The Truth of Magic

Chapter 381 Legend of the Ruins

Following Vivienne's extraordinary sword "Breaking Evil Slash", it immediately silenced everyone on the spot.

For those civilians who have no combat effectiveness, being able to kill a professional wearing leather armor with a single sword is already extremely powerful.

But for other Arthur or player adventurers, they know that it is not difficult to kill a level one or two adventurer with a single sword.

The difficult thing is to be able to use such a stunning and extreme sword.

Of all the people present, none of them had the confidence that they could withstand that sword in the same situation.

This directly made Zhao Xu's next journey much cleaner, with fewer flies to bother him.

When entering the barren ruins behind, the surrounding dense fog slowly emerged, like a thick gauze, blocking the light of this world.

Even looking high up in the sky, it was still difficult to see Arthur's huge and incomparably hot sun.

At the same time, the ground of the desolate ruins is not the gravel and gravel road in the previous scenes, or the flat stone ground. Although it also has a hard flat layer for the carriage to move forward, but the top is like a layer of barren dust like fine sand.

When a large number of people walked on these barren dust, the raised dust deeply suppressed everyone's sight.

At this moment, even if Zhao Xu didn't use fog-like spells, his visible range in front of him still didn't exceed ten meters.

And when night fell, the surroundings became even more invisible, accompanied by the howling of wild beasts from time to time.

Even if these civilians want to rush again, they will honestly make a simple camp for the night to rest.

Although Vivian and other succubi were not used to camping, this time when she was traveling with Zhao Xu, she deliberately brought the camping supplies and set up a tent in a few clicks.

At this time, everyone lit a bonfire and roasted silently in this winter.

In the current night, Zhao Xu could barely make out the glow of a dozen other bonfires, and it was hard to see what was further away because of the thick fog in the ruins.

Both Zhao Xu and Vivian sat side by side at the entrance of the tent, leaning against the curtain above their heads to block the falling snowflakes in winter.

He also relied on the flames of the bonfire to look at the classics in his hand, while Vivian, who was sitting next to him, did a simple grooming with the clear water produced by Zhao Xu's zero-ring magic "water creation".

As for the others along the way, they were not so lucky. After entering the barren ruins, they were unable to replenish the water source, so the water they brought in was extremely precious drinking water.

Zhao Xu's water making technique was 4 liters of water per level of the caster, and he could produce more clean water than bottled water at a time, so there must be no problem with drinking water.

This is also the reason why Vivian can take out a washbasin to wash her hair with peace of mind, while most of the other people at this moment look dusty.

A few children played recklessly with the ashes, and were severely punished by their parents after making their faces look ashamed.

At this time, the other players who happened to set up a tent opposite Zhao Xu and the others also began to tell ghost stories. After reorganizing some common ghost stories on the earth with Arthur's background, and matching with this icy snow scene, they also told everyone chills.

It's okay for Zhao Xu to have heard most of them before, but Vivienne was listening with great interest at this time, even the comb was half-hanging on her hair, and she didn't pull it down anymore, she just listened intently.

The few people who got together saw the beautiful Vivienne listening to their description carefully, and their interest increased greatly.

At this time, the steward of their caravan was also the butler of the Elasi family, Mr. Gothe, who was not young, coughed deliberately, and then slowly said: "Do you know how this barren land was formed? "

Such issues related to his own real interests immediately aroused everyone's interest, and several guards in the car, who were eating dry food and bread, all stared at him closely.

In Arthur, who doesn't have many ways to entertain after dinner, a group of people sit together and brag to each other, which is actually the most common pastime.

Even if they put a circle of crude ale in front of them, and then put on an aura master performing martial arts, it can be said that they are as decent as the bars on Earth.

Zhao Xu did test his "knowledge and skills" at first, and he even heard the legend of this ruin in his previous life.

"Let me tell you." At this time, the housekeeper Gothe quietly opened the aluminum can bottle he carried with him, and took a sip of the wine, "This is the ruins after World War I."

"Cut." Immediately, a group of audience around made disdainful voices.

Including Zhao Xu, his curiosity fell to the bottom.

All he knew in his previous life was this rumor, and he even had close contact with it on the spot.

"Hmph." At this time, the housekeeper Gao De, hearing everyone's displeasure, immediately emphasized: "What I want to say is naturally not that simple."

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

Immediately, everyone who was present and heard it showed a thoughtful look.

"At the beginning, it was said that there was an immortal strong man who blocked the blow of the ancient gods. It's just that the power of that blow was too huge. Even though it was pushed aside, the energy still penetrated into the land under the feet."

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

Only then did the housekeeper tell the legend he had heard at a dinner table word for word.

After such an exaggeration from him, everyone couldn't help feeling fascinated.

Just the overflowing energy turned the land under the feet, which spanned an extremely long distance, into nothingness.

Then how terrifying was that blow back then? If the target was directly aimed at the town, wouldn't the town be wiped out?

Vivienne was also curious, and she said softly to Zhao Xu, "It seems that the overflow of negative energy has wiped out life. But we can't feel it now."

Hearing this, Zhao Xu also nodded.

It is not uncommon for all vitality to be wiped out for a while. The problem is that the vitality of this land has been wiped out for an unknown number of years, which is a bit strange.

Generally, in this case, there must be a negative energy core with continuous overflowing power nearby.

However, none of Zhao Xu and his group had ever been affected by negative energy.

"Hey, you can't explain why there is such a fog that cannot be seen directly."

Suddenly, someone was not intimidated all at once. Although he didn't raise the question that Zhao Xu was thinking, he also touched another direction.

What is the fog that persists for many years?

The housekeeper Gothe laughed generously at the moment, "I don't know about that, anyway, since I can remember, both Xiluo and Beimeng have organized no less than ten expeditions to try to find out the origin of this barren wasteland. "

The barren ruins and this mysterious fog naturally provided the Northern Alliance with a perfect barrier in the east, but it also restricted its expansion invisibly.

"Housekeeper, when you said that, I also remembered that it is said that the fog in this barren ruins is actually conscious."

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

He directly drew the audience's attention, and he was even more satisfied, "I also whispered something, that was something I observed while hiding. Although the desolate ruins were mixed by two major forces, but A mysterious sacrificial ceremony is quietly held every year."

The sacrificial ceremony needs to be carried out quietly, naturally because the Orthodox Church forbids living sacrifices.

"Hey, when you say that, I get hairy. We set off this time, but we didn't make offerings to this barren ruins first."

Speaking of which, everyone present was embarrassed and smiled, fleeing for their lives, how could they care so much.

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

But thinking about it, everyone's eyes fell on the look of the housekeeper Gothe. The medicinal material industry run by the Elasi family had to communicate with the Northern Alliance to some extent.

So they must have been this way before.

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

As if feeling that everyone was a little creepy, he immediately explained: "But this is our long-standing custom, just for peace of mind. And it is traditional to do this in a very low-key way, so you are likely to travel with the caravan However, none of them came into contact."

Everyone understands what the butler means.

The road was full of chaos, and they made sacrifices hastily to make other people think what they didn't do. If there is no preparation in advance, everyone is carrying dry food. What about live poultry?

However, Zhao Xu's face was slightly stiff at this moment.

"President?"

Vivienne was keenly aware of this, and she couldn't help leaning sideways next to Zhao Xu, and at the same time touched the hilt of the Holy Avenger's sword directly behind her.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Xu listened to Vivian's concern and inquiry, but his face was a little serious, "Sometimes, it's fine if you don't give it."

"If you don't give enough, that's the big problem."

"Under the overturned nest, there will be no eggs."

As he spoke, Zhao Xu looked at the tents that were built like small hills all the way under the darkness.

"Hey, go back to sleep when you're sleepy." At this time, a woman diagonally across from the campfire patted her partner's shoulder with concern. From the very beginning, the other party drooped his head as if he had fallen asleep.

Who knew, she patted so lightly.

The poet didn't wake up suddenly, but just fell down like this, and his whole body fell into the bonfire.

The fireworks spread to the poet's body in an instant.

It's just that he doesn't wake up anymore.

I just came back at night, and I will make up 3 more tomorrow.