Long before the arrival of the Athas, the native civilization of Kavana rose eight times and mysteriously disappeared eight times - whether they were destroyed by unimaginable disasters or exterminated by a terrible plague, or whether they had been freed from the shackles of physical mortals and sublimated into some kind of higher being? Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The creators of these ancient civilizations are gone, but their legacy is still everywhere in the Kavana world. The land is dotted with mysterious ancient structures and machinery, landmarks of astonishing size that reflect the splendor of ancient civilizations, and contraptions with magical powers, some of which still roar, but whose owners are long gone.

Floating islands with crystal structures float in the air, vitrified plains stretch as far as the eye can see, huge machinery is bigger than a country, and the climate changes strangely around it - in one day, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The ninth civilization of the Kavana world was still very young, and not long after emerging from the era of obscurantism, the feudal state gradually replaced the old system. They worship the relics of ancient civilizations, but they are ignorant of the mysteries of their operation. The Kavanaghs look similar to the Athas, slightly shorter and thinner, and can still count as human by the standards of the multiverse. But in the eyes of the Atas humans, they are only an inferior race, a humanoid.

When the conquerors of Atas came to this world, the inhabitants of this land were divided into many opposing nations, fighting each other, and had no knowledge of the impending enemy.

The Starch Spencer Druids paralyzed half of the world's countries with a newly invented epidemic. The blasphemer mages unleash their spells and desertify vast swaths of land. Psychic Warlocks use decapitation tactics to raid the world's leaders and replace them with Mind Seed abilities. By the time elven horse archers from the desert tribes, mercenaries from merchant families, former Templars from the city-states, and wealth-seeking adventurers descended from the sky, organized resistance was running out.

The process of conquering this place was swift and smooth, as was the case with countless other worlds during the Great Conquest.

But after that, the Atas found this world really tasteless, and it was a pity to abandon it. It is not rich in minerals, nor is it rich in wealth, and there are not even many Kavana people who can serve as laborers. Not to mention the fact that it is full of dangerous ancient ruins, full of dangers, and unpredictable climate change, making it unsuitable for colonization.

Kavanagh's conqueror, Yavos Pasha, had only been here for ten Atas months before he couldn't wait to conquer the new world. Before taking it away, he wanted to auction off his Pasha title, but the price was too high for anyone to care about, and he was finally bought by an adventurer who was not very famous. This adventurer took a fancy to the rich ancient ruins of Kavanah's world, and thought that he might be able to dig up some ancient artifacts and sell them for money. So he gathered a group of antiquarian hunters to explore the world of Kavana, and then mysteriously disappeared.

From the point of view of the Shari'afa of the Atas, the adventurer was only missing and not dead, so no one could inherit his title of Pasha. Since then, there have been no rulers in this world, only many smugglers, adventurers, and antiquities hunters gather here.

When Simon landed here in a stolen magic ship, it attracted little attention. Strange people visit here every day, and some of the magic ships are so weird that they look like a live nautilus or a flying teacup, compared to the Witch King Malik's warships.

The landing field was similar to a garbage dump, full of dilapidated and various boats, some of which had broken hulls and were randomly plugged up by their owners with planks or tarpaulins. Occasionally, there were new ships, which were guarded by unscrupulous sailors.

As the Psychic Mancer disembarked with Simon, a one-eyed old sailor came over, covered in dirt and dirty, and his clothes were black and greasy, and he wiped his snot and took a sip and said, "One hundred calamity coins for berth." ”

The man was lying, and Muhathir detected it without reading his mind, and his thoughts fluctuated as if he were loudly declaring that he was a liar.

The psychic warlock opened his mouth to warn Simon, but when he saw that the latter didn't say much, he raised his hand and threw out a throwing knife. The rough-looking old sailor was stabbed in the neck, and he fell straight down without saying a word. The red blood is quickly absorbed by the black strange earth. Some of the idlers wandering around the landing site looked curiously, wondering if they wanted to come forward and loot the corpse, or if they had bad intentions toward the newcomers.

"It's an impostor, there's no parking fee here. Simon picked up his throwing knife and explained to the Psychic Warlock. "There are scammers who deliberately impersonate managers and charge like people who don't know how to do it. ”

"Hear you say that, you're a knowledgeable person?" Muhati asked him.

"No one knows this place better than I do!" said Captain Selfish, boasting about how familiar he was with the environment. And how safe it is, where many notorious wanted criminals have been hidden for years without being found.

"I'm not wanted. Sensing that the other person seemed to have a false image of his identity, Muhathir said. "This looks like a junkyard, are you sure this is the right place to ask for news?"

"Incomparably well-informed. Simon assured.

"But it doesn't seem to me that there are a lot of magical ships moored here. Muhathir noted. "And apart from us, no one else took off and landed here for half a day. Is the world really as well-informed as you say?"

"There really aren't many inhabitants of this world. "But there are many people who come and go, adventurers, smugglers, pilgrims who can't afford to pay for expensive tickets, slave traders, antiquarian hunters, mercenaries and fugitives...... It's just that there aren't a lot of people coming to this landing site, and there are seven other major magic ship landing sites in this world. ”

"If you've been to Crystal Plaza in Endpoint City," Captain Smuggler continued. "You should know how busy the routes are here. Where should it be a relic left by the seventh or eighth generation civilization of this world, the huge crystal plain stretched out like a mirror, enough to fill a hundred of the Witch King's most massive warships. And there is almost always more than half occupied. ”

"In that case," Mohathir said. "Then why did you choose to land here, instead of this crystal square you said?"

"Uh," said Simon, pausing for a moment, as if trying to hide something, but at last he didn't dare to hide it in front of the Psychic Warlock. "I've had a bit of a holiday with the gang leaders in Endpoint City...... A little bit of financial trouble, plus some emotional entanglements out of nowhere, and maybe some regrettable bloodshed, it's really nothing. ”

The Psychic Mancer listened to him, took a deep breath, and then turned his head to stare at the Smuggler Captain. "You really want to say goodbye to your head, don't you? ”

"Ah, if a person's head is cut off, he should say goodbye to his body, after all, the mouth grows on the head. But......" supplied Simon Havarian. "But then you won't find a faithful and capable captain to steer you at the helm. ”

"Believe it or not, even if there is no magic ship. I can fly in the astral realm for many years by relying on my psychic abilities alone, and even the gluttonous stars that devour everything can't help me. The Psychic Warlock threatened.

"That's? But I know what you mean. The smuggler captain continued to plead. "But the reason why I chose to land here wasn't all for my own reasons. Endpoint is the largest settlement in the world, and although there is lawlessness there, there is no secret agent from the Witch King. They came and went in a hurry, and no one knew what they were doing. It's remote, but it's much safer. ”

Muhati thought about it for a moment before dismissing the idea of punishing Simon. This statement is barely acceptable. Find me a safe spot now and then I'll start looking for news. ”

The captain of the smuggler, like Meng Dahe, breathed a long sigh of relief and immediately agreed. He then instructed his sailors to take turns guarding the magic ship, and they seemed to obey Simon's command, though unruly.

The sailors stayed on the magic ship for a long time, during which they encountered the Witch King's men, and escaped death, and as soon as they landed, they were sure to have fun and be busy. In order to prevent these people from leaking their whereabouts in the shisha pipe, Muhathir simply gave them a collective deep hint, so that they could not say what they wanted to say.

It's not hard for a great psychic to show depth suggestion to so many people at once, but it's hard to do it in an instant and without being noticeable like Muhadi.

Simon didn't brag, he was really familiar with the area. Psychic warlocks navigate between magic ships, large and small, old and new. Among these vehicles parked here, the largest is like a small mountain, and in the shadow cast by it is actually a bazaar of considerable scale, selling all kinds of spaceship parts and ancient relics collected in this world. The smallest magic ships were connected from end to end, and a hundred of them were not as big as the shadows of the big ships.

Along the way, Muhadi saw a wide variety of ethnicities. In addition to the Atass, there are also the inhabitants of the astral plane and the outer planes, Asmo from the Unrestrained Wilderness and Tieflin with blood from the lower planes, as well as unnamed non-human beings from some distant half-plane. Of course, the largest number are the natives of the Kavana world and the humans of the main material plane.

Some noticed Simon and Muhati and pestered them to sell all sorts of strange goods, while others tried to recommend places to stay and have fun. There are even people who want to take a ride on a hitchhiker, and their reasons are varied, some say that they have come to this world to adventure, but not only do they not get rich, but they can't even afford a ticket home. Some said that they were pilgrims and wanted to go to the Holy Star Attas, so they took a boat all the way here. Others say that they were also sailors, but their ship was wrecked by local gangsters, and now they just want to find a job on a magical ship, and they can go anywhere.

Simon ignored them, but Muhati gave some of them a few gold coins. "I can't take you anywhere else, it's not safe to be with me. The Psychic said to them. "But the money can help you. ”

"Don't take their word for it. Simon was a little anxious when he saw Muhati casually giving the money to others. "Most of these people's excuses are made up. You gave them the money, and maybe they're going to have a bottle or two somewhere. ”

"If they have the ability to trick my psychic abilities, then it's nothing to reward them with a few gold coins. Muhadi said that the smuggler captain only shrugged when he heard this.

After walking for a while, and almost as they were about to leave the landing field, several Atas men dressed in white robes and masked faces approached. They don't look like businessmen who sell things, and they don't look like they're asking for something. Psychic warlocks could clearly sense from the fluctuations in their minds that these people were not good.

They have a strange smell on them, as if they were dyed with strange colors in Muhadi's synaesthesia. Generally speaking, only mages are like this, as they often carry a variety of spellcasting materials, many of which are rare spices.

Blasphemer mages, psychic warlocks realize that they carry all sorts of protective magic items on them. In the past, powerful magic items and all-metal armor were relatively rare in Atas, and they were already ubiquitous after the Great Conquest.

Simon was taken aback, he glanced at it quickly, and found that he had no way to hide, so he had to confess to the psychic mancer: "They seem to be the gangsters of Endpoint City...... I really don't know how they found here, I swear I've been careful. ”

"And you've once again embroiled me in your own," said the Psychic Warlock, "and I'll ...... when this time it's settled."

The blasphemer mages seemed to be worried about the two of them escaping, and the instant portal spell came directly to the latter. There are two people on the left and right.

The strength of these people is good, Muhathir judged, but it is far from enough to stop himself.

"Dear guests. The blasphemer mage at the head didn't even glance at the smuggler captain, and saluted respectfully to Muhadi, asking in a respectful tone. "Our host invites you to be your guest. (To be continued.) )