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A row of new graves stood beside the grass, and everyone rested here for a day before setting off on the road again. There is no doubt that Tadora became the most depressed of the group, and even Sharba, everyone really didn't have much of a good face for this guy. Todora was also depressed by the damn "probability" mistake of the life magic he used at the critical moment.

Char was directly annoyed and called the magician a waste.

Although Dora had already mentioned that the life spell left behind by the turtle "Hirafinkya" was incomplete, and that this life magic had flaws that were difficult to overcome, it was not Toddoro's own will.

Without the pursuit of the lizard swarm, and without the leadership of the Zaku Turen, Char took Sharbadodoro and the remaining three mercenaries, and six people formed the final team.

Fortunately, Ah Zuo had already told Char the route map before, and as a hunter turtle born in the mountain forest, with the guidance of the road map provided by Ah Zuo, this huge mountain forest would be difficult for Char.

They first made their way back to the stream, and then walked along the stream all the way upstream to the north. This process lasted about four days before finally reaching the source of the stream.

It is a lake in the middle of the mountains, and the surrounding verdant forests and the thick fallen leaves on the ground around the lake indicate that there is very little biological activity here.

Char forbade everyone to leave the party and go alone, and the lake gave him a bad feeling. Moreover, the road map left by Ah Zuo indicated the lake, but on the very scribbled map, a big "X" was marked on the location of the lake.

It is clear that on the road map of the Zakutu people, this lake is not a good place.

The ground by the lake is very soft, and when you walk on it, you will sink deep into the mud with every step of your foot.

"Don't stop, get out of here at once. Char frowned and looked at the calm lake, the water was obviously very clear, and there was no trace of danger around, but the uneasiness in Char's heart could not be erased.

No one disagreed with Char's order, and after a brief replenishment of water, everyone hurried out of the lake. I went all the way to the east, but after walking for less than half an hour, I found a mountain stream in front of me.

This wide gap made everyone dispel the intention of jumping from above for the first time: the width in front of them, even Char, who was the best in the team, did not have the ability to jump over.

This mountain stream is like an ancient god, a crack that was seen in the earth with an axe, standing next to the mountain stream and looking down, the bottom is not visible, but it is faintly as if he sees a black mist floating below, deep and gloomy, Char seems to stay for a while, staring at the fog for a while.

"You...... Did you hear anything?" Char suddenly turned to look at Sharpa.

Sharpa, who was unpacking his water bag to drink, shook his head: "No, did you hear anything?"

"It could be some rat or something. Char thought for a moment and looked around, this mountain stream is very long, and the left and right sides are boundless, if you want to go around, I am afraid that I don't know how many more unjust roads I have to walk.

"Or, let's cut some vines and make ropes, and then find a way to climb to the other side. Sharpa looked at Char and said with a wry smile: "I suspect that this damn mountain stream is probably dozens of miles long, and if we go around, we will have to walk a lot more." ”

Char approved this idea, and several mercenaries immediately took axes to cut down the vines around, the big trees in the mountain forest are extremely thick, and the vines on them are at least as thick as a human arm, each one is very tough and strong, even if a strong man holds a sharp axe, he has to cut it three or five times with all his strength to cut one.

What's even more strange is that after these vines are cut off, the broken incisions are like human limbs, and a very large amount of mucus will flow out, as if bleeding, these liquids are viscous and have a pungent smell. When it gets on your hands, it can quickly cause a tingling itch.

The width of the mountain stream reached at least thirty meters, and several people were busy until it was almost dark, and finally enough length of vines were collected, Char used a few ropes to tie the vines to a short spear that was picked up, and the other end was directly tied to the trunk of a large tree near the mountain stream.

Char, who had the greatest strength, grabbed the short spear tied to the vine, stepped back a little, and then ran a few steps, with the power of running, and fiercely penetrated the short spear to the opposite side of the mountain stream, and finally, with a poof, the short spear pierced into a big tree on the opposite side of the mountain stream, stuck in the trunk, Char pulled it twice hard, and after making sure that it was firmly fixed, he looked at the people around him: "I'll climb over first, and then think of a way." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Duoduoluo suddenly stopped Char, and then in the puzzled eyes of others, Duoduoluo lifted another vine on the ground and walked to Char's side, looking a little timid: "Master, tie a vine to your body, in case something happens, there is also a guarantee." ”

Char glanced at Tadoro, this magician was scolded too hard by him all the way, and he obviously looked a little cringe at the moment. Char sighed and whispered, "Thank you." ”

A vine was also tied to his waist, and Sharpa and the others grabbed the other end, and Char began his first attempt.

After all, he was born in the mountains, and this kind of thing of walking on a single-plank bridge in the deep mountains is no stranger to turtles, and if necessary, he can even be more dexterous than an ape.

The vine was across the mountain stream, like a rope bridge, and when Char walked on it, although because of his weight, the vine quickly sank, and it swayed and swayed, a little swinging, but the turtle walked very steadily, and soon he walked to the middle of the mountain stream. The Sharpa and the others behind him originally held their breath, but seeing that Char's skills were so sharp, everyone couldn't help but relax, and they were about to let out one or two cheers...... Suddenly, at this very moment, a strong wind swept from the upper reaches of the huge cliff on the left side of the mountain stream!

This wind came without warning, as if it had swept in all of a sudden! The bridge of trees and vines where Char was was suddenly blown high by the wind, rippling like a swing!

Char, who was standing on it, suddenly shouted, and his body fell from it! The Sharpa and the others behind exclaimed at the same time, but when the turtle rolled down, it hooked its feet hard, and hooked the vine with its arch, so that it did not fall down in the end, but the wind seemed to be blowing more and more fiercely! The vines were blown back and forth, and Char was in the wind, his head was down, and he couldn't open his eyes when he was blown by the wind, so he could only hook the rope with his feet desperately, relying on great strength and flexibility, and barely bent down and hugged the vines with both hands.

But even so, he was like a leaf in the wind, blown up and down...... Finally, smack!!

This crisp cracking sound, everyone heard it clearly! Probably because the wind was blowing too violently, and the amplitude of the tree vines was too large, and finally broke in the middle, and Char, who was holding the tree vines, didn't even shout, just screamed directly, and fell into the mountain stream in the air!

"Holy!!"

Sharpa roared, and a few mercenaries hurriedly hugged the end of the tree vine connected to Char's body, and sure enough, the pulling power soon came, Sharba and the others hugged it, and after feeling the force of Char's body falling, they pulled back desperately. Sharpa kept shouting, "Char, Char, you're not dead!!"

He shouted five or six times before Char finally got an answer, and the voice of the turtle came from the mountain stream: "Lao Tzu is not dead! Fuck, I hit the mountain wall, and a branch almost stabbed Lao Tzu in the eye!"

Sharba laughed, and the guy grinned in relief: "Don't move, we'll pull you up!" He turned around and shouted, "Brothers, work hard!"

The vines were dragged tightly on the edge of the cliff of the mountain stream, and there was a "click" sound in the friction, and after pulling only a few meters, I suddenly heard Char shouting loudly below: "Stop! Stop!

"What's wrong?!" Sharba immediately hugged the vine.

"Fuck me!!!!" Char's voice in the mountain stream was tinged with a kind of surprise: "Fuck! There seems to be something down there! It's too far away for me to see clearly! Fuck me! Slow down, don't let it go too fast!!"

※※※※※※ turtle felt that he couldn't breathe well, and when he fell from it just now, fortunately the tree vine tied around his waist pulled him, but the force of the fall was all strangled on Char's waist, and it hurt him so much that he almost fainted. The vine tightly strangled his waist, and he immediately felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and just now because of the force of the fall, he was pulled by the vine, and the moment his body hit the mountain wall, a raised branch on the mountain wall almost poked directly into his forehead!!

Even if Char's body was strengthened by dragon blood, such a violent poke made his eyes blacken with pain, and ...... If that part is only two fingers wide on the ground, it will poke directly into the eyes of the turtle!

He still maintained his head-down position, and the blood in his whole body rushed to his head, making him feel dizzy, and if this position was maintained for too long, he even suspected that he would be brain congested.

But fortunately, grasping the mountain wall, Char reluctantly hugged a raised stone and adjusted his posture, which was slightly relieved.

At this moment, his body had submerged into the black mist in the mountain stream, and when he looked up, the fog was hazy, and he couldn't see anything above at all. And in this mist, Char only felt the air breathed into his nose cháo wet and with an unbearable musty and rancid smell. The smell reminded him of the bath water of the earth!

Just when he heard the roar of the Sharpa above and was about to climb up, very accidentally, Char looked down completely subconsciously.

Just at a glance!

The fog below seemed to be much thinner, Char hung on the mountain wall, and seemed to be able to vaguely see the bottom of the mountain stream, although it was still a little vague, but in the haze, some strange outlines made Char a little curious.

After he stopped the shalpa, he felt that he was listening to him, and after putting down the vine little by little, Char gasped, and forcefully loosened the vine on his waist a little, first let himself breathe a little easier, and then touched it in his arms, felt a branch, and then wrapped it in a prepared ball of cloth soaked in some special plant powder of viscous ointment, and quickly took out the fire clip in his arms and hit it twice.

With a bang, a flame ignited, and soon the ointment on the cloth was ignited. This fire-making thing was learned from the Zaku natives, and it was made by mashing the fruit of a plant that grows in the mountains.

Holding the small torch, Char shook it in his hand, then took a deep breath and threw the small torch down to him...... The flame passed through the black mist, swayed, and finally fell to the bottom of the valley, which made Char breathe a sigh of relief, the bottom of the valley was indeed a dry place, not a river, the torch was about ten meters high from his position, and through the light of the fire in the mist, although it was still very blurry, but the clarity was enough for the sharp-eyed turtle to see a lot of things clearly.

After seeing it clearly, the turtle's eyes immediately widened!!

※※※※※※※ "Release, release, keep going!!" Char cried out loudly, and then little by little, he dragged the vines and carefully climbed down the mountain wall.

But unfortunately, when he shouted the tenth "put", the roar of Sharpa came from overhead, because it was too far away, or because of the strange black mist, Sharpa's voice sounded a little indistinct.

"Tree vine...... Head...... Length...... Not ...... enough."

Char sighed, at this moment he was still five or six meters away from the bottom of the mountain stream, he hesitated, and shouted: "You wait for me! Don't pull the rope! When will I call you to pull, pull again!"

After receiving the response from the Sharpa above, Char took a deep breath, and then quickly untied the vine around his waist.

It was only five or six meters above the ground, and this height was difficult for Char, so he quickly and skillfully found a few places on the mountain wall to borrow strength, and finally jumped down lightly and skillfully.

The valley floor of the mountain stream is very narrow, so to speak, the whole mountain stream, if it were cut cross-sectionally, then its shape should be "V" shaped.

The bottom of the valley was only about three or four meters wide, and after Char landed, he immediately felt the hardness of the ground under his feet!

He immediately picked up the torch on the ground that he had dropped earlier, and the torch burned less than a third, and Char held it in his hand and shook it...... There was hardly any vegetation at the bottom of the stream, not even any thorns or branches! It's just that when Char picked up the torch, he alarmed a fat mouse, which writhed its fat body and quickly ran away.

Char stood at the bottom of the valley, looked ahead, turned around and looked behind, under the light of the torch, Char's face was extremely strange, and he took a deep breath, as if talking to himself.

"Oh my God, look what I found!!"

※※※※※※ was littered with broken armor and weapons, and some rotten bones, all of which were everywhere...... How to describe such a place?

There is no doubt that this is the remains of an ancient battlefield!

At the bottom of this narrow mountain stream, if you stand in it, you will feel as if it is a narrow "passage".

Now Char was standing in the middle of the passage, and all he could see in front of him were some tattered and rotten weapons, armor, and ...... Skeleton.

Unlike the obvious Byzantine armor, these remnants are more peculiar in style.

Today, the country with the highest recognized armor-making skills in the world is Byzantium, and Byzantium's hill armor is already a very high-grade armor, and Char himself has a very good set of hill armor.

However, standing here, Char only glanced at it, and immediately identified something that surprised him!

This ruin, this ancient ruin, I don't know how many years have passed! These remnants of these things, not to mention, just armor, seem to be much higher than the hill armor of the Byzantine Empire!

Yes, there is no doubt that it is superior and leads!

The closest to Char was a skeleton shelf leaning against the mountain wall, and the owner of the skeleton had probably sat on the ground before he died, his back pressed against the mountain wall, his head drooping. When Char walked over, a mouse about the size of Char's fist crawled on the other party's helmet, and it slipped away with a squeak.

Char quickly grabbed the helmet...... This is a helmet that seems to be in the shape of a ball, not like the general helmet commonly used by the Byzantines, nor like the horned helmet used by the Odin, the round shape looks a little ridiculous.

But what surprised Char was ...... This round helmet is actually a complete whole!

When I held it in my hand, I clearly felt its unity!

It's not nailed up with pieces of iron, but it seems to be a complete iron helmet!

Although Char was not very skilled in blacksmithing, he also understood that such a complete round helmet without any seams was not yet capable of being made by the Byzantine blacksmiths he knew!

The style of today's helmets is generally made of some fine steel or iron pieces that have been tempered, and then put together, and the seams are marked with raised steel nails, which looks like a spirit and can also ensure the degree of sturdiness.

But this helmet, as if it were ...... It is to use an abrasive tool, and then directly pour it with molten iron, and after cooling, it is a complete ...... Iron Bowl!!

But Char understands that it is definitely not so easy to make a helmet! To make a helmet like an iron bowl, it is by no means as simple as directly grinding it with molten iron!

A good metal material needs to be beaten to get rid of impurities! If you just grind it directly, you may be able to make an iron bowl, but the material in it will inevitably be mixed!

What's more, the helmet was rounded without any deformation, that is, it was definitely not hammered by blacksmiths with hammers.

Throwing the round helmet in his hand aside, Char leaned over to take a closer look at the armor on the dead guy for an unknown number of years.

There was no doubt that the style of this armor was completely different from any armor that Char knew of now.

First of all, instead of using something like a "cuirass", it uses an archaic style that is almost complete, similar to a "plate armor". It stands to reason that such plate armor has a strong defense against blunt weapon attacks, but it lacks the necessary role in the face of attacks by sharp weapons such as bows and arrows.

But most of this "plate armor" uses a convex spherical shape, which makes up for this very highly.

Char saw next to the skeleton's hand, an iron rod that was only about ten centimeters long, he picked it up, it was already full of green sè embroidery, Char took it in his hand and weighed it.

Perhaps, this thing is more like an iron bar, thick at the ends and thin in the middle, and there is a piece in the middle that resembles a gauntlet.

Char grasped it in his hand and felt that the weight of this thing was far heavier than it looked. There was also a small trigger-like thing on the grip, Char tried to press it twice, probably because it was too old, something in it was rusty, Char pressed it twice, but there was no response, he tried to knock it on the stone twice, and immediately a fine piece of iron dust fell from it.

When he pressed that trigger again...... Click!!

After two dull sounds, I saw the two ends of the iron bar, and suddenly a round piece of iron was instantly supported!

It's as if ...... It's like a folding fan!!

The thick pieces of iron were stacked on top of each other, and once they were opened, they turned into a complete and jīng round hand shield in their hands!

Yes, this is a shield that can be contracted!!

Such a process...... I'm afraid that even dwarves may not be able to make it!!

Char was stunned, looking at the small shield in his hand, he was stunned for a long time, and then without hesitation, Char took out an empty cloth bag from his arms and threw things into it.

As far as the eye can see, the passage at the bottom of this mountain stream is full of fallen skeletons.

These guys, I don't know when they died, the armor they wear, the weapons they use, are all things Char has never seen before.

What surprised Char even more was that these things, they sat on the ground staggeringly, and some of them lay on the ground and died, but they obviously didn't have any scars!

In other words, the skeletons of these things left behind tend to be intact, and there is no fatal injury to be seen from the death of any weapon attack.

What surprised Char even more was that he quickly overturned his speculation that this was an "ancient battlefield"!

Because it's very simple, all the dead, their wears and the weapons they use, seem to be the same style! That is to say, the dead here should all belong to the same group!

None of them looked like corpses left behind by enemies.

In the mountain stream, looking around, a cursory look, such corpses are only afraid of thousands of pieces, and there may be more in the distance.

So many corpses...... If they were an army, it would be obvious from the equipment of these guys that it was a "jīng sharp"! But so many jīng rui, but all of them died silently in this place, in this valley where the sky was dark and invisible.

Died in such obscurity.

"These guys, it's not like they've been killed. Char came all the way, and he was still collecting these strange armor weapons at first, but he quickly gave up, because there were so many of them, "These guys, look at these corpses, these skeletons, they seem to be very peaceful when they die...... Is it suicide?"

When Char said this, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Impossible...... In this place, there are at least a few thousand of these guys! There may be more in the distance! A jīng sharp army so equipped will not choose to commit mass suicide even at the most critical moment!"

What surprised Char even more was that he walked all the way a hundred and ten meters and saw so many corpses, and the weapons used by these guys ...... In other words, Char was surprised by the weapon he picked up.

The shape of the knife and sword does not seem to be much different from today, the only difference is that the size of these weapons is not too large, short blades and short swords.

But not every corpse is equipped with these fighting weapons.

What Char saw more was that the skeletons were staggering and dying in the valley, but there was something like an iron pipe next to them.

Iron pipe, of course, is Char's name.

In fact, these things, about the length of a short spear and about the thickness of an arm, were hollowed out at one end and rounded inside, while the other end was made into a bracket, and Char picked one up and tried it a few times in his hand before finding the trick.

Seems...... This is a ranged attack weapon similar to the "Hand Crossbow".

It's just that its shape is much larger than that of a hand crossbow, but Char didn't see any crossbow arrows.

"Obviously, this is a long-range weapon like a crossbow arrow, a device that sends shè, but what is shè out?" Char frowned.

In addition, what surprised him was that all these "iron pipes", the pipes inside, were polished very round, without a trace of flaws.

Finally, after walking forward for a while, a big guy in front of him answered Char's question.

A huge metal shelf rested in the middle of the stream, two metal wheels, one of which had rotted, leaving the contents of it crooked to the side. And on top of it was a thick, round iron pipe -- maybe it wasn't iron.

The shape of this thing made Char understand at a glance: "This seems to be a cannon." ”

The Byzantine Empire has this thing, and the Rantis also has it, and Odin also has it.

But the cannon in this world is not a weapon, but more of a ceremonial thing, and its only function is: to send shè ceremonial flowers.

Char had seen the salute in dìdū, that kind of thing was like this, with wheels underneath, and every time the shè was issued, the person next to him could stuff it with some special material wrapped in it, and then light it...... With a bang, you can spray out the kind of flowers that make children cheer during festivals.

But this thing in front of you is obviously not a ceremonial thing!

The base of the cannon was a square thing, and Char looked at it carefully, and after knocking off most of the rust with a fire fork, he saw some vague patterns left on it.

"Like...... It seems to be ......" Char hesitated.

"There is no doubt about it, these are the patterns of the magic array. ”

In her mind, Dora sighed: "Look at this barrel, there is also this pattern, and it must be a spiral pattern. ”

Char immediately double-checked some of them, and sure enough, they were all as Dora said.

"Boy, congratulations, what you have found is a treasure that has been completely wiped out in this world so far!

Although the content of Dora's words was inspiring, her tone was clearly marked by a deep mockery.

"What the hell is this?" Char frowned.

"It's simple...... Have you ever heard of ...... Dora smiled, and then said: "Of course you haven't heard of it, boy, because you are a turtle like you, you don't even know the history of the Demon War! In fact, many truths are unknown to ordinary people, and these things are only in the hands of a few top classes in your human world! For example, those great magicians, they can have the opportunity to see those mysterious texts that have been handed down from ancient times. ”

Char grinned and knocked on the half-rotten iron frame beside him: "This thing...... Amazing?"

"Awesome?" Dora snorted, "Legend has it that the magic cannon is a magical weapon, it is the best combination of mechanics and magic......! Legend has it that the most powerful magic cannon can kill a dragon directly with just one shot!"

A ...... A...... Dragon?

Char opened his mouth, and the turtle immediately widened his eyes and looked at this thing carefully, and then he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity...... It's a rotten one. ”

Then he suddenly had a cleverness: "So...... I think those iron pipes are kind of like a miniature version of the magic cannon you mentioned. ”

"Congratulations, you guessed it right again. Dora's voice was very gloomy: "Those things, if I remember correctly, in the ancient texts, they were called 'magic fire'. These things are all weapons with magical powers...... You can understand that these are bows and crossbows with magical powers. Legend has it that a single shot of the Demon Fire can easily kill a jīng sharp samurai!"

Magic Cannon...... Demon Fire ...... Char looked around: "The magic cannon that easily kills the dragon...... Easily kill a samurai's magic fire...... Damn, where did these dead things come from? These guys are so well equipped, how can they ...... They all died in this kind of place?"

Dora sighed, her "shy" laughter ringing in Char's mind, laughter with disdain and mockery: "Human, proud human! You've actually guessed a little, but your subconscious doesn't want to think about that possibility, right?"

Char's face changed suddenly!

He raced past several skeletons, lifting them up one by one to take a closer look at them before throwing them away.

These "things", their size, are clearly some kind of advanced race of creatures that walk upright!

However, in terms of physical appearance, they are much shorter than humans, similar in stature to dwarves, but not as majestic as dwarves, and appear thinner.

"It's not humans! They're much shorter than humans! It's not jīng spirits, and although I've never seen jīng spirits, I've heard that jīng spirits are about the same size as humans. Char's breath was a little short: "It's not a dwarf! Dwarves are more majestic than these things...... Are they ......"

"They are ......" Char took a deep breath, and her face suddenly became very colorful: "They, they are ......"

"Di Jīng!" Dora's voice carried a malicious smile: "Congratulations, you have found the ancient times, the real, the dominant race of this world, the real 'Di Jīng'!!"

...... 地jīng!!

※※※※※※ see such a group of "ancient", "real" earth jīng! Looking at these "things" that Char should be very familiar with, wearing armor that is sharper and more advanced than humans, and using weapons that are more powerful and powerful than humans! There is no doubt that these dead earth jīng, if they are really an "army" Then, excluding the combat effectiveness of individual warriors, just from their equipment, it is enough to overwhelm the sharpness of any Byzantine army that Char knew!

What does it feel like?

You can imagine a group of despicable and ignorant monkeys who only know the strange name "Okeok", who do not bathe all year round, and who will kill each other indiscriminately for a small bag of food, suddenly ...... Suddenly, armed and in the form of an army, the most dense group of the biological race, appeared before you, and looked very powerful...... "I know what you're thinking, boy. Dora's voice became serious, "These are real high-level intelligent creatures! Unlike the ones you encounter that only scream 'Oak'! These guys were the masters of all other creatures in ancient times!"

After a pause, Dora whispered, "Based on the texts I've seen, I've never heard of anyone finding any complete ruins of the Jijīng civilization!