Chapter 381

With Wei Wei An that super class outstanding sword "break evil cut", directly let everyone silence on the spot.

For those civilians who have no combat effectiveness, it is extremely powerful to stab a professional wearing leather armor with one sword.

But for other Arthur or gamer adventurers, they know it's not hard to kill a level two adventurer with a single sword.

It's hard to be able to use such an amazing sword.

None of the people present was confident that he could resist the sword in the same situation.

This directly made Zhao Xu's next journey much cleaner, less flies to disturb.

After entering the wasteland, the dense fog around slowly emerged. They were like deep gauze, isolating the light from the sky and earth.

Even looking up into the sky, it is still difficult to see Arthur's huge and blazing sun.

At the same time, the ground of the wasteland is not the gravel pavement or flat stone pavement of the previous scene. Although it also has a hard flat layer for the carriage to move forward, the top is like a layer of desert dust like fine sand.

When a large number of people walk on the barren ash soil, the dust raised has deeply suppressed everyone's sight.

At the moment, even if Zhao Xu didn't use fog magic, the visual range in front of him was still less than ten meters.

And when the night came, the surrounding became more out of reach, accompanied by the howling of wild animals from time to time.

Even if these civilians want to go on their way again, they are doing a simple camp for the night.

Although Wei Wei'an and other demons are not in the habit of setting up camp, this time she went out with Zhao Xu, she still took the materials for camping, and set up a tent in two or three times.

At this time, we all have a bonfire, quietly baking fire in this winter.

In the night at the moment, Zhao Xu could barely recognize the glow of more than ten other bonfires, and farther away, it was difficult to see clearly because of the thick fog of the ruins.

Zhao Xu and Wei Wei An are sitting side by side at the mouth of the tent, leaning against the curtain over their heads to block the winter snowflakes.

He also relies on the flame light of the bonfire to look at the classics in his hand. Wei Wei'an, who is sitting next to him, simply combs and cleans with the clear water produced by Zhao Xu's "water making technique".

As for the other people along the way, they were not so lucky. After entering the wasteland, they could not supply water. Therefore, the water specially brought in was extremely precious drinking water.

In Zhao Xu's water making technique, each caster's level is 4 liters of water. He can produce about 70% of the barreled water at a time. There must be no drinking water problem.

This is the reason why Vivian can take out a washbasin to wash her hair. At the moment, most of the other people are dusty.

A few children with those ashes wantonly play, make disheartened after parents severely teach a meal.

At this time, several players, who were just in the tent opposite to Zhao Xu, began to tell ghost stories. After reorganizing some common ghost stories in the earth with Arthur's background, they also made everyone feel chilly with the icy snow.

Most of Zhao Xu had heard of it before, but it was Wei Wei an who was very interested in listening. Even the comb was half hung on her hair and didn't pull it down any more. She was absorbed.

Together several people, looking at the beautiful appearance of Vivian also listen to their description, is greatly increased.

At this time, the manager of the caravan, who was also the housekeeper of the Aracy family, coughed for a while and then began to speak slowly: "do you know how this wasteland was formed?"

Such issues related to their own practical interests immediately aroused everyone's interest. Several guards who ate dry food and bread were staring at him closely.

After dinner, there are not many entertainment measures for Arthur. A group of people sit together and brag with each other, which is actually the most common pastime.

They even put a circle of rough ale in front of them, and then they had an atmosphere master who demonstrated martial arts skills. It can be said that there is not much difference between them and the earth.

Zhao Xu did test his "knowledge and skills" in the first place. Even in his previous life, he had heard people mention the legend of the ruins.

"I'll tell you." At this time, the housekeeper Gao de quietly opened his aluminum bottle and sipped the wine, "this is the site after the first World War."

"Cut." All of a sudden, a group of listeners around made a disdainful voice.

Including Zhao Xu, his curiosity fell to the bottom.

In his previous life, he knew this news, and he even had contact with it nearby.

"Hum." At this time, the housekeeper, Gao De, heard everyone's resentment. He immediately stressed, "what I want to say is naturally not so simple."

"The reason why this piece of land has become ruins is actually related to gods." Said the Butler in a low voice.

All the people who were present and heard all showed a thoughtful look."At the beginning, it is said that they were the immortal strong ones who blocked the attack of the ancient gods. It's just that the power of that blow is too great. Although it is removed, the energy still penetrates into the land under the feet. "

"In the end, the land lost its original brilliance, and everything died, as if it drained the vitality completely."

The housekeeper said the legend he had heard one time, one word at a time.

After such a contrast, everyone could not help but be fascinated.

Just the overflowing energy makes the land under your feet, which spans a long distance, into nothingness.

What was the horror of that attack.

At this time, Vivian also looked curious. She whispered to Zhao Xu: "it seems that the negative energy overflows and erases life. But now we don't feel it. "

Hearing this, Zhao Xu also nodded.

It is not uncommon that all vitality will be erased for a while. However, the vitality of this land has been directly erased for more than several years, which is a little strange.

In general, it must be a negative energy core with continuous spillover capacity nearby.

But Zhao Xu and his group of people, not half of them have been affected by negative energy.

"Well, you can't explain why there is such fog that can't be looked directly at."

All of a sudden, someone didn't frighten him. Although he didn't put forward the question that Zhao Xu thought, he also touched another direction.

What is the fog that has persisted for many years?

"I don't know. From what I can remember, both Xiluo and BEIMENG have organized more than ten exploration troops to try to find out the source of this wasteland."

The barren ruins and the mysterious fog naturally provided the northern alliance with a perfect barrier in the eastern direction, but it also restricted its expansion direction.

"Housekeeper, I remember what you said. It is said that the fog in this desolate wasteland is actually conscious."

At this time, a young wanderer deliberately raised his voice.

He directly attracted the attention of the whole audience, and was even more satisfied. "I tell you secretly that although the wasteland is mixed by two forces, mysterious sacrificial ceremonies are held every year."

The sacrifice ceremony needs to be carried out quietly, naturally because the Church of God forbids living sacrifice.

"Well, if you say that, I'll lose my hair. This time we set out, we didn't offer anything to this wasteland first. "

All the people present were embarrassed and laughed. They ran for their lives in chaos. Where could they care so much.

It's just that people who don't usually make a living by crossing this road are trying to remember whether it really happened.

Thinking about it, everyone's eyes fell on the look of steward Gao De, and the medicine industry run by the Aracy family should exchange with the Northern Alliance to some extent.

So they must have gone this way before.

At this time, the housekeeper was also pale. "Before we entered this area, we buried a live bird just killed in a special place according to the custom."

As if feeling some creeps, he immediately explained: "but this is our custom all the time, just to seek peace of mind, and the tradition of doing this thing is very low-key and quietly, so you are likely to travel with the caravan, did not touch."

We all know a little bit about housekeeper.

The road was in chaos. They made sacrifices rashly to let others think what they had not done. If they did not prepare in advance, they would carry dry food. What are the live birds there?

However, Zhao Xu's face was slightly stiff.

"President?"

Vivian is acutely aware of this, and she can't help but lean close to Zhao Xu, at the same time, her hand directly touches the hilt of the sacred Avenger behind her.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Xu listened to Wei Wei'an's concern and asked, but his face was a little grim, "sometimes, it's OK not to pour."

"Not enough, that's the big problem."

"Under the cover of the nest, there is no complete egg."

Said Zhao Xu, looking at this piece of darkness, all the way like a hill of tents built.

"Well, if you are sleepy, go back to sleep." At this time, a woman on the opposite side of the campfire patted her partner on the shoulder. From the beginning, the other side drooped her head, as if she were asleep.

Who knows, she patted it so lightly.

The poet didn't wake up suddenly. Instead, he fell down and fell into the fire.

Fireworks spread to the poet's body in an instant.

But he didn't wake up.

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