The world is big, and the big ones may be beyond your expectations. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen it took Lu Yu half a month to pass through the Tianlong Mountain Range, Lu Yu clearly understood this concept. In half a month, Lu Yu was not idle and had nothing to do. In addition to the practice that he had to do every day, Lu Yu put more time into the world. Although, in Ourudana's library, Lu Yu had already learned a lot of things. However, time keeps ticking. The world is constantly turning, so of course things are constantly changing. Plus, the Terrans were suppressed at one end of the Celestial Dragon Mountains. For the outside world, it is not as clear as imagined.

Outside, the Undead Confederacy occupies most of the territory. On the other side of the world, the natural alliance led by the elves is doing its best to resist the invasion of the undead. Having said that, there is a clear difference in the combat power of the two sides. If it weren't for the undead king's slumber, which caused several of the lords in his hands to escape from the world, then maybe this world would really be occupied by the undead. However, even so, facing the subordinate races of the Nasalik Necropolis, the base of the legendary undead, was enough to fight against several major races that had been severely damaged. It is precisely because of this that the war has been in a stalemate.

In addition to the general situation in the world, Lu Yu mainly learned the news of the Terran forces led by the descendants of the legendary thirteen heroes. It turns out that in this world, there are not only those human races in the Tianlong Mountain Range. Outside of this world, there are still Terrans who are fighting stubbornly. Perhaps, in the face of the world's powerful races. The Terrans have lost their dominance, and despite the dangers of the major races, the Terrans are still in danger. However, the people here have always believed that beyond the leadership of the descendants of the heroes, we will eventually regain the dominance from the great races.

In a dilapidated hotel, the poets who watched from afar kept describing the battles. Looking at the tenacious and unyielding eyes of the people, Lu Yu was moved. Lu Yu was curious, Lu Yu was curious about what kind of person could give so much confidence to his people. In this dilapidated ancient city, in this city full of ancient atmosphere. What's so interesting? Lu Yu was very curious.

Mogura is a city located on the border. The broken walls, the cold wind blowing. The soldiers stood firmly at their posts and kept patrolling. Walking into the city from the city gate, you will see the yellowed streets. Yellowed buildings, wind and sand constantly rising from the streets. Blocking people's view, the streets are full of people coming to play Chongchong, and there is no lively market. There are no lively crowds, just a few stalls occasionally set up on the side of the road.

Finding a place that looked a little more lively, Lu Yu stepped into it. It's different from the people who come and go outside. Here, the helmets that sheltered the wind and sand were removed. Revealing the determined face hidden under the helmet.

"Woo woo woo" a horn sounded, but the people here remained indifferent. This made Lu Yu very puzzled, and for Lu Yu, who had been in the army, Lu Yu understood very clearly. The meaning of this horn sound of three long and two short. If it weren't for the alien invasion, the army wouldn't have sounded this kind of horn at will.

"Boss, is it dangerous?" Hiding in Lu Yu's arms. Relying on the cover of his clothes, the shrunken Morge had already been honestly disobedient. Although, not very used to this body after getting smaller. However, in the past few days, after Lu Yu's training, he has already become Lu Yu's loyal little brother.

The architecture of the tavern is very simple, and the smell of spirits pervades the entire hotel. Looking at the plain faces, Lu Yu suddenly felt that the wine here was too delicious. So the guy here didn't want to leave at all to run for his life. The corners of the mouth twitched slightly. Lu Yu found that he couldn't understand the thoughts of the people here at all.

"Now, the horn sounded. Isn't it the sound of another trumpet attack? Why is there such a loud horn sound, and everyone has no reaction at all. Taking out a few silver coins from his pocket, Lu Yu threw them in front of the proprietress .

"You're a foreigner, aren't you?" glanced at Lu Yu deeply, and the proprietress smiled. For the bold guys, the boss seems to appreciate it very much. If this person is a local tyrant, then the proprietress is even more welcome. There is no way, as the proprietress of this kind of border city, the proprietress always lacks a little sense of security!

"Yes, but what's the matter." Pulling out the chair, Lu Yu sat on the chair. It looks like he's listening.

"Don't worry about this horn sound. Because the border guards will soon be able to destroy the visiting enemy. The proprietress waved her hand, and she couldn't help but feel a smug look on her face. Located in the border city of Mogula, it is a battle-hardened city. It is opposed to the sand lizard clan, opposed to the sand scorpion clan, and in contact with the undead. It can be said that Mogura is a city surrounded by major races. Think about it in another direction, as long as you hold on here. Then it undoubtedly cut off a Terran path. As long as they stick to this place, there is no way for the major races located near Mogura to avoid Mogula. Because of this, Mogula faces some harassing attacks in three days.

The long-term battle has long been accustomed to it. The people who live in this city can fight to some extent. Because if there is no combat power at all. Then it is impossible to live here, and the ruined city can't stop the alien race who want to infiltrate the destruction!

In the middle of a city, even if you're squatting at home. If you're unlucky, you might be attacked. The tough environment affects people's personalities, in order to adapt to this cruel living environment. People are always improving, and blood has long been hidden in people's bones. The dangers of the world and the threat of the environment make the people here always have the determination to die together.

The walls of Mogura were not thick, and it faced attacks from several major races several times. Mogura almost fell, but it was always the people who won the battle until the end. It was never the walls that could be relied on in Moguso, but the people themselves. Moguso was never held by the thickness of the walls. It's people's blood. This is Mogula, a city surrounded by beacon fire.