Section 1226 Hellhound Garm

Wodell looked somewhat forlorn.

As a Transcendent being, Wodell understood the mighty power of time better than anyone. Even though his memory was incredibly strong, able to recall the very last sunset on the Continent of Yuantan ten thousand years ago, the intricate play of the clouds and colors, he remembered clearly.

But memories were only images; the deeply etched emotions of those times had long been washed away by the river of time.

If that was the case for him, then all the more for ordinary mortals.

"They have forgotten, but they can also remember again," Angel said softly at this moment.

"Forget it. When he set up that statue, it was nothing more than a hope that the remnants of that cold age could take him as their spiritual support to get through the long darkness. That era has already passed; remembering or not doesn't matter anymore," sighed Wodell. "Let's go, the passageway is right in front of the statue."

Wodell stepped forward, coming to the base of the statue.