Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

In the eastern part of Dark Crow Continent, in the primeval forest.

Several native figures were walking through the forest. Their skin was pale. If you looked closely, you would find that it was painted with some kind of white dye.

A rapid gasp came from the front. It was a witch wearing a witch hat and tattered clothes. Her right arm was missing and the broken end was jagged, as if it had been bitten off by some ferocious creature. There was still a trace of blood on the wound.

After running for about ten minutes, the fourth-stage elemental witch stopped.

She hunched over, gasping for breath, her chest heaving violently, and it felt like her lungs would explode at any moment.

The seven witches came here to look for something. After some investigation, they learned that the thing was in an indigenous tribe called "Tooth Bone".

The witches looked down on these uncivilized natives.

In their view, although humans are weak, they are also intelligent creatures. Although they will not show mercy when killing them, they will also give them a certain degree of respect.

The witches completely despised the natives of the East. In their eyes, these natives were not even worthy of being compared with humans.

Yesterday at noon, seven witches launched a surprise attack on the Tooth Bone Tribe. At first, the natives suffered heavy casualties and the situation seemed to be one-sided.

But after a few minutes of fighting, the witches discovered that these natives were far more powerful than they had imagined. Not to mention their fighting skills, their extraordinary physical fitness alone was enough to make the witches dumbfounded.

The Tooth Bone Tribe is large, with a population of over a thousand, most of whom are young and strong warriors.

The Tooth Bone Tribe has a tradition that once they are over 35 years old, their souls will be sent to serve the Tooth Bone God, and their bodies will be left for their descendants to share. In their beliefs, this means being able to stay with their descendants forever.

Obviously, these witches were unaware of the past of the Toothbone Tribe.

Previously, the Holy Healing Church had sent a large army to attack this tribe because the Yagu Tribe had crossed the border between the two sides.

When the Holy Healing Church's army marched eastward, they were clearly arranged by the Toothbone Tribe.

Half of the 20,000 soldiers and a hundred witch hunters died in the east and eventually became food for the Yagu Tribe.

Although there were heavy casualties, the Toothbone Tribe also paid a heavy price itself.

The Yagu Tribe did not care about the deaths of ordinary soldiers because these soldiers became their source of food.

However, the witch hunters made them truly realize the power of humans.

The Toothbone Tribe had great respect for brave warriors, so they gave a grand burial to the witch hunters who died in battle.

Two years later, the priest of the Toothbone Tribe and the Pope of the Holy Healing Church signed a non-aggression treaty.

The treaty stipulates that the Yagu Tribe is not allowed to enter the Central Plains area, and the Holy Healing Church will not launch an attack on the Yagu Tribe again.

When it comes to external enemies, the Yagu Tribe has only one solution, which is to fight to the death.

With a swish, a pale figure passed through the woods. He was holding a spear with a shiny black tip at the tip. The tip was not made of ordinary metal, but was carefully polished from some rare metal ore.

A whimpering sound of breaking wind came, and the fourth-stage witch who was panting against the tree had her pupils constricted and bent down instinctively.

With a loud bang, a long arrow flew towards her like lightning and pierced the tree trunk above her head.

The arrow was so powerful that most of it was embedded deeply into the tree trunk, leaving only a small end that was still trembling at high speed.

Purple light flashed in the witch's eyes. She was in the state of incarnation fusion at this moment, and her physical strength was by no means weaker than that of melee combat.

The white arm was raised, and with a bang, the air around it exploded. This witch possessed the ability to control the air. The invisible air was like the sharpest blade under her control.

A spear appeared silently behind her. The witch's cheek twitched and her palm pointed backwards.

With a bang, a figure appeared out of nowhere, blood splattered everywhere, and a native of the Tooth Bone Tribe had his lower body shattered by the air cannon. His eyes quickly became bloodshot due to severe pain and anger.

"Humanity?"

At this moment, a voice appeared above the witch's head.

Hearing the sound, the witch subconsciously raised her head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

I found that the other party was holding a spear, and his body structure was completely different from that of humans. Instead, he looked more like an incarnation of an element.

"who are you?"

When the witch saw Popgar, her expression became much more serious.

She could sense that the aura from Popgar was much more dangerous than those indigenous people who had been chasing her before.

The moment Popgar appeared, a large group of natives around him screamed wildly at him, as if they saw some mortal enemy.

The witch, who was being hunted down by the natives, was now forgotten by them.

They picked up the blowpipes in their hands, puffed up their cheeks, and blew hard. Dense darts shot towards Popgar like raindrops.

Popgar didn't even look back. He shook his wrist slightly and swung the spear in his hand violently.

These poisonous arrows did not fly around in the air because of Popgar's attack. Instead, they changed direction under his attack and quickly flew back along the original route.

These natives never expected that their attacks could be rebounded back, and they were hit by poison arrows one by one on the spot.

After being shot by arrows, many natives subconsciously covered their throats.

This kind of poison arrow will paralyze a person's nerves within three seconds after poisoning, and it is truly a fatal blow.

Unless the special serum is injected in time, the poisoned person will die within a minute.

Following several dull sounds of people falling to the ground, the natives who had been clamoring around the witch fell to the ground one after another, like harvested wheat.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area was filled with the bodies of the natives, and the air was filled with the smell of death.

Looking at Popgar's expressionless face, the witch swallowed. Even though the witch was now in a state of incarnation fusion, it was obvious that she was no match for Popgar.

"I ask, you answer."

The humans of Popgar learn language very quickly, or it can be said that the races from the void can learn the language of the world very quickly.

"Where is the nearest gathering place of human civilization?"

After hearing Popgar's question, the witch suddenly felt doubtful, and then a terrifying idea came into her mind.

"You are not from our world?"

Although the continent of Dark Raven Star is very backward, it does not mean that the technological level mastered by the witch civilization and the Holy Healing Church is also lagging behind.

The moment the witch spoke, her arm suddenly exploded without warning, blood gushed out instantly, and flesh and bone fragments splattered everywhere.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is the nearest gathering place of human civilization?" Popgar's voice was still cold and ruthless, as if the scene just now was just a small action he did casually.

The witch covered her broken arm and looked at Popgar in horror. She didn't even see any shadow of the opponent's attack.

"Go east along this forest, and you will find the human kingdom all over there." The witch swallowed her saliva and spoke the truth tremblingly.

"Well, there is no fluctuation in the breath of the soul. In that case you can leave." Popgal raised his head slightly and his nose moved slightly.

Their race is extremely sensitive to the smell emitted by every soul. As long as someone lies in front of them, the smell of the soul will fluctuate slightly, and all of this cannot escape Popgar's keen sense of smell.

It is precisely because of this unique characteristic of their race that in the past years they have often been captured by some powerful races and used as lie detectors.

But this special ability was too frightening for people, and later several big men from underground forces secretly instigated races that were hostile to them and launched a genocide against Popgar's race.

There is no way. This talent for lie detection is too annoying in the eyes of some people with bad intentions.

"West Bay is surrounded by the sea on one side and mountains on three sides. It is located at the westernmost side of the Holy Healing Church's jurisdiction. The place is almost completely isolated from the outside world. To put it more bluntly, it is like a nail that the witches deliberately buried at the border of the Holy Healing Church."

Based on Melody's description, the two of them understood part of the situation in Xiwan.

First of all, Xiwan is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Due to artificial construction, the mountains on those three sides are almost insurmountable and are full of elemental and spell traps.

The sea behind Xiwan is the main source of food for the residents living in Xiwan.

There are not only witches there. Witches don't want to work and most of them have bad tempers, so they need civilians living in Xiwan to provide them with all kinds of life necessities.

As for the source of these civilians, it is actually very simple, that is, they are obtained by purchasing slaves.

These slaves were forced to do various labors in Xiwan to support the lives of the witches.

There is a rule among the witches in Xiwan that they cannot harm the local residents of Xiwan. As for outsiders, they can do whatever they like.

When those hungry slaves first arrived in Xiwan, they were nine parts afraid of witches and one part admiring them. After all, they had come into close contact with supernatural powers, so it was inevitable that they had admiring feelings.

As time went by, the slaves gradually discovered that the witches would not harm them at will, but would regularly collect some items from them, such as food, minerals, and various daily necessities.

Although the amount collected each time was indeed not small, compared with the slave owners they had encountered before, the practices of these witches were already considered quite enlightened.

In this way, a benign ecological balance quietly began to take shape in Xiwan.

After several generations of inheritance and development, the descendants of those who were once slaves have been fully integrated into the witch's social system.

They worked for the witches willingly and even regarded it as a part of their lives.

Among them, the female group is particularly outstanding. They are proud to be a witch and regard it as a supreme honor. 80% of the witches roaming in the territory of the Holy Healing Church are not from the Witch Kingdom in the south, but from Xiwan.

The Holy Healing Church is also troubled by this malignant tumor that has grown in size without anyone knowing when.

The first problem is the distance. Xiwan is too far away from the core area of ​​the Holy Healing Church.

If one wanted to send a large army to besiege it, the long march alone would make it an almost impossible task.

Moreover, the special terrain of Xiwan created many obstacles for the army's advance.

The terrain is surrounded by mountains on three sides, which are filled with various dangerous elements and spell traps, making it difficult for external troops to enter smoothly.

Furthermore, launching an attack by sea is not feasible.

More than 50% of the soldiers under the Holy Healing Church are landlubbers and know nothing about sailing.

Moreover, the navigation technology of the Holy Healing Church itself is extremely backward, and can almost be said to be at a very elementary stage.

In the eyes of the Holy Healing Church, it is not worth it to spend a lot of resources to develop the shipping industry and build a naval fleet for a relatively small witch gathering point like Xiwan.

In the eyes of the Holy Healing Church, the real threat is the "Witch Kingdom" in the south.

Compared to the "Witch Kingdom", witch gathering places like Xiwan are also somewhat troublesome, but they are far from being comparable to it.

Xiwan is located at the border of the jurisdiction of the Holy Healing Church and is relatively remote.

Moreover, the resources here are quite limited. Even if some witches can be trained here, from the perspective of overall strength and influence, they are not enough to pose a substantial threat to the Holy Healing Church.

The Holy Healing Church needs to consider things from a more macro level, so when faced with some local issues, it has to weigh the pros and cons.

Even though witches occasionally harm civilians in Xiwan, although this practice seems extremely cruel and ruthless, from the perspective of the overall strategic layout of the Holy Healing Church, it is not worth the fuss and large-scale actions such as encirclement and suppression.

Xiwan sounds like a malignant tumor, and in fact, life here is not easy either. Witch hunters only occasionally pay attention to this place, and then leave after paying their daily greetings.

“So, if you go to Xiwan, all humans you meet are your enemies, including the civilians. They are like... livestock.”

"Before I left West Bay, I always believed that witches are sacred, and I shouldn't be hostile to black witches. They just have extreme personalities..."

Melody smiled self-deprecatingly at this point.

"It wasn't until I saw the wider world that I realized that the witches in Xiwan were keeping humans captive and corrupting their spirits, making them obey their orders. Can you imagine the feeling of being destined to be a slave right after birth? What's more terrifying is that the residents of Xiwan are proud of this. They have forgotten to resist. In their hearts, Morisalisha is a living god..."

……

Three days later, in the western part of Dark Crow Continent, Yager Gobi.

The strong wind swept in like a wild horse, and large pieces of sand were carried by the strong wind. Like a dense rain of bullets, they hit a lonely carriage hard, making crackling sounds.

Inside the carriage, Lin Yi repeatedly checked the map in his hand. He was very confused. According to the clearly marked route on the map, he should be heading straight towards Sihanoukville at this moment, but now he inexplicably arrived at such a deserted Gobi desert.

"Are you sure the route is correct?" Su Xiao frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and glanced at Melody who was sitting next to him.

"Absolutely right, that..." Melody became a little nervous when Su Xiao asked her this, and she spoke hesitantly.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly." Su Xiao had no patience. Seeing Melody's look, he couldn't help but raise his tone a little.

"If, I mean if, when I meet the Witch Queen Morissa, can I avoid her? There are, uh, some...little grudges between us two." Melody said it with a stiff upper lip. After she finished speaking, an expression of embarrassment and slight fear appeared on her face.

Lin Yi was originally concentrating on looking at the map in his hand. When he heard Melody's words, his gaze shifted from the map to Melody.

"tell me the story."

"It's nothing actually. You know, when I escaped from Westport, I was a weak woman with no money. If I wanted to leave that place, I needed money for the journey, so...so I stole some things from the witch queen Morissa..." Melody said while carefully observing the expressions of Su Xiao and Lin Yi. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and it was almost inaudible in the end.

"Is that all?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, and it was obvious that he didn't believe Melody's nonsense at all.

"That thing... is a little important to the witch queen Morissa. I swear, it's just a little bit important." Seeing that Lin Yi didn't believe her, Melody hurriedly stretched out her hand and gestured, trying to make them believe what she said.

But her guilty look made anyone think she was hiding some big secret.

"..."

Su Xiao didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was very dangerous.

A hemp rope appeared in his hand. If Melody continued to talk nonsense like this, Su Xiao would not mind hanging Melody on the shaking carriage and treating her like a sunny doll.

"That is to say, they stole the heirloom passed down for nine generations by the witch queen Morisha..."

Melody felt more and more guilty as she spoke. One could imagine that once the witch queen Morissa knew that the family heirloom that had been passed down for nine generations was lost, she would definitely not just skin Melody alive.

"Heirloom? An heirloom of the Moy family?"

After hearing Melody's answer, Lin Yi and Su Xiao looked at each other and instantly thought of the land of death.

"Where did you lose the thing?" Su Xiao stood up suddenly and walked to Melody's side in a few steps.

"Lost..." Melody shrank her head subconsciously when she heard Su Xiao's question, like a frightened quail.

This made her even more depressed. If nothing unexpected happened, the thing must have been lost on her way to escape to the south.

Su Xiao discovered that this woman was not honest. Every time she spoke, she would hide half of her thoughts and say half of them. It seemed that she had to be dealt with properly.

Melody looked at the shadow cast by Su Xiao over her, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help swallowing.

"I really don't know where I lost it, but it's probably in the south. I went to the south before to avoid being hunted by the west district, and then that thing disappeared."

Melody shrank her head and quickly told everything she knew.

According to Melody's description, the Moy family heirloom looks like a dagger.

It is not like ordinary treasures that can significantly increase combat power when worn on the body.

The only special thing about it seems to be that it can make the wearer's body warmer, which is a seemingly insignificant effect.

Relying on its ability to warm the body, Melody once boldly traveled to the North twice.

After listening to what Melody said, Lin Yi and Su Xiao immediately understood that this so-called heirloom was definitely related to the Land of Death.

From what Melody said about the heirloom making the body warmer, and even allowing her to travel around the North twice with it, it can be basically inferred that since this heirloom has such a good ability to resist low temperatures, it is enough to show that the land of death that has always been shrouded in mystery should be in an extremely low temperature environment.

"Hang it out."

After hearing Lin Yi's words, Su Xiao quickly picked up the hemp rope in his hand, tied Melody up tightly in a few seconds and hung her on the carriage.

"Don't worry! I've told you everything! We're here! We're at Westport. If we go any further we'll trigger a trap." Just as Melody was struggling desperately, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the scenery outside the window and quickly found an excuse to divert the two's attention.

Lin Yi and Su Xiao sensed the surrounding environment and found that there were indeed elemental fluctuations here.

Strong winds howled across the Gobi Desert, and the mountains in the distance were bare and extremely steep. The environment here was so harsh that it was almost impossible for civilians to settle down and work nearby.

The Apostle's Eye rushed through the wind and sand and reached the top of the mountain range. After penetrating a thin film, the surroundings twisted.

The fact that Westport has been able to survive until now under the care of the witch hunters is certainly unique in some way. Fortunately, the Eye of the Apostle is a non-living thing and did not trigger the defense mechanism on the mountain.

Through the images transmitted by the apostles' eyes, several people saw the scene behind the mountain.

What comes into view is a large area of ​​houses arranged in a stepped manner. The scene is extremely spectacular.

After who knows how many generations of unremitting excavation and meticulous construction, the other side of the mountain has been transformed into a huge staircase of varying sizes.

Thousands of houses were built one after another on these huge steps, in an orderly manner, forming a unique architectural landscape.

The huge stone staircase is divided into 12 levels, and the higher the building is, the more luxurious it is.

And at the place closest to the top of the mountain, stands a castle covering a very large area.

You can see the sea on the west side of the castle, and the endless Gobi Desert on the east side. All the buildings in Sihanoukville are in full view.

Sihanoukville is surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one side. The outsides of the three mountains are all cliffs. They are too steep for ordinary people to climb up.

Not only that, these cliffs are full of traps, and there is only one entrance and exit to the entire West Port, and that is the sea.

The number of traps and defensive arrays on the cliffs was not just a few hundred or a few thousand, but at least tens of thousands.

What’s even more troublesome is that there is a transparent gas above. Entering that gas is like entering a piece of amber.

Even if a few people could sense the location of the trap, as long as they moved forward, the sticky gas around them would trigger the trap.

The road in the mountains is blocked, and it seems that they can only set out by sea.

Westport is a natural fortress, and its blockade of the sea area is also very strict. Twelve watchtowers have been built in the sea area in front of Westport. These watchtowers are distributed in an inverted U shape in the surrounding sea area. There are several or even dozens of witches guarding each watchtower.

As for the sea area below the watchtowers, the watchtowers are connected by an energy network. There is a huge crystal above each watchtower. These crystals will absorb light energy and thus maintain the energy network under the sea.

The entire West Port was guarded like an iron barrel, which made the two wonder how Melody escaped from West Port.

Melody's original words were that she escaped from Westport on a fishing boat. Although it was not impossible, there was a lot of luck involved. (End of this chapter)