Chapter 1227 1209. Crossing the Gap
“Aha!” When talking about the fact that his works had been tampered with, Berengar imdiately beca excited. "You an we can go to the world you've been to before? Great!"
"Let see what kind of character can use my craft!"
There is no doubt that Berengar now recognizes his identity as a blacksmith far more than his identity as a demon hunter who has long since quit.
Lann and others could joke about Berengar's failure as a witcher all they wanted, but when it ca to his blacksmith skills, they had to be more careful with their words.
'Enter the celestial sphere intersection' and 'enter a familiar world through the celestial sphere intersection' are two completely different levels of danger.
Moreover, in that world, Lan En even received help with equipnt, which showed that the attitude towards him was not bad.
This is even better news.
So Berengar imdiately put aside his uneasiness and started gearing up.
Berengar simply shook his clothes that were completely soaked and still dripping.
He also realized at this ti that if he wanted to go to other worlds through the rift between the celestial spheres, the only place he could visit was Black Tern Island.
And there must be that goddess on the island who made an agreent with Lan En to take care of the rift.
But the old demon hunter's attitude towards this matter was much more relaxed than Tissaya's.
First of all, his research on gods and beliefs is far less in-depth and far-reaching than Tissaya's.
Secondly, during their wandering career as demon hunters solving troubles everywhere, they have seen many so-called ‘gods’.
Such as forest gods and land gods in so small places. Such 'gods' are often local spirits.
Sotis when they see a witcher, they will tremble with fear.
Of course, there are also deer-headed spirits or other types of ruthless characters who can really mobilize the power of nature and land in their location.
However, this category can also be negotiated or there are loopholes that can be dealt with. Although most of the ti the demon hunters will take a detour in front of them, but when there is really no other way, they will not stand there and wait to die.
So Berengar's ntality is quite stable at this ti.
The old demon hunter smoothed back his hair, which was already an M-shaped hairline, so that the water flowing down from his hair would not cover his face.
The three of them, one cat and one unicorn, led by Lan En's familiarity, walked towards the original Dagon Temple on the other edge of Black Tern Island.
It was early morning when the sun was rising, and the sunlight was shining on the surface of Lake Vizima, reflecting waves like broken gold.
At the sa ti, a layer of mist accumulates on the lake at night, giving the light a more psychedelic feel.
However, after approaching the original Dagon Temple, several people imdiately noticed that a holy light that was different from the sunlight appeared there.
This light looks exactly like the morning sun from the outside, but in their subjective feelings, it is completely different.
This wonderful sense of dislocation made both Tissaya and Berengar feel a little dazed for a mont.
But Qilin, Velvet Ball, and most importantly Lan En, all blinked in sync when they saw this light.
Kirin's ruby-like eyes, flannel **** and Lan En's cat eyes blinked together.
"This light... seems like I've seen it sowhere before?"
The flannel ball scratched his beard with his little paws and muttered uncertainly.
They all felt that this light looked familiar, especially Lan En.
The corner of the demon hunter's mouth twitched. He had a vague guess in his mind that was not very reliable, but it shouldn't be so unreliable, right?
Continuing to walk forward, several people stepped on the marble slab under the water, and their ankles were subrged in a shallow layer of water filled with lotus leaves and lotus flowers.
The Lady of the Lake erges from the dim light.
The water of the lake spurts upward in a manner that defies the laws of physics, and finally the waves form a throne, and the lady in the lake sits on it.
They had all learned about it from legends and Lan En's words before. The real **** appeared in front of Tisaya and Berengar for the first ti.
Although the two of them were not nervous, they still bowed their heads slightly to politely show respect.
A **** who guards a permanent rift where the celestial spheres et is undoubtedly a good **** to this world.
The lady in the lake also maintains a gentle and tolerant smile, sitting on the throne of waves with a divine smile.
This image is undoubtedly excellent, but Lan En is completely used to it, or he will not be affected by the Lady in the Lake's 'little acting skills'.
He knew that this goddess was actually very approachable.
"So, you're not going to quarrel with Lady Galadriel, are you, ma'am?"
The young demon hunter tilted his head, put his finger on his chin, looked at the Lady of the Lake, and asked in a calm tone.
"This light power is very recognizable. It is a holy feeling that only the elves of Arda have."
The throne of waves, which was composed of constantly surging waves and dynamics, stopped for a mont under these words.
The Lady of the Lake had learned from Lann the exact situation of Lady Galadriel when he had just returned from Arda.
Then he said that he wanted to find this old friend who he t a long ti ago in person.
"It's not a quarrel!" The lady in the lake suddenly corrected Lan En's words seriously, as if she was discussing a very important issue. “We reminisced about the carefree days of the past and made a last-ditch effort to identify in our mories who was the dominant figure in this friendship, and that was it. Ugh!”
After saying that, as if to increase her credibility, the lady in the lake pinched a strand of her long green hair and twisted it around her fingers, while nodding fiercely.
"So, has the final result been reached?"
Lan En tilted his head and asked. The lady in the lake sighed.
"There's nothing I can do about it. Galadriel still looks like that. He looks gentle, but in fact he has a strong personality. She never admits that I was the one who took her to play when we were young."
"Oh." The young demon hunter nodded first, then pointed to the lady's hand with concern, "Your hand, madam. That holy light is overflowing."
"Don't worry about these little things!" The lady in the lake moved naturally and buried her gleaming hands into her long dark green hair.
It seed like she was arranging her hair, but actually when she took her hands out, the holy light that appeared on it disappeared.
"Tell , it's not yet ti for the Chaos Magic Tide, but you ca early and brought two friends with you. What happened?"
The trick of changing the topic is very obvious, but also very practical.
Imdiately, Lan opened his mouth and told about the Dino Tyrannosaurus in the Pontar Valley.
"The intersection of the heaven and the earth. This is the aning of our staying here, isn't it?"
After hearing this, Ms. Huzhong didn't express too strongly, she just sighed with emotion.
After all, small-scale celestial convergences happen from ti to ti, but this ti they bring about creatures with extrely aggressive and wide-reaching effects like the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"I understand." The lady in the lake nodded to Lan En, Tissaya and others behind him on the throne of waves.
At the sa ti, a drop of crystal clear lake water slipped from the palm of the lady in the lake to Lan En's raised hand.
"When you find a location, crush this drop of water, and I will teleport the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex there."
In fact, she already knew Lan En's plan when she heard that Lan En buried the cone-shaped crystal into the body of the Tyrannosaurus.
So there is nothing more to say.
After handing over the water drop that serves as cross-world positioning and notification to Lan En, the lady in the lake waved her hand gently without looking back.
Imdiately afterwards, the roaring bear head pendant around the witcher's neck began to shake, and the rift between the celestial spheres rose from the lake outside the Temple of Dagon.
Like cracks in a broken mirror floating over.
Tissaya looked at the cracks with the curiosity of a researcher. Berengar didn't care much about this thing, but just eagerly tightened his big package containing Smaug's dragon scales and dragon skin.
Lan En stepped forward and stepped on the splashing lake water to stand in front of the fissure where the celestial sphere t.
He took out the elf beacon from the alchemical leather bag on his waist and waved it in mid-air like broken glass.
Imdiately afterwards, the scenery on the opposite side changed rapidly under the recorded world coordinates.
Qilin and Velvet Ball were both a little excited, and their bodies twisted unconsciously under the excitent.
Lan En held up the slightly shining elf beacon and stood next to the gap where the celestial spheres t, making way for the main passage.
At the sa ti, he tilted his head towards the inside and motioned for others to enter.
Leading the way were Qilin and Linbuqiu, who were equivalent to returning ho, and then ca Berengar, who was soaked and embarrassed, but his expression was full of ambition.
As if observing the interaction between the elf beacon and the celestial sphere's intersection, Tissaya walked inside while looking at the luminous stone in Lan En's hand.
The witcher nodded towards the Lady of the Lake, and then walked in holding the elf beacon.
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A feeling of dizziness ca, and the feeling of passing through the celestial sphere was actually stronger than the portal.
But Qilin was not so resistant to this feeling.
In the final analysis, no matter how fast Qilin's [Lightning Flash] is, it cannot cross the world on its own, and the dizziness of crossing the rift between the heaven and earth is necessary for it to be uncomfortable.
But in a world where Kirin is very confident in its speed, the dizziness from the portal is unnecessarily uncomfortable for it.
It cannot be generalized.
Just a mont ago, it was the morning at Vizima Lake, where the air was humid and pleasant, with the faint fragrance of lotus flowers and lotus leaves.
But the next mont, after everyone cos out
"Hiss~"
The corners of Berengar's mouth twitched, and he unconsciously raised his hands to build a tent over his eyes.
"The sun is so hot! Is this a desert or Gobi?"
The feeling under everyone's feet changed from water waves just reaching their ankles to soft and dry sand.
A strong burning heat invaded from the surrounding air, disturbing their bodies that had just co from a cool lake.
"Ah! This is the Great Ant Mound Wasteland, ow?"
The flannel ball was the first to run over. The small triangular ears on his head were flapping, and he was looking around.
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