Dry and comfortable, probably the biggest feature of the stone house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The site of Parthenon is dozens of kilometers away from the city of Zilvaza, and the northwest looks up to the white expanse, where is the source of the Jingjiang River, the Great Ice Field, the perennial ice and snow state, mainly mountains and plateaus.

Except for the snowy field, the rest of the area is surrounded by a jungle transition zone, where vines and shrubs are entwined.

If you want to talk about history, I'm afraid it is thousands of years old. Since the founding of the Pascal Empire, it has been abandoned for an unknown period of time, and the only constant is the sunrise and moon set, and the birds return to their nests.

As they stood outside the stone houses, they looked at the huge stones, unable to imagine how the ancients had hollowed out their interiors to create the shape of the houses, which was too large, especially on the site of Parthenon, a large town, which was not inferior to the modern castle construction technology.

"Princess Erin has been in for a long time, nothing will happen, right?" Eren walked anxiously in place, not taking his eyes off the dimly lit stone house for a moment.

"Do you like Princess Irene...... "Yan Huo leaned over and touched him with his elbow with a wink.

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm worried about the Emperor's safety!" Alan glared at him unkindly, and continued to pace in place from another place.

"My heart is empty!" Yan Huo smiled, and immediately looked at Chang Tian, who was sitting on the stone roof, very puzzled by his behavior, he hadn't spoken to anyone since he came back, and it was very quiet.

The current situation is really bad!

The situation of the two emperors in the absence of treatment is not optimistic.

At this time, it is difficult to find a healing priest, a witch doctor, or a pharmacist. In fact, priests generally refer to the profession of using magic to carry out healing, and there seems to be a difference between pharmacists who use drugs to heal, priests will only treat emergencies, such as dealing with flesh wounds, weakening and delaying the effects of disease and poison, they will not regulate the patient's body, and they are not able to replenish the lost vitality of the human body, etc.

The witch doctor makes a lot of strange potions at every turn, and often stitches up corpses, so he can't even think of finding them in his daily life. Their elongated, uneven silhouettes are always crisscrossing the chaotic battlefield with strange steps, searching for the Achilles' heel of their enemies and inflicting serious damage on them with terrifying magical talents.

Alchemists often tinkered with various materials and would work part-time to make healing potions.

In short, there are many professions in this world that can heal, and more than half are more effective than pastors. It is common for hunters, adventurers, and black guards to have basic skills such as stopping bleeding and detoxifying with both hands.

Anyone who learns magic can learn healing abilities from their unique attributes, for example, light magic has more healing magic, followed by water magic. So now the person who is helping the emperor in the stone house is Princess Irene, and Iyeta is on the side to help.

The empire fell, and the whole country was displaced.

It is even possible that the Imperial army has forgotten their true emperor and thrown himself under Caesar.

Moreover, in this inaccessible site of Parthenon, there is not even a shadow of an animal to be seen, and it is not easy to find a pharmacist who can really take on the role of a physician.

In fact, everyone understands this very well in their hearts, and they are all trying to find a way. The swordsman Cohen once proposed to go to the city to find a well-known potions master to come quietly, but was rejected by Alpha with a serious face, because the current city of Zilvaza is no longer the imperial capital of the past, and it is full of dark creatures on the tour, and the only way to venture out is to be captured.

After several discussions, everyone insisted on seeing each other, and finally broke up unhappily.

Cohen's Cloud Column Team and others tried to infiltrate Zilvaza City to collect information, see how the situation was in the imperial capital, and by the way, see if they could find a pharmacist to come back and solve their urgent needs.

Alpha didn't bother to bother with them, and disappeared from everyone's sight, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Considering that Caesar might send someone to chase him, Augustine was wandering around the Parthenon ruins, looking for some Ancient Inscription Pillars that could be used to stabilize the spatial circle, and then using these things to open a huge spatial barrier around it.

However, this magic project is quite huge, not to mention the consumption of physical strength and magic power, there can be no mistakes in the layout process, once which step is wrong, the previous effort will be wasted in an instant, so this troublesome errand can be said to be thankless for Augustin.

A square stone roof that has been polished with sharp weapons is a place where you can be in a daze for a long time.

Using the strangely shaped trunks of the trees next to him as a stepping board, the fire easily jumped in front of him, stared at him habitually for a while, and then sat down next to him.

"What's the matter? Worried about your father?"

"Can you shut up?"

"No, you obviously care about the safety of the Silver King, why do you pretend to be indifferent?"

"I don't want to talk to you, you can get down. Changtian's face was a little uncomfortable and moved away from him, his arms supporting the ground were a little sore, he shook it a few times and hugged his folded legs, silent and in a daze.

Yan Huo knew that his temper had come up, and he never opened the conversation again. But he didn't roll down, slowly puffed out his cheeks, spat out fist-sized balls of flame in his hand, and juggled sideways, like a juggling clown, he threw five balls of flame very seriously and had a great time, and that skill was wonderful.

Such a simple gesture caught Changtian's attention.

Changtian turned around angrily and spoke seriously and funny: "Can you let me be quiet?"

Yan Huo frowned innocently and shook his head, his hand was still throwing the ball of flame quickly, and his expression seemed to say that I didn't interfere with you, didn't you say that you didn't want to talk?

If you look at each other, you can understand it, probably talking about them!

Changtian interpreted the meaning of the proverbial fire eyes, and suddenly had nothing to say, but his eyes just couldn't move away from the flame ball that was spinning at high speed, after all, this interference was too strong, not to mention the dazzling light, the hot temperature was tumbling in the air, and if you wanted to be quiet, you had to pay the price of being killed by the heat.

Maybe it's because they know each other too well, and many things between them can be self-evident.

"Okay! I'm leaving, but you have to answer me a question!" the proverb fire pinched the spot just before the long sky was about to erupt and dropped the ball of flames, dusting his hands to cool down the temperature.

"Say it!" Chang Tian did well to suppress the outburst and responded lightly.

"What are you doing in the Hell Tempering Level?" said Yan Huo with his chin in his palm and his elbow on his knee, smirking gossiply.

"Be a wooden man!" Changtian thought for a moment and replied briefly, "You can go down!"

"Wooden man, can you be clear? Yan Huo moved his body close to Changtian with curiosity, full of interest.

"Can't!" Changtian clenched his fists and shook in front of him.

"Cut, let's go!" Yan Huo slapped his ass very reluctantly and got up, walked three steps and turned around and jumped off the stone roof.

Speaking of wooden people, Changtian thought about it, and suddenly found the reason why Fang Cai was uncomfortable, and now he looks no different from ordinary people, but he still walks a little uncoordinated, limping slightly, and always feels that his body is not his own.

Didn't that bad old man give me back my body?" This terrible question frightened him into all his troubles, and he hurriedly looked his body up and down.

Changtian never thought that this unprecedented thing would happen to him, and it would also bring it to the reality of a bad situation......