The misfortune in the town of Inka originated half a day ago. Wild Sand Literature Network

A man in a black robe came to this town.

The other party's breath was cold and terrifying, as if he was a dead man, and the usually arrogant captain of the town guard only scolded a few times, and then didn't care about the other party.

The black-robed man had just walked around the town, at least in Dehua's eyes, and it was convenient to go.

Half an hour later, some people began to feel dizzy, others were chilling, and the town's church was crowded with people who had gone to pray for healing.

The priest who preached the God of Light for the protection of the world every day did not live, but lay in the side room of the church and hummed.

After hours, no one made a single sound of difference, all of them were still alive and all of them were dead.

All that was left was mechanical action that was extremely numb, and there was not even a single cry of pain.

"Why didn't this man turn into a zombie?" The king of kings said.

They didn't understand a word of the language spoken by the other party, so Xu Zhizai listened patiently, and from time to time he pointed his finger at the other party's head.

"There are always fish that slip through the net, so they have escaped this disaster," Gu Yuxi replied.

Now that the general location has been determined, all that remains is to find a few suitable mounts before leaving the town's confines.

What kind of battle is there in the ruins world, this is not what everyone cares about, only two days, they can't be the savior, and it is difficult to solve the problem, and getting the best interests is the biggest goal of everyone.

As long as you don't run into the black-robed man, or Catelyn and Sandru in prison, there's no problem.

The three of them talked for a while, and then piled up the zombies at the gate of the town, and the ones who climbed faster were directly cut off by everyone.

"Let's go, this person is herding sheep nearby, and the black-robed man escaped outside when he entered the town, but when he returned to the town, he was surrounded by zombies and jumped into the water to escape the disaster."

With a native Aboriginal presence, finding mounts is not difficult.

Dehua followed Xu Zhi and the others with a frenzied face, like some extreme religious believers.

"What did you tell him?"

"Just ask, he probably thinks we're the archpriest from the city."

Xu Zhi looked at Dehua, the indigenous people of this relic have a limited range of activities, and have been herding sheep in the town of Inka all their lives, and have never been to the city.

In his opinion, people who can wear new clothes are big shots.

And the only people who have the power to kill these townspeople who have become human and ghostly are the high priests and guards of the city.

Seeing Xu Zhi's third wave of holy singing techniques unleashed, Dehua was already prostrate on the ground.

The corpses of hundreds of zombies surrounded the gates of this town, and the slow-moving zombies inside could no longer get out.

For Dehua, this is divine art, and only a high priest who knows how to do it can destroy so many evils.

A sense of frenzied conviction rose in an instant.

In addition to answering all questions to Xu Zhi, he also thanked the God of Light no less than twenty times.

Knowing the requirements of Xu Zhi and others for horses, Dehua was very happy to introduce every mount in Inka Town.

The stables of the town of Inca were small, less than ten horses, and they were the common mounts of the tax collectors and the messengers, all yellow horses.

Xu Zhi looked at it for a while, but he couldn't distinguish the difference between the yellow horses with a bunch of messy names such as 'Casima', 'Ainma', and 'Doroma'.

"Drive your sheep to the country."

If I guessed correctly, the city of Adini had become a war city, and those of conscription age such as Dehua would be arrested for military service as long as they were close to the city.

There are more than ten people in the village, and the scale of dozens of people may not be of interest to the black-robed people.

There were not a few dead people left in the town of Inka, and it was obviously impossible to send any more people to the villages to recruit soldiers.

Compared to other places, the village is safer.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for guiding the way, and the God of Light bless you."

In addition to more than a dozen sheep, this shepherd didn't have anything to worry about, and when Xu Zhi and the others rode away, Dehua was still waving his hand in place.

Over the course of the year, the situation inside the ruins has apparently changed unexpectedly.

There is a high probability that the conscription of Adini City is not aimed at them.

"Xu Zhi, your way of communicating by fingers is so good, can we learn it?"

"Yes" Xu Zhi nodded before he said: "There is no special situation, you have been affected by the Star Axis or the Psychedelic Tower a total of about thirty times, and you can learn from me." ”

A voice of regret came, and the high requirements for learning obviously made everyone a little desperate.

After thinking about it, Xu Zhi said again: "This is not a good ability, the risk of spiritual communication is extremely great, only those who are weaker than you, or those who have no malicious intent, dare to communicate, if you meet someone with strong mental power, along the source of the spirit, the head has a chance to become an idiot." ”

"So, I think the secret art is much safer."

"It's impossible for the Mystic Transmission to communicate with these remnants."

An ability with advantages and disadvantages, every year or several years, it is possible to use it in the days when entering the ruins, and after thinking about it for a while, Xu Zhi's spiritual communication method seems to be a little chicken.

The prison is obviously going to be investigated, and if Yan Jinbai lands nearby, it is obviously possible.

Everyone has more or less met with Sandru, only Yan Jinbai is a pure newcomer, the first time to enter, maybe Sandru will draw newcomers to communicate, let go of these more or less unpleasant communication objects.

Choose the direction of travel near the star axis near the knight's collar.

"Xu Zhi, why are these horses so obedient without rings."

"Because they've been tamed."

Shang Qianqiu, who was holding the Ring of Etiquette, was obviously depressed, and every time he wanted to show his might, he didn't give him a chance every time.

Now that there are mounts, there are more, and everyone has a spare horse, and the role of the ceremonial ring is like Xu Zhi's spiritual communication method, chicken ribs.

After several hours of running, the scene gradually became familiar, and everyone was obviously impressed by the terrain near the knight's territory.

Whether it was Xu Zhi, who made a big fuss in the knight's field, or the three people who were tossed by Sandru in the follow-up, and were constantly chased and killed by Caitlin.

have left footprints in this territory.

In the distance, you can still see the little gray castle.

There was an empty area near the castle, and there were no guards on the city walls.

Xu Zhi couldn't figure out if these people were sent to Adini City, or if there was an accident like the town of Inca.

With a slight glance, he slapped Casima on the thighs and ran in the direction of the prison.

The prison guarded by the knights is not far away, but I haven't seen it for two years, and the prison has become completely unfamiliar.

The grayish-white of the Cursed Lands faded noticeably, taking on a hint of earthy yellow.

A few dogtail grasses shook their heads on the ground, as if celebrating the new life of the ground.

Large chunks of stone fell from the prison and were piled up underneath in a mess, the barricaded iron gates were in tatters, and the wind blew with a 'creaking' sound.

"You blew up all the prisons in the last war?" Xu Zhiqi said.

"No, where are we willing to blow up buildings with blasters."

This scene was also different from Gu Yuxi's impression, and the four of them sighed in their hearts, and quickly entered the prison with Xu Zhi.

The gems that held the lightning cage turned like pebbles, scattered on the ground messily, without any luster, and turned into rubble with just a light step.

The barricaded prison door was violently propped open with a large hole.

In the prison, there is no shadow of a sit-in black robe.

"Sandru is out."