The juice is in the middle sheep, and the time when the yang rice shines is the time when the world is yellow and flawed.

A group of people trudged with difficulty, and it could be seen that in only a week, there were more than a dozen of the three hundred people.

"I can't go any further, everyone is already tired. "A middle-aged mage thought that he was the supreme leader of this team, leading the failed family migration, and this man's name was Haboba. A fifth-level mage.

Haboba sat in the carriage in a bit of a daze. The people around him were all staggering.

In the distance, there was a hill, and the convoy was moving slowly on the hill, almost reaching the top.

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar in front.

"What's the matter?" called Haboba sternly. Suddenly, the commotion subsided.

On the long road, if it weren't for the existence of him, a fifth-level mage, this team would have been silently swallowed up by the dense fog.

"Lord Haboba, look ahead, ahead!"

"What's so surprising. Haboba said dissatisfied. Jumping out of the carriage, he walked slowly forward until he had climbed over a rock. The scenery in the distance suddenly reflected his visual nerves, and for a moment, he was also stunned.

Beneath the hills is a plain, which is perfect for opening, but not surprising.

Near the plains are meadows, shrubs, and forests in the distance. It wasn't something that surprised him.

A splendid palace, clearly visible under the hills, with patches of connected buildings, and towers, the dome of the palace, in the bright sun. Shimmering with brilliance.

Cutting the piece, Haboba looked at the palace and exhaled a deep breath.

"Lord Haboba, this seems to be the city?"

"No, how is it possible, how is it that the city has no walls?"

"But what is such a magnificent palace, not a city?"

Hearing the argument, Haboba took a deep breath and shouted, "Shut up!"

Suddenly, all the arguments died down.

After a glance, Haboba shouted, "Stop, camp!"

"Lord Haboba, are you on the hills?"

"Set up camp here!" Haboba commanded.

If you want to camp in this world, you can't do it without special preparations, who knows what monsters exist in the thick fog? The process of camping thousands of times has been extremely proficient, and under the command of Haboba, there is suddenly a busy camping scene.

First, the car wrapped in iron sheets circled around. There were splints between the gaps, and all the horses rushed into the camp. Although it was now noon, several fires were lit as usual.

The fire is mainly roasting the ground, and in this world, if you don't use the fire for more than half an hour, you can rest, even if you put a blanket, unknown insects will crawl on your body and lay eggs in the human body.

Half an hour later, most of the fire was extinguished, and there was not much danger left on the burned land.

A simple stable, set up for the hard-working horses to rest.

On the fire that was preserved, there was a shelf! Water was boiled, and the water was carried on the cart, and the iron pots and pottery were put on it.

Habobat watched. In this team, half are farmers, and half are the children brought out by themselves. Not only their own family, but also the children of other families.

The destruction of the city, so far, only these few people remain.

The team looks quite down, even if it was once a noble. The dirty clothes were also covered with mud and filth.

However, even if you are tired, even if you are hungry and cold. They have the same eyes as ordinary farmers

Other.

They have martial arts, they have knowledge. There's even magic, "Of course, there's magic, no." There is no divine art, and with the destruction of the city, the god Dukran will also perish, besides. It is already far out of the area, and even if the god Duke is not destroyed, it will be difficult for the divine magic to be transmitted here.

The taste of cereal porridge is quickly transmitted. Strictly speaking, it tasted okay, but Haboba wrinkled his nose and was disgusted by the taste of cereal, and he couldn't help but think of the aroma of roast chicken, and then sighed.

"Johnson, come out with me, let's go and see, what the hell is there?" Haboba said ordered, not ready to eat.

"Yes, Lord Haboba!" a warrior replied.

The two turned over and guided, attracting a lot of attention.

The two rode towards the palace below.

"What a grandeur, Lord Haboba!" finally approached. Outside the palace persuaded Mi to stop. Johnson is a silent warrior though. I can't help but say.

In front of him, the palace building, which had been half collapsed, was now mostly restored, driven by the constantly busy golem.

The sun shines down, and the palace comes into view.

The majestic and tall main hall, with its white marble shining in the light, is due to the absence of walls. You can see countless corridors, beautifully carved classical and full of artistic beauty, this magnificent beauty can make people involuntarily take their breath away and shock the soul.

Haboba's eyes narrowed slightly, this was simply the palace of the gods.

Turning around, the eyes are bright, and a vast expanse appears in the eyes.

At this glance, Haboba was shocked.

The terrifying creature lay silently in the square, a pair of wings tightly wrapped around its body, and it had blue scales on its body, but there seemed to be some places where it was fresh.

It was actually instantaneous, and when the horses saw the monster, they immediately neighed.

"Nope. Don't scream!" The two of them were frightened.

However, this sound had already awakened the sea thorn dragon, and it waged its tail, smashed its mouth, and after a week of recuperation, all its injuries were basically healed.

Originally, the sea spiny dragon lived in the ocean. But since the adoption of the pact with the Great Mother Goddess. When the divinity is condensed, it doesn't matter to the environment.

Sensing the invasion of outsiders, the sea thorn dragon raised its head and pointed directly at Haboba, its narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

Suddenly, Haboba felt that it was dark in front of him, and that the horse had already weakened and fell to the ground, and he was frightened to death.

The sea thorn dragon looked at Haboba and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Mortal, what are the intentions of the humble you to appear in front of the great Ernaux?.

"Could it be that you, who are too young, also want to play tricks on the palace of the great master? Eat you up to make amends for your sins."

Hungry, the sea thorn dragon directly buttoned the two mortals in front of him with blasphemous hats. Flap the wings and feel that the wings have grown. Just go forward and taste the flesh and blood of humans.

Great Ernaux, read God,"

Haboba thought like lightning, looking at the terrifying monster in front of him. As he got closer, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Great Ernaux." You can't eat me!"

"Oh, lowly mortal, why?" said the sea thorn dragon Ernaux, half-narrowing his eyes.

"Great Lord Ernaux, I am also a servant of the Great Master!" said Haboba, frightened, and as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw the carvings in the square, and hurried to the statue. Crying and shouting, "Great master, your servant, has come as you commanded." ”

This statue, since it is erected in the palace square, must be the owner here, listen to the tone of this monster, this is still one, God!

Ernaux, the sea thorn dragon, stared widely. A low voice came from deep in its throat, and it stretched out its front paws, a little confused, "You are the servants of Lord Rimon?"

It was said before that it read God, and of course it was not Romón. Refers to the Yuan ** God.

But the name of the statue, it already knows.

This insignificant mortal was destined to inherit the palace, and although it was humble, before the contract was dissolved, it had to call Romon "Lord Lord." ”

It's just that it's only been a few days before this humble human being has a servant.

According to the contract, then you can't hurt the two humans in front of you.

Ernaux, the sea thorny dragon, had to withdraw his claws. He said haughtily, "Humble mortals, you are lucky!"

Since you can't eat it, find it yourself. Ernaux, the sea thorn dragon, no longer paid attention to the two mortals, and it flew, satisfied, surrounded by beasts and food!

When the sea thorn dragon Ernaux flew away, the two of them woke up in a cold sweat.

"Lord Haboba, let's retreat!" said the Johnson warrior, who had been oppressed by Long Wei and couldn't even speak, "It's too dangerous. ”

"Dangerous?" Haboba got up from the ground. He looked around, and suddenly, laughed maniacally.

This scared Johnson was in a cold sweat again, if that monster came back, or another monster came out of it, such a loud sound, would there be no bones!

"This world, indeed, is dangerous, the fog is full of all kinds of beasts and monsters, darkness permeates every land, and vampires and undead life run rampant. ”

"Only by building villages and towns can we get a respite. ”

"But a place of respite, built from the first. There will be all kinds of challenges, both internal and external. Dark. ”

"But is there a safer place now?" Haboba suddenly laughed maniacally again.

"This palace, at a glance, you know that it is not ordinary. And this divine weapon called Luo Meng actually owns this palace, and also has such a terrible monster as a vassal" If I'm not mistaken. This is a member of the dragon family!"

"Such a powerful god must be far more powerful than the god Dukelen, and the most wonderful thing is that it has no followers. Hahahaha".

"As you saw just now, when I confessed to being a believer in the god Lomon, the dragon did not dare to touch us, so we could all move here. Build our village, our town, our city near this palace!"

"It is wonderful that after destruction, after a difficult wandering, we have come across a God-given opportunity." There was another burst of crazy laughter, and after this laughter, Haboba calmed down: "Johnson, let's go back, Lixuan ordered the team to move here, I want to tell you, the land given by God is here."