As children, we were all frightened by all sorts of strange things, unable to sleep.
When Luluwo was little, her grandmother always told her all kinds of horror stories to help her sleep, but each story scared her so much that she couldn't sleep at all.
Sotis encountering a vicious-looking passerby, a hideous monster on the mountain, or even the rustling bushes could make her imagine a host of frightening things.
Even now as an adult, she occasionally rembers those encounters in her dreams, then shivers for a while.
At this mont, perhaps a new terrifying mber is going to be added to her nightmares, its na—
The gaze of the White Mask!
Behind that smiling white mask is a gaze containing humanity's deepest murderous intent, as if it wants to cut the person it gazes at into a thousand pieces, never to be reborn!
Like an HR responsible for recruiting finds out that the new employee they hired splattered muck all over the company president's office on the first day!
One must kill!
"So terrifying!"
The teleportation effect brought by the Pure Blood Knight dal fades at this mont, and Luluwo's scream echoes through this unfamiliar place.
Fudolin looks left and right with a face that seems to not understand the situation, but ultimately feels that compared to the pitch-black surroundings, it's Luluwo in front of her who needs more comfort.
So she mimicked the action Luluwo often did, reaching out her hand to rub Luluwo's head.
She applied just a bit too much force, turning the well-grood hair into a ssy tangle.
No woman can really tolerate her hair being ssed up, and Luluwo quickly snapped out of the intimidation brought by the gaze of the White Mask, sighing with lingering fear.
"Oh no, did I sever ties with the White Mask just like that? I'd lose a lot if I'm missing sothing later."
Fudolin, watching Luluwo who was frightened one mont and calculating gains and losses the next, felt amazed at how humans are such calculating creatures, always seeming so impressive.
Seeing their current team captain imrsed in her own calculations, she proactively took up a vigilant stance, observing the surroundings, ready for battle if monsters erge at any mont.
After all, she is currently a mber of the Skyrim Strategy Group, so she naturally wanted to perform well, and be proactive.
A small flicker of shrewdness flashed through Fudolin's eyes.
She wasn't like Elsa when she first appeared—an emotionally void girl. Although she acts like an innocent girl ignorant of the world, her way of thinking is completely normal.
From the start, she set her heart on Tami, and now clings closely to Luluwo's side, not minding that the other also intends to use her.
This is all for a very important purpose, which is imnsely significant to her!
"Still worried," Luluwo sighed. "Well, well, given the situation, I can only accept it."
She looked up to see Fudolin patrolling, imdiately feeling that this child has potential, and promptly praised her verbally.
Fudolin, treated like a good girl and getting a head pat, displayed a smile as if saying, "everything is going according to plan."
"Where is this place?"
Luluwo looked around, seeing the sky dark as night, not a ray of sunlight in sight.
All around were steep cliffs and scattered plants, with red patches visible on the black rock surfaces as if blood had been splattered everywhere, the sight alone seemingly emitting the stench of blood.
She was unsure if it was an illusion, but she felt this place seed more like an underground scene than a surface one.
"No, that can't be, the underground couldn't possibly have a night sky."
She shook her head and looked aside, finally noticing traces of intelligent life where they were facing.
There were man-made staircases, and above them, were broken stone columns and an empty plaza. Looking through the plaza, more steps built along the cliffs could be seen. Following them should lead to the top of the cliffs.
Staring at the man-made structures in front of her, Luluwo was surprised:
Could this be the Blood Dynasty?
She stepped forward, and with a deep sound echoing in her ears, a line of magic words appeared before her.
[Blood Dynasty "Mongewin"]
Indeed! This is the place!
Her previous gloom was swept away, and Luluwo pumped her fist with a small cheer, not daring to make too much noise for fear of attracting unknown monsters.
In unfamiliar terrains, they must remain vigilant; even in her current joyful state, she adhered to this principle.
"By the way..."
She looked at the solitary standing stone columns in front of her, and at the plaza likewise built from stone, observing the crumbled and incomplete walls connecting between the pillars hinted at an issue:
"This should be an unfinished building, right?"
She walked around but didn't see any workers.
How to say, in a place nad "Dynasty," encountering such constructions seems to cheapen it a bit.
"Maybe there are complete buildings further on, I shouldn't judge by appearances."
Luluwo now has great expectations for the area with the grand na Blood Dynasty.
As possibly the first adventurer to step into this area, she excitedly raised her Image Stone to photograph everywhere, even pulling Elsa for a few pictures together.
Elsa, clearly taking her first-ever photo, looked stiff both in expression and posture, so the resulting effect wasn't great. Nevertheless, when she held those "photos" within the Image Stone to admire, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
"Aren't Berto and Tami here yet? Well, it's fine to leave them behind. If they all co here, it might interrupt subsequent events, and that wouldn't be good."
Luluwo waved her hand generously, pointing to the sole path in front, and said with grand ambition, "Let's set off and begin our adventure!"
There was a blessing on the plaza, so the two took a mont to rest there. After tidying their equipnt, they climbed the stairs, getting closer to the mountaintop, with Luluwo's anticipation for the upcoming scenery growing ever stronger.
The mountains here were a deep black, occasionally sprinkled with dried blood, and filled with an ominous atmosphere. Yet, the excitent of exploring new territory overca her sensitivity to the environnt.
She didn't notice Elsa's behavior behind her at all.
This child had shown full anticipation of her surroundings in both Nimgefo and Lake Lienia.
Yet now, being in the Blood Dynasty, she showed no interest in her surroundings. It's unclear why, but her deanor was rather indifferent.
It felt as though she had lived in a similar environnt for a long ti, so she now had no interest in the Blood Dynasty.
Finally, they reached the last step of the stairs.
At the mont Luluwo stepped onto the stair, she looked expectantly toward the view at the top!
...
Still mountains and stones.
Luluwo's smile gradually faded.
Then her expression returned to normal.
No feeling of awe at all!
"Give back my sense of anticipation!"
Actually, the scenery here wasn't so bad.
In this place, which was more an assemblage of jagged giant stones than a mountain, reaching the final step afforded a view of a relatively expansive flatland.
The ground was still stony, but quite a lot of plants were growing, adding vitality. From Luluwo's position, there were several different paths visible, each exuding attraction, with light points directly placed there, as if saying to the adventurer, "Co quickly."
At the side of the plain, the terrain slightly depressed downward, forming a "plain" with bowl-like depressions throughout.
There lay a boundless blood lake.
It was truly a lake ford of blood, evident from Elsa's increasingly furrowed brow.
The blood lake rippled as if alive, staining the surrounding rocks a deep crimson. Nearby plants, soaked in blood, bore the sa color as the lake, with bizarre appearances, resembling a monstrous ritual around the blood.
The eerie, horrifying atmosphere resonated, enveloping the entire Blood Dynasty in the scent of blood.
In Luluwo's imagination, the Blood Dynasty should be a place full of grand architecture rivaling Yanor Londo. Seeing these scenes, the sense of disparity wasn't hard to understand.
However, from another perspective, the Blood Dynasty held its unique tone, one with an openness of peculiarity even Yanor Londo didn't possess.
Blood would alert living beings; massive amounts of blood signified danger, and blood vast enough to form a lake....
Just a glance was bone-chilling.
Plus, the seemingly perpetual night and silent environnt with no wind sound, silent horror quickly grew in the adventurer's heart.
"Thinking this way, it's quite interesting."
Luluwo patted her chest, saying this to herself.
Near the blood lake, there was a glow, clearly sothing was there, but where there's light, danger couldn't be absent.
She chose not to go there, cautiously heading to a plain opposite the blood lake because she saw familiar creatures there.
It was the Platinum Son, and seeing these chubby guys more brought a bit of cuteness.
Seeing the Platinum Son in this strange place gave her a sense of closeness. Yet for so reason, this Platinum Son was entirely reddish, as if soaked too long in dye.
Never mind, just think of it as an uncommon color Platinum Son.
Luluwo walked over openly, intending to make a try.
The Platinum Son turned around at the noise and stared at her but shockingly didn't attack right away.
Could it really be?
A glimr of hope arose within Luluwo's heart as she took sothing from her chest, which was the Pure Blood Knight dal.
Clearing her throat, her tone beca as serious and rigid as a female knight, and she spoke to the Platinum Son:
"I am the knight of Master Monger, I have so questions for you!"
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