A large number of temple buildings can still be seen in this small town, and the overall style is still not as far as that seen in the ruins of Vastva.

It's magnificent, but it looks very simple.

The Arka people looked around the city.

All around were Vastevans, looking at them with curious eyes.

Arka could see most of the civilians in it, all of whom looked slightly emaciated.

There is a very obvious manifestation of insufficient nutritional intake.

This was not only the case among these civilians, but even among those who had just arrived with the Great Elder.

Only people like Kavala or Vata look a little more normal.

Soon the rickety old man.

The man they called the Great Elder led the Arka into the tallest building in the entire city.

"This is the Autumn Tower, the last of the four towers that is still intact." The Great Elder introduced several people.

Lucilia, who was sitting on Alka's shoulder, turned her head to look at the entire tower's appearance.

It can be seen that this tower is very old, but it can also be seen from some of the structures and arrangements inside that this tower should be very strong and have a lot of abilities at its most brilliant.

There were already a lot of exposed magical lines on the walls, as well as some engraved spells that had long since been worn out.

"Is this one of the Four Seasons Tower?"

"It seems that you really know some of the culture of Vastva, so the Tower of Winter and the Great Temple are really out there?" The Great Elder asked as he stopped at a table with his cane and sat down slowly.

Arka nodded: "If the map is correct, the corner that extends out is indeed outside." ”

As he spoke, at the signal of the Great Elder, several people sat down at the table.

There are still a few people standing around, who are probably some of the leaders of the existing Vastwa.

Then the room fell silent.

After the Great Elder coughed twice, he raised his head slightly to look at the Arka people on the other side.

"I'm here to ask you to help us, we want to be able to get our people out of this place. And in exchange, everything that the Vastwa people can give you. ”

The Great Elder said this very firmly, and the others behind him had no intention of stopping it, obviously they all had such determination.

Hearing this, Arka looked at them and then waved his hand and said, "Of course, you are free, if you want to go out, I can open the door." ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder and those behind him showed visible joy on their faces.

"Thank you, thank you."

Arka looked at them and said, "I don't want to say it, but I don't think you're going to survive even if you go out." ”

"What do you mean?" A slightly tall and thin man behind the Great Elder asked with a frown.

Their expressions of joy also stiffened on their faces.

"You should know exactly how many years you've been trapped here, right?"

Hearing Arka's question, the Grand Elder nodded.

"Of course, we will always remember. According to records, in the year 4143 of the founding calendar, we were trapped in this world.

And now 36,826 years have passed. ”

"More than 36,000 years?" Even though he knew that they had been trapped for so long, when he heard about the length of time, Arka couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

What kind of exaggerated length of time does that have to be?

To be honest, it was completely impossible for Arka to imagine, it was beyond the scope of what he could think.

In his mind, hundreds or even thousands of years are already very exaggerated chronological lengths.

But when he really saw that the Vastwa people had been trapped in such a place for more than 36,000 years, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for them.

He has to be admired, this is really a strong race.

It hasn't been destroyed for so long.

"But according to speculation, the Divine War has only been more than 30,000 years in the past." Simon said suddenly.

"In other words, the time period when the city-state of Vastva was destroyed was actually thousands of years before the end of the Divine War?" Xia Daiti thought for a moment and asked.

She found her incredulous.

It turns out that the God War has been fought for so many years?

Or in fact, in the era of the destruction of Vastva, the divine war had not yet begun?

This is unknown.

"We'll talk about that later." Arka interrupted the exchange between the two of them.

If the history of the Vastwa people is really well preserved, they are likely to see in detail the events of that golden age.

But that's clearly not the point now.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the Great Elder and the others, and said to them solemnly, "You have been trapped here for so long, so I will tell you about the general situation outside after you are trapped here." ”

The Great Elder nodded, and the rest of the people behind him pricked up their ears slightly.

It is really a slightly puffed up ear.

It's the same as Arka's curiosity about how these people survived here for 30,000 years, and what happened 30,000 years ago. They were equally curious, what had happened outside in the 30,000 years they had been trapped?

"I want to make sure that when you were trapped here, did you know about the outside world that the gods were at war at that time?"

Hearing Arka's question, the Great Elder turned his head to look at the person behind him.

That's because of slightly younger women.

Looking into the eyes of the Great Elder, she nodded, took a step forward, looked at Arka and said, "According to the historical records we have kept, we were defending against the large-scale invasion of the God of War at that time.

But at this time the Reckless - Mead attacked us with his troops. In the midst of that sudden attack, the High Priest of the time closed our spatial connection point with the outside world.

But at this time, the Reckless used his ability to forcibly break the area where the Temple and the Tower of Winter were located, which was closing the node at the time.

This led to fractures on both the inside and outside. At first we thought the gate would open soon, but it wasn't until it never opened again that we knew something was going on outside. ”

Arka nodded: "Was the war between the gods fierce at that time?" ”

"It's a little bit more intense than usual."

Got it, the initial days of the war. So, wars between the gods are actually normal?

It's just that this time it's been spreading, and it's getting bigger and bigger.

"Well, anyway, after you were locked in, the war between the gods became more and more fierce until the war shattered the world to pieces."

Hearing this, the Great Elder and the people behind him were a little nervous.

It took tens of thousands of years to finally wait for the dawn of dawn, but the outside was already broken.

"Alright, listen to me."

"When the world was shattered to pieces, the gods who were alive were gone. In the end, only four gods chose to stay, and they began to use their abilities to repair the shattered world, reluctantly piecing it together.

These four gods are saints...... Stone Mother, Poseidon, Wise Man, Life. ”

After saying that, Arka looked at them.

It was still the woman who stood up, and she frowned: "Shi Mu, the sea god I know." But what is the wise and life? ”

Obviously, she hadn't heard the latter two gods called.

"It's normal that they haven't heard of it, maybe they've changed their name.

After all, more than 30,000 years have passed, haven't they? ”

If Arka had referred to the Mother of Stone as Madonna, they might have just as incomprehensibly understood who it was.

In other words, since ancient times, only the god of the sea has not changed its name.

"Eventually, the world became a base of the ocean, and pieces that once existed were stitched together to form islands.

So now it's a world of oceans out there. ”

"How is this done? The world should have its own consciousness. If it's all broken, the world is dead, and even if it's spliced, the world should be broken and destroyed. ”

Because his hair is a little thin, the person who looks about middle age said with a frown.

He seemed to have some confusion about the way the broken world was now maintained.

Hearing this, Arka kept an eye on him.

It seems that the Vasteva people also have a certain study of the consciousness of the world.

"Then I don't know, anyway, that's how the world works now, and it's been running for tens of thousands of years."

Hearing Arka's words, some of them nodded, and these would only be known when they went out.

"So what do you mean by mortal danger?" One of them asked, looking at Alka.

Arka gestured to the two Kavalas who had come up with them.

"See the allergic reaction on both of them?"

At this time, there were still some red spots on the two of them that had not completely subsided, and they could still see these allergy traces from the two of them.

"High magic, an allergic reaction caused by touching too high a magic power." One woman said.

Arka nodded, "That's right, if it's just because of the magic contained in the magic mist I spread, you have already caused such allergic symptoms." The outside world is full of magic in the air, can you really survive?

Every breath, every object, every action. It's all magical. ”

Arka felt that even in a deliberately created low-magic environment like the Homeland Sea, they might not be able to survive, and they would definitely be weakened by the environment.

Not to mention the Boundless Sea, a place where normal mortals would have the magic power in their bodies active because of the high magic environment.

Even ordinary people living in the four seas suddenly enter such an environment, and they will not be able to adapt to death because the magic power in their bodies is too active.

These people in front of them will be allergic to a little bit of high magic, and going out to breathe two mouthfuls may really trigger an internal allergic reaction, and all kinds of problems will occur.

"Is there really magic out there?" The woman who had just answered the symptoms muttered to herself.

They have developed a serious disconnect from the outside world, as well as problems with their worldview and cognitive attitudes.

Then he looked up at the Great Elder and said, "Great Elder, if this is the case, we definitely can't go out rashly, we can't survive outside at all." ”

"You've been here for more than 30,000 years, and the environment here has changed some of your physical conditions." For such a long time, in order to adapt to the environment, some changes are inevitable.

The Great Elder held his face in some pain, he didn't know what to do now.

If you stay here, you will die, and if you go out, you will die immediately.

Looking at them, Arka proposed, "If you don't mind, you can talk to me about some of your difficulties, and I think I should be able to help you somewhat." ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder and the people behind him looked at each other, and then the Great Elder looked at him.

"Thank you so much if you could."

"It's just a matter of effort."

He couldn't really watch so many people die in vain.

"The biggest problem we face right now is that we don't have much food left, and we've pretty much used up all the mana here."

What are the most basic food needs?

According to what they learned, the Vastwa people still have a population of tens of thousands, and it is indeed a lot of consumption to feed so many people.

But for them, it's actually quite acceptable.

After thinking about it, Arka got up and said to them, "If you don't mind, take us around your city, I want to see the problems you are facing with my own eyes before I can come up with a solution."

"No problem." Then the Great Elder picked two candidates from behind him, and left the tower with Arka.

The rest of the people stayed in the tower to discuss what Arka had just said.

This is also the process that Arka gives them to discuss, only then can they have a better conversation.

"Let's take a look at your food making process." Arka said.

Earlier, when he was outside and talking to Waku, he had a general idea of their food. Now they just want to see it with their own eyes, and the people who lead them are the woman who just told the history and a man who didn't talk much.

"You can call me Lambert." The male Vastwa said.

"My name is Afia." The woman, Vastwa, who seemed to know a lot about history, introduced herself.

Arka and the others nodded, then followed behind them.

While chatting, we came to what seemed to be the edge of the city.

It's an unremarkable house, but it's surrounded by patrols.

In their hands, they were armed with very simple clubs and weapons.

Obviously, they are only thieves of the same race who they have to guard against.

For outsiders like Arka, everyone cast curious glances at them, which is unique.

Once inside, the room wasn't big, except for the storage space. Arka saw the same battery they had seen before to store mana, but it was larger and rougher.

The magic Alka inside looked at it, and it added up to the magic in the body of a toucher who was less than two stages.

It really can't be counted as much.

The magic connects a funnel-like machine, with a complex mechanical structure in the center and inside.

Then a worker next to him was a little nervous, but he threw some of the grayish, but seemingly verdant plants into it.

"These plants are the reason why we settled here, and there is only one piece of land left that can grow plants." Labert explained.

Then a few people saw that the roots of various plants and grasses condensed in the magic power, and a brown-green liquid flowed from underneath.

It has a faint fragrance, but it obviously doesn't look very good.

It's more like a medicine than food.

"Then you can produce this nutrient solution, which is condensed by magic and plant nutrition." Laberter introduced.

The nutrient solution was then handed to Alka.

Arka looked at it and gave it to a few people behind him.

"Seriously, it's not really food other than some nutrients." Simon said, looking at what he was doing.

Arka nodded, indeed.

But if you understand the current situation here, you can understand it.

But Juan Lu must not be allowed to see this thing, he may study it strangely, and he may let them taste it at any time.

"What about water? What water says. Arka asked.

"By magic, water is then created using the spell of making water." Afia next to him said directly.

This one is much simpler and more straightforward.

"In other words, the magic used to create water should be your own head, right?" Alka asked.

But in fact, it doesn't feel right, after all, these people don't have too much smell on their bodies.

If water is such an important resource, then they can obviously not bathe without bathing.

"That's right, but we have an artifact that can create a lot of water with a very small amount of mana."

Hearing this, Arka nodded knowingly.

The so-called artifact should mean treasure.

After all, they knew from some records that the Vastwa people must have several treasures.

For example, the three treasures that represent the seasons are spring, summer and autumn, and there are many treasures that are not related to the season.

The Hidden Eye should have a treasure in their hands.

Of course, this is only speculation, after all, the world and the power system of that era were different.

"There should be a lot of energy in the treasure, right? It's unlikely you're so worried about magic. Simon suddenly noticed something and asked.

"Artifact? Most of the artifacts have been drained of their magic. ”

Is it so outrageous?

(End of chapter)