The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Generally, the astral body of a superhuman is a layered structure, and there are various marks in it, representing various skills.

You can comprehensively judge a person's level based on the brightness, size, marks and number of layers of the astral body.

You can even judge what skills he has mastered. What he is good at.

This is the conclusion of Alok's long-term use.

The most typical is to judge whether the skill of the necromancer scholar is Hellfire or controlling the undead based on the color of the astral body of the necromancer.

Although Alok cannot see the superhumans who are much higher than his level, and will be interfered by some skills, most of them are fine.

For example, the assassin's "fog" skill made Alok unable to judge Namusa's level, and some interference from the anti-will would even make the astral body that directly hides a part of it. Make your vision invalid.

But this one, a whole bunch of astral bodies mixed together, black and gold light bands entangled endlessly, it looked very chaotic. Even more chaotic than those goats.

I don't know if it's his own problem, or if it interfered with my vision for some reason.

I prefer to think it's their own problem. Or rather, it was a problem with this tribe.

Because other guides had the same problem.

But the fact that the entire tribe was full of extraordinary people still surprised Alok. What a magical aborigine.

His voice was a little hoarse and low, and he hunched his back slightly to introduce today's itinerary to Alok.

"Let's set off now, we have to keep going. We will stop by a stream at noon to rest for half an hour and solve our food problem. Have you brought dry food?"

"Of course. I have brought it." Danis said first.

He looked at Alok and found that Mr. Bilke had an innocent expression on his face, so he knew what happened. He shrugged helplessly and said:

"He has brought it too, and put it here with me."

Dode nodded slightly, glanced at Alok meaningfully, and then turned and walked towards the goat shed with the two of them.

Those behemoths are not very obedient, and can even be said to be a little manic. It's not easy to get along with Alok.

Fortunately, it's not a stubborn donkey. As long as you hold its reins, it will still follow you.

According to Duode, you can't ride in the town, you have to wait until you reach the mountain to ride.

The town he was talking about was probably the city of Vatrice.

Unexpectedly, in Duode's eyes, this was just a town.

Although it was very tiring to lead, Alok still completed the task excellently. He led one to the foot of the mountain.

Only here did Alok get a glimpse of the full view of Mount Vatrice.

The endless peaks stretching in front of him seemed to have no end, and the peaks in the distance were covered by clouds, which had been the case since ancient times.

There was some fog shrouding the mountain, but it dissipated with the morning sun shining behind him.

The sky exuded a light purple color, gradually turning back to the pure blue and white.

As soon as we arrived here, the goat seemed to have changed, no longer crying or making a fuss, and lowered its head to stare at the road ahead.

It can't be called a road, it was a handsome hillside with an inclination angle of at least 45 degrees, with not much vegetation on it, but a lot of stones.

Occasionally, one or two trees grow in the cracks of some rocks, showing the strong vitality of these plants.

When they arrived here, Duode first asked a few people to stop, then walked to the side of the goat and gently patted its knees.

It seemed that the goats could understand Duode's meaning. After one knelt down, the other two also knelt down on the ground so that Alok could climb onto the "horse".

The road was not very steep at first, and it became more and more terrifying as it went on. There was even a time when you walked directly on the mountain wall that was almost vertical to the ground.

Alok was scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

These goats are worthy of the title of goats. Even if the road is so difficult, sitting on them seems to be not bumpy at all.

It is more appropriate to describe it as walking on flat ground. This is their home.

On the way, Duode told Alok about the taboos in words that could only be heard between the three of them.

It was almost the same as what Danis said, but Alok still listened carefully.

There is one difference. Duode said, "Don't talk loudly here, especially at night. It's best to go to bed quickly."

At this time, Alok took the opportunity to ask his own question: "Will there be heavy fog at night?"

Duode turned his head and looked at Alok deeply. He neither nodded nor shook his head, but just looked at him, making him feel that he asked a question that he shouldn't ask.

But Duode still answered him: "If there is heavy fog, go to sleep before the fog dissipates. Wake up when the fog comes again."

This shows that there will indeed be fog. What Yier said is right.

But Duode's statement is very strange. Wake up when the fog comes again?

Does it mean the evening of the next day? Or the morning?

Strange.

"Is it okay to meditate here?" Alok asked again.

Duode still stared at Alok with that scrutinizing look, and was silent for a long time, without answering the question. Instead, he said, "You look like a traveler."

Alok smiled and acquiesced to this statement, but did not ask any more questions. Lest he make Duode unhappy and let the goat flip him over to the cliff.

He just quietly opened his astral vision, intending to observe the astral world and the sea of ​​spiritual power from a close distance. To see how magical it was.

However, the scene before him was far beyond his expectations.

A deep pit appeared in the sea of ​​spiritual power, a huge deep pit, a deep pit that could not be seen at a glance.

It was like an abyss!

And Alok was moving towards the abyss.

It was like a funnel, and like a huge whirlpool on the sea. The dark scene shocked Alok completely.

This~~~

Such a sensory impact made him feel a strong fear at this moment. The innate fear of the unknown is also the fear of this darkness and the abyss.

The abyss is connected to the sea of ​​spiritual power, and countless spiritual particles fall down, and then change from the original color to black. The speed is not fast, just like the continuous falling of sand.

The deep pit is bottomless, and the darkness makes Alok think of two characters.

No, it should be gods.

The fallen god and the goddess of vengeance!

And Alok and several others are moving into the deep pit.

He had a thought of retreating.

But then, he cheered himself up.

It doesn't matter, even if Il faces it alone, it can get by, which means there is not much danger.

Besides, I still have two guides.

However, the feeling of heading towards the abyss is very repulsive.

But he did not turn off his astral vision. Escape is not the solution to the problem.

However, his originally relaxed brows frowned, and his mind was focused on everything happening around him.

The goats suddenly changed their appearance under the astral vision, and their will bodies became different from before.

The goats now can be called the Nightmare of Vatrice.

Under the astral vision, the dark will body plus the dark green eyes, the goat hair on the body turned into dark black flames, dancing around Alok.

But this flame did not cause any harm to Alok. If Alok could not see, he could not even feel the temperature of the flame.

He did not dare to look at the dark green pupils of the Nightmare of Vatrice, for fear of the horror that Ir said.

The sky of the astral world was also a little different. The original various colors became only two colors.

Gold and black.

He looked up at the starry sky above his head, and saw himself getting deeper and deeper into the abyss.

The goat moved very quickly, and with its huge size, it walked faster than Alok ran on the mountain.

When he turned around, he could no longer see the road he came from. He could only see the endless mountains and the steep cliffs behind him.

He did not look back, the road was ahead.

As he continued to move forward, the sea of ​​spiritual power seemed to have changed again. This surprised Alok greatly.

He thought that this was it, and he would continue to move forward in the abyss until he got out of the mountain?

But the extraordinary world seemed to be more complicated than Alok thought.

The sea of ​​spiritual power seemed to have ushered in the dawn, and the curtain covering the abyss began to be lifted. Revealing the true face inside.