Although the stone pillar lit up, the light film did not appear. Esk circled the stone pillar several times, but nothing abnormal appeared. This made him extremely disappointed. He sighed and re-buckled the crystals.
When it came down, the stone pillar became dim.
Ange watched from a distance. When he saw Esk's futile efforts, Ange lowered his head and glanced at his wrist. The light film finally turned into the leather ornament on his wrist. Is the leather ornament needed to open the transmission channel?
Seeing Eske take off the crystals again, the stone pillars dimmed again. Ange knew that the key to his return home was probably in those crystals.
The crystal that was buckled was smaller than when it was first installed. Eske blew it heartbrokenly and then put it back into the satchel.
After returning the same way and passing Ange, Esk shrugged and said with a bitter look on his face: "It failed and it still can't be opened. Maybe we need to learn your way of survival in advance."
My way of survival? Planting vegetables? Ange tilted his head, raised his feet and followed.
Realizing that Ange was still following behind, Esk burst out laughing: "Why are you still following? Do you plan to follow me back to the dungeon? But that's okay, the wilderness is too dangerous. I might not be able to see you when you come down here. Just follow if you want."
Follow."
Ange tilted his head. He felt that Esk seemed to have misunderstood. Going to the dungeon? Are there blue crystals in the dungeon?
As soon as I returned to the crypt, I saw a zombie lying in front of Ange's crypt from a distance, howling.
As soon as the little zombie woke up and found that Ange was missing, he immediately stopped going out. He stayed outside the crypt and howled. Maybe he thought that as long as he screamed loud enough, Ange would appear.
Sure enough, after calling for a long time, Ange appeared. The little zombie jumped up excitedly, howled and ran towards Ange, and then refused to leave without saying anything.
So Esk continued walking, and Ange continued to follow, but there was a little tail behind him, and the little zombie followed Ange step by step.
One person, one bone horse, one skeleton and one zombie, a strange combination. They walked up the hillside until they reached the top. When they turned over, they found an endless wasteland, flat, desolate, with no end in sight.
Walking forward in one direction, from morning to evening, it was almost time for the Sabbath wind to blow. Suddenly, a "gully" suddenly appeared on the ground that seemed to be flat from the front.
It was like a crack had been cut in the earth, and it was sunken. Seeing this 'gully', Eske burst into laughter and said excitedly: "I thought I couldn't make it in time and had to spend the night outside again. Hurry up.
, the dungeon has arrived.”
Just when Ange and his party entered the "ditch", the wind in the wasteland gradually became stronger, but it was blocked by the edge. The wind entering the "ditch" was much smaller, acting as a wind-blocking effect like a cave.
Ange raised his head and felt the sharp wind whistling past his head. The cold feeling was stronger than in the crypt. It should be more efficient to guide the cold atmosphere here than in the crypt, right?
Eske looked back at Ange and said, "Go faster, be careful that the evil wind will blow you away."
After admonishing him, Esk committed his self-talking habit again and murmured: "There used to be a big river here. When the river flowed here, when it encountered the lava geology, it seeped into the ground, cutting out a huge underground
Space, our underground city is built in underground space, thanks to these underground spaces, otherwise our people would have been blown to death by the evil wind."
Esk muttered and did not ask for a response. As he said, walking in the wilderness all day long, there was not even a person to talk to, and he developed a habit of talking to himself about everything.
habit.
He used to say things to the bone horse, but now it's not strange to say it to the skeleton, and he had a feeling that Ange, the little skeleton, seemed to be able to understand what he said, at least better than his silly bone horse.
Know more.
Ange listened silently and looked around. Perhaps because the wind of rest was blocked outside, the environment in the ditch was much better than outside. There were shrubs in the corners, and moss grew on the dark sides of the stones. From time to time, he could see
I saw some insects moving.
In the bushes ahead, a stone caught Ange's attention. The stone was wrapped with invisible black smoke. When Ange looked over, the smoke moved, and a human face slowly formed.
.
"That's Black Face, a ghost, the pet of the old lich Felin. Black Face, this is the kid I brought back, don't scare people." Esk introduced, then turned to the ghost and said.
The face condensed by the smoke showed two holes where the eyes were. It rested deeply on Ange and the little zombie for a moment, then turned into a ball of smoke again and wrapped around the stone.
Continuing to go down, there is a crack on the bottom side of the ditch, which is more than ten meters wide and four or five meters high. It is the entrance to the underground city.
At this moment, at the entrance, a man holding an exquisite staff stood there, looking down the ditch.
This is a skinny 'person'. The skin exposed outside the clothes has no luster at all and is wrinkled. The muscles are as dry as if they have lost water and have no elasticity. The eye sockets are sunken and the cheekbones are high, just like a corpse.
Like a mummy.
This was indeed a mummy. Seeing this 'person', Esk greeted him from a distance: "Hey, Felin, why are you here? You're not greeting me, are you? It's too grand."
It was the owner of the ghost just now, the old lich Feilin.
Feilin smiled slightly, showing a very friendly smile and said: "Heilian saw that you are back, come and take a look, what do you think? Did you gain anything?"
The old lich asked very vaguely, but Esk knew what he wanted to ask, he just didn't want to put too much pressure on Esk.
A forced smile appeared on Eske's face, and he shook his head and said: "No, they are also short of food and refuse to sell it."
Feilin nodded with some disappointment: "It's normal. There are fewer and fewer places to grow food. No family is not short of food. If you sell it to us, some of them will starve to death. Don't worry about it. It's not your fault."
.”
Esk smiled sarcastically and said: "I couldn't buy food anyway, so I went to the Sea of the Dead, but the teleportation channel still couldn't be opened, but the magic crystal shrank."
Feilin didn't care after hearing this, but was a little disappointed: "Still can't open it? This is normal. It's been a thousand years. I don't know what happened to the Palace of Rest. I hope your majesty is in peace. If the magic crystal shrinks, just shrink it. Buy it
If you don’t get food, you can’t eat even if you leave magic crystals behind. Don’t worry, you’re tired too, go back and rest.”
Feilin's gentle words of comfort actually made Esker's eyes turn red. He sniffed and walked past Feilin before he managed to smile: "I met a quiet skeleton in the Sea of the Dead, and it followed me back.
Haha, I doubt it can understand my words, as if it is intelligent."
Eske's words made Felin turn his eyes over and look at Ange casually. It wasn't until his eyes fell on Ange's wrist that he suddenly trembled and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Esk had already walked into the entrance and did not see anything strange about Filmin. He only saw Filmin stumbling towards Ange. He ignored the exquisite staff and threw it to the ground. He stretched his trembling hand forward, trying to remove Ange's hand.
He held it with his hand, but when he reached it halfway, he realized something was wrong and quickly retracted it, looking at a loss.
If Eske had not gone in, his eyes would have been shocked to see the usually calm and calm old lich.
Feilin was excited for a while, then looked at Ange with hopeful eyes and asked: "Are you the new Lord Watcher?"