the darkness.

Then the winding downhill road didn't know how long it took. Maybe half a day, the cave ran through the whole mountain. Even wesselis couldn't help feeling sleepy. When the two children and girls of the forest were tired, they finally reached the entrance of the bottomless cave.

But this "forgotten road" called by the sons of the forest has not come to an end. It stretches to the depths of the cave and can't see the end.

The height of the hole was not very high, and wesselis was barely tall enough to walk in upright.

"Here it is."

The girl with withered flowers turned her head and said.

Wesselis looked at the hole and his eyes were slightly frozen. When he saw the bottomless hole, he instinctively felt a sense of danger.

This feeling is very similar to what he felt when he saw the black fog rising from the sky in the varelian ruins.

"I'll go in and have a look."

Then he slightly shook the torch in his handshake, then came forward and took a picture deep in the cave with the torch.

The fire easily dispelled the darkness and lit up the scenery in the cave. It looked like an ordinary cave, but it made wesselis feel dangerous.

Then the handsome silver haired young man took a few steps forward with a torch in his hand and walked into the mysterious underground cave, while the two forest children and girls standing behind him looked at him nervously.

"Be careful, wesselis."

After getting familiar with it, wesselis asked them to call themselves by their own names instead of always calling themselves the green prophet.

"Don't go too far into the cave, or you'll never come back."

Leaf's voice was tense and reminded that this was one of the ways for the sons of the forest to end themselves at the end of their time. Nevertheless, as far as she knew, none of the sons of the forest who walked in could successfully come out.

The records left by the tribe also warned the people not to get close to this cave if they didn't end themselves.

"I see."

Wesselis naturally listened to the leaf's warning. He held up the torch in his hand and nodded with a tight face.

In fact, as soon as he stepped into the bottomless cave, he noticed an inexplicable sense of crisis, which was a bit more frightening than when he was outside the underground cave, which made his whole person a little creepy.

Then he went forward and made progress, then squatted down and picked up something in the soil.

"This is..."

Wesselis looked at the thing in his hand, weighed it slightly, and then frowned slightly.

"Obsidian spearhead?"

"There was a war here?"

The spear head made of obsidian is very rough polished and wrapped with a thick historical flavor. Perhaps a son of the forest warrior once held it against the enemy invading the forest.

Now, the coarse hemp and wooden stick tied to this spearhead have been corrupted by the years, and even the son of the forest soldiers have been turned into a handful of loess. Only this spearhead remains.

However, at this time, the picture around wesselis changed, began to distort gradually, and finally showed a completely different and prosperous world.

Bright sunshine, fresh soil and green vines are full of vitality everywhere.

Boom——

The giant stepped on the earth and waved the uprooted giant wood as a big stick and ran away.

"Roar -"

The huge western mountain lion roared and shook the mountains and forests. Unicorns formed a white ocean in groups. Their tall and strong tentacles pointed straight to the sky. Looking at the endless ice field, wolves and mammoths, they all went in one direction and seemed to be participating in a war.

"What age is this?"

Wesselis stood still and calmly looked at everything in front of him. The Obsidian spearhead in his hand had faded from the precipitation of history and became new and blooming. It was tied with coarse hemp woven rope, hung several skeletons and connected with a long wooden stick.

A dark skinned, short but strong son of the forest, dressed in clothes made of leaves, naturally took the spear from wesselis. He spoke an old language he didn't understand, and then shook his arms and shouted.

“ohhhh！！！”

In the woods, countless sons of the forest responded to his cry and then killed in the distance.

"Hey, my brother."

Then the strong son of the forest turned to wesselis with a black spear in his hand.

Then he saw wesselis, and his eyes widened.

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