In the cold wind, Bai Yang climbed the cold peaks, which was a place where even the sun chariot of the sun god Apollo could not deliver the warmth. Bai Yang was a little vague in his consciousness, but he climbed firmly, and the top of the mountain was already far away. In the vague consciousness, Bai Yang believed deeply that as long as he reached the top of the mountain, he could see the Caucasian vulture and the Titan giant Prometheus.

In a trance, Bai Yang caught a glimpse of a woman, a woman covered in a black gauze skirt. She stood by the cold and dark rocks, sat and rested near Bai Yang, or walked in front of Bai Yang, or stood at a high place and looked coldly in the distance.

Bai Yang shouted, but she ignored it and broke and disappeared like a phantom. Her will was half awake and half chaotic. After more times, Bai Yang thought she had an illusion.

Bai Yang's body shrank to eighty meters, no longer as huge as 120 meters before going up the mountain. As Bai Yang climbed higher and higher, the pressure on the Caucasus Mountain became bigger and bigger. At first, Bai Yang could once shrink his body and recover for a while and then become one hundred and twenty meters high again. However, when he was about to approach the top of the mountain, there were more and more cracks in his soul, and the pain on his soul became more and more serious. Bai Yang had to consider not provoking the destructive energy left by Sargeras.

This challenge made Bai Yang feel very good. He could clearly feel the pain of the soul. He was becoming more and more acceptable to him, and he could resist the pain on the soul. To put it another way, in the process of repeated recovery, Bai Yang's soul was growing, and the energy left by Sargeras to destroy the soul was weakened.

...

When Bai Yang once again saw the woman covered in black veil, she panted and continued to climb the mountain. The top of the mountain was not far away, and it was a sharp place.

“Get down.”

Bai Yang caught a thin voice like a mosquito in his ears. It was a woman. He suddenly turned around... but it was empty and he didn't see the woman in black gauze dress.

Bai Yang thought that he had started to listen to the hallucination after vision, so he continued to climb the mountain with perseverance.

"Danger! Go back."

Bai Yang turned his head slowly. This time he saw her, the woman in black veil dress.

"What are you talking about! Who are you?"

The woman in the black veil dress slowly faded away like a shadow.

Going back? Bai Yang has to think about this matter carefully. Vision and auditory hallucination? This possibility is too small for Bai Yang. How can he have such a powerful three-dimensional attribute unless he encounters magic or magic? Once or twice, it may be attributed to occasional coincidences. After all, the human brain is extremely complex, and emotions and thoughts will affect human sensory organs. I missed a pair of wives and four children and almost became crazy. This obsession that supports me to come here. If there is vision and auditory hallucination, it is not impossible. But three or four encounters vision and auditory hallucination? Even seven or eight times?

This is by no means accidental! Who is she? What is on the top of the mountain?

Bai Yang looked around the mountain and looked in all directions, and he could not see anything except clouds and mists.

With the rumbling sound, Bai Yang pulled up some huge rocks, used them as weapons to break the rugged rocks, and made a small flat ground near the peak, then narrowed his body to five meters to sit down and rest.

According to his experience of meeting the Olympian god twice, Bai Yang thought about doing it again.

I don’t know how high it is here. Bai Yang didn’t know if the water could boil, so he started to make soup. When the water in the pot began to boil, Bai Yang used his own hands to test the water temperature. What surprised him was that it was very hot, and the physical law seemed to be not valid here, and the water temperature still exceeded 100 degrees Celsius.

When he threw the ingredients in, the white yang added spices. He made a pot of pig trotter soup that nourished yin and nourished the skin. Of course, it was a big pot with a diameter of two meters, and fifty pig trotters were thrown into it alone.

The soup pot made of mindfulness was stewed with gusty stew, and the magic flames cast by Bai Yang were burning under the pot.

After simmering for two hours, the strong aroma of the pig's feet soup began to spread, but the woman in the black gauze dress had no intention of appearing at all. Bai Yang curled her lips and continued to stew.

Three hours later, Bai Yang took out the bowl and let the little magic flame continue to lick the bottom of the pot. He uncovered the pot, and the rich fragrance of the pig trotter soup suddenly scattered. Bai Yang put a bowl for himself, blew away the heat and tasted the soup in small mouthfuls.

"Can I ask for a bowl? A foreigner."

Bai Yang laughed when he heard the sound.

"Of course there is no problem, dear lady, but can I know your name?"

Bai Yang asked the question, and did not stop at all. He did not look at the woman in black veil skirt. He just used his mind to float up the gravel stones and then used micron-level mind power to control the ability to change matter, and made a stone bowl with a diameter of half a meter, served a bowl of soup, and handed it to the woman.

She sat down casually, showing her plump figure, which was very attractive.

Then the two of them were silent, drinking the soup in one gulp.

Then the two of them were silent, drinking the soup with one bowl and one gentle way.

Then Bai Yang was silent, watching the woman in black veil dress one bowl after another, eating meat and drinking soup, and her bones were thrown all over the floor.

"Don't go up. Well, if you go up, you will be collapsed by Zeus's lightning. It smells so good... Is there any?"

The woman's voice is very weird, she has three different voices.

‘Don’t go up’ is a low and serious mature woman’s voice.

‘Hmm…well, when you go up you will be collapsed by Zeus’s lightning.’ It is the voice of a cheerful young woman.

‘It smells so good…is there any more?’, it’s the voice of a dull girl.

Bai Yang touched the bearded man who had been covered with his face for a long time: "You...you are..."

"Don't say it out. Old Zeus is paying attention here. He can't see or hear me. But he knows it's me. I hide it well. It's all your fault."

‘Don’t say it out’, a low and serious woman.

‘Old man Zeus is paying attention to this’, he is a cheerful young woman.

‘He can’t see or hear me’, he is a depressed girl.

‘But he knew it was me’, a low and serious woman.

‘I hide it very well’, a cheerful young woman.

‘It’s all your fault for the soup’, a depressed girl.

Bai Yang heard it very freshly. This woman in black veil dress actually had three voices when she spoke, and each one was inconsistent with her plump appearance, which made Bai Yang imagine infinitely.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Run away. You deserve it. Don't go up. It will fall down. It hurts a lot!"

‘Run away’ and ‘Don’t go up’ are low and serious women.

‘Immediately’ and ‘will fall down’ are cheerful young women.

‘You deserve it’ and ‘It hurts a lot!’ are depressed girls.

Bai Yang was in a happy mood when he heard this. Looking at the plump woman in black veil skirt in front of him, Bai Yang couldn't help but wonder what kind of face she was under her veil... She didn't reveal her face when she was eating. Not only that, Bai Yang didn't even see her lips. Her face was covered by spells. It looked like a piece of black veil, but the food was eaten by her bowl by bowl.

"I want to ask you how to find Prometheus." Since forgetting to ask Hermes this question, Bai Yang has been remembering this. If you guessed correctly, the woman in the black veil dress in front of you is "Mo Erra", the goddess of fate Destiny Destiny! The three sisters of fate are not three people, but say that there are three souls in her body, "Crosso" who weaves the destiny line, "Laxis" who determines the length of each life line, and "Atropos" who cuts the destiny line. Seeing that Destiny is about to leave, Bai Yang quickly asked this question.

Mo'era's figure had left, but her voice echoed in Bai Yang's ears: "Ugly. Shameless. Disgusting."

Bai Yang's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, so I'll wipe it! This is so fucking...this is so fucking...this isn't OK to think about it!

"The sun rises down the mountain. Look for the 'rabbit hole' in the black forest at the foot of the mountain. Alice will guide you to the underworld."

"Alice will keep your body in custody. Helping you is our investment. Ragnarok needs you."

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In the cold wind, Bai Yang climbed the cold peaks, which was a place where even the sun chariot of the sun god Apollo could not deliver the warmth. Bai Yang was a little vague in his consciousness, but he climbed firmly, and the top of the mountain was already far away. In the vague consciousness, Bai Yang believed deeply that as long as he reached the top of the mountain, he could see the Caucasian vulture and the Titan giant Prometheus.

In a trance, Bai Yang caught a glimpse of a woman, a woman covered in a black gauze skirt. She stood by the cold and dark rocks, sat and rested near Bai Yang, or walked in front of Bai Yang, or stood at a high place and looked coldly in the distance.

Bai Yang shouted, but she ignored it and broke and disappeared like a phantom. Her will was half awake and half chaotic. After more times, Bai Yang thought she had an illusion.

Bai Yang's body shrank to eighty meters, no longer as huge as 120 meters before going up the mountain. As Bai Yang climbed higher and higher, the pressure on the Caucasus Mountain became bigger and bigger. At first, Bai Yang could once shrink his body and recover for a while and then become one hundred and twenty meters high again. However, when he was about to approach the top of the mountain, there were more and more cracks in his soul, and the pain on his soul became more and more serious. Bai Yang had to consider not provoking the destructive energy left by Sargeras.

This challenge made Bai Yang feel very good. He could clearly feel the pain of the soul. He was becoming more and more acceptable to him, and he could resist the pain on the soul. To put it another way, in the process of repeated recovery, Bai Yang's soul was growing, and the energy left by Sargeras to destroy the soul was weakened.

...

When Bai Yang once again saw the woman covered in black veil, she panted and continued to climb the mountain. The top of the mountain was not far away, and it was a sharp place.

“Get down.”

Bai Yang caught a thin voice like a mosquito in his ears. It was a woman. He suddenly turned around... but it was empty and he didn't see the woman in black gauze dress.

Bai Yang thought that he had started to listen to the hallucination after vision, so he continued to climb the mountain with perseverance.

"Danger! Go back."

Bai Yang turned his head slowly. This time he saw her, the woman in black veil dress.

"What are you talking about! Who are you?"

The woman in the black veil dress slowly faded away like a shadow.

Going back? Bai Yang has to think about this matter carefully. Vision and auditory hallucination? This possibility is too small for Bai Yang. How can he have such a powerful three-dimensional attribute unless he encounters magic or magic? Once or twice, it may be attributed to occasional coincidences. After all, the human brain is extremely complex, and emotions and thoughts will affect human sensory organs. I missed a pair of wives and four children and almost became crazy. This obsession that supports me to come here. If there is vision and auditory hallucination, it is not impossible. But three or four encounters vision and auditory hallucination? Even seven or eight times?

This is by no means accidental! Who is she? What is on the top of the mountain?

Bai Yang looked around the mountain and looked in all directions, and he could not see anything except clouds and mists.

With the rumbling sound, Bai Yang pulled up some huge rocks, used them as weapons to break the rugged rocks, and made a small flat ground near the peak, then narrowed his body to five meters to sit down and rest.

According to his experience of meeting the Olympian god twice, Bai Yang thought about doing it again.

I don’t know how high it is here. Bai Yang didn’t know if the water could boil, so he started to make soup. When the water in the pot began to boil, Bai Yang used his own hands to test the water temperature. What surprised him was that it was very hot, and the physical law seemed to be not valid here, and the water temperature still exceeded 100 degrees Celsius.

When he threw the ingredients in, the white yang added spices. He made a pot of pig trotter soup that nourished yin and nourished the skin. Of course, it was a big pot with a diameter of two meters, and fifty pig trotters were thrown into it alone.

The soup pot made of mindfulness was stewed with gusty stew, and the magic flames cast by Bai Yang were burning under the pot.

After simmering for two hours, the strong aroma of the pig's feet soup began to spread, but the woman in the black gauze dress had no intention of appearing at all. Bai Yang curled her lips and continued to stew.

Three hours later, Bai Yang took out the bowl and let the little magic flame continue to lick the bottom of the pot. He uncovered the pot, and the rich fragrance of the pig trotter soup suddenly scattered. Bai Yang put a bowl for himself, blew away the heat and tasted the soup in small mouthfuls.

"Can I ask for a bowl? A foreigner."

Bai Yang laughed when he heard the sound.

"Of course there is no problem, dear lady, but can I know your name?"

Bai Yang asked the question, and did not stop at all. He did not look at the woman in black veil skirt. He just used his mind to float up the gravel stones and then used micron-level mind power to control the ability to change matter, and made a stone bowl with a diameter of half a meter, served a bowl of soup, and handed it to the woman.

She sat down casually, showing her plump figure, which was very attractive.

Then the two of them were silent, drinking the soup in one gulp.
To be continued...