After listening to the stories of the undead, Sawan finally had some preliminary understanding of the catastrophe, but because the undead of these nobles did not belong to the core of power, they did not know many things. Although they gave Sawan a detailed picture of the end times, it was still not comprehensive, and he still did not understand the key questions of what caused the end to come.

Sawin said to himself, "It seems that we still have to find the place where the stone slab suggests, maybe we can get more information when we get there." ”

So Sawan said to the undead, "I'm going to a place, can you tell me the exact location?" and Sawan told the undead the information on the tablet. To Savan's surprise, however, the undead did not fully understand the implications, but they did reveal some useful information.

"Lord of the night, the heart of Onerens refers to the former capital of the Empire. The undead explained: "The axe god and the stick god are two mountains, located on the east and west sides of the capital, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter are the four gods who used to be sacrificed regularly. ”

Sawan saw that the undead didn't know this information, it seems that this should be a very confidential thing, which means that the person who brought this information to the other world at that time must be the high-ranking figures of the Aganasminder Empire, or the royal family at that time, because the meaning revealed in it is that he is ready to return to Onelens one day and start a new era.

Either way, Savan knew he had to go to this place, and if the situation allowed, he would set up the teleportation well there, after all, it was once the heart of the empire, and there should be a lot of useful information buried there.

Sawan asked the undead, "I am going to the capital of the Empire, can you show me the way?"

The undead said, "The undead of our level can't go very far, but if the master needs us to go with us, we can attach it to the Sword of the Night, so that the master can carry us with us." But there is one thing that the master needs to know, we must not be sacrificed, or we will be sucked into it by the Sword of Night. ”

Savan said, "Even if I had the heart to do this, I don't know how to sacrifice." ”

"I naturally understand this. Also, there is one more thing, this ...... Sacrifice...... How should it be held?" Savan asked, somewhat unnaturally.

"We don't know about this, the Lord of the Night has a unique set of spells, which has always been known only to the Lord of the Night, and outsiders can't know about it, so we can't answer this question either. The undead replied.

"Okay, so be it. Sawan said, "Let's rest for a while and get ready to hit the road, how far is it from here to the Imperial Capital?"

"It takes about a year to ride a horse, and about three years to walk. ”

"So far!" Sawan almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, this distance was too far, he only said that he could arrive in ten days and a half months, but he didn't expect it to be so far.

Sawin wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and asked, "What if it flies?"

"Can the master fly?" the undead seemed a little surprised, and after a pause, they said, "If it is flying, maybe a few months......

Sawin was actually taken aback, not because of the distance, but because he found that the undead actually had different emotions, and he thought that these undead would always have a lifeless tone.

After resting for a few hours, Savan decided to leave for the capital of the Empire, and it was difficult to feel good in this large cemetery, so it was better to leave early. The undead were like smoked smoke, all gathered around the Sword of the Night, and then disappeared without a trace, only to see that the Sword of Night seemed to be plated with a faint layer of green.

Sawan reloaded his belongings and returned to the entrance to the cavern, only to hear a sharp whistling sound, the storm still going on outside. Looking at the dark sandstorm, Savin shook his head helplessly, and at this time, the Sword of Night suddenly moved, and a green undead appeared in front of Savin.

"What's the matter?" asked Savan.

"Master, it's autumn, and I'm afraid this storm will last for months. Is the master considering waiting for the storm to pass before hitting the road?" said the undead.

"How many months does it take to stop?" asked Savin, surprised.

"Yes, master. There is always a big storm in the fall, and it usually lasts for several months before it stops. The undead said.

"How did you live after a few months of such a storm?" asked Savan curiously.

"We're going to open the barrier, so as long as we stay in the barrier, there's no danger and life can go on as usual. The undead replied.

Sawan thought to himself: "The magical civilization here is really relatively advanced, and even ordinary people can use magic in their lives, which is even more popular than ours. ”

But Sawan didn't have the patience to stay here for a few months, and the food he brought with him wouldn't last that long, so he had to bite the bullet no matter how the storm raged. Savin said to the undead, "Don't wait, let's go, you undead are all right?"

"Rest assured, master, the storm has no effect on the undead. ”

"Alright, let's hit the road. Savin said, suddenly remembering that he had forgotten to ask what these undead were called, and that they could not be called undead. So he asked again, "What's your name?"

"The host, my name is Orch. ”

"Okay, Olch, let's go. Sawan said, and flew into the wind-swept sky.

Navigating the autumn winds of Onerens was more difficult than Sawin had imagined, not only to flap his wings vigorously, but also to add a strong mental output to make himself move against the wind. In addition to the difficulties caused by the wind itself, the large amount of sand and dust carried by the wind also caused some damage to Savan, and thanks to the fact that he was already a third-order dragon, he would not have been able to sustain himself for a few days.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the undead on the road, no matter how fierce the storm was, Sawin would not have gone in the wrong direction, and if he was alone, he would have lost his way many times. These undead are as transparent as in the wind, no matter how fierce the wind and sand are, they will pass through the bodies of the undead, and the undead will not be affected at all.

Sawan braved the wind every day, and when he couldn't walk, he found a place to hide a little and then continued on his way. The undead had said that it would take at least a few months, but at this time, it was just in time for the autumn storms, and the time was probably much longer. But there was one thing that brought some unexpected surprises to Savan, which even the native-born undead did not expect.

10,000 years ago, Onerens was also a beautiful place, with mountains, seas and all living things, but now the world has become completely silent, and even the sea has dried up, and it is precisely because of this that Savan's journey has been greatly shortened. The undead Olch told Sawan that in the past, to get to the capital, he had to go around the sea, so that even on horseback it would take about a year to walk.

But now that the sea had dried up completely, it was a vast desert, and Sahain would only have to follow a straight line over the desert to reach the capital of the Empire, so that he could cover the distance in about two months. In fact, Savin can't walk in two months, and the food and water he carries can only last so long.

Flying over the already dry sea, Sawin saw an unprecedented scene, he didn't even feel that this was the ocean it used to be, no matter how you looked at it, it was just like ordinary earth, but occasionally a huge skeleton appeared, reminding Sam that there were once powerful creatures in this sea, and they were no less than the huge sea creatures of Hylarsen.

If it weren't for the violent winds, Sahain would have even been willing to stop and admire the dry ocean, which is something that you would never see or want to see anywhere else.

After more than a month of arduous travel, Sahain finally crossed the parched sea and set foot on the flat land again. The undead told him that he should be able to reach the destination of the journey in about ten days.