The Great Sage was speeding wildly towards a large rift valley hundreds of kilometers away. A huge rift valley suddenly opened up on the flat land, as if the earth had been torn open by some huge force.
The surrounding and inner walls of the rift valley are already covered with large and small tombs, some are like small earthen bags, some have tombstones inserted, and some are directly open, like open graves.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves, some skeleton zombies poked their heads out of the open grave, staring at the carriage passing by with twinkling eyes. From the perspective of the carriage, it was like being stared at by blue-glowing eyes all over the ground.
Of course, the great sage has adapted to this kind of scene, and flies by without stopping.
Entering the rift valley, there are skeletons and zombies poking their heads from the cliffs on both sides of the rift valley.
The speeding carriage flicked its tail, drifted several positions, and stopped with a click. The great sage jumped out of the carriage and quickly drifted towards a large cave deep in the rift valley.
As soon as he entered the cave, he instantly saw a ball of holy light, which was smoking.
The Great Sage was shocked and cried out: "The power of the Holy Light? The lackey of light! Suffer death."
The hand holding the Holy Light gently squeezed it out, and then Harvey's voice sounded: "It's me..."
"Harvey?" The great sage waved his hand, and a ball of energy emitting soul fluctuations rose up. The soul fluctuations emitted spread around and were reflected back when touching objects.
Because undead creatures observe the outside world through their souls, such a soul wave ball is equivalent to a flare compared to undead creatures.
Undead creatures can actively radiate soul fluctuations to observe the outside world, but this method of observation can easily arouse reactions from others, and can easily lead to negative feedback of "what are you looking at" and "what are you looking at", so the two sides start fighting.
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In a world full of undead creatures, active soul waves are emitted at random to aim at random. What do you think will happen?
Therefore, the undead creatures living in the undead empire all know a courtesy: if you cannot see someone clearly, please use flares to dodge them.
Soon, the Great Sage saw Harvey lying half-stretched on a stone lounge chair in the darkness.
"It's really you, what happened to that ball of holy light just now?" the great sage asked in confusion.
Harvey didn't even bother to move his toes, so he opened his right hand towards the Great Sage, and saw a ball of holy light burning in his palm.
"Are you injured? What happened? Did a lackey of light assassinate you?" The great sage was shocked.
This place has penetrated hundreds of kilometers into the interior of the Sunken Land, and the area within a few hundred kilometers is full of undead creatures. If a lackey of light can penetrate such a long distance, assassinate a mourning lord, and even injure him, it is definitely not ordinary.
of running dogs.
"When the city was broken." Harvey said lazily.
"Breaking the city? That's not right. I watched the whole process when the city was destroyed. When did you get injured?" The great sage recalled the situation of the city being destroyed and asked doubtfully.
"When I hit the wall, a phantom burst out of the wall and hit me, knocking off all my fingers." Harvey raised his palm, revealing four purple and gold finger bones and one gray and white finger bone.
However, the gray finger bone was riddled with holes under the burning of the holy light.
Harvey glanced at it twice and felt it was an eyesore, so he stretched out his hand to pull it off, walked to the side of the cave wall and stepped on it.
There was a human-shaped pit on the cave wall, and each pit was embedded with a golden skeleton. Harvey kicked it, and one of the golden skeletons fell down.
The golden skeleton scratched his head in confusion, and looked at Harvey in confusion as he climbed up.
Harvey pointed at its finger: Chirgulu...
Without saying a word, the golden skeleton raised his middle finger, grasped it with his other hand and gave it to Harvey, then trembled and ran out.
Not long after, the golden skull's fingers turned into silver, and it ran back with a clang, obviously not knowing which silver skeleton's bones it was to snatch.
"You really have the nerve to steal your own little brother's bones." The great sage said with disgust.
Harvey shrugged and said helplessly: "I can't help it. The gray bones I picked up on the ground were burned like this by the holy light. If I don't replace them with harder ones, they will soon be burned away again. I originally wanted to just pick one up and exercise it myself."
of."
"Why is the Holy Light so domineering? Even you can't suppress it? It's been so many days and it's still burning?" The great sage came over to take a look and shouted: "It's not good."
"No, the fire of public belief!"
Harvey slumped down on the stone couch again and glanced sideways at the Great Sage.
The great sage had become accustomed to Harvey's character of lying down but never sitting down, and using expressions but never moving his mouth, so he took the initiative and said:
"The fire of faith is a particularly vicious flame. It is equivalent to nailing part of the belief network to you. As long as these believers still believe in the light devoutly, their beliefs will continue to grow. This flame will burn you.
body."
Harvey asked: "Can it be expelled?"
"It's difficult, because it is invisible, and it is even something that many light believers dream of, because it is the fire that becomes a god. With the fire of faith, he can gather the beliefs of believers and gradually grow into a new god. But
If this thing is nailed to your body, it will really be a bad thing." The great sage shook his head, not knowing what to say.
Harvey captured the key instead: "Become a god? They nailed a fire that can become a god to me? Isn't the cost too high?"
"What are you afraid of because of the high cost? As long as you can earn it back. Now you have to give up this body, or find a god of light to help you take away this fire of faith, or kill all these light believers and let them
If your faith is cut off, this fire will never come out again." The great sage said.
"Give up the body? No, I worked hard to temper it into what it is now, and I won't give up. Gods of light? Hehe, it's hard to say how many gods of light are left now. It would be easier to kill all the believers of light, but
It’s so troublesome. Forget it, let me think about it first, anyway, this little bit of holy light won’t bother me.”
Harvey stretched out his back and let himself lie down on the stone chair in a more comfortable position. Who knows how he felt which position was more comfortable with his skeleton, and the bones were scraped off the stone chair.
Then he remembered something: "Why did you come to me?"
"I have met the God of Knowledge." The great sage said excitedly.
"Oh? Where did you see it?" Harvey perked up and sat up from the stone chair.
However, after the great sage explained the situation of his meeting with Negris, Harvey immediately became less interested and lay back down again.
"Well, aren't you surprised?" Harvey's strange reaction made the great sage a little confused.
"No surprise, it doesn't want to see us." Harvey said.
"Ah!?" The great sage has been in a relatively excited state since he saw Nigris. He had no time to think about many things in detail. Until now, when Harvey reminded him, he reacted instantly.
Nigris really didn't want to see him, otherwise he wouldn't have been ready to show his identity in the end. Moreover, Nigris obviously didn't just come to the Sunken Land. He didn't look for them after coming for so long, so naturally he didn't want to
Meet.
This made the great sage somewhat unacceptable: "Why doesn't it want to see us? I arranged for its poop to be cleaned for it, and I also arranged for the little fat sheep it eats to be raised for it. It doesn't want to see us? It doesn't know that we are very important.
Do you remember His Majesty?"
"Your Majesty, you are no longer here." Harvey muttered in confusion.
If the king was still there, it would be impossible for Negris to have this attitude towards them. This change could only once again confirm their previous guess that the king was no longer there.
"He said that Piero saved it. Something must have happened to the Palace of Rest, otherwise it wouldn't be able to get out of the seal. But it didn't say what happened. It just said that it didn't know." The great sage frowned.
Speaking of.
"Pierro..." Harvey couldn't help but sit up: "This guy is much more difficult to deal with than the God of Knowledge, he is too cunning."
Even Harvey, who had already mourned his death, felt that Anthony was difficult to deal with, at least he couldn't deal with him lying down.
"What should we do now?" the great sage asked.
Harvey hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly got up: "Let's go see it first."
As I slowly walked to the entrance of the cave, the sky suddenly became dimly lit.
Harvey looked up and said, "Hey, the eternal night has passed. Forget it, I'll look for it next time the eternal night comes. I'll go to bed first."
Finding an excuse, Harvey turned around and walked back, throwing himself into the stone lounge chair again.
The great sage stood there stunned for a long time, then sighed helplessly: "If you were more diligent, we wouldn't need more than a thousand people to break through the human defense line."
Harvey's lazily voice came from the cave: "No, my waist disc is a bit protruding. I can't work hard. The harder I work, the faster it will deteriorate."
The Great Sage drove back by himself, facing the first ray of sunshine after the eternal night...
…
When the first ray of sunshine after the eternal night shone, Ange was holding breadfruit and preparing it. When those druids were scolded by lightning and ran away, they said, "It's useless to steal breadfruit. They
If you can't cultivate seeds', then you really underestimate Ange.
From the moment he watched them eat the breadfruit, Ange knew why there were no seeds in the fruit because it was still ripe.
The fruits of some plants need to be completely ripe before they can grow seeds, and breadfruit obviously falls into this category.
What the Druid said is correct. If a fruit has no seeds, it will not grow again once it is picked. Naturally, it will not produce seeds.
But Ange is not an ordinary person. He can force the dead branches of the tree of life to produce fruit. Why would he be afraid of this ordinary breadfruit?
The essence is poured on the fruit, and the quick-death halo is activated. The originally plump fruit quickly shrivels and shrivels. When you open it, you will see that the starch inside has been almost consumed, leaving only dozens of black seeds.
Each case picked a plump seed and planted it on the ground to the east.
It was almost lunch time. The druids pushed through the bamboo forest and walked into the surrounded breadfruit tree. In order to prevent the fruits from being stolen again, the druids had to plant bamboos and surround the breadfruit tree. Even from the tower, they could see
If you don’t get to the fruit trees, see how they steal them.
However, the druids certainly didn't notice that many of the bamboo shoots that had not grown out of the ground were cut off.
I opened the bamboo forest and counted the fruits. Well, there were many bread fruits. The druid could remember how many bread fruits there were.
After picking the lunch amount and just taking it out, Druid suddenly smelled some fragrance, which was the fragrance of toasted breadfruit, which made him couldn't help but look at his arms.
The breadfruit is there, who is baking the breadfruit?
Following the scent, the druid came to the thorn wall and chanted a spell. The thorn vine stretched out a cane and lifted him up. He looked out over the thorn wall and immediately saw the particularly annoying unicorn.
beast.
Lightning was sitting on a field stem, holding a roasted breadfruit in his front hooves, biting open a mouth, sticking his tongue in and licking, licking, licking.
Seeing the Druid pop up, Lightning greeted happily: "Hello, have you eaten? Are you still arguing today?"
The druid turned pale with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just said to himself: "You just stole a breadfruit, and after eating it, we will see what else you eat."
But the sound of this 'self-talk' was loud enough for Lightning to hear.
After lunch, after a busy afternoon, the druid who came to pick breadfruit smelled the smell of toasted breadfruit again.
When he climbed up to the wall and took a look, he found that the unicorn was sitting in the same place at noon, squinting at him, extending his tongue cowardly, and licking the breadfruit through the gap.
Druid was so angry that he was about to smoke. He comforted himself: "Don't be angry. Don't be angry. It's still the same fruit shell at noon. He stuffed other things into the shell to make us angry."
When we were having supper, the unicorn came again, holding two bread fruits, licking one on the left and one on the right.
The Druid was so angry that he roared, transformed into a giant bear, and smashed the thorn wall in front of him with a slap: "I want to tear..."
Just as he was saying this, he saw a lot of heads popping up on the field ridge behind the unicorn. A little girl looked at him very excitedly and was about to climb out from behind the field ridge, but was held up by the neck by a golden skeleton.
Is this an ambush? The druid suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and quickly changed his words: "I want to tear... tear some wild vegetables and go back to season them."
The bear's thick paws randomly grabbed two handfuls of weeds on the ground and shrank them back. There was a burst of chanting, and the smashed thorn wall slowly grew back again.
When he went back to report to Du Binqi, Druid said aggrievedly: "Those things must be trying to anger us, and then if they start fighting, the game will be yellow, and they won't have to lose."
Du Binqi also felt the same way. If you compete with a group of people who don't even have druids, it's impossible to win unless you use tricks outside the game to compete with them.
but……
"You said they have a lot of breadfruit? It seems that they have grown breadfruit at a certain level. We can't be careless. If we lose to them, we will be embarrassed. In the future, the supplementary light time will be increased by two hours.
"Dubinqi said.
The other druids lamented repeatedly, but none of them objected. Indeed, if they lost to a group of dead skeleton little girl embryos and dragon-mouthed bitchy horses in terms of planting, they would really be embarrassed.
After everyone fell asleep, Dubinqi quietly came to the location of the buckets. These are dew buckets. They collect dew at night for easy watering, which can save a lot of magic power.
Dubinqi took out a bottle, poured the black liquid inside into the water, and murmured: "It's time for you to see what real technology is."