"This is the legendary place of divine warfare, and some people call it the Valley of the End."
"Everyone, please be careful where you step. Can anyone repeat to the teacher what is in our textbook about it?" Standing in front of a deep canyon with a guardrail and a depth of several hundred meters and an inclination of over 60 degrees, a black woman wearing a black robe spoke gently.
ask.
In front of her, there were more than twenty boys and girls aged thirteen or fourteen who were looking around. They were wearing the same magic school uniforms, with three skin colors. A white girl raised her hand.
"Teacher Sara, I know."
"Sika?"
Magic teacher Sarah smiled encouragingly.
Sika said: "593 years ago, Tu Ke, the God of Magic who led our Holy Soul Continent to destroy the monsters, failed to attack the magician's seven-star limit and transformed into an undead undead monster, setting off an undead craze. Until 81 years ago, from Holy Soul
Xia Sheng from the mainland killed the Lord of the Undead, the former God of Law Tuko, and ended our disaster.
This is where the two of them finally fought. Xia Sheng summoned dozens of meteorites from space to attack the Lord of the Undead, which resulted in the formation of this sunken terrain. Because that battle was the battle that announced the destruction of the Undead, the end of the Age of the Undead.
This is what many people call the Valley of the End.”
Sara nodded approvingly: "Sika is right, apprentices, be careful and go down the stairs with the teacher to have a look."
Leading the curious children up the stairs that were later built, Sara continued: "The teacher just said that many people call this the Valley of the End. Did you notice that the teacher used it a lot? Why didn't you say yes?
What about all of them?
Because there are other names here, and some people call it the Valley of Treasures!"
"In the final battle, the Lord of the Undead mobilized an army of tens of millions of undead, but they were all wiped out by Xia Sheng's meteorites. Because of the strong aura of death, this battlefield was sealed for 30 years.
And 50 years ago, a group of magicians like you came to observe this deep valley. One of them was lucky enough to find the leg bone of a black-bone undead, and used it to create a very powerful staff worth
Ten million magic coins!"
Ten million magic coins? A low sound of inhalation sounded among the children. Their eyes were extremely bright. A three-story castle covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters only cost tens of millions of magic coins!
Compared with the legendary war, this topic interests the children more. Sarah, who has led many magic apprentices, laughed: "Later, everyone learned that the kings of the two continents did not clean up the battlefield and deliberately left it.
Here, we have created a treasure place for future generations!
The undead is a strange creature. Before the death of the Lord of the Undead, if the undead summoned by him are killed, they will turn into death energy and dissipate. But after his death, the killed undead can miraculously retain their bodies.
After the death energy dissipates, it becomes the best magic material. This is probably the last wealth left by God Tu Kefa to the Holy Soul Continent!
The wandering undead all over the continent have been wiped out by the strong in the past 81 years. Except for some special trial places, the chance of encountering the undead in the wild is very slim, so here is where you can go in a short time.
The only place to come into contact with the materials of the undead. There are always one or two lucky people among the people who come here to pay homage to the ruins every year!"
After stepping down the last stairs and standing in the deep valley with pits, Sarah looked at the apprentices who were eager to start digging immediately and said: "Don't be impatient, you will have an hour to dig for treasures later, so go here first."
look."
She pointed to the side, where an unnamed tombstone stood, "This is a tomb. Although it is unnamed, based on the conjectures of the Dharma Kings and the power to protect the tombstone, it should be erected by Saint Xia for the Lord of the Dead."
"The tomb of the Lord of the Undead?" A child asked curiously: "Why? Isn't the Lord of the Undead a bad person? Xia Sheng and him are still enemies..."
Sara shook her head: "You are still young, and good and bad cannot be simply determined. To today's Dharma King predecessors and old people, the Lord of the Dead is a bad person, but to the ancestors five hundred and six hundred years ago,
God Tuko, who destroyed the monsters that brought disaster to the continent, is the savior!
No matter what, he deserves to be erected with a monument, Xia Sheng is also the person most qualified to erect a monument for him! Come here and perform magic rituals to Tu Ke and Xia Sheng!"
"Xia Sheng...is he dead too?" A child asked in a low voice.
Sara said: "Since that battle, no one has seen Xia Sheng again. Maybe he was seriously injured and has been recuperating, or maybe only the big shots know the truth. In short, it has never been concluded that Xia Sheng is dead, and the teacher has not
clear."
"Teacher Sara, I heard someone say...you have met Xia Sheng before, is it true?"
Sarah recalled briefly and said: "Yes, I just saw it a few times from a distance. At that time, the teacher was about the same age as you and was just a magic apprentice. Okay, come here and salute."
All the magic apprentices lined up obediently, performed magic rituals, and then looked at Sara expectantly.
Sarah smiled: "Each of you find a place to dig, use magic magic, and be farther away from each other. Teacher hopes you will be lucky enough."
The magic apprentices dispersed in response.
Only Sika, the little white girl who answered her question before, remained here and asked: "Teacher Sarah, I have a question."
Sarah: "What?"
Sika whispered: "Xia Sheng from the Holy Soul Continent helped us kill the Lord of the Undead and help us destroy the undead. Shouldn't the relationship between our two worlds be very good? Why... do they often conflict?"
Sara was startled and said seriously:
"Who did you listen to?"
Sika raised her face and did not answer.
Sarah looked at the little girl she liked very much among the new batch of magic apprentices. After a while, she shook her head and said, "Don't ask anyone else this question. You are still young and don't understand." After a pause, she finally explained,
"It's not that our Holy Soul Continent is in conflict with the Holy Soul Continent, but... the main players in the two worlds are in conflict."
Luckily for the Holy Soul Continent, there is a Wushuang King and a disciple of Xia Sheng mediating in the middle. The actual ruler of the Holy Soul Continent is already a player!
Sara didn't say much in the second half of the sentence. She rubbed Sika's head and said, "This is not something you should worry about. Hurry up and dig for treasures. There is only one hour, and the teacher will not extend it for you alone."
Sika blinked and thought, then responded softly, ran to an unoccupied hole, attached magic power to her hands and pulled up the soil.
The soil is very soft and moistened by the magic of the Earth Dharma King and the Water Dharma King, making it easier for the apprentices to try their luck in this round of treasure digging.
This matter has another name among senior officials: "The Trial of Luck"!
During the years when the undead were raging, there was no time for research, but in the past few decades, some magic scholars suddenly discovered a strange pattern.
Among the strong people born in the past few hundred years, the strongest ones have more or less encountered lucky things and experienced great fortune.
Hayes died at the hands of the Lord of the Dead.
The recorders of history include His Holiness Yolian, His Holiness Kuk, etc., it’s all like this!
The man who picked up the black bone undead leg bone fifty years ago as mentioned in Sarah's introduction is now the peak Dharma King. He is not more than a hundred years old. In the next hundred years, he is likely to become the most powerful person like Hayes and Youlian.
Strong Dharma King!
However, Sara doesn't have high hopes for whether there will be luck among her new batch of apprentices. After all, luck depends on the basics.
Over the past fifty years, millions of magic apprentices have dug here, which can be said to be thousands of meters!
In other aspects, the winners of magic competitions are all powerful magicians. A spell can change the terrain of more than ten meters in radius, and they will be more keenly aware of good things.
Now, let alone these children with only one-star cultivation, a king would be able to dig out something within an hour. The number of remaining undead bones is probably very small!
What was dug out was more likely to be debris, crushed and broken by rounds of meteorites.
She watched quietly.
The children dug hard.
If you don’t have enough concentration and self-control, if you dig one meter without harvesting anything, then dig somewhere else.
There are also ones that start from the beginning and go all the way down.
There were also those who were tired and sat on the ground to rest, but were not tempted by the 'magic wand worth tens of millions'.
Sika had also been digging, but she was a little distracted. Half an hour later, she suddenly felt something hard touching her fingers. It hurt when she touched her fingers, and she couldn't help but let out a slight squeak.
After calming down, she looked down, pulled twice quickly, and whispered: "Wood?"
Why is there wood here?
Puzzled but pleasantly surprised, she continued digging, but at this moment, a force suddenly hit her shoulder, knocking her to the ground.
"Sika, let's switch places."
Looking at the proud boy's face in front of her in a daze, Sika was furious.
"George!"
This guy must have noticed it when he was crying out in pain! Usually in the class, George bullies people because of his strong body, magic attribute, and the strongest metal element among low-star magicians. But he only bullies men.
Apprentice, I didn’t expect that this time it would fall on her.
It must be for the treasure... No!
"George, this is me..." Sika refused to give in, but was stunned when her eyes returned to the pit. Where is the wood? It's gone?!
George also looked at it in surprise, and quickly pulled it twenty centimeters away with his hands, but there was nothing!
He glared at Sika fiercely, "Are you kidding me?! There's nothing to call it, and you look surprised!"
Let me rejoice for nothing!
Sika's determination to fight to the end suddenly receded. After hesitating for a moment, she patted the dirt on her butt and turned around to change places.
How could it be gone?
What I clearly saw was a very long piece of wood with patterns on it.