Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Gravel Wasteland Ruins
Although there are only five members of the adventure party, they have a resounding and blushing name, "Dragon and Beamon Adventure Team". %Www.し Wxs520.coM Leader Tym,It's a beginner-level fighting samurai.。 The other four people, Hagen, Tallinn, Quinn, Hawley, are just ordinary people. They had all served in the army in the Duchy of Darlintan, but after retiring from the army, they had no way to make a living, so they simply followed Tyme to form an adventure team, and went around helping people with odd tasks, such as finding lost cats, etc., to barely fill their stomachs. Life is shabby, still with nothing, wandering around.
The four sloppy guys are not bad-hearted, and their rough and straight personalities are also turned over in the clever conversation of the Baroque.
Adventurers at the lowest level like this, although poor, are not useless. At least they are very survivable and know in what situations to protect themselves. Often, the mighty samurai heroes die quickly, but they escape without any problems. With these five guys all the way, listening to their chats about each other's bragging, Baroque was surprised to find that they had indeed traveled a lot, and those little experience and tips that were not very brilliant, but undoubtedly practical, benefited Baroque very much. Even he felt that he could compile a [Little People Wilderness Survival Encyclopedia], which was comparable to Bei Ye.
Baroque makeup is also a down-and-out adventurer, naturally dressed shabby. After joining Tym's adventure party, they didn't stop and immediately rushed to the Gravel Wasteland. The five guys seem to have spent all their money after entering the tavern in Talva, the capital of Hanseas, to drink, and not even a single copper coin left. It's been a long way. Baroque is ironic to find that the five guys no longer choose to stay in town. Instead, they camped in the wild, hunted some beasts everywhere to deal with them, and had a lot of time to go hungry. So much so that Baroque could not stand it, so he took out a few silver coins, passed by a market town and bought some dry food and bread, so that he would not starve to death before he could reach the gravel wasteland.
"Hey. We haven't had any jobs lately. I don't have any money in my hand, but don't worry, Aragon, when we enter the underground ruins this time and make a fortune, each of us will give you a gold coin to compensate. Hagen said to Baroque under the pseudonym 'Aragon', as if the gravel wasteland had become a bag.
Baroque laughed dryly and casually asked Taim on the side: "Boss Tem, what is going on with the ruins in the Gravel Wasteland, you have been there once." Isn't there anything special about it?"
"That underground ruin is in the desert in the middle of the Gravel Wasteland, close to the crescent oasis of the White Lizards. I was on a caravan to trade with the lizardmen of the desert when I heard a loud bang that night, and the earth trembled. We were in a state of panic all night. When it was dawn, I suddenly found that the lake in the Crescent Oasis had dried up and all the water was gone. At a distance of several hundred meters, a basin with a radius of several miles collapsed, nearly 100 meters deep, into which all the water flowed. In the middle of the basin, a deep, dark cave was revealed. That's the entrance to the underground ruins. "Tame wasn't hiding anything. Said to Baroque.
"How do you know it's an ancient ruin, and what do you find when you go in?"
"Didn't I tell me? The first underground level is a troublesome tunnel, indistinguishable and low, and we need to bend down to enter, and as for Aragon, you big man, you need to crawl. Tym smiled as he looked at Baroque's two-meter-tall body.
"Since you haven't gone deeper, how do you know that there is a second layer of the ruins?"
"At the beginning of an entrance, the leader of the caravan I was in led dozens of his men to get into it first, but unexpectedly, the stone wall above suddenly collapsed, and everyone was buried alive by quicksand, and the passage was finished. But we suspect that there may be another entrance. Everyone explored it for half a month, but they couldn't get out of the labyrinthine tunnel, but a few more people died. Later, more and more adventurers learned the news, so we simply quit, so as not to be used as cannon fodder by those tough and ruthless adventurers. ”
Tym explained to Baroque that he didn't mention why he was still looking for the Chilin Gopher, and went to the Gravel Wastes again............ Baroque also understands that making a fortune has always been the dream of all adventurers, and Tai Mu is no exception, and it is impossible to look at the ruins and avoid them far away.
As if interested, Tim continued to Baroque, "Do you know why we concluded that there was treasure in that ruin? It was as if the entire huge labyrinth of the upper level had been covered with kyanite gold in the past. And on the entrance stone wall that later collapsed, many fresco reliefs were carved. It was painted with columns, scattering dotted lines outward, as if glowing. All the people on the frescoes are prostrate to the columns, just like the ritual we had when we went to the Temple of Light to pray. The leader of the caravan once said that those glowing cylinders are probably made of precious metals, even the most common magic material, kyanite gold, as long as we find such one, the six of us will be haired, and we will no longer have to run around in this life. ”
Tym's face glowed with excitement, and the other four looked longing as the treasure beckoned to them. And Baroque has long had a strange expression like constipation!
Why is it so familiar to the things on this mural? Cylinders, glowing, kneeling on the ground?............ Could it be?
Baroque's heart beat violently, and he suddenly remembered a scroll of animal hides he had seen. It was the handwriting of an old shaman from a thousand years ago, and on one of them, an ancient epic poem was recorded, although it had long been mutilated, but the Baroque remembered it clearly, and there was a mention of a very similar situation to the frescoes of the ruins.
“...... The spirit of the ancestors wandered in the sky, and awe filled our chests, when the hero King Maudun stood under the starry sky, surrounded by a pillar of totems that bloomed with dazzling white light, and all the orcs prostrated here, paying tribute to the great king............" Only this paragraph, everything else is lost. But it's enough for the Baroque to guess a lot!
Could it be...... The royal court of the first warrior under the stars [Maudun]?
The history of orcs has been lost a lot. But the deeds of the orc [Maudun] king cannot be erased. Anyone knows that Maudun is the only king ever known to the orcs. Legend has it that his royal court gathered the treasures of the entire Sauron continent, and even the dragons who liked to collect treasures were willing to bow down. It was only later that with the rebellion of the human race, King Maudun was surrounded and killed by eight divine envoys, and the entire royal court seemed to disappear overnight, and no one saw it again. Some people say that the gods sent down divine punishment. The royal court has been buried under the earth--this sentence does not seem to be groundless!
Baroque struggled to control his emotions. Suppress the violently beating heart. The four wolf brothers and Thunder Eagle Evian complained one after another, only the totem spirit beast Rak attached to his soul sea was indifferent, and the light group of the god Lapon Moore intercepted by the Soul Sea wandered around it, constantly devouring and feeding his own body--Since Rak was attached to Baroque, the four Hebrewonian wolf brothers and Thunder Eagle Evian have become more and more uncomfortable. It was as if the power in Baroque had begun to repel them! This made Morning Star and the others very sad, thinking that Baroque didn't like them anymore, and it was just the mood with Baroque that they didn't talk to in the last few days. As for Evian, he is very self-aware. It's very open. After all, even the Hebrewonian wolf, the emperor of phantom beasts, could not stay in Baroque, and he, an ordinary phantasmagoric beast, already had a capital worth boasting about.
Never more zealous than he was now, Baroque began to urge to hurry up, and he generously took out all five gold coins of his savings. Passing through a market town, I bought five inferior horses. "It's been a few months since Boss Tam left the Gravel Wastes, and no one knows if anyone will enter the second level. For the sake of our treasures, we must arrive as soon as possible. As for the gold coins that cost me, when you find the treasure, you can return it to me. ”
After four or five years of adventure, it's the first time I've ridden a horse! Even if it's a bad horse. It's also enough for Tim and the others to get excited. One by one, they agreed, and the speed of the five people immediately doubled ..................!
After more than ten days, Baroque finally set foot on the sands of the Gravel Wasteland again. He was born and raised here. But he never thought that in the central desert, there were actually buried relics of the royal court that were likely to be the orc King Maoton. Perhaps the ancestor shaman who led his people on the trek to the gravel wasteland also found something from the clues and migrated here with this expectation. The only pity is that they didn't find any ruins underground.
Passing by the cemetery of the people, the desolation of the place was still desolate, and Baroque did not deliberately stop, but recited a prayer shamanic mantra in his heart for his former people. Uncle Bata, Baur, Baqir, Uncle Batu, and the Enlightenment Teacher Norman Shaman...... These names have long since become memories, but they will never be erased.
The gravel wasteland is still a monotonous yellow sand, dry and dry, and there are dangers everywhere. They show the wisdom of little people, they seem to have changed into people, and they are able to avoid countless dangers, whether it is a sand scorpion in a rock corner, or a poisonous sand snake buried in the sand, waiting for an opportunity to attack. There are still so many terrifying that even the giant elephant-like sand lizards have to flee in fear cannot bother them. They know where to find water and where to camp. Know what to eat and what to eat to make diarrhea............!
That is, Baroque is a native of the Gravel Wasteland, and if he were a person from other places, even a powerful Sky Knight, would be exhausted by the harsh environment, but he didn't expect that five ordinary adventurers would also be like a fish in water.
After walking for many more days, I finally came to the heart of the gravel wasteland. The Baroque had dealt with the White Lizards before, but at this point these guys were pitiful enough. Because of the sudden appearance of underground ruins, the desert collapsed into a huge basin with a radius of several miles, and the water in the large lake in the Crescent Oasis leaked and dried up, causing them to lose their shelter. A huge tribe of thousands of people had to scatter in search of other small oases to shelter. But no one cares about the lizardmen, and there are adventurers everywhere, like a lively market. Baroque frowned...... It's impossible for anyone to sneak into the ruins under such circumstances, right? (LWXS520。 COM))>