On one side of the stone canyon is the ancient Bimon, and thirty-five miles away from this place is a stone village.

Xu Zhi saw thousands of big-eared monsters here.

When he entered the place, he happened to come across some big-eared monsters hunting back to the city.

Strips of bloodworms with squeezed juice in their bodies hung on thick hemp ropes, and they were brought back in strings by the big-eared monsters.

It's a staple food for big-eared monsters.

This is quite similar to the situation in South Australia, where Hopping eats vegetation, and South Australians eat Hopping to make up for the loss.

In the ruins, it is the bloodworms that devour all edible substances, creating Gobi and desertification.

But the big-eared monsters feed on the bloodworms.

Xu Zhi has tested bloodworms, if you don't care about the color of the poisonous snake, and can tolerate the sour and bitter taste, this insect can be eaten, and the nutrients are quite rich.

The big-eared monsters are emaciated, but they are reproducing well, and this place can be regarded as at least a large tribe of big-eared monsters.

"Avanti, I'm going over there to kill Beamon again, do you have anything to gain today?"

Seeing the return of the small team of big-eared monsters, a big-eared monster suddenly shouted, his tone was quite expectant, and his eyes scanned Xu Zhi who was wearing clothes behind him from time to time.

"Hahaha, Avatar, let me tell you, that ancient Beamon is gone, and the brave led us to kill the ancient Beamon, roar."

Avanti, the leader of the Big-Eared Monster team, screamed and made a sound similar to Beamon's roar.

The roar made him look extremely powerful, and a group of big-eared monsters trembled when they heard the sound.

"Gone, killed?"

Avatar trembled for a while, urinated a lot, and then came to his senses.

"Yes, it's dead," Avanti confirmed, and he turned to Xu Zhi and said proudly: "Lord Brave, do you see, I am the best warrior in the tribe, and no one is as strong as me." ”

Relying on a roar, with the help of the power of the ancient Beamon, the fox and the tiger Avanti had a good status in the tribe.

Combat power is another matter.

At least Xu Zhi was able to pick out dozens of people from the tribe of big-eared monsters who were stronger than him.

In order to prevent the Yan family from encountering the ancient Beamon, Nabeamon was really beaten to death by him with a stick.

Without the might of this beast, it is difficult to estimate how powerful Avanti's roar will be when the big-eared monsters have adapted to their new environment.

But at least at this time, he is very beautiful.

The big-eared monsters slapped up with a burst of rainbow farts, and when Avanti took out the handful of white hair on the ancient Beamon's head, the tribe of the big-eared monsters suddenly became a sensation.

Xu Zhi also met the prophet he wanted to inquire about at this time.

The Prophet was likewise a big-eared monster.

Compared to the bare-chested, big-eared monsters, the prophet's crotch was wrapped in a rag that had been passed down for an unknown number of years, and he looked much more civilized.

He looked at Xu Zhi's outfit with envy, folded his hands, and saluted him before he opened his mouth.

"Distant Inhuman Brave, welcome to your arrival, please come in."

The eyes of the big-eared monster prophet were extremely clear, like a pool of turquoise water, and when he stared, Xu Zhi felt that this prophet had learned a certain amount of information.

"Please," Xu Zhi said, raising his hand.

The time in this ruin 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 doesn't need to completely probe his mental thoughts into the other person's mind, nor does he need to play dumb riddles and guess what the other party is saying.

This allowed him to enter the ruins and begin to have the ability to communicate freely.

Before his spirit was exhausted, he was not much different from communicating with all things in the elemental realm.

This is an extremely convenient ability.

In the Prophet's Hut, he and the Big-Eared Monster Prophet quickly became acquainted.

He didn't mind confiding some information to the big-eared monster prophet, and the other party didn't hide it.

They are not from the same world, and there is no need for conflicts of interest involved.

"I really envy your world, you can have the sun, the moon, the stars, there are green mountains and green waters, grass and trees," the big-eared monster prophet Sang Lan sighed.

"There are thousands of worlds, the scene is different, you will get used to it after watching it for a long time, and eventually get used to it," Xu Zhi replied.

"That's true."

The two sides were talking casually, and from Sang Lan, Xu Zhi obtained more detailed information than from Ancient Bimon.

Faced with a sudden bloodworm plague, many tribes began to evacuate from their original settlements.

Seek water, seek food, seek a place to live.

Some tribes struggled to adapt and eventually disappeared.

There are also tribes like big-eared monster villages, tenaciously living in remote rocky mountains.

There were also tribes that slowly developed into new small towns.

Like an oasis in the desert, the creatures still live in the ruins of Xinghuang.

But compared to the area occupied by the bloodworms, there are too few habitats for these creatures.

More than 95% of the land in this ruin is invaded and occupied by bloodworms, which continue to reproduce.

This makes it very difficult for outsiders to encounter the normal creatures of these ruins.

Xu Zhi not only asked about the three ruined cities mentioned by Ancient Beamon, namely Krag, Rovana, and Kuba, but also asked about the location of some new settlements.

"Have you ever heard the name Tanan?"

He suddenly remembered the irresistible predicament mentioned by Gu Yuxi, and asked casually.

"Tanan, Tanan......"

Sang Lan muttered a few words in a low voice, and there was hope and nostalgia in her eyes for a while.

"I didn't expect to hear this name from your mouth, but if it were him, maybe it wouldn't be impossible."

In the history of the barbarians, Tanan has a strong historical record.

After it became clear that the Tanan that Xu Zhi asked was no different from the Tanan of their barbarians, Sang Lan introduced in a low voice.

"Legend has it that before Hengyuan, our kingdom of Krulord was once the most powerful kingdom in the world, ruling over countless regions, and the barbarian gods allowed our ancestors to live happily ever after."

"But one day, our mighty power was destroyed by a magical civilization, the kingdom collapsed, and everyone was reduced to slavery, which led us through countless dark ages."

"And Tanan, it was on a certain day that he appeared, like a spark, igniting the anger in the hearts of the savages."

"We rebelled against tyranny, nearly overthrowing the Warlock Kingdom of Bracada, and finally re-establishing the Kingdom of Krulord."

……

"Tanan, he is the god of war of our barbarians."

"We have prayed countless times that there will be a great warrior like Tanan in the tribe who can lead us to hope."

As Sang Lan whispered, Xu Zhi began to learn some of Tanan's past, which was somewhat different from what Somla and Sandru had told.

Among the big-eared monsters, and even the barbarian groups of other races, Tanan represents glory, status, and strength.

Countless juniors, countless powerful barbarian warriors, even if they are famous, they can only follow in the footsteps of Tanan.

In the history of the barbarians, the name of Tanan, the god of war, is even more nostalgic than the god of the barbarians.

"What if Tanan is still alive?" Xu Zhi finally asked.

"Then he will definitely come to save us barbarians," Sang Lan laughed.