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    The cold air solidified in the space. Although her body was covered with layers of animal skins, even so, she was still unable to suppress the trembling in her body. With every breath, the blood flowed into her body.  The air seemed to be directly freezing her body. As a Heber who had lived on the edge of the ice field since childhood, she naturally knew how cold the ice field climate was, but she had never thought that this ghost place would be so cold.  .

    The indigenous people carried her figure one by one and walked on the cold ice field. A series of footprints were clearly imprinted on this snow-white world. They would not feel the cold, or as they said themselves, they dedicated everything.  Gave to the gods, who gave them food and protection from the cold.

    Saya didn't know how long they had been walking. In the cold environment, she could no longer think except for the constant trembling Finally, her body gradually stopped trembling, and the terrible cold gradually penetrated into her body.  The beating frequency of her body's heart gradually slowed down, and the blood slowly solidified in the blood vessels. Just when she thought she was about to die, the coldness solidified in the space suddenly seemed to be pulled away by something.  Likewise, traces of warm power penetrated into her skin autonomously. The woman had fallen into a coma, but she was still not dead. Her heart was beating at an extremely slow speed, maintaining her life as if she was falling into a coma.  hibernating creatures.

    And just when her body gradually fell into hibernation, her consciousness appeared in a strange world: the figure stood in the clouds, with an extremely vast world under her feet, but the sky above her head exuded a wave of what she knew.  Unimaginable power, and when she raised her head, all she could see was still darkness, eternal darkness. In such darkness, she could not perceive the slightest light.

    And that substantial power is like invisible chains. Although her figure stands in the clouds, she is still restrained by this power: breath, strong wind, flame everything, everything!

    And when her consciousness tried hard to get a glimpse of this power, the countless chains would turn into gates to forbidden areas, blocking any power from peeking. No matter how hard she tried to explore, it was still to no avail.  Eventually, her consciousness returned to her body.

    She smiled, but it wasn't her. Saya looked at her like a bystander, and just when she felt weird, the other party's eyes suddenly looked at her. These eyes seemed to span the space at once, and even  Yu transcended time and was projected from eternity

    The two looked at each other, and under each other's gaze, Saya could no longer suppress her trembling. A weak and humble feeling that she had never felt before emerged in her heart, "You  ¡­¡±

    The other party spoke, but when Saya raised her head again, the world began to distort again, like a stirred lake, and then like a broken mirror. When all the pictures disappeared, she had opened her eyes.  eyes

    Saya didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but the moment she woke up, there were countless natives standing in front of her. Without waiting for her fear, the coldness in the space was accompanied by the accelerated beating of her heart.  , and the flow of blood, once again condensed on the surface of her body.

    Her figure could no longer suppress the trembling. Perhaps because of the cold, or perhaps because of fear, the indigenous people seemed to be very satisfied that Saya was still alive. After chatting for a few words in Hebrew, the two indigenous people followed  He walked out of the crowd, and immediately carried the trembling Saya across the square.

    One by one, the natives made way for a passage, and behind this passage was a strange altar. The altar was carved with very strange patterns. When your attention is not on it, it will  The lines appear clearly before your eyes, but when you try your best to see the lines clearly, the originally clear lines become very blurry.

    Saya's figure was pulled onto the altar by them, and then she knelt down directly under the pressure. A native slowly walked in front of her. When Saya raised her head while trembling, the bone blade in the native's hand suddenly  Plugged into her chest

    Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and Saya's body stopped shaking. The fear in her eyes had not had time to arise, and she watched all this happening with dull eyes: the bone blade tore open the skin on her chest, tightening the  Then, a rough palm inserted into her chest, and a burst of tearing and pain spread to her mind.

    And at the next moment, a bright red, beating heart appeared in her field of vision. Saya opened her mouth, but no more sound came out of her mouth, and her body lost everything at this moment.  Sensation, even her wrist has been cut open by two bone blades at this time, and blood is constantly spraying from her wrist.When she came out, her eyes were still fixed on the beating heart

    The native let go of her body, and Saya's body fell weakly to the ground. Blood seeped out of her body, and without anyone noticing, the blood began to gradually blend into those lines.  on the altar, and as the blood seeped in, a faint blood-red light began to emanate from the altar

    The light became brighter and brighter, so much so that even the indigenous people under the altar noticed it. Discussions, noise, confusion all the sounds began to interweave in the space!

    The light continued to become clearer, and finally wrapped around Saya's surface like coagulated blood. Saya had fallen into a semi-conscious state at this time, and the consciousness in her mind was constantly distorted, and strange pictures emerged one after another.  In front of her eyes, her body was in this real halo, and she slowly stood up from the ground. The coagulated blood suddenly began to pour into her chest, and as the blood poured into her chest, the original  The torn wounds began to heal gradually

    When Saya opened her eyes again, all the original natives were kneeling in front of her, calling Sivilia. As a Hebrew, the goddess Sivilia would not feel unfamiliar.  It's just that Saya remained indifferent to their calls from beginning to end, as if she had become another person!

    Saya's figure walked on the altar, holding the heart that fell on the ground in her palms. After the heart lost its owner, it was still beating sonorously and powerfully in her palms. Her eyes glanced over the palms of her palms.  Heart, looking at the figure that was convinced at her feet, an unprecedented feeling enveloped her body, as if the fate in the dark was as firmly grasped as the heart in her hand.

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