Chapter 2 Blood-like Hair_1

A vigorous life needs no explanation. --------------------Liu Zhenhan said.

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Looking at the towering gigantic stone statues of sword-holding gods on both sides of the Narun Horn Strait, Liu Zhenhan, full of curses, quivered his lips but didn't utter a word. Until now, he held a tiny hope for the so-called gods of this world. According to Helen, the mountain-carved stone statues were remnants of the ancient war between gods and demons. Liu Zhenhan had a vague reverence for the gods of this world, secretly praying for a miracle.

After crossing the Narun Horn Strait, the Andes trade winds were clearer and stronger. The Aegean Continent was now in sight. A thin coastal line could be vaguely seen in the distant horizon, but Helen's conditions deteriorated by the day. She couldn't even drink the snow water condensed by Guoguo's frosty chill. Even Richard could not call her back.