Chapter 431 Moranta And The Main World

After partially recovering their stamina, Jonathan and Yeverie set out at a slow pace and continued on their journey.

Although Yeverie felt much better, Jonathan was growing weaker.

Prolonged exposure to cold environments eventually used up the stored energy in their bodies, and it was the type of cold that was lethal in prolonged exposure.

As Jonathan's and Yeverie's cultivation was strong, they would still survive if they could keep their energies replenished. No matter how freezing the place was, they had nothing to fear.

However, they've had nothing to eat. Thus, it prevented them from replenishing their energies. There was nothing the two of them could do about it.

After all, one could not make bricks without straw, and that was presently the condition Jonathan and Yeverie were in.

It did not matter how strong their cultivation was. If their physical bodies suffered too much and their energies were not replenished, there would be no way out.

Three days later, Jonathan and Yeverie were buried in the snow. Their minds were a blur as they held onto each other tightly. Their bodies were so cold that they were frozen, and their blood was close to coagulating. Soon, they could no longer move.

Even their consciousness began to blur.

However, they were not yet dead as they instinctively managed to retain the small spark—the last bit of consciousness in their cerebral domain.

Jonathan felt an incredible amount of resentment and regret as his consciousness faded. At the same time, he felt betrayed by Leahra.

If it had not been for the vampire primogenitor's cunning plan, he would not have come here. If he had run out, there could have been a slim chance of survival.

In that brief moment, several thoughts flitted across Jonathan's mind.

He had unfinished business to attend to. He wanted to immediately rush back and become the ruler once again. He wanted to take down Edward personally, force Tristan to kneel before his mother's grave, and make Ignatius prostrate before him.

Jonathan could not let go of the hatred and resentment he harbored.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it at the moment.

Soon, he was no longer able to keep the drowsiness at bay, he felt his own body relaxing in that instant.

As the pain vanished, he felt his body enveloped in a warm and comforting sensation. It was as if he had returned to his mother's womb, and he felt himself surrounded by amniotic fluid.

Unable to hold it up further, Jonathan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He was so tired that he fell into deep slumber.

Had Jonathan and Yeverie been ordinary people, they would most certainly be heading toward death.

However, they managed to hang onto their last breaths.

Jonathan had no idea how much time passed as he found himself cocooned by darkness.

Gradually, he regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

Although Jonathan's surroundings were still pitch black after he opened his eyes, his acute senses detected the change in the place where he slept.

He was no longer buried in snow, but lying on a warm bed instead. The bed was quite firm, and he could feel a quilt under his body.

to keep the spark in his

kerosene lamp, it did not matter how weak the spark was. As long as it was not completely

in, he would be able to make a swift recovery once he replenished his energy as

his spirit had been

realized his body was

stretch his hand, he found himself wrapped in something that felt like a sleeping bag. At the same time, he could feel a person's soft body next to his. He immediately turned over and groped the

“Yeverie!” Jonathan exclaimed happily.

Yeverie was still

realized that he and Yeverie

deep breath, Jonathan struggled to pull the

faint ray of light entered

in a dark cave that barely allowed any light

to sit up and check on Yeverie, who was soundly asleep.

no

painstakingly squirmed out of the sleeping bag, he realized that there was

Jonathan strode toward the entrance. They

of the cave, Jonathan saw a young man clad in a

appeared to be in his late twenties

sword hung on the man's

experiencing far too much despair in

Jonathan called out

silver armor glanced at Jonathan indifferently

and said, “Thank you for saving our

stare at Jonathan for an extended period

behaved himself

silver armor asked, “You and your companion... What are

knight spoke fluent

in Ustranasian. Curiously, he asked, “Exiled land?

not know that this was an exiled land?” A strange look

head in response. “I have

in silver armor's eyes gleamed as he asked, “Where do you come from, and why do you dress so strangely? When I found you

was all curious about Jonathan

he saved them. In fact, he had come across Jonathan and Yeverie who were buried in the snow

surprised to discover that the two frozen human popsicles were still

curious knight in silver armor decided to save Jonathan

obvious that he

the same time, Jonathan too was curious about the knight and the world that they were currently

certain that he had arrived in

where my companion and I came from. More importantly, I don't know where this place is.” His words

gasped for breath the

knight in silver armor grabbed something from his pocket and tossed it at Jonathan. “Here, eat

eyed it curiously. It was a black colored fruit that was

it after peeling the skin,”

Jonathan exclaimed,

the fruit. He asked, “Can I give this to

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