On one side of the stone canyon is ancient Behemoth, and thirty-five miles away from this place is a stone village.
Xu Zhi saw thousands of big-eared monsters here.
When he entered this place, he happened to encounter some big-eared monsters returning to the city from hunting.
The red worms whose juices had been squeezed out of their bodies were hung on thick hemp ropes, and were brought back in bunches by the big-eared monsters.
This is the staple food of big-eared monsters.
This is quite similar to the situation in South Australia, where Tiaotiao eats vegetation, and South Australian people eat Tiaotiao to make up for their losses.
In the ruins, red worms eat up all edible substances, causing Gobi and desertification.
But the big-eared monsters feed on this red worm.
Xu Zhi has tested red worms and found that if you don't care about the colorful snake-like color and can tolerate the sour and bitter taste, this kind of worm can be eaten and is quite rich in nutrients.
The big-eared monsters are all emaciated, but they are multiplying well. This place can at least be considered a large tribe of big-eared monsters.
"Afanti, you went over there to kill Behemoth again. Did you gain anything today?"
Seeing the return of the small team of big-eared monsters, a big-eared monster immediately shouted, with a rather expectant tone in his voice, and his eyes glanced at the clothed Xu Zhi behind him from time to time.
"Hahaha, Avatar, let me tell you, the ancient Behemoth is gone. The brave man led us to kill the ancient Behemoth, roar."
Afanti, the leader of the big-eared monster team, yelled and made a sound similar to Behemoth's roar.
This roar made him look extremely powerful, and a group of big-eared monsters suddenly started to tremble after hearing the sound.
"No more, killed?"
The Avatar trembled for a long time and peed a lot before his mind came back to his senses.
"Yes, dead," Afanti confirmed. He turned to Xu Zhi and said proudly: "Master Brave, have you seen that I am the best warrior in the tribe, and no one is better than me."
With a roar and the power of ancient Behemoth, Afanti, who pretends to be powerful but not powerful, has a good status in the tribe.
Combat strength is another matter.
At least Xu Zhi could pick out dozens of the big-eared monsters from the tribe who were stronger than him.
In order to prevent everyone in the Yan family from encountering the ancient Behemoth, he really beat him to death with a stick.
Without the majesty of this ferocious beast, when the big-eared monsters adapt to the new environment, it is difficult to estimate how powerful Afanti's roar will still be.
But at least he was incomparable glory at this time.
The big-eared monsters rushed up with a burst of rainbow farts. When Afanti took out the tuft of white hair on the ancient Behemoth's head, the tribe of big-eared monsters suddenly became agitated.
At this time, Xu Zhi also saw the prophet whom he wanted to inquire about.
The prophet is also a big-eared monster.
Compared to the naked big-eared monsters, the prophet's crotch was wrapped in a piece of rag that had been passed down for countless years, making him look much more civilized.
He looked at Xu Zhi's attire with great envy, clasped his hands together, and saluted him before speaking.
"Welcome to the strange warrior from afar, please come in."
The big-eared monster prophet's eyes were extremely clear, like a pool of green water. When he stared at it, Xu Zhi felt that the prophet had already understood certain information.
"Please" Xu Zhi raised his hand and said.
The time in this ruins is limited. As long as he can find a civilized tribe and can communicate, Xu Zhi will use his spiritual power to speak out.
With the listening function of the attribute panel, he does not need to fully penetrate the other person's mind with his mental thoughts, nor does he need to play riddles and guess what the other person says.
This allowed him to enter the ruins and begin to have the ability to communicate freely.
Before his spirit fell into exhaustion, his communication with all things in the elemental realm was not much different at this time.
This is an extremely convenient ability.
In the prophet's cabin, he quickly became familiar with the big-eared monster prophet.
He didn't mind confiding some information to the big-eared monster prophet, and the other party didn't hide it.
We are not from the same world, and there is no conflict of interest involved, so there is no need for this.
"I really envy your world. You can have the sun, the moon, the stars, the green mountains, the green waters, the grass and the trees," Sang Lan, the big-eared monster prophet, said with emotion.
"There are thousands of worlds with different scenes. After seeing them for a long time, you will get used to them, and eventually you will become accustomed to them," Xu Zhi replied.
"Indeed."
The two sides had a casual conversation, and Xu Zhi obtained more detailed information from Sang Lan than from ancient Behemoth.
Encountering a sudden disaster of red worms, many tribes began to evacuate from their original settlements.
Seeking water, seeking food, seeking a safe place to live.
Some tribes had difficulty adapting and eventually disappeared.
There are also some tribes, like the big-eared monster villages, that survive tenaciously in remote rocky mountains.
Some tribes slowly developed into new small towns.
Just like the dots of oases in the desert, there are still living creatures living in the Xinghuang ruins.
But compared to the area occupied by red worms, the habitats of these creatures are too small.
In this ruins, more than 95% of the land has been invaded and occupied by red worms, and they are constantly breeding.
This makes it difficult for outsiders to encounter normal creatures in these ruins.
Xu Zhi not only asked about the three ruined cities of Krag, Ravana and Kuba mentioned by ancient Behemoth, but also asked about the directions of some new settlements.
"Have you ever heard of the name Tanan?"
He suddenly remembered the irresistible dilemma mentioned by Gu Yuxi, and asked him casually.
"Ta Nan, Ta Nan..."
Sang Lan muttered several words in a low voice, his eyes filled with hope and nostalgia for a moment.
"I didn't expect to hear this name from your mouth, but if it's him, maybe it's not impossible."
In the history of barbarians, Tanan has a strong historical record.
When it became clear that there was no difference between the Tanang that Xu Zhi was asking about and the Tanang of their barbarians, Sang Lan introduced it in a low voice.
"Legend has it that before eternity, our Kingdom of Krolod was once the most powerful kingdom in the world, ruling countless regions. The barbarian god made our ancestors live a happy life."
"But one day, our powerful power was destroyed by magic civilization, the kingdom collapsed, and everyone was demoted as a slave. This made us experience countless dark ages."
"And Tanan appeared one day, like a fire, igniting the anger in the hearts of the barbarians."
"We resisted the tyranny, almost overthrown the Warlock Kingdom Brakada, and finally re-established the Kingdom of Crulod."
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"Tanan, he is the God of War of our barbarians."
"We have prayed countless times, hoping that a great warrior like Tanan will appear in the tribe and can lead us towards hope."
As Sang Lan narrated in a low voice, Xu Zhi began to understand some of Tanan's past, which was somewhat different from what Somra and Sandru had told.
Among the big-eared monsters and even the barbarian groups of other races, Tanan represents glory, status, and strength.
Countless descendants, countless powerful barbarian warriors, no matter how famous they are, can only follow in Tanan's footsteps.
In the history of the barbarians, the name of the war god Tanan is even more memorable than the barbarian god.
"What if Tanan is still alive?" Xu Zhi finally asked.
"Then he will definitely come to save us barbarians," Sang Lan said with a smile.