The amount of information that Kalya gave out at once was a bit large this time, and it took Lux and Ino a long time to digest all the information.
The advanced chapter of magic theory, as well as the possibility of conflict between heretics and Rakoul when they reach the summit. These two new pieces of information alone are enough for Lux and Ino to think about it.
However, this guy Kalya is still very hateful. Later, when Lacus asked what other problems he might face when climbing the mountain, he said no more: "Let's solve the current problems first, and we will do it one by one later."
How abominable!
Because Ino's magic power was almost exhausted and her mental state was not very good, Kalya just chatted with them casually tonight and did not explain the theoretical issues of magic.
Early the next morning, Lux and Ino finally woke up Scarash, moved the stone statue of Sefiqa onto Scarash's back, and then set off amidst Scarash's dissatisfied hum, and finally set off.
Left the oil silk oasis.
"Is he really okay in his current state?" After fixing Sefiqa to Scarash's saddle with a rope, Lacus asked hesitantly, "He is almost completely turned into stone now, are you sure?"
Is he still alive?"
"Of course he is alive!" Kalya said firmly, "Don't worry, the perception between the dark descendants and the dark descendants is very clear. Although he has no heart and his body is almost completely elemental, I know very well that this is just
It's just the influence of the monolith on him. He's lucky. The elementalization and darkinization formed a balance in his body that is not too stable, but can be maintained. As long as I pay attention, he can use this
The gargoyle form survives for a long time."
"Gargoyle?" Lux blinked, "What is that?"
"Oh, it's just a legendary monster. It usually looks like a stone statue, but it can move freely when needed... Folklore, folklore."
Lux raised her eyebrows. She had never heard of this kind of folklore, but there were a lot of folklores that she had never heard of, so she didn't pay too much attention to it.
As Scarash started slowly and leisurely, its huge body began to sway rhythmically and regularly, which made Lux and Ino soon feel sleepy.
To sum it up, the two of them had not rested for almost a day, and they had also experienced a series of dizzying changes. Ino even almost used up his magic power. In this case, the two of them sat astride the saddle back to back.
After putting on a wide hat and covering his face with a gauze scarf, he quickly fell asleep.
……………………
Lux and Ino finally left the Oil Silk Oasis and started heading west again.
In Naslamei, two "expedition teams" aiming at the Huangqiu God's Tomb also set out one after another.
The first expedition was led by Sivir, a super mercenary, and Cassiopeia and Elise, two guys who were not short of money, hired a large number of professionals.
Although in Sivir's opinion, the responsibilities of many of these "professionals" can be completed part-time by themselves, it is obviously impossible for Cassiopeia and Elise to put everything on Sivir alone.
.
Therefore, they hired professional locksmiths, professional trap masters, and professional ancient Shurima language and folklore researchers to form a very professional-looking "exploration expedition team", riding a dozen camels,
He left Nasramei in a grand manner.
Compared with them, the other expedition team whose goal was also the Tomb of the God in Huangqiu was more than a little shabby.
Number of people: 2
Vehicle: Legs
Map: None
Supplies: Carry only a small amount of dry food and drinking water and move along the oasis
This kind of journey seemed to give people a feeling of "I'm afraid I'm going to die", but Ezreal was quite excited.
In the eyes of this little Huangmao who is afraid of the world being in chaos, the kind of step-by-step scientific examination taught in the university is really too boring. On the contrary, it is this kind of seemingly dangerous trip that can make him thoroughly
Get excited!
Although this desert trip not only did not involve Skalas, but even camels were not required to be ridden (the two people only had enough money to rent a pack camel, the kind that cannot be ridden)... But with limited funds, this is completely understandable
of!
Xiao Huangmao's optimism made Kassadin almost look at him with admiration - although it was unclear for a moment whether this guy really had something to rely on or whether he was just a fool, but looking at Ezreal like this, at least
It shouldn't hold you back.
That's enough.
Anyway, this kid talks a lot, so just think that he brought a Kumanggu parrot with him and let him bark wherever he goes.
“If you don’t understand anything, just ask!”
With this mentality, after Kassadin planned the route in detail, he finally took Ezreal to leave Nasramei and officially headed to the Tomb of the Barren Hills God.
Then, at noon that day, Kassadin regretted it - if possible, he really wanted to slap himself before setting off, and he would stop himself from saying "just ask" no matter what.
In the past, Kassadin has always been a famous desert guide. He is known as a person "known by the desert". He once led countless caravans across the Dashai Desert from various angles in an incredible way.
For such a super professional, finding water sources and supplies is as simple as eating and drinking. On the contrary, the loneliness of traveling alone will make him more miserable.
Especially after losing his wife and daughter, he often falls into a state of depression and loss when he is alone.
It is for this reason that Kassadin is willing to bring this chattering little yellow-haired man with him, hoping that he will relieve his boredom like the big Kumangu parrot.
As it turned out, it turned out that in terms of Ba Ba Ba, not even Kumanggu's big parrot could compare to this curious and energetic little yellow-haired man.
The two of them set out in the morning.
Kassadin's head started to hurt at noon.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, it would be hard for Kassadin to believe that there would be people in this world who would ask questions all morning without getting any answers!
Kassadin will ask questions every step he takes, and the questions come from a variety of angles.
At the beginning, Ezreal just asked about the local customs and climate conditions nearby, and Kassadin answered him in detail.
Then, after asking questions and seemingly running out of topics to talk about, Ezreal's eyes finally fell on the backpack Kassadin was carrying.
"Mr. Kassadin, can you lend me your backpack?" Ezreal made his request politely, "I have never seen a backpack made of this kind of material!"
"I bought this at the Xueyin Market. It is made of thick silk and is very wear-resistant."
In one sentence, Ezreal found the topic again.
"Can you tell me about the Marrow Seal Market?"
"Can……"
"What's the difference between the thick silk material and the fine silk from Nashlamei? Is the common production process different?"
"Yes."
"The pattern on it seems to be specially designed. Do you know how this pattern is woven?"
"have no idea."
"Oh, do you know where I can learn this weaving technique?"
"have no idea."
"Do you know anyone who knows how to knit like this?"
"have no idea."
"..."
"..."
On a simple backpack topic, Xiao Huangmao asked questions for more than two hours - this was even when Kassadin was unwilling to answer and could only deal with it.
When the time finally came to noon, the two of them found a sheltered sand dune, let the camels lie down, and set up a small awning to rest. Kassadin immediately put the hat on his face, although he did not
Not asleep, but still snoring softly.
Unfortunately, he still misjudged the horror of this little yellow-haired man - seeing Kassadin "falling asleep", Ezreal took out his pen and paper and began to write a draft of his travel notes!
Although he consciously lowered his voice while writing the draft and talking to himself, Kassadin could still clearly hear him reviewing his gains throughout the morning.
This isn't the end yet.
After the review, Ezreal very professionally added several questions that he had not mentioned in response to the information he got from Kassadin. It seemed that he planned to continue asking questions in the afternoon.
What a hell!
At this moment, Kassadin felt his head suddenly hurt.
