The rain didn't last long.
The bonfire burned on and off all night, until only embers remained, and smoke rose in curls, filled with the faint fragrance of a certain type of Commelina plant.
The rainforest in the early morning was in a dark and unclear state, while Mount Piriede still stood gloomily, its top covered in clouds and mist.
The lizard people do not regard the mountain as sacred, and give it the name of one of the giant kings - Piriyad, because when it is angry, it gathers the dark clouds between the sky and the earth, and rains down huge floods on this flooded area.
on the land.
Fang Plover has seen the heavy rain yesterday.
The rain it brought flooded through the valley at night, but it came and went quickly.
After the rain, water accumulates on each broad leaf. When touched with your hand, it falls like mercury to the ground.
Tianlan fiddled with the leaves with her hands, trying to play a prank on Jita.
But Miss Naturalist reacted quickly. The moment the water droplets fell, she stretched out her hand and flipped the pages of the magic book. A string of spells flew out of the book, lingering around her white fingertips, turning the water into a spray.
The ice edge smashed into Tianlan's chest.
The broken ice edge knocked the latter down and she sat on the ground. After being stunned for a while, Bai raised his head and looked at her in surprise, and said in a tone full of disbelief:
"Jita, are you so powerful?"
Tian Lan then realized that her prank had been revealed, and couldn't help but touch the back of her head and burst into laughter.
But Jita helped her up, "I didn't notice it was you, Fuli. Are you hurt?"
Tian Lan patted his chest, swept away the ice debris, and shook his head nonchalantly.
"What kind of spell is that?" she asked curiously.
"Those are short sentences, turning water into ice and counterattack spells. The former is a word magic with a very simple principle. You can just understand it as a proverb spell. How much magic power is consumed depends on how many effects are created. Turn some water splashes into ice edges.
Just a few me'elos of magic."
"m,me'elos?"
Like a truly good student, Jita explained to Tianlan carefully: "Me'elos is the mark 'm' on your magic furnace. Its root comes from the tunes and spells in the Elvish language of Numerin, which refers to
The magic power mobilized by each word in magic is also the basic unit of ether."
"As for the counter spell..."
"Okay, okay," Tianlan, who was already two years old, quickly interrupted her, "I understand it already. In short, it's a very powerful spell, right?"
Jita lightly blinked her black and white eyes, trying to say that among the three-level spell system of magic, that was only the simplest type.
But she was very quiet, knowing that her little friend was just impatient to listen, so she didn't speak again.
She used to like to use long descriptions to enhance the power of the grimoire, until the great wizard opened another door for her.
After relearning how to use short words to achieve the desired effect, my spells have more practical significance than before.
But sometimes, she really missed her teacher, but it was a pity that the time he stayed with them was too short.
The sounds of birds chirping in the rain forest are rising one after another, and the sky is getting brighter. Everyone has a very heavy task today. After passing through this valley, they have to climb up to a higher altitude along the western foot of Mount Piriyad.
There we cross a mountain pass and reach the plateau plain between the mountains, the Savannah Belt.
People were folding their tents, shaking off the water, checking for insects between blankets and sheets, and for coiled snakes in their boots.
The people in Walnut Underground didn't sleep very peacefully that night. In the past, they rarely went too far away from the town at this level, at least not deep into such a high-level area.
Although the flood at night did not bring the herd of animals, the small noise in the forest was enough to keep them sleepless all night.
Parker, who has long been accustomed to living in the wild, was still there and only complained about the bad temperature at night.
The big cat man sat on a dead tree and put the holy sword aside. Not looking at the blooming wild rose, it looked just like an ordinary long sword.
He had already smoked a pipe before everyone got up.
Underground Walnut and his friends are full of admiration for the big cat man, and are even more envious of his calmness and chicness.
"Submit to the will of the wind and be free and unrestrained," the lion paladin tapped the chests of these teenagers with his claws, "Ms. Marlan taught us that there is no need to be afraid or hesitant."
Fang Yu looked at this scene and shook his head, as if he was seeing his past self.
Once upon a time, Mr. Big Cat Man was also synonymous with masters in his eyes, and even seemed more reliable than Miss Attila.
Several companions of the underground walnut are named after dried vegetables and nuts, from dates to pecans, and even one called titanium pea.
Zaozi is a little fat guy. He is pointing in one direction and asking:
"Then, what is that?"
There was a rumbling sound in the distance.
Fang Plover stopped, looked at the slowly moving wall of gray-white trees in the forest, and replied:
"They are just gray trees. They are very common in peat swamps. They are very high-level, but they are neutral creatures. As long as you don't mess with them, they rarely attack people."
The big cat man blew out a smoke ring and looked in that direction, "Compared to their kind, the withered tree men, they are much more ferocious. Although they are only less than 20 levels, the whole withered forest is around level 30."
Adventurers dare not set foot there easily."
"Where are they going?" the little fat man asked again.
"I don't know, maybe the floods submerged their habitat and forced them to move to higher ground."
Everyone watched the Gray Tree Man leave, which was a rare sight.
Bei Ji was the only one squatting by the embers of the campfire, placing the breakfast pancakes on the still hot stones, softening them with his hands, and then wrapping them up.
She distributed these pancakes to everyone. Fang Piao was a little surprised as to where the dry food came from. After asking, he found out that the girl had prepared it herself when she was in Pacheva.
If Fang Yuan didn't plan to take her to Grande, she would rely on these preparations to climb the ladder of the old world.
Although this sounds a bit fanciful, Fang Yu also has to admire this girl's persistence.
By the way, the walnut in the ground blushed like an apple when he got the cake.
He was stammering and said to Beiji: "Miss Beiji, if you go to Grande, I will go with you..."
"Because, because I promised your father to take good care of you."
Bei Ji listened silently, looked at him, and nodded.
Tian Lan talked about this matter a little funny, saying that he saw the shadow of a certain group leader in this silly young man.
Fang Yu's face darkened after hearing this. He and Sylvide were not in such a hurry.
But the ship officer lady just pursed her lips and smiled.
She used the star tracker to re-confirm the direction. Yesterday's heavy rain did not cause them to deviate too much, and they could still move forward according to the route they had set a day ago.
At ten o'clock in the morning, they walked out of the valley.
As the altitude changes, the surrounding vegetation layering changes significantly.
The characteristics of the rainforest gradually disappear, and dicotyledonous camphor trees, oak trees, and a large number of vines and ferns occupy the field of vision.
Here they encountered another type of creature, a group of migrating feathered dragons.
This is a branch of the Asuka Pteranodon, and it seems that the flood also drove them elsewhere.
And half an hour later, they also encountered the flood ahead.
The water level in the mountain stream rose high, and the muddy water overflowed both banks, forming several streams and flowing downstream. The sound of the water was deafening. Because the flash floods cut off the road, everyone had to find another way, and they made several turns in the valley, which lasted until the afternoon.
Get back on track.
Floods trapped some dragons, making them targets for Parker.
In fact, the Papalar people have been obsessed with the feathers on their bodies ever since they encountered these magnificently feathered giants.
Those colorful feathers were just the decoration on his newly acquired sword scabbard.
His last dagger was accidentally left in the inn during the great escape of Oronze, so the scimitar that had been used from Istania until that time came to an end.
This new one was purchased in Pacheva.
It is said to be a magic weapon from the Sinsas era. According to the lizard man, it is almost certainly a legendary item.
The Papalar people are 20% doubtful and 80% convinced.
But when the group of feathered dragons appeared before, he didn't dare to go up and commit suicide. As for fighting alone, he could consider it.
Of course, what he calls "fighting alone" specifically refers to situations where there is only one opponent.
Parker took out his crossbow, looking eager to try it.
Fang Plover glanced at this guy and didn't bother to care about him. Anyway, if this guy succeeded, everyone would have an extra meal in the evening.
But unexpectedly, not long after Parker called the walnuts from the ground, the two of them started shouting exaggeratedly.
It caused everyone to look in that direction.
I saw two people who seemed to be rolling around in the mud, leading a wingless dragon in front of everyone.
The walnuts in the ground are like workers in a black coal kiln, with almost only a pair of eyes still exposed, spinning around.
Parker was a little better. He wiped the big flower's face with his short hand and smiled proudly with his white teeth.
The big cat man whistled and laughed dumbly: "I have never heard that catching a feathered dragon will make you look like this?"
The Papalar man boasted: "That's because the feathered dragons you have seen in the past are not as big as this one. I heard that the bigger and stronger the feathered dragons are, the healthier and brighter the feathers on their heads are. That's not me."
Bragging, I must be the leader of this group."
Rhett smiled and said: "I see you are not only a leader, but also a herald."
"What?"
But before he could react, the big cat man walked over, grabbed a belt tied to the feather dragon's tail, and pulled a luggage from underneath.
At this time, Tianlan couldn't help but screamed: "Parker, what you caught seems to be a female feathered dragon, it has no crest!"
As we all know, only male feathered dragons have bright crests for courtship. Parker's eyes widened and he looked at the feathered dragon that he had spent a lot of effort to capture.
Because he rolled in the mud, he really didn't pay attention to this problem before, but now he found that his prey did not seem to have a crest on its head.
He looked extremely shocked, as if dumbfounded: "This is impossible!"
But Fang Yu, who was at the back of the team, looked at the two people and didn't know who was more stupid. He sighed and said:
"This is a male."
"But it's not a feathered dragon, but an Asuka Pteranodon?"
He looked at the bag in the big cat man's hand and said, "This is a messenger bag, usually used to deliver urgent messages. It is tied to the root of the dragon beast's tail because they generally cannot reach this place by themselves, so it is safer."
"Wait, so what?"
"So this wingless dragon has an owner. It is a beast of burden that has been domesticated by humans. There is no record of the feathered dragon being domesticated by humans, but there are many subclades of Asuka's wingless dragons that have a long history of getting along with humans.
"History," Fang Yu looked at these two people a little pitifully, "I really don't know whether to say you two are lucky or very unlucky."
Parker sat down on the ground.
Walnut in the ground didn't mind too much. He wiped his face and asked curiously: "What kind of letter is in the bag? Who sent it?"
"Maybe someone is ahead of us," the big cat man replied, "but you'll know just by looking."
He opened the mud-wrapped luggage and took out something from it, which was a bright crystal. Walnut in the ground was the first to recognize this thing and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Tuyuan Crystal!?"
The big cat man took out several pieces of Earth Source Crystal one after another, and finally took out a letter.
He unfolded the waterproof parchment, squinted his eyes, and read out the contents:
"Today is September 11th, and the supply depot was attacked.
The enemies are a group of constructed creatures. They don't seem to be controlled by anyone. Their levels range from level 20 to level 30. These ghosts attack all living things they see.
We need support. Anyone who sees this letter please pass it on to Camp Bavard for a Flash of Light. Those in desperate need will thank you.
From Bulcaisel."
"I guess the person who wrote this letter is a local." The big cat man concluded.
"Aboriginal people don't use the term September 11th. Now it's...?"
"Jackdaw Moon." Sylvide added.
"Yes," Fang Plover nodded, "The Kaolin people have three ways of recording the months in three different years. They rotate every thirty-six months, and the selectors can't figure it out at all."
"Not many locals know it clearly," Sylvide said with a smile. "This used to be a way for the warlocks of the Tower of Stars and Moon to monopolize knowledge, and later it gradually became a tradition. But this is indeed your
The tone of voice and the details of local writing are slightly different from yours, of course, provided that the person is literate."
Fang Plover knew that outside the heart of the kingdom, the literacy rate of ordinary people was not high.
And even in areas where alchemy flourishes, the literacy rate is only about 60%.
"But I guess the Chosen One should have a communication crystal." The big cat man said.
"The communication crystal is not omnipotent, and it is possible that the person who wrote the letter does not recognize the flash of light." Fang Yu replied.
"do not know?"
"For example, that flash of light is the person in charge of the Bavard camp mentioned above. There may be such a situation."
The big cat man stroked the beard on his chin and nodded.
They looked for walnuts in the ground and found out that Bavard Camp was the name of the adventurer camp at the southern foothills of Piried.
In this way things will be very clear.
It seems that the fact that earth source crystals can be mined from Mount Piriede is no longer a secret in the local area.
The adventurers even set up a supply depot on the mountain in order to 'dig for gold' in the Piriyad Mountains. However, for some unknown reason, the supply depot seemed to have been attacked by a group of constructs.
In the context of Etalia, constructs are different from constructs.
The latter refers specifically to artificial creations, but constructed creatures may be naturally formed. For example, creatures such as wandering clockwork, activated armor, and walking clay dolls.
Of course, it may also be a misjudgment. It is not unheard of for craftsmen to use constructs to disguise themselves as natural creatures and attack others.
But the question now is not who attacked the supply depot, but why the supply depot was attacked.
Judging from the time on the letter, it was sent three days ago, which means that the supply depot was attacked around the same time.
As for Underground Walnut, they had never heard of constructing creatures from the guild, so at the time when the Art War Guild and the Lizardmen arrived here, there should have been at least no such thing.
So it is very interesting where these constructed creatures come from.
Of course, Fang Pliong and the others couldn't turn back to deliver the letter. He planned to go and see for himself what was going on. He just hoped that there would still be people there when he arrived.
After this small interlude, the team moved on.
But until that night, they didn't encounter any trouble.
As expected, they crossed a mountain pass on the western edge of Mount Piried and entered the plain on the top of the mountain.
But Mount Piriede seems to have not moved at all, still standing quietly on the horizon.
In the next two days, everyone finally found the thin mountain road and entered the canyon lined with cliffs.
It was an area that could be seen at a glance on the Seven Seas Traveler, but it took them three full days of walking to reach it.
As the altitude further climbs here, the temperature begins to drop sharply, and traces of glacial erosion appear on the hillside. At this height, except for rocky beaches and the occasional bush, it is difficult to see other vegetation.
Parker took Zaozi to explore the way ahead, because the latter was a ranger.
Fang Plover actually had some thoughts about the Walnuts and others underground. They had nowhere to go after leaving the Art Struggle Guild, and were now escorting Bei Ji, but there was always time for them to consider their own way out.
The forest side should still need manpower. With his current situation, it is difficult to recruit people from outside. Even if there are people who don't mind the gray list, he doesn't dare to accept them easily.
It can be said that the Walnuts Underground and the Seven Seas Brigade are almost in the same boat at the moment, and they are the most suitable candidates to recruit.
Of course, they still have to look at their own opinions, and Fang Yu also needs to observe these people.
Not far away, Parker's shouts came from ahead.
Fang Plover released the clockwork fairy and flew in that direction. It didn't take long for him to see what they had found.
The two found the body of a pterosaur on the side of the road. There was also a suitcase on the corpse. They took the suitcase and returned - opening the letter inside, which was exactly the same as the one they had seen before.
The time on the letter is also consistent, and it seems to have been sent on the same day, but this wingless dragon is not as lucky as its companion.
Tang Xin inspected the body and found that the giant Pteranodon's body had a deep, bone-visible wound under one side of its ribs, about half a foot long.
This was a fatal wound, and there were other less fatal wounds all over the pteranodon's thick skin.
In fact, when he saw this corpse, Fang Plover felt that there was probably no hope in that supply depot.
This is already the fifth day after sending the letter, and they haven't sent the second letter yet, or they are stuck.
Or the whole army has been destroyed.
However, most of the constructed creatures have no brains, and it is hard for Fang Plover to believe that they have the intelligence to besiege a city. Therefore, he would rather believe in the latter possibility.
At five o'clock that afternoon, they arrived at the supply station.
In fact, since there is only one entrance and exit in the canyon, it is difficult not to see the camp. Facts proved their thoughts - the camp was completely silent when they arrived.
From the outside, there were several large holes in the fence. When I walked through the holes, I saw that the camp was in a mess, and the tents were lying on the ground.
It seemed like a heavy snow had fallen inside, and it was completely white inside.
Fang Plover braved the wind and snow to open each tent to check. All the tents were empty. The wind and snow were involved, and by the light of the torch, dark red blood stains could be vaguely seen on the ground.
It seems that at least no one really died here, which is normal, and people without starlight will not come out to take risks.
However, the weird atmosphere in the camp still frightened the two little girls. Tianlan and Jita stood in the middle of the camp a little uneasily.
Not to mention the young people who came from the Art Struggle Guild, where have they seen this battle before? They didn't dare to say anything.
The walnuts in the ground protected Bei Ji behind him, but in fact the girl was not afraid at all and was much calmer than him.
Finally, the big cat man finally found the remains of the construct creature mentioned in the distress letter.
It was buried under the snow, and it took them a while to dig it out.
Generally speaking, the thing looked like a crab, with two claws as sharp as swords, six legs, and a body like a flat rock.
In fact, if the letter hadn't said it was a constructed creature, Fang Plover would have probably thought it was an elemental creature, a kind of earth element.
Anyway, at least from the appearance, he couldn't tell where exactly this thing was constructed.
However, he was not sure if these constructs had only one form, but this was the only one found in the camp.
Fang Plover just thought of another possibility. This thing looks like a rock. Only when it is a complete whole can its original appearance be seen.
But it is hard to say whether the smaller rock fragments scattered everywhere in the camp were originally mountain rocks or the remains of this thing.
Thinking of this, he ordered others to be careful and asked them to search the camp to see if there was anything valuable left.
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This chapter has been completed!