Early the next morning, the adventurers in gear set out south along the abandoned ancient road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The deserted roads were overgrown with weeds, and as far as the eye could see, there were only patches of lush oak bushes, and the group was getting farther and farther away from Oak Town as they climbed over the rocky highlands and through several long-abandoned farmlands.

The rough road was not easy to follow, and the team had to stop for a short rest after more than four hours, and Todak's thick scale armor slowed him down as he hurried.

Forcing oneself to rush will reduce one's state, both physical strength and reflexes, and a mature adventurer will not put himself in danger for the sake of a little unnecessary time.

Due to the harassment of goblins and the legend of the monster that kills people at night, the road here has been completely abandoned, but there are still places for other life in the natural ecosystem. The lush woods and the small river that flows down from the nearby mountains attract many ferocious beasts to inhabit and hunt here.

The oak forest thinned out further and further towards the ruins, and at the end of the barren meadow that connected to the mountains, there were only a dozen or so withered and twisted trees, as if they had barely grown out of the river and had not enough groundwater, and were close to withering.

Shirley came back after doing some inspection on the ground near the rest site and announced, "There are black bears nearby, but judging by the depth of the footprints and the degree of overwhelming weeds, this was two days ago. ”

"If it dares to come, I dare to eat it. Todak took off his horned helmet and sat on the ground panting with his heavy axe on his axe, but still full of breath.

"Love animals, don't eat indiscriminately!" said Shirley, expressing her dissatisfaction with her companions from the perspective of her profession.

The profession of Ranger was handed down from the time when elves and humans were mixed, and the condition for becoming a Ranger was to have sufficient knowledge, at least about forests and beasts. This makes them the most powerful hunters, they believe in nature and don't kill indiscriminately.

Besco put his hand on his forehead to block the midday sun. He looked in the direction he was going for a while, licked his lips that were a little dry, and turned his head and asked, "How far have we come, and how long will it take?"

Shirley calculated, spread her wings and flew dozens of meters, stopping when she reached a certain limit. Descend slowly.

"It's almost there, I've climbed about thirty meters to see the obvious rift, and there's still about six or seven kilometers of path, take a break, and walk for another hour to get there. Shirley said to two humans and a dwarf.

Kirito slid the index finger of his right hand up and down, and a system interface that only he could see floated in front of him, and glanced at the number in the upper right corner, which was the current time, eleven o'clock.

Shirley's words lifted both Besco and Todak up a little. After a brief bite of bread and water, we rested for half an hour and continued our journey.

The weeds that reach the waist cause a lot of disturbance to the vision of people walking here, and the mosquitoes hiding in the grass are also quite annoying, fortunately Shirley expected this situation, and lit a handful of herbs that she cut casually, but the smell was not strong but made the annoying little ones scream and run away.

"Well done!" Todak exclaimed.

"Little trick hee-hee. ”

Shirley kept sprinkling the burnt vanilla on the ground, and the residual smell also prevented the mosquitoes from following behind them and gathering more and more.

When she was done, Shirley looked up. "Alright, it's the place. ”

Hear Shirley's words. Several people stopped.

Through the gaps in the weeds, you can faintly see a narrow canyon on the west side of the ancient road, and many broken stone pillars stand nearby.

Pushing aside the weeds and approaching, the environment around the rift was exposed to the eyes of the four adventurers.

The rift stretches for miles to the left and right, and Shirley, who has excellent eyesight, can barely see the end. The width of the rift on both sides is about 30 feet, and when you look down from the edge, you can't see the bottom.

Most of the stone pillars near the rift slanted into the earth, and some even fell into the deep ravine. Two of the pillars stand on the edge of the rift, and there are the same gravel pillars on the opposite side of the rift.

Many of the pillars were carved with dwarven script, and Todak approached one of the somewhat well-preserved pillars and read the contents slowly.

"Bearded, what's written on it?" Besco asked.

"Ashadron ......," Todak could barely decipher a part of the native script, which had been blurred by the wind and rain, "this was once a meeting place for the dragon worshippers, and 'Ashadron' was the name of the dragon. ”

"Is the Dragon Cult as rich as a dragon?" Shirley interjected with some excitement.

"No, no, little girl, the great Mother Earth, Emilyida, is solemn and loving, but we dwarves can only wield hammers. Todak said.

Kirito crouched on the ground, flicked near a stone pillar, picked up a charred piece of firewood, looked up and asked, "What is this?"

Besco hurriedly walked over, took a look at the charred wood, and broke a small piece and rubbed it vigorously.

The experienced wanderer quickly recognized what it was, and came up with more information: "This is left after the bonfire was extinguished before it was finished, and judging by the hardness and humidity of this charcoal, it must have been a month ago." ”

A month ago, at this point in time......

"Well, it must have been left behind by the brother and sister Tarragon Herclari and the other two adventurers. Besco said.

"How to go down. Todak asked.

Besco looked at the armor on Todak's body, and was a little worried: "I think you can pack your scale armor and big shield and fold it on your back, otherwise it won't be easy to wait." ”

He was a little worried about whether the rope would be able to withstand the weight of Todak and his armor.

"Look over here. The winged girl suddenly beckoned to her companion.

A rope was firmly tied to a stone pillar, the other end of the rope was hanging down to the rift, the surface of the rope was somewhat dried by the sun, and judging by the old and new marks, the rope was probably tied here for two to three weeks.

Shirley flew to the other side of the rift and looked this way, and saw some artificially carved holes in the rock face.

"This is supposed to be the work of the goblins, and that's where they came in and out. Besco judged.

The rope was much stronger than Besco's own hemp rope, and there were potholes to cushion the feet, so Todak could easily descend.

"Order of action, first me, Kirito second, bearded third, Shirley help keep an eye on the situation, how about you?" Besco suggested.

Kirito thought for a moment: "There may be some danger in the first operation, I'll come." ”

Besco didn't care, "It's not that dangerous, I'm a wanderer, and it's my job to find my way." (To be continued.) )