Chapter 39: The Buried Nation

Although he walked through here, it was Izawa who guided the way at that time, and I don't know if he had any way not to get lost here, but when Chunxiao came in, he found that the compass was useless here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Get lost? What to do?

Even if you walk on the road in the desert area, you can't leave an impression, there is sand everywhere, and when sandstorms blow, you can bury people, and any traces will be blown away.

Wanting to go back and bypass here, Chunxiao found that he couldn't even find his way back.

The endless yellow sand is like endless gold, golden and dazzling, there are no clouds in the sky, and there are a few lonely dead trees in the desert in the distance.

A gust of sand wind blew, and wavy stripes were drawn on the sand, adding a bit of mystery.

Chunxiao secretly moved around his body, and found that this exercise could reduce his sense of fatigue and weakness, as if he could open the valley, this discovery was like a new world, and immediately dispelled Chunxiao's sense of loss when he was lost, and immediately became energetic again.

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Noxus Barracks.

Darius sat on the general's seat, looking at the communications soldiers below, with no expression on his grim face.

"You mean that the man who helped us is on Demacia's side again today?"

The communications soldier knelt down and didn't dare to wipe the beads of sweat on his face, and when he heard the general's question, he quickly replied, "Yes, general." ”

"Go down." When the messengers were gone, and there was no one else in the tent, a man came out from behind the tent.

The man was half-scarfed, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and the most interesting thing was that there was a huge crow standing on his shoulder.

"Svein, what do you think is going on?"

It turned out to be Darius's staff, named Svein.

I saw Svein holding the crow into his arms and said unhurriedly: "This matter is nothing more than such a situation, first, this mysterious person does not belong to the camp of either side of our side, and second, this person wants to maximize the benefits, he doesn't want us to stop fighting, he wants us to have a balance point on both sides, and the losses between each other can be maximized, so that he can absorb more blood." ”

"Bang" Darius applauded twice: "Your analysis is very good, but since he has the ability to come and go freely between the two armies, wouldn't it be more convenient for him to slaughter the village?" ”

It seems that he had long thought that Darius would have this question, Svein smiled and continued to explain: "Although the slaughter of the village can also achieve his goal, it is too clumsy, the village is mostly men, women and children, naturally it is not as good as the blood quality of the soldiers, and secondly, the slaughter of the village attracts too much hatred, it is easy to cause a strong thorough investigation by the local forces, in case a master is to be introduced, it is difficult to say whether he can go away?" Where the two armies are fighting, the scene is chaotic, and everyone feels that the person on the opposite side will weaken the hatred value brought to him by the death of the soldiers, anyway, the two armies will kill a lot of soldiers in the battle, and no matter which side they help, the other side will not blame him, which will make people confused about his movements. ”

"Sure enough, it's a good plan! Can Brother Vine guess where this person is from? The more he listened, the more interesting it became, and Darius became very curious about the man's origins.

"I think the only people who have such a thirst for blood may be the ancient Darkspawn Sword Demon clan." Svein thought for a long time and came up with an answer.

"Darkspawn Sword Demon?" Darius looked puzzled, obviously he hadn't heard of it.

"This is an incomparably bloodthirsty ancient race, which caused a bloody storm in the Valoran continent countless years ago, and then disappeared after being jointly attacked by major forces, I didn't expect them to have descendants in this world." Svein had a worried look on his face, it was clear that he knew about that part of the history and knew how terrible this race was.

Seeing Svein's worried expression, Darius stepped forward and patted his shoulder to comfort him, saying, "If he dares to come again, I promise he won't be able to leave." The confidence and unquestionable tone of the words are on full display.

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After walking in the desert for a few days, although Chunxiao felt that his physical condition was okay, but after a few days of baptism of sand and dust, Chunxiao's current appearance was really earthy, his face was full of dust, and the dust on his clothes was full of wanderers.

It is said that there are desert travelers, but Chunxiao has really never seen it, not even the shadow of a creature, let alone an oasis.

Turning over one sand dune after another, and the endless desert still came into view, Chunxiao didn't feel a little discouraged, now he was sure that this was not on the same path as the route he took last time.

Even after such a long journey, Chunxiao still felt a little tired, and finally sat down without wanting to persevere.

It doesn't matter, but it's not soft sand under this ass, it's something hard, hard like a slate.

Turning over, Chunxiao pulled the sand on the ground, revealing the slate hidden in the sand.

The more you pull it, the larger the area is exposed, and it looks like the entrance to a mausoleum, surrounded by exquisite carved patterns, even after a long period of erosion, the exquisite patterns can still tell others how rich the owner of the mausoleum was.

"I didn't expect to meet the oasis, but I met a coffin, is this for me to rob the tomb?" laughed at himself, out of curiosity, Chunxiao wanted to open the entrance of the mausoleum, but with all his might, the stone gate just didn't move.

"Then I'm sorry." Silently reciting a sentence of offense, Chunxiao ran the Demon Attraction Heavenly Skill, and the black demonic qi came out of the body, and a strong force filled the whole body, breaking through the stone door at once, and a swarthy hole was exposed.

Looking at the dark and deep entrance, Chunxiao always felt that there was some danger inside, but the curiosity always wanted him to go in and find out, after all, the last trip to Shurima did not experience this, but they all made a windfall.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of wolves and tigers, and in the end it's just a Mickey Mouse, and I'm in." Chunxiao took out the night pearl given by Tuqi at the beginning, armed his whole body with magic skills, and finally did not forget to put on Hex's wings, and slowly stepped into this mausoleum.

Although the entrance to the mausoleum was narrow and long, when Chunxiao passed through this section, he found that this underground mausoleum was really big, no worse than the original Shurima underground palace, and the most important thing was that this was a mausoleum and that was a palace.

After the passage is the first room of the mausoleum, but there is no coffin in the room, and there is no candle, the dark and silent mausoleum is particularly infiltrating, a figure in the distance is looming, looking at Chunxiao's heart is numb, the magic power gathers in the palm, and suddenly splits out with a palm, and the strong palm wind scatters and separates the shadow, and the sound of metal falling to the ground is a sound.

"It turned out to be just an armored soldier guarding the mausoleum, which scared me." Chunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that she was too careful and shouldn't be so superstitious.

But can the world be explained by science?