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"Look, the barrier is just ahead!" a young man pointed ahead, his eyes shining with hope.
The villagers looked up and saw a faint, soft glow ahead, that was the barrier of the world of owls, their final line of defense in their lives.
"We're almost there, everyone, keep going!" a woman encouraged those around her.
Finally, after enduring countless fears and pains, they arrived at the shimmering barrier of hope.
As they stepped through the light, feeling the warm and safe atmosphere, a deep sense of peace appeared on everyone's faces.
The world inside the barrier was completely different from the outside. There was no scent of death, no shadow of fear, only the tranquility and harmony of life.
"We are finally safe," an elderly woman said tearfully, her voice trembling but filled with gratitude.
Some of those already infected by the green mist, or rather, the Necromancer, were suddenly blocked by the barrier, roaring in anger...
But the power of the barrier is unbreakable, no matter how the roaring Necromancers try to break through, they cannot penetrate the shimmering light.
Although the people inside the barrier are safe, their eyes are still filled with sadness and helplessness, because these Necromancers were once their companions.
The villagers stood at the edge of the barrier, gazing at the Necromancer who had once been their neighbors, friends, and even family, filled with endless sorrow.
"What is going on with all of this?" a young mother holding her child whispered with tears in her eyes, sighing softly.
"How should we proceed? Are these Necromancers beyond redemption?" Another villager asked anxiously, uncertainty evident in his eyes as he looked towards the future.
On the streets, conversations were filled with worry and unease. Shop owners closed their doors, and every household was discussing this sudden disaster.
"We must be strong, for our children, for our future," an elder stood at the street corner, his voice firm and powerful, trying to inspire those around him.
"Yes, we cannot give up hope," a young woman responded, her eyes shining with determination.
At that moment, a wise man walked into the crowd, his eyes deep and seemed to see through everything. "This barrier is our sanctuary, we must settle down here," he said.
Some villagers wiped away tears, while others nodded repeatedly...
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
In the world of owls, people are gradually adapting to this new living environment. On the streets, people are discussing and feeling puzzled about the sudden changes.
"What's the deal with this barrier? Are we really safe?" A young merchant asked uncertainly, furrowing his brow.
"Our homeland..." a woman sighed softly, her eyes filled with loss.
"At least we are still alive," another villager responded softly, trying to console themselves.
All of this is the beginning of a new life. For those who have escaped from the brink of death, they will seek hope again on this land protected by the barrier.
"I heard that this barrier was created by the Xuantian Emperor to protect us with his last bit of power," said an old man slowly, his eyes revealing reverence for the Xuantian Emperor.
"Xuantian Emperor，is that the mysterious voice that resonates in your heart?" The young merchant responded with a hint of curiosity in his voice about the legend.
"Not only that, but there's also the towering tree, which is said to have roots that reach deep underground, connecting with the barrier to protect us," the old man's words were filled with affection for this land.
In a corner of the world of owls, a group of children gathered around a storyteller, listening to her tell stories about the Xuantian Emperor and a towering tree.
The children's eyes sparkled with curiosity and wonder, as they were filled with a desire to explore this new world.
"Grandma, is that big tree really so amazing?" asked a naive little girl.
The storyteller smiled and nodded, "Of course, that big tree is our guardian deity, it keeps us safe within this boundary."
On a bustling street in the world of owls, the chatter of people weaves together into a tapestry of life.
In the palace of The world of owls, the emperor stood on the spacious balcony, gazing at the faint glow on the horizon, which was the mysterious barrier protecting the entire country.
Between his brows, there was a deep sense of contemplation as he held a freshly delivered report in his hand.
Beside him, an advisor stood respectfully, observing the king's expression and softly spoke, "Your Majesty, the appearance of the barrier has saved us from the disaster of the Necromancer. However, a large number of people have suddenly flooded into the country, and issues regarding livelihood and the problem of disconnection from the outside world need to be resolved as soon as possible."
The emperor turned around, his eyes shining brightly: "Yes, we must re-plan the land and resources to ensure that the people's lives are not affected."
At this moment, a female official in a gorgeous robe walked in, her steps steady and her face showing some concern: "Your Majesty, the common people have many concerns about the appearance of the barrier. They are worried whether it is some temporary magic and if it will suddenly disappear."
The emperor nodded, well aware that this was a serious issue: "We need to make the people understand that this barrier is a gift from the Xuantian Emperor. It will long protect the world of owls and stabilize the people's hearts."
On the other side of the palace, a group of scholars and Taoist priests were gathered around a large map, deep in discussion.
Their conversation revolves around how to utilize the resources within the barrier and how to maintain contact with the external.
A young minister proposed a bold idea: "If we can study the nature of this barrier, perhaps we can find a way to communicate with the external."
A white-haired Taoist gently stroked his beard, his eyes shimmering with wisdom: "This is a good idea. But we cannot ignore those terrifying Necromancers outside."
In the city market, people are discussing the appearance of the barrier.
An old woman selling vegetables shook her head and sighed, "Ever since the barrier appeared, our business has been bad, and the outside customers can't come in."
The fishmonger nearby responded optimistically, "But at least we are safe now and don't have to worry about those Necromancers attacking us."
"Don't you think about how you're going to sell fish in the future?"
"There are still fish in ponds and lakes even if there are no ocean fish."
On the other side of the market, a group of children are playing, seemingly unconcerned about the appearance of the barrier, lost in their own world.
"I heard there are a lot of monsters outside the barrier, is it true?" a curious little boy asked his friend.
"Yes, my dad said those monsters are really powerful, but the barrier will protect us," another little boy proudly said, his eyes shining with curiosity about the unknown world.
An old man selling toys smiled as he watched the group of children, his eyes filled with warmth. "Children, don't be afraid. As long as we are inside the barrier, we are safe."
The children surrounded the old man, listening to his stories about barriers and towering trees, their faces filled with innocent smiles.
In a small tavern, several villagers were drinking and chatting.
"How long do you think this barrier will last?" asked the drunken fisherman.
"Who knows, but as long as it's here, we're safe," replied the innkeeper, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
"I'm more worried about whether those Necromancers will come in if the barrier disappears," another villager said anxiously.
"Don't think too much, come, have a drink!" the tavern owner interrupted with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
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