Chapter 124
In the dark night, the mist rising from the forest once again entwined the entire forest sea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Looking at it from afar, he always felt that there seemed to be a distorted face in the void staring at him silently.
Leillard shuddered and flapped his wings far off the shore.
Could it be that the forest is also thoughtful?
Shaking his head and putting that thought aside, Leillard continued to fly towards the Leader.
Now the speed is 100 kilometers per hour, the sky is clear, and there is nothing unusual about the sea level, if you look far away and switch the mode of viewing, you will find that under the faint moon halo, there is a transparent film wrapped in this sea area, very light, hazy, not very real, but Laiard does not dare to touch it with his hands.
Looking thoughtfully, Leillard felt that there was nothing wrong with his guess.
It's just that I don't know how God used the rules he mastered to push this island away from the mainland. This peninsula should be connected to the continental shelf under it, and it is not on the back of the turtle, pat the shell of the turtle, and the turtle will obediently go. Do you want to go to the bottom of the sea hundreds of kilometers away to explore?
The corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't dare to risk casually dying. At the bottom of the sea thousands of meters below, the dragon's body doesn't know if it can withstand the atmospheric pressure of the load, not to mention, those strange creatures hovering at the bottom of the sea must not mind eating themselves.
Lowering his height a little, Lillard moved himself a little further away from the invisible barrier, and the scene below him slowly changed, except for desolation and desolation along the way, and occasionally the foundations of some port cities, and the rest of the place was a tidal flat, and many places were high cliffs and craggy rocks.
The tide of the sea with the autobiographies of the moon and the planets constantly makes the waves crash against the stones, and in some places the loud noises made the isolated goblins wander in groups on the cliffs by the sea, and then there will always be some goblins falling into the sea.
The little body plopped and plopped, and it was submerged and could no longer float.
If Lillard and the others walk on the shore, they will be chased by this group of goblins in a few days.
However, there are also mutant goblins here, and this virus is too transmissible.
Who the hell made it.
Hurrying across the sea, Lillard felt that this flight was much farther than the last time. Is this psychological? Or is the straight-line distance between two points shorter? Nonsense, I was very anxious to find them that time, so I ran to fly above the forest, but at this time, time was not tight, and I looked at the surrounding conditions along the coastline, and I couldn't go back and ask three questions.
Isn't it just that these goblins are in this form? Doesn't it mean that zombies come in all forms, some violent man with a few hands and hundreds of eyes, and those lickers with long tongues and skin peeled off their bodies, or some strange thing.
These goblins always feel quite monotonous when they look at it.
But in this forest, among the tens of millions of goblins, there will always be those strange mutants.
Maybe there will be a dragon???
Putting this idea abandoned, Lillard didn't want to fight his own kind, and anyone could beat him up when he met another dragon.
After nearly ten hours of coastal flight, Leiard finally arrived at the place where he had last landed when the sun had just risen.
There are no human activities, and there is no small fishing village that was numb when it was separated.
Tens of thousands of roaming mutant goblins are scattered throughout the area, and some gnawed white bones can occasionally be found on the ground. Frightened, they flew forward, but all human settlements were occupied by these goblins, with occasional traces of local remnants of battle, the collapse of rough wooden houses, or the black and dilapidated pedestals of the burning. Seven or eight black carbon-like human beings hugging each other could be seen in an unclear shape.
As far as the eye can see, there is no place to defend against the infestation of these goblins.
The human ..... on this peninsula It's not all going to be dead.
The thought popped into Lerald's head.
Continue to fly cautiously. What is certain is that the peripheral part of this so-called waiting leader is basically gone.
The elaborate castle, the ten-meter-high walls, and the defensive barriers built in the city, all stood at the moment the ubiquitous goblins. Occasionally, you can see mutilated limbs in those goblins, human zombies crawling on the ground by instinct, humble, little by little, using stumps to move, hoping to find some edible living bodies.
This is where your own group of people want to log in?
This is the legendary incomparably rich Marquis of Tronas?
I really want to listen to the words of those mothers-in-law, and I am sure that I am not sent to death???
Lillard almost wanted to turn around and go back.
If all the goblins did flood into the area, how could those humans still be alive??
Squinting slightly, Lillard continued to observe in the air, anyway, the human race is almost dead, and he finally came to visit, so he must bring some daily utensils back, the leaves wipe his buttocks, he always feels very dry, and sometimes he bleeds, and women occasionally have menstruation, and they also need a relatively clean cloth. It's actually quite difficult for a man to be in charge, so why can't anyone understand it?
Amusing himself with self-deprecation, Leiard continues to look deep into human territory for possible human life.
If all the human beings are dead, and they are so desperate to create a prayer array, won't it be ****?
In the next few hours, Lillard carefully crossed dozens of kilometers of wheat fields, mines, and all kinds of residual human settlements, packing a lot of various living utensils used by nobles from them, especially iron pots, plates, all kinds of seasonings, clothes and quilts, as well as some magic crystals accidentally found, and then after crossing an uninhabited area thirty kilometers away in a straight line, Lillard finally saw the last gathering place of mankind.
In the middle of the two abundant rivers, there is a very large area of human habitation, because the river water can temporarily block the invasion of goblins, and there is a lot of fertile land around the two rivers that can be cultivated. It is estimated that they also realized the importance of manpower, and the surrounding walls were cleared, and all the people who were still alive, whether they wanted to or not, were all brought here, and outside the original ten-meter-high walls of the city, there were temporary thatched houses everywhere.
On the periphery of the river, soldiers and adventurers, as well as residents who had relocated here, were constantly seen building tall walls, and now a seven-meter-high brick wall has been built in this area of tens of square kilometers. There are also many traces of magical creations.
Skimming over here, circling the area, there are two other similar cities upstream and downstream, smaller in size with about a thousand people, and looking more like a military fortress than a human civilian settlement.
If those goblins don't have a boring spirit of exploration and want to cross the deliberately constructed inanimate area, it is estimated that the humans here will survive for a while.
It's just that I shouldn't have brought those women with bags to here?
It's dangerous no matter how you look at it.
If you don't run into it yourself, you'll end up with an attack dragon-like drama.
Tiptoeing upstream, Lillard threw down his own prayer array, and Lillard set off directly for the return voyage.
I really don't know, half a month later, that city is still there, if not, if you continue to walk here, wouldn't it be a waste of time? ?
Lillard sighed as he thought about the dark prospect of this place, not knowing how to explain it to the women.