"The gods are the mountains pressing down on our path to freedom and equality..." Lin Ke said with a smile, uttering yet another rebellious thought, something he had been doing quite often lately.
If it were a time of peace, Lin Ke could have very well been struck by lightning from a passing god.
But now, the gods are too busy with their affairs; they have no energy to monitor his idle chatter.
"Mountains! I like mountains. Oh no, no, I don't like them." The madwoman was babbling on, and her stamina was nothing to scoff at, showing no sign of fatigue at this moment.
"Whether we like them or not, they don't dare stop us because we have the Great Wilderness Lords," Andor lamented.
While they were chatting idly, some greenery appeared on the road ahead, as if it had been painted.
There was less water and more mountains in the west, but as they approached the east, greenery increased.
