The words of this toad monster make me very concerned, there are so many dwarven souls wandering in the Rocky Mountains?

Thousands of years ago, the dwarves migrated, and only five million people finally arrived in the northern plains, and another 15 million disappeared into the Rocky Mountains. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I thought for a while and asked the toad, "You just said that there are hundreds of thousands of night ghosts, where is it?"

The toad shook his head again and again: "I've heard about it, I don't know, it's probably in the south, I feel that the night walkers all come from the south." ”

Lower Rocky Mountains to the south?

I pondered again and vaguely thought of a key point. Could it be that the Devil's River is just to the south? It is the origin of the nocturnal ghosts, when 15 million dwarves disappeared into the Devil's River, always looking for a way out, and even went to the north, starving to death, so they lingered here forever.

It's very likely, so I'm not going to stop there, I'm going to study it first. I said goodbye to the toad, and he kindly told me: "It's getting dark, it's even more dangerous when it's dark, and a lot of nocturnal ghosts come out to move." ”

It's okay, I don't care, so I'll leave it.

At this point, you have a target, and you fly directly to the next section. Passing through the middle section, I found that the dwarven leaders were still selecting dwarven warriors, and they were busy.

They were busy and I had to be busy, so I flew into the lower section, which was a few hundred kilometers away from the middle.

This second section is even more deadly and silent, like a deep sea in the dense forest, deep and cold.

I habitually landed on top of a mountain peak, looking for intelligent beings nearby.

Since the sky was already dark, and all the light was swallowed up, there seemed to be no sapient beings in the vicinity. I simply let go of my perception and searched within a radius of 100 miles, and soon sensed an intelligent creature, but it was a mink.

This mink is no different from a normal mink in appearance, but the strong magical aura on its body indicates that she is not a simple beast.

I teleported over and stood on a branch, while she slept on a large trunk beside her, her ears moving from time to time, looking wary.

She is the overlord of this area, and her strength has reached the level of a brown-robed mage. It is conceivable that the heritage of the Rocky Mountains is so powerful, if it weren't for these strong people not coveting the plains, the human race might really be difficult to survive.

I coughed a little, and the gray ermine immediately looked up, with an alert face, and its eyes were as black as ink, but it was very cute.

When she saw me, she didn't stay away, but showed a hint of overlordship, staring coldly at me and saying a few old words.

I didn't understand, and she added, "Friend, this is my territory." ”

It was indeed wrong for me to come here rashly, to invade her territory, but there was no reason to talk about it.

In order not to waste time, I directly let out a trace of dragon energy, and she was so surprised that she almost planted the tree.

I asked directly: "I'm looking for night walkers, I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of night walkers in the south, do you know where they are?"

Mink pointed in a certain direction behind him: "In the canyon over there." ”

She was so cheerful that I glanced in that direction, thanked her, and flew over, but unexpectedly the mink followed me, and she glided in mid-air with surprisingly fast speed.

I asked her what she was doing, and she said cautiously, "That canyon is the domain of my ancestors, and it was taken over by the Night Walkers, and I want to take it back." ”

This mink was so clever that she guessed I was going to chase away the night walkers, and she seized the opportunity right away.

I shook my head and smiled, "I'm not here to help you expel the Night Wanderers, I'm here to find a river." ”

She was stunned: "What river?"

I said Rocky Devil's River, and her face changed drastically: "Devil's River? It's the River of the Revenant, it doesn't exist in reality, what are you looking for this River?"

Now it's my turn to be surprised, what does she mean by that?

I held out my hand and motioned for her to come closer. She didn't hesitate, flew to my hand and stood, and explained to me at close range: "There are records of the Devil's River in the inheritance of my ancestors, the Devil's River was formed from ancient times, and the specific reason is not clear, I only know that it is a paradise for the souls of the dead, and the Devil's River is full of souls of all sizes, from ancient times to the present day, and it is said that the living will be taken away by the dead when they pass through the Devil's River." ”

The soul of the dead?

I suddenly remembered that the sea burial, the concept of the dead was first mentioned to me by the little ball fish, the mausoleum keeper buries the soul and lets the dead rest in peace.

It seems that the situation is not good, the Devil's River is not a real river, but a river of dead souls, and I am afraid that I can't even drink it.

I pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go to the canyon first and lead the way." ”

She nodded, and flew forward, her webbing spreading, and her body became much larger.

I followed her and soon saw the Grand Canyon. It was a huge canyon surrounded by mountains, with peaks as high as thousands of feet on all sides, and the canyon was deep, and the sound of a huge waterfall could be faintly heard.

The mink led me to a mountain, and she did not dare to go any further, she pointed to the canyon and said: "There were many dwarves who entered the canyon in those days, and they were exhausted and on the verge of death, and they were so hungry that they were afraid that they would go crazy with hunger, and they would kill each other and devour their own kind, and finally they would die completely. ”

It seems that this is a group of lost dwarves, who did not follow the large army to the Terran plain, and failed at the last moment.

I motioned for the mink to wait, and I teleported into the Grand Canyon myself.

The Grand Canyon is a vast and confined jungle, with weeds and shrubs on the ground, and apparently no large animals survive.

I searched in between, my senses were completely unleashed, and finally my eyes were fixed on the waterfall.

There was a strange smell there, but there was no movement. I teleported over, and the scene in front of me made me feel for a while.

It turned out to be a huge lake, a kilometer wide, flat on the ground, close to the mountain peak, and the violent water formed a waterfall rushing down, making the lake always shaking.

But what surprised me was that the lake had no outlet, only a waterfall flowing into the water.

Obviously, there must have been an underground river under the lake, and the water had gone underground.

I stood on the edge of the lake and looked around, and the land here is very wide, and it can even be called a beach at my feet, which is a very nice place.

But that strange aura was around here, I held my breath and probed again, but I didn't find any abnormal sound, but suddenly my skin was cold, and the dead air was overwhelming, and the place was enveloped in an instant.

In the next moment, countless blackened phantoms appeared, and finally condensed into entities, but they were rickety dwarves.

They are densely divided around the lake, and even in the water, crowded all the places, and are frantically attacking their kind.

There is a desperate madness and longing on their faces, and when they catch their kind, they bite and bite the flesh alive and swallow it into their stomachs.

The wailing and roaring sound was like a raging storm, piercing my eardrums. Soon, dwarven spirits appeared throughout the canyon, attacking each other and killing each other, and I am afraid that 200,000 dwarves were eating the flesh and blood of their tribesmen.

It's not just that they're crazy with hunger, they seem to have broken down mentally, and eating meat is just instinct, and instinct has turned into animal nature.

Although they were all weak, my skin was cold and I didn't dare to let out a breath.

I just stood in this Shura field and stared at them, all the breath on my body was completely shielded.

This tragic war lasted until the early hours of the morning, and they ate at each other all night.

By the early hours of the morning, all the movement had disappeared again, and the lake was leisurely, without even a trace of blood.

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt a chill run down my back. It's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just that the madness they show scares me.

What did the Devil's River do to them?

At this time, there was some movement in the sky, and the mink was hovering high in the sky, not daring to come down. I teleported up, and she nervously said, "Scared me to death, are you okay?"

I said it's okay, I have to go back.

Mink was very disappointed: "Won't you expel them......?

I smiled wryly: "They are the dead, I am the living, how can I expel them?"

Mink thought for a moment and said, "Then guide them to the Devil's River, that is the paradise of the dead, and they should come out of the Devil's River." ”

I was stunned: "Do you know where the Devil's River is?"

Mink pointed to the top of the waterfall: "Ten kilometers along that river, the river will suddenly disappear, and the road will be cut off by the cliff." In fact, it is connected to the Devil's River, ignore the cliff, continue to walk, you will not fall, but enter the paradise of the dead. ”

This sounds evil, and my heart is shaken, should the dwarves go to the Devil's River? This is undoubtedly a shortcut, but it is also a dead end, we will enter the space of the dead, how will they treat the living? )