Pushing down the iron ball, Marcus immediately pushed the accelerating rudder and pushed it to the end.
The wind engines hanging on both sides of the air bag accelerated, pushing the airship to fly diagonally upwards. After a while, a flash of light exploded behind it.
First there was a bright light, then a violent shock wave. This shock wave swept across the entire camp. Doors, windows, tents, scaffoldings, vehicles, and horses were all torn apart.
After the shock wave, a plume of smoke and dust rose into the sky and could not be dissipated for a long time.
After it dispersed, a large pit appeared where the iron ball landed. All matter within a radius of at least five meters was wiped out, and a layer of the ground within a radius of ten meters was scraped off.
However, not many people died. People beyond ten meters would most likely only be injured by the shock. After all, it was a burst of pure energy, with no additional damage such as splashing fragments. However, the buildings in the camp were seriously damaged.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's almost like a meteor falling from the sky, its power is too poor." Nigris said with disdain, the falling meteor is a ninth-level magic, quasi-forbidden spell.
"The power is really too bad. It can disintegrate hundreds of magic crystals at once. The power is just that much. The only advantage is that it does not require casting time, so it can be used to launch surprise attacks." Rogge said.
An iron ball contains hundreds of magic crystals. If it is not a high-value target, even the wealthy Church of Light cannot afford it. Moreover, there are too many restrictions. If the airship does not belong to the Silver Knights, it is impossible to fly calmly above the camp.
.
"How's it going? Is the senior executive dead?"
"It doesn't seem like it. It's chaotic and orderly, it's not out of control, and its organizational ability hasn't been lost. It should be that it's not dead, or not all of it."
When he said this, several Holy Spirits flew up. In order to prevent these iron fools from catching up, the airship was pushed to its maximum speed and disappeared into the clouds not long after.
"You drive the airship to the oasis yourself. Saint Lisa is already waiting for you. You follow her arrangements after landing, you know? For the time being, you will be under the management of Wakuri. You are both goblins, so you should be able to get along."
Negris ordered.
Marcus nodded without any other thoughts, because behind him stood two heavily armored swordsmen covered in armor.
Ange transferred the zombies reincarnated from the two heavily armored swordsmen. According to Negris, it was to strengthen the airship's protective power to prevent them from being taken away again.
But these heavily armored swordsmen could cut him into two pieces at any time with their swords.
Of course, Marcus will not have second thoughts, even the traces of corrosion on his body have been lifted. His whole body is now extremely relaxed, without the tightness he felt when taking medicine before.
Obviously, the statement that the Light Church used poison to control him was true, and not that the medicine was just to suppress the injury, as the Light Church said.
This alone made him hate the Church of Light and the Silver Knights to death.
Whatever Nigris said, he nodded in agreement. It wasn't until he talked about Vagori that he asked in surprise: "Vagori? Goblin? Master Vagori, the winner of the Gear Award?"
"He seems to have said something about the Gear Prize. Do you know him?" Nigris asked.
"Winner of the Gear Award! How many ignorant people don't recognize it? That is the highest level award in the engineering world..." Marcus' voice became smaller and smaller because he noticed the half-smiling expression on Nigris's face, whoosh
I reacted instantly.
The Lord Naige in front of me doesn't know Wakuri. Did he just say that it is ignorant...
Before Nigris threw him off the airship, Marcus changed the subject: "I heard that the iron ball was invented by Master Vaguri."
"Oh? I was just wondering why it looks so much like the eggs of a magic egg cannon." Nigris suddenly understood.
…
After seeing off the airship, everyone landed on the ground under Rogge's guidance, then found a hole and got in.
"The reason why the Dark Side City has been able to exist for so long is because the terrain is too complicated. If you find a hole and crawl in, you can reach the caves extending in all directions below. However, the two connected caves may not necessarily lead to the same cave.
Even if the other person's words are ringing in my ears, it may take half an hour to walk to meet. If you are not familiar with the environment here, you will easily get lost."
After walking behind Rogge for half an hour, Nigris finally had a vivid understanding of the terrain here, and sighed: "No wonder the Silver Knights have been unable to destroy you for hundreds of years, and the church has not withdrawn their troops.
Establishment, in a place like this, it will be difficult to find your traces, let alone clearing out the undead creatures."
"Yes, the living people also said that they need to eat, drink, and defecate, and there are traces of it. We undead creatures are really anxious. We hid on the second and third floors, and even if we find them, they can't find us. That is, in these years,
There are more and more living people, and they are often implicated." Rogge sighed.
Nigris rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Have you ever thought that these living people were deliberately driven in by the Silver Knights?"
Rogge's steps froze and he stopped for half a step. When he started walking again, his whole body felt like he had stepped forward, as if he had been bent down by something heavy.
"Lord Emotional Nagg, you can see it at a glance. Alas, it took many years for us to realize this. But these living people are just helpless and desperate poor people. There are no spies or spies from the church among them.
Believers, what can you do even if you know this? Kill them all?" Rogge's tone was full of helplessness and annoyance.
"It's normal not to send spies. There will definitely be people searching for the souls of the undead creatures, but as long as you don't kill them, the living people will leave traces by eating, drinking and littering. Even if you don't care about these living people, they will occupy a large area, thus
Compressing your activity space is an unsolvable plan."
"Yes, it took me many years to understand this. Do you know who the first few batches of people who fled here were?" Rogge said with a wry smile:
"When we were operating in human territory, didn't we gather some native undead creatures? They all have relatives. The first few batches of living people who were rushed here are all their relatives. Let alone killing, we who look like three
The forty-year-old lich companions have to take care of the grandchildren for their children who are seventy or eighty years old. When the son dies and the grandson grows up, they still have to find a wife for the grandson. After giving birth to a child, they have to find ways to provide nutrition..."
"In the end, all those living people were related to our lichs. Many of the lichs were descendants of their ancestors, grandparents, and grandparents. Some people had their grandchildren for hundreds of years, and now their souls are weak when they see their grandchildren."
"Pfft!" Nigris laughed.
"I took away all the undead creatures this time because I wanted to get rid of this big burden. It would be better if I could lure the Silver Knights away. There is a lot of space in Dark Side City. Without the Silver Knights, everyone can survive.
Very good." Roger sighed.
Negris shook his head: "You are overthinking. The Silver Knights need an enemy, not to destroy them. If you leave, the living people in Dark Side City will become their enemies."
Rogge's body froze again and fell completely silent.
Without chatting, Nigris's attention returned to the surrounding environment, and he quickly noticed a characteristic. The roads Rogge led were all places where sunlight could shine in or be reflected.
If there are two caves, one dark and one with faint light, Rogge will definitely choose the one with light. Logically speaking, he is an undead creature and can see the environment clearly without sunlight.
"Oh, it's like this. The place where sunlight can shine in is called the first floor. It has a special feature. You won't get lost no matter what. At worst, if you climb up, you can reach the ground. This is our main range of activities.
.The place where the sun cannot shine is called the second floor. The passages inside extend in all directions and are very complicated. If you haven't explored it in advance, I won't dare to take you down. If you get lost, you won't be able to get out." Rogge explained.
"Oh, I think I heard you talking about the second, third, and third floors just now. Is there a third floor?" Nigris asked.
"Yes, the third layer refers to an almost completely independent cave system with almost vertical passages, thousands of meters deep underground. I have discovered unique ecological environments and species there, but because it is too complicated, I dare not
Explore deeper.”
"You know, I am the Black Warrior. I can penetrate the rock formations at a certain distance after becoming virtual. If I get lost on the second floor, I will most likely penetrate the rock formations above and come out. But the third floor is too deep. Even if I get lost in it, I will not be able to escape.
He may be trapped inside forever. If that Hermeltus is really hiding in the Dark Side City, he is most likely hiding in an independent cave on the third floor." Rogge said.
After hearing this, Nigris wanted to back down. Getting lost in such a complicated underground cave was no joke. Even if Ange was the immortal god, he would have to stay in it forever.
I wanted to persuade Ange to give up his idea, but when I looked back, there was still Ange's shadow.
"Zobada! Where are you?" Nigris was confused. He couldn't have gotten lost here, right? If he got lost in a place like this, even if there was a soul connection between them, he might not be able to find him back.
Fortunately, Ange didn't fall too far. He returned a few dozen meters along the original path and saw the little zombie cherub and Lightning squatting on the ridge. Below was a large, relatively flat land, with some vaguely visible field ridges.
and traces of furrows.
Nigris covered his face, okay, he knows why Ange can't walk on the road.
Just when he was about to persuade Ange to give up his mind and stop looking for Hemeltus, the excuse came: "Hey, this is a piece of abandoned farmland."
Ange nodded.
“The terrain is flat and the lighting is suitable, making it a good place to plant things.”
Ange nodded vigorously.
"There is still water there. Just dig ditches and ridges to bring the water over, saving time and effort when planting things."
Ange nodded sharply.
"Then let's plant things without looking for Hemeltus." Nigris changed his tone.
Ange shook his head.
"..." Ange was disappointed that he couldn't stop him, and couldn't help but ask:
"Why do you have to kill him? Let's talk to Anthony and ask him to reveal the news and hide our information. Over the years, the coalition of humans, elves and dwarves did not know that Hemeltus was destroyed.
How many times have we been afraid that it will spread?"
"Insect plague, locusts, eat crops and they don't grow." Ange said.
"You think it's a locust plague? No, even if it's a locust plague, you won't be so active in things other than planting things. There must be other reasons, tell me!" Nigris saw through Ange's avoidance at a glance.
This dead skeleton used to be very innocent and would talk about things. But since Nigris objected to him planting things everywhere, he has begun to avoid the important and ignore the trivial. Although he has not yet learned to lie, he has learned to pick out unimportant things. If you don't ask questions,
, he may not say the most important information.
Moreover, Ange has now learned to speak sentences with more than five words. If he still skips one or two words, there must be something wrong.
"When insects are burned to ashes, they can grow the World Tree." Ange said.
"You can grow the world tree without using insect ash." Negris said in confusion. Just after he finished speaking, it suddenly thought of a possibility. It retracted its mind back to the Palace of Rest, and controlled its body to fly to the farm.
inside.
In the corner of the farm, a branch of the World Tree was inserted into the ground. The soil on the ground had been mixed with dark dragon soil and insect ash. On the bare branches, some small buds sprouted. On the surface of the branches, a patch of
The gray spots show that these branches were once diseased branches.
Yes, the diseased branches of the World Tree, which you could get for free as long as you reported them to the Teleportation Array, were distributed by the elves everywhere, just to find a way to cure the World Tree.
After making an agreement with the World Tree, Nigris asked the elf for a few thick ones, preparing to continue to stimulate the fruits to get seeds. However, he later found that there were too many World Trees to grow, so he threw them aside.
Now, one of the thickest diseased branches of the world tree was cut on the ground by Ange and stimulated new shoots. The gray spots on its branches have been reduced a lot. A gentle scrape even revealed fresh fibers.
organize.
"This...this diseased branch allowed you to grow it? The elf is going crazy." Negris muttered absently.
Why are the elves so anxious? Because the World Tree is sick. Theoretically, the World Tree still has a lifespan of nine thousand years, but the World Tree is sick.
The elf spent a lot of money to buy twenty World Trees from Ange. He did not hesitate to hold on to his last hope and exchange quantity for the chance, hoping to plant a real World Tree with wisdom.
If they knew that Ange replanted the diseased branches of the World Tree, and that the disease of the World Tree could be cured, and that the World Tree might live to the end of its life, then the elves might really go crazy.
After all, many species do not have nine thousand years of history.
"Is insect ash so useful? How about we save more?" Nigris felt that his mentality had changed. He didn't want to go just now because he was afraid of danger, but now he wants to save more.
Suddenly, a burst of screaming and running sounds came from an unknown place, getting closer and closer, and a dozen people running out of the cave in front, carrying the elderly and supporting the weak.
He ran into Ange and his party head-on, and was stunned for a moment. Then one of the men shouted in surprise: "Lord Rogge?! Save us! Ah!"
A dark insect pounced on the man's neck and bit off a piece of flesh in one bite, causing him to scream in agony.
A cloaked man, surrounded by a large number of insects and beetles, turned into the cave: "Jie Jie Jie, see where you are running? Take me to the place where you live, my child."