Chapter 52: Strange Ruins
Like the world's most flawless magic crystal planed surfaces, they are like the world's most immaculate mirror, reflecting another magical world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThese crystal-clear natural crafts unconsciously reflect the ...... that flood the surroundings and cause them to surge like a tide Beautiful scenery.
It was like being in the middle of a magnificent waterfall that sloped down, constantly splashing, and the roaring aqua blue world instantly occupied the defenseless eyes of everyone present.
A source of light that began to swell out of nowhere suddenly filled this dark but magnificent underground ruins.
It seems to reflect back and forth through countless carefully arranged crystal pillars on the ground. A kind of dream-like grandeur gradually reveals its amazing tip of the iceberg to the travelers of this world. And the complex but single world of light and shadow brings a magnificent spectacle that shocks everyone.
In this silent but noisy world, waves of waves and huge waterfalls make people who have just come here have a moment of trance and confusion, and some people are even staggered by the seemingly turbulent "light flow".
With the frantic rush of the sea and the silent roar of the waterfall, this is a magical fantasy world made up of pale blue halos. Human beings, who had never seen such light, were fascinated by themselves for a while, and suddenly couldn't tell whether this was a beautiful dream or a cruel reality.
Or rather, it should be called a miracle. After all, this is a temple that has long been abandoned by the faithful.
- Dwarven gods, wine lake hall.
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"Everyone, we're going to rest here and go to our new home when the clouds are at their weakest. ”
A hideout only a day's walk from a fallen shelter is not safe. In just a few days, millions of ogres will completely occupy the place under the leadership of the vanguard, and will gradually migrate in a northeasterly direction.
It's not very safe, but at least it's a place to stay for a while.
At least, there is a lot of "goods" here!
Compared to the magnificence that humans had seen when they first entered, the temple now looked more like a shabby underground cavern. The survivors who know that every corner is hard-won except for the shocked trance when they first came in. They didn't even hesitate to rip off everything they could use here.
The crystals that could be found everywhere had long been packed and taken away by the red-eyed people in bundles, and even the pure gold used to decorate the few dwarven statues in the temple that had not yet been destroyed had been warped out one by one and delivered into the hands of Igusi, who had become crude but sturdy weapons.
And the most important of these is the harvest on the stone pillars that support the entire dwarven temple.
...... Food, food that drives the crowd crazy, food that perpetuates the hope of the race, food that makes the old mage smile. - Wine fruits, hundreds or thousands of wine fruits wrapped around stone pillars. This will be one of the biggest takeaways of humanity on this trip. Countless vine-like fruits colluded with each other, tightly surrounding each other around the stone pillar, extending upwards. These ordinary vines, which look no different from ordinary vines, are the most famous food for the dwarves...... of camouflage.
Because no one likes to eat something that smells of alcohol except the dwarves, who are heavy drinkers. So, few people know how this food is really eaten. Thankfully, there's a living dictionary here.
...... The vines are divided into upper, middle and lower layers by the dwarves. The first layer has a corrosive poison that can erode your whole body when you lick it, while the third layer has no nutritional value and is full of disgusting sourness. Pol, who had tried it, said that he couldn't swallow it at all and secretly threw it away.
Only the middle layer is the best part of the whole. It is the supreme delicacy that has been obtained after paying the lives of countless dwarven warriors. (Relatively speaking).
It only takes a few more months of anaerobic respiration and acetic acid precipitation to move the dwarves to tears, and the fruit that all other creatures have tasted is disgusted.
However, it is only necessary to set up a small fire under these unpalatable vines, and let the squeezed alcohol in them quickly come into play. Whether it is the difficulty of peeling or the quality of the taste, there will be some good improvements.
...... This is already the second fool to be poisoned and corrupted his bones because he was eager for quick success when picking the first layer of the wine fruit.
"Just carry him here. ”
No one grieves and grieves for the dead. People only need to run against fate, until they become corpses and bones, and then they will fall in obscurity, like those who have already fallen behind, and will never be lifted up again, becoming the nourishment of the earth and a member of the chaotic demons.
And now, only survival can shake their already exhausted hearts.
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Ker, who had already disarmed the half-demon martial arts, looked at the bones that had just been thrown to the ground by the people who had just collected the wine fruit.
As a professional necromancer, the young man's eyes gradually turned different colors due to the relationship between the horns worn on his body, and he could see it from this soft bone at a glance...... This is the remains of a little girl. Of course, that's clearly not the point. In today's world, even a child has the courage to face a hungry jackal.
However, no child's bones are nearly 20 years old. Even though the Chaos Demon's corrosion has rendered all means of detection unrecognizable, Kerr trusts his own eyes and instincts more. It was a skeleton that had been dead for nearly thirty years, fortunately preserved by the energy emitted by the crystal.
This place was once inhabited.
"Master Mage!"
A few people suddenly rushed over and woke up the old mage who was meditating. Then, with the help of Laws, Proteus slowly walked into the depths of the temple.
"Come and see?" asked the dark-eyed boy.
"Of course. Maybe we can get some more benefits. The purple-eyed boy said with a smile.
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In the depths of the temple, there are many human bones, and it is preliminarily determined that most of them died about thirty years ago. And half of them were poisoned, half of them were starved. However, what is even more surprising is that there are some relatively young materials here.
The old mage gently fiddled with the new living and dead spirits in front of him who were about to fall apart, and listened quietly to them with a few old survivors around him as they recounted the memories they still had in life.
...... This is precisely because of the different ideas of the Vault and several members of the other part of humanity who have chosen to leave. At the beginning of their journey, they also discovered this place as a stopover. But after paying the lives of several illustrious members in front of the vines of the wine fruit, these people who chose to find a new "Elpis" just after the dead winter have chosen to travel lightly again. They kept most of their supplies for the shelter, and left a note for the old mage in a sealed bag. And that note was in the mouth of the necromancer who had just been awakened by Proteus. Obviously, the person who left the note must be very familiar with the old mage's habits.
Beside the old mage, Rouse reached out in understanding and took out a small cowhide bag from the mouth of a necromancer. There really was a yellowed little piece of parchment there. At some point, Kerr, who was standing behind everyone, clearly saw a line of scribbled handwriting.
"Remember, this place is not a good place to stay for long!"