Chapter 625 Misunderstanding (Part 1)
It’s noon, under the sunshine, and this is the brightest time in the world.
A group of people trekked hard, and it can be seen that in just one week, more than a dozen people were missing.
"I can't leave anymore, everyone is exhausted." A middle-aged mage thought, he was the supreme leader of this team, leading the failed family migration. This man's name is Haboba, a level five mage.
Haboba sat in the carriage in a little embarrassed manner, and the people around him were staggering.
In the distance, there was a hill, and the convoy was slowly moving on the hill, almost reaching its peak.
Just then, there was a sudden uproar in front of me.
"What's the matter?" Harboba shouted sternly, and the commotion calmed down.
On the long road, if it weren't for him, the fifth-level mage, the team would have been silently swallowed by the thick fog.
"Sir Haboba, look ahead, front!"
"What's so fussing?" Haboba said dissatisfiedly, jumped out of the carriage, and walked slowly forward. After climbing over a rock, the scenery in the distance suddenly reflected into his visual nerves. For a moment, he was also shocked.
Below the hills is a plain, which is very suitable for development, but not surprising.
There were grasslands, shrubs near the hilly plains, and forests in the distance, which was not surprising to him.
A brilliant palace can be clearly seen under the hills, with connected buildings, towering towers and the domes of the palace, shining brightly in the bright sunshine.
After a moment, Harboba looked at the palace and breathed out a deep breath of turbid air.
"Sir Haboba, this seems to be a city?"
"No, how is it possible? Why don't the city have walls?"
"But, such a magnificent palace is not a city?"
Hearing the argument, Haboba took a deep breath and shouted, "Shut up!"
Suddenly, all the debate disappeared.
After scanning, Harboba shouted loudly: "Stop, camp!"
"Sir Haboba, are you camping on the hills?"
"Just set up camp here!" Haboba said orderly.
If you want to camp in this world, it is not possible to have special preparations. Who knows what monsters exist in the thick fog?
The process of camping thousands of times was extremely skillful. With the order of Haboba, there was a busy camping scene.
First, the car wrapped in iron sheets surrounded the car, with plywood in between the gaps, and all the horses rushed to the camp. Although it was noon now, several fires were set up as usual.
The fire is mainly roasting the ground. In this world, if you don’t use fire to roast for more than half an hour, you can rest. Even with a blanket, unknown insects will crawl onto the body and lay eggs in the human body.
After half an hour, most of the fires were extinguished, and the burned land would not be in much danger.
A simple horse shed is set up to give the hard-earned horse a rest.
The fire that was retained had racks, and water was burned. The water was carried on the car, and iron cans and pots were placed on it.
Habobasau looked at it and saw that half of the team were farmers and half of the children he brought out, not only his own family, but also the children of other families.
The destruction of the city has only been left with this little man.
The team looked quite down and out. Even the once nobleman's clothes were covered with dirt and filth.
However, even if they are tired and hungry and cold, their eyes are different from those of ordinary farmers.
They have martial arts, knowledge, and even magic... Of course, there are divine arts, no, there is no divine art. With the destruction of the city, the Dukelun God will also perish. Besides, the area has been far away. Even if the Dukelun God is not destroyed, it will be difficult to pass on the divine arts here.
The taste of cereal porridge was quickly passed on. Strictly speaking, it was actually OK, but Harboba wrinkled his nose and felt disgusted by the taste of cereal porridge. He couldn't help but think of the aroma of roast chicken in his mind, and then sighed.
"Johnson, go out with me, let's go see what's there?" Harboba said in an orderly manner without preparing for a meal.
"Yes, Lord Haboba!" A warrior came out.
The two of them turned over and attracted a lot of attention.
The two riders galloped towards the palace below.
"It's so magnificent, Lord Harboba!" Finally approached and stopped 500 meters outside the palace. Although Johnson was a silent and resolute soldier, he couldn't help but say.
In front of him, the palace buildings that had been half collapsed have now been restored under the constant busy golem.
The sun shines down and the palace comes into view.
The majestic and tall main hall, the white marble shines under the glory. Because there are no walls, countless corridors can be seen. The exquisite carvings are classic and full of artistic beauty. This magnificent beauty can make people involuntarily hold their breath and shake their souls.
Haboba narrowed his eyes slightly, it was simply the palace of the gods.
Turning around, my eyes lit up, and a vastness appeared in my eyes.
After seeing this, Haboba was shocked.
In the square, a terrible creature seemed to be sleeping.
This terrifying creature was lying quietly on the square, with a pair of wings tightly wrapped around its body. It had blue scales on its body, but it seemed that there was freshness in some places.
This is actually a momentary incident. When the horses saw this monster, they suddenly neighed.
"No, don't shout!" The two of them were so scared that they were scattered.
However, this sound had already awakened the stinging dragon. It waved its tail and smacked its lips. After a week of cultivation, all its injuries were basically healed.
Originally, the thorn dragon lived in the ocean, but since it condensed its divinity through its contract with the great Mother Goddess, it doesn't matter to the environment.
Feeling the invasion of outsiders, the thorn dragon raised his head and looked directly at Haboba. Its narrowed eyes suddenly opened.
Suddenly, Haboba felt only darkness in front of him, and the horse had already weakened and fell to the ground - it was scared to death.
The sprig dragon looked at Haboba and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Mortal, the humble ones, what are the intentions of appearing before the great Erno?"
"Does? Do you, the humble, want to seek the palace of the great master? Oh! What a blasphemy... Then let the great Erno eat you to compensate for your sins if you want!"
He was a little hungry, and the Haitstone Dragon directly put the two mortals in front of him on a blasphemous hat and flapped his wings. He felt that his wings had grown well, so he had to go forward and taste the flesh and blood of humans.
The great Erno...blasphemy...
Haboba thought like lightning, looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, and constantly approaching, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Great Erno, you can't eat me!"
"Oh? Humble mortals, what's the reason?" Elno said as he narrowed his eyes.
"Great Lord Erno, I am also the servant of the great master!" Haboba said in fear. His eyes turned and saw the carvings in the square. He rushed to the statue and cried, "Great Master, your servant, come as you command."
Since this statue is erected in the palace square, it must be the owner of this place. Judging from the tone of this monster, this is still a god!
The thorn dragon Elno suddenly widened his eyes and made a low sound from the depths of his throat. It stretched out its front paws, somewhat confused: "Are you servants of Lord Romon?"
The blasphemy it mentioned before is of course not Romon, but refers to the Elemental Goddess.
But it already knows the name of this statue.
This insignificant mortal had the destiny to inherit the palace. Although it was humble, it had to call Romon the "Great Lord" before the contract was terminated.
However, in just a few days, this humble human actually had a servant.
According to the contract, you cannot harm the two humans in front of you.
The thorn dragon Elno had to withdraw his claws and said proudly: "Hunworthy mortals, you are very lucky!"
Since you can't eat, then find food by yourself. The thorn dragon Elno no longer paid attention to the two mortals. It flew up and found with satisfaction that there were wild animals around it - all food!
When the sea thorn dragon Elno flew far away, the two people woke up and sweated profusely.
"Sir Harboba, let's retreat quickly!" said Johnson Warrior. Just now, he was oppressed by Longwei and could not even speak: "This is too dangerous."
"Dangerous?" Haboba got up from the ground, looked around, and suddenly, laughed wildly.
This scared Johnson again, and if the monster came back or another monster appeared inside, would the sound of such a loud voice be gone?
"This world is indeed dangerous. The thick fog is filled with all kinds of beasts and monsters. Darkness permeates every land, vampires and immortal lives rampant."
“Only by building villages and towns can we get a breathing place.”
"But the breathing place, once it is established, it will encounter all kinds of challenges, internal, external, darkness."
"But, is there any safer place than here now?" Haboba suddenly laughed wildly again.
"This palace, you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing, and this god named Romon actually owns this palace and has such a terrible monster as a servant... If I'm not wrong, this is a member of the Dragon Clan!"
"A such a powerful god must be far more powerful than God Dukelun. The most wonderful thing is that it has no believers yet, hahahaha!"
"You saw it just now, when I admit that I am a believer of the Lord Romon, this dragon dared not touch us. Therefore, we can move all of us and build our village, our town, our city near this palace!"
"After destruction and after the difficult wandering, we actually encountered the opportunity given by God. This is so wonderful!"
Chapter completed!