Chapter 315: Fog
If Wren could ride Pegasus, it would be much easier.
After all, that place is about 300 kilometers away from the national border, and it will take half a day at the speed of Pegasus.
But those damn brutes refuse to ride it from anything outside of the good camp.
Wren had no choice but to choose a rather strange way to go over in the eyes of outsiders - hang a hanging basket under the eye demon, and a group of people divide several hanging baskets.
After all, everyone knows the territory of the dwarf, and they like to dig a hole in the belly of the mountain in those treacherous ravines to build an underground city. If you really follow the mountain, that is, Wren is deliberately looking for guilt.
So this seemingly 'evil' way of getting around is the best solution for Wren.
"Looks like it's time for me to get a mount." Ray touched his chin.
Most of the legendary creatures can't be ridden. What kind of lava demon and the like, with combat power, but no mount attributes.
Theoretically, dragon riding is the most handsome and cool.
Because someone killed too much, the aura of [Dragon Buster] was not something he could give up if he wanted to.
The dragons hate him to death.
In addition to the dragon, the other things Wren is in trouble again. Theoretically, there are still phoenixes in this world, but phoenixes are rarer than dragons.
Wren didn't want to find a colossus or a legendary golem to mount, and that thing would fall out when it looked at it.
In addition, the Giant Eagle of the Outside World, the Elder of the Treant, etc., requires a special profession, such as a druid or shaman, to communicate.
"There aren't many options! Probably, there is a chance to get a [Wind Elemental Elder]? ”
While Wren was in the midst of his thoughts, the guide sent to him by King Algar, Ander Steel Cone, pointed at him from afar: "Lord Tesla, it's here." ”
"Huh?"
Wren and Guntea only glanced at each other and felt that something was wrong.
Twelve out of ten is wrong.
In the distance is a valley that will not be illuminated by the sun's rays, the uneven terrain of the valley forms an inverted bowl-shaped cavity, and if there is no guide, it is easy to ignore this small depression when flying high in the distance, in fact, flying inward, passing by a fork in the road of almost 90 degrees, and a valley.
The valley is about two square kilometers long, and it is not too big to say small.
Looking down from the Eye Demon Hanging Basket, the valley appears small and quiet.
As the height of the Eyefier rapidly decreased, Wren could clearly see that the light around them was darkening at an accelerated rate, as if it had broken into a thick gray mist. At first, I could see at least a hundred meters away, but I didn't go 50 meters, and now it seems that I can only see the outline twenty or thirty meters away.
"Ender, Archmage Chahawk is a legendary Archmage of Shaping Energy who specializes in flames, right?" Although Wren had memorized the information for a long time, he repeated the question for the sake of prudence.
"That's right, the Iron Hand family is more fond of flames. It's either a fire mage, or an existence that is good at using fire power. ”
The current situation has nothing to do with plastic energy.
Wren asked, "Have you tried this before?" ”
"The Iron Hand clan used to send people to live outside the valley mouth, but in the past fifty years, with the presence of foreign clans here, the stronghold has become unsafe. His Majesty instead sent someone back every five years to check on it. I swear, I didn't come here like this five years ago. ”
Wren was really drunk.
Couldn't he simply receive the goods and finish the matter if he received a mage tower?
If there is a mage tower where the enemy is entrenched, it is not that price! Gotta add money!
"Let's land first!"
In fact, during the landing, Wren found that something was wrong.
The Eye Demon said that it was not enough to descend two hundred meters, and Wren decisively chose to let the Eye Demon retreat.
Miraculously, the fog actually released them.
At first glance, it is only 50 meters above the ground.
While feeling the sunshine outside, everyone looked suspicious of life, and couldn't help but look at Rennes in unison.
"Ender, and the four of you are camping here, by the way, check the surrounding situation, and I'll take Guntea and Sanders in."
Gontya frowned: "My lord, this is ......"
Looking at the system prompt, Wren's voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "A huge spatial passage." ”
Everyone's faces changed slightly.
Guide Ander was extremely surprised: "My lord, I didn't lie to you, the Mage Tower is indeed here. ”
"That's right! It's here, and even though it's far away, I can still sense the fire element it emits. However, it's on the other side of the world, and if my perception is correct, it's 2 miles away from here in a straight line. ”
It doesn't sound very far, the problem is in this kind of weird place, [perception] can be the most unreliable thing.
Admittedly, Wren can give up.
For one, he didn't have the coordinates of the other Legendary Mage Towers.
Second, other mage towers are not necessarily better than Chahawk mage towers.
Even if there is an accident in this mage tower, with the core and building diagram in hand, it is less difficult to start than other mage towers.
To be on the safe side, Wren asked Guntea to bring seven days' worth of water and food for three people, and he and Sanders each brought one for three days.
Upon entering the mist, Wren summoned two elemental bands, the seemingly mundane translucent bands were actually safety ropes made of water elementals. Under the elemental control of the legendary archmage of Wren, these two straps are stronger than steel cables.
Reluctantly, Wren raised his voice and shouted, "I have been ordered by King Algar to receive the Chahawk Mage Tower!" Those who are willing to accept my righteousness, please answer my call. ”
Wren said as he raised the warhammer-like token in Young's hand, which radiated a warm and soft glow that looked like the glow of a small fireplace.
Wren attempts to get a response from the mage Tataring.
He was disappointed.
In the case of too poor vision, of course, it is impossible for someone Lei to break into it stupidly like a little white.
First, he used the [Dancing Light Technique] to release 108 light balls as light sources, and the strange thing was that the light balls that could originally illuminate an area of nearly 100 square meters became a candle in the wind when they were a little farther away, and the light was extremely dim.
Wren can sense the position of each ball of light, but lighting just can't.
The dark vision he had received from the blessings of the dwarven ancestors was not easy to use.
This misty world seemed to devour not only the light source, but also everyone, like a giant vortex, pulling them towards the center of the mist.
If it weren't for the clear guidance given to Wren by the system, Wren would have even thought that it was pointless to go in any direction when the fog was getting thicker and thicker.
"How do you feel?" Wren asked.
"It sucks." Gontya muttered, "This is the barbarian's least favorite area to fight. ”
Instead, Sanders hesitated: "It's weird, I have a strange and familiar feeling." ”
"Huh?"
After walking for a while, the surroundings became quieter and quieter, as if the faint sound of the wind flowing in the air also fell silent.
As he walked, Wren felt that the water elemental belt suddenly emptied, and the two guys ...... Gone.
(End of chapter)