r18novel Chapter 59: The Bell Tolls Resounded Across the Sky and Sea
Chapter 59: The Bell Tolls Resounded Across the Sky and Sea
Chapter 60: The Bell Tolls Resounded Across the Sky and Sea
"Don't you want to ring that golden bell once again four hundred years from now?"
"Come! Join me as we ascend to the summit of the giant vine, and once again proclaim the glory of the Shandians, after a full four hundred years!"
The Golden Ark hovered silently before the giant vines of Apayado, and Oro's words echoed through the quiet forest, clearly reaching the ears of every Shandian warrior.
The leading Shandian man looked up at the towering vines reaching into the clouds.
The gazes of his people behind him were a mixture of doubt, longing, and the heavy expectation that had persisted for hundreds of years.
Finally, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and looked intently at Oro: "My name is Tolek, and the warriors of Shandia will not fear! I, and several of my companions, are willing to climb to the top with you."
"Even if you have ulterior motives, I will prove my honor with blood!"
Oro nodded slightly, without saying anything more. He raised his right hand, and the gold on both sides of the ark behind him turned into liquid, extending into several small platforms with simple railings.
"I hope you're not afraid of heights."
Auro raised his head and pulled Gails onto the Golden Ark first.
Tolek selected two of his most composed warriors, and the three of them leaped onto the golden platform one after another.
As Oro clapped his hands, the propulsion device at the stern of the Golden Ark emitted a deep hum once more, and the entire ship began to rise steadily, sailing straight towards the cloud-shrouded summit along the incredibly thick vines.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the jungle and sea of ??????clouds below gradually shrank and became blurry.
Tolek and his companions stood firmly on the platform, silently watching the scenery rushing past below, their expressions solemn, as if they were performing a sacred ritual.
The ascent lasted for a while, and the surrounding light gradually became purer, as if the clouds were being trampled underfoot.
Finally, the Golden Ark broke through the last thin layer of clouds and came to a steady stop on a large platform made of ancient vines and huge leaves.
That enormous golden bell, gleaming with a dark golden light under the sun, stands there.
It is ancient and majestic, carrying the vicissitudes of time, and stands quietly in the center of the vine platform.
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Ancient patterns are carved on the bell. Although it has weathered four hundred years of wind and rain, it still retains its inner radiance, as if it is sleeping and waiting to be awakened.
A huge square stone tablet is also embedded in the base of the golden bell.
The stone tablet is densely covered with characters that are incomprehensible to ordinary people. They are like codes, carrying the weight of a lost history.
"Yes, it's true???the Golden Bell???and the calendar???"
An older Shandian warrior, his voice trembling, staggered off the platform.
The three Shandians ran almost frantically toward the Golden Bell, each reaching out to carefully touch the cool surface of the monument, their fingertips tracing the deep inscriptions.
"The legends our ancestors protected are true!"
Their movements were gentle and reverent, as if they were touching the souls of their ancestors.
An indescribable excitement and solemnity filled the air.
Oro raised his hand in the air towards the golden bell, sensing every gold atom on it, and then activated them all.
Finally, gently swing your arm down.
"Thump"
A loud, solemn bell tolled, echoing through the vast expanse of time!
The sound of the bell formed tangible ripples that spread outwards from the golden bell with a thunderous roar!
The enormous sound waves visibly pushed aside the surrounding sea of ??????clouds, forming rings of clouds.
Time seemed to stand still wherever the bells rang.
On Angel Island, whether it was the busy residents or the patrolling White Berets, everyone stopped what they were doing, looked up in astonishment in the direction of Apayado.
The ancient and sacred sound of the bell resonated deep within their hearts.
Some of the older angels wore expressions of disbelief, murmuring ancient legends.
Inside the shrine, Gan Fall suddenly stood up from his throne, his scepter clattering to the marble floor.
He walked quickly to the window and looked up at the top of the huge vine.
He understood what the bell meant. It was not just the confirmation of an ancient legend, but a turning point in an era, a change that he was powerless to stop, and perhaps did not need to stop.
Meanwhile, in other corners of Apayado, in the hidden cloud village nestled in the White Sea.
All the Shandians, regardless of age or gender, were frozen in place at that moment.
They dropped their tools and abandoned all ongoing activities.
They simply listened intently to the resounding chimes echoing between heaven and earth, tears welling uncontrollably in their eyes and sliding down their bronze cheeks.
They embraced each other, they sobbed softly, or they cried out to the heavens.
Four hundred years of protection, four hundred years of war, four hundred years of humiliation and perseverance???all finally found their answer and solace in the sound of this bell.
Their legends, their sacred sites, and their generational missions have been proven to be true at this moment.
The bell, fully activated by Oro, not only resounded throughout the entire Sky Island, but also pierced through the thick clouds of the White Sea, crossed the boundary between the sky and the sea, and spread far and wide towards the blue sea below, towards Jaya Island.
On the outskirts of Mogu Town, at the construction site of the newly planned port, Montblanc Nondoma, who was in charge of surveying, was constantly comparing and measuring the construction site with a construction drawing.
At that moment, a clear, penetrating bell rang out from the sky, piercing through the clouds.
Nondomar froze instantly.
The construction drawings slipped from his fingers, and he suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the azure sky.
The noise from the surrounding construction site faded away in an instant, leaving only the chime of a bell that seemed to transcend four hundred years in his world.
Nondomar's body trembled uncontrollably. With a thud, he knelt down with his head tilted back, his hands digging deep into the soil in front of him.
He didn't cry out loud, but his shoulders heaved violently, and he let out suppressed sobs.
After a long while, his pent-up emotions finally broke through the dam. He looked at the sky from which the bells were ringing and, with all his might, let out a heart-wrenching cry: "The bells! It's the bells!"
"The Golden Land is right there! It's right there!!"
"Montblanc Nolando is not a fraud!!!"
Tears streamed down his face as he repeated the words over and over, as if he wanted to pour out all the stigma and injustice that the Montblanc family had endured for centuries.
The workers around stopped working and silently looked at the sky; no one went up to disturb Nongdoma.
They may not fully understand the grief, but they can feel the heavy weight of the desperate cries.
The Golden Bell of Shandora, which the Shandians call the Light of Shandora:
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