The pale land has hills and rivers, but it is generally a plain. An ordinary person, with normal vision, can vaguely see the scene two or three kilometers away. Kaxiu and the other three are all masters of the fighter level, so they can naturally see farther and more clearly. But the planet is round, so the end of their vision will not reach an exaggerated level.
In other words, the limits of their vision are naturally constrained.
However, in the pale land, the limit of vision is meaningless, because the ash falling from the sky blocks the view and people cannot see far.
Even Kaxiu and others could only barely see one or two hundred meters.
If you are further away, you can only hear the sound. And the sound needs to be loud enough, because when the ashes fall to the ground, there will be a sound.
Three figures stood outside the city of Gray, like isolated bamboo poles on the flat ground. Dense pieces of Gray fell from the sky, looking like light catkins or colorful snowflakes. A slight air current from high altitude could carry large pieces of Gray in a wave-like trajectory visible to the naked eye. The Gray fell to the ground with a rustling sound, and there was an inexplicable sense of loneliness.
Kaxiu looked around and saw a flat expanse of white stretching to the end of the plain. The standing rocks, strange trees, hills, and flat land were all covered in silver, as if it was the dead of winter. However, the pale land did not feel cold like winter, but instead had an indescribable heat.
Just like fire poison, it is fierce, grows and spreads.
A hand slowly stretched out and caught a sliver of white ash in the air.
The ash suddenly dissipated, and two streams of air went straight into Kaxiu's hands.
One of them can be called pale fire poison, and the other is a more concentrated breath of disaster. Yes, compared to the countless dark creatures, powerful disaster spirits or undead spirits on the pale land, the environment of the pale land itself is more deadly, and the concentration of disaster here is higher.
If the soul walks directly in the pale earth environment, then the time he can last is only half of the original time. In this way, the Gray City can indeed be regarded as a novice village.
The concentration of disasters there is quite low, and the danger level is not too high.
“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”
Suddenly, a sound like grease burning in flames came from the ghost man and the iron knight. In their hands, they held a green stone the size of a finger knuckle, which glowed slightly, as if resisting the disaster in the ash.
Kaxiu naturally knew what it was, the ghost had already told him. The mission item, the Shelter Stone, provided free of charge by Black Rain Villa could protect the reporter from being harmed in a high concentration of disaster environment. However, each Shelter Stone could only last for ten hours, and the number was very scarce.
This is an expensive one-time consumable, and it cannot be compared with the defensive array of the shelter tower that can be reused. The ghost man also gave Kaxiu one five minutes ago, but he was not very happy. Obviously, his own shelter stones were not enough, and he felt a little sorry to give Kaxiu one for free.
The pale ash fell, and Kaxiu held the protection stone in his hand, but put it in his pocket. He exhaled a little hot air from his nostrils, and the magic elephant secret weapon automatically started to work. The life magnetic field of the golem radiated from the core of the body in circles, penetrating through the bones, muscles and skin like water.
Finally it reaches the surface of the body, like black scales.
The ash fell on the scales, the fire poison was excluded, and half of the disaster airflow was also removed. It was no different from the environment of the Ash City.
The ghost and the iron knight looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They all looked at Kaxiu, whose body seemed to be covered with large black scales, like an ancient sacrificial totem.
"It's not enough. The resistance to disasters can be even higher..."
Kaxiu muttered to himself, and he followed the trinity of breathing, heart rate, and blood circulation frequency, and used all his strength to activate the golem's secret weapon.
Suddenly, the spirit of the golem surged and boiled in its body, and then gushed out from under its skin like hot water bubbling. It enveloped Kashu like steam and turned into a black column of air that shot straight into the sky.
The ghost man and the iron knight involuntarily retreated more than ten meters.
They could sense a strong and threatening demonic aura.
call…
The black steam swirled into a vortex. In the vortex, a huge figure loomed, and finally appeared completely on the pale earth.
The golem, standing in the ash rain, was four meters tall. It was not a slender streamlined figure, but a towering tank. The knees and shoulders were tumorous and protruding, like the steel shoulder armor of an ancient knight. The inverted triangle back was covered with dense spikes on the surface of the spine, like teeth biting each other, inexplicably hideous.
Look at the sharp and stiff arcs of the joints and the heavy muscles.
This is clearly a terrifying fighting machine born for killing.
The demon man grabbed the sickle with both hands, and the power surged through his body, suppressing the fear in his heart. The Iron Knight also took a full-strength fighting posture, with his left arm across his body and the heavy sword stuck in the crook of his arm.
“Huh~”
Two hurricanes rushed out from the nostrils of the demon elephant, winding like snakes.
"Don't be nervous, both of you. It's just another form of my boxing will. This is a world of disaster, and our bodies are made up of spirit. The boxing will combines with the spirit to condense into a shape, and can change the form..."
The golem suddenly opened its mouth and spoke, its voice as loud as a huge bell.
When Gui Ren heard this, he gradually let down his guard. He had once had the good fortune to briefly meet a martial arts master and had seen him take action.
The spirit surged and rose, and as the punch was thrown, the illusion of boxing will naturally formed. The same was true for Kaxiu, but this guy's boxing will was too evil and too demonic.
It's just like, just like some kind of powerful dark creature!
Winter, winter, winter…
The four-meter-tall golem walked towards them step by step, and the ground shook slightly.
The golem's face showed an expression of human-like thinking.
Kaxiu discovered that the Golem Secret Martial Arts was very suitable for the Disaster World. He pushed the technique with all his strength, using his spirit to condense and gather the Golem illusion. This illusion could actually be maintained, and the consumption of Kaxiu was very small.
Only one percent or even one thousandth of the real world.
In the golem state, Kaxiu's resistance to high concentrations of disaster auras actually leapt several levels and reached an extremely high level, twenty times the original! In other words, he can move freely in places like Gray City with low concentrations of disasters for two hundred hours. Being able to move in the Pale Land for a hundred hours is about four days. With Kaxiu's mobility, four days is enough for him to reach another special area.
"It seems that the Magic Elephant Secret Weapon has inherited some of the characteristics of the dark creature Golem while imitating it. For example, it is resistant to disasters and has a strong deterrent effect on low-level dark creatures." Kaxiu commented in his heart: "But it is a secret weapon after all, not a real dark creature. So it still cannot survive directly in the disaster world like dark creatures..."
He simply adjusted himself to the situation and became familiar with it. Then he turned around and said to the Ghost Knight, "Let's go. I'll lead the way."
winter.
The golem took a step forward, leaving a deep footprint. In a few strides, it walked dozens of meters, moving forward against the sky full of ash.
Behind him, the ghost man and the iron knight looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads. Kashu's devilish posture was really scary.
But the two were well-informed after all, so they didn't lose their composure. After a little adjustment, the ghost man and the iron knight followed and entered the pale.
The ash swept across the sky and turned into a cloud of white flakes when it fell. The world of disaster was not the real world, but it still had the law of the jungle. Low-level dark creatures that had lost their minds were no different from normal beasts.
A large dry tree spread across the ground. The trunk was not a solid, solid tree, but a bunch of dark green arm-like vines twisted and entangled together. The surface was covered with dense black thorns.
The position of the treetops was particularly strange. They were not branches or leaves, but roots that danced wildly, like tentacles. At the end of the roots, human baby-like arms fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint glow.
A group of bat-like dark creatures flew across the sky. They had bodies like human babies, deformed heads, and wings formed by overlapping layers of flesh membranes. Black water was dripping from the ends of the wings.
The black water fell to the ground and suddenly turned into flames and burned.
They flew in groups over the forest, heading towards the burning river. One or two of them flew too low, causing the dead trees and forest to riot. Black tentacles shot out like snakes, dancing wildly in the air like seaweed drifting with the waves. A tree was triggered, and the noise caused caused a large area of the forest to riot.
At first glance, it was simply a rolling black ocean. In the ocean, there were countless struggling claws, floating and sinking in despair.
A dozen bat-like dark creatures were caught and dragged away in an instant. In a few seconds, nothing was left of them.
The remaining survivors flapped their wings and flew high, and soon disappeared at the end of the rain. Not far away, a group of bats fell. In front of them was a river, but the river was not flowing with water, but fire.
It was a liquid, flowing white fire that quietly burned the air.
The black fire on the wings of these bat-like dark creatures needs to be replenished by soaking in this liquid white fire. Many dark creatures in the pale land need this liquid fire. Some soak in it, some drink it, and some wait and ambush at the source of the fire.
For example, right now, more than fifty bats jumped into the river of fire to soak.
Next to the Fire River, there were densely packed Pyracantha grasses. In the middle of the Pyracantha grasses, a two-meter-long lizard was eager to try. It also looked strange, with a head in front and a head at the tail. There were also tumor-like protrusions on its back, forming an outline similar to a human face.
From the holes in the tumor, wisps of green smoke slowly merged into the air.
stop!
The lizard rushed out and jumped into the river of fire. The tumor on its back fired green poisonous arrows, which directly pierced several bats. Its two heads opened together and opened its mouth to bite the bat's baby-like body.
The sickle-like teeth tore at it, wanting to feast on it.
Unexpectedly, it thought the bat was prey, but in fact the bat was bait.
A three-meter-tall figure suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the liquid flame, and bit the lizard in two with its huge mouth. Its huge body stood up, and the eyes on the surface of its shell emitted a strange light. Its claws like pincers grabbed the two halves of the lizard's body and were about to send it into its big mouth.
Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong!
A series of tank-like sounds came quickly from far away.
The dark centipede-like creature stopped and turned around in confusion.
Peng!
!
It was as if it had been hit by a train, and its entire upper body flew out, leaving only half of its body lying in the flaming river. The upper half of its body rolled on the ground, but it was not yet dead. A huge camel-toe-like foot stepped down heavily, crushing it into a pulp and turning it into a pit.
In the gray and white rain, a tall iron tower stands tall.
As soon as it appeared, a domineering and dangerous aura spread rapidly along the river bank. The dark creatures lurking in the bushes or in the river were startled, whimpering and roaring a few times, and then quickly fled in all directions.
The golem that Kaxiu transformed into lowered its head slightly and absorbed the life vibration energy of the centipede. He was clearing the way for the ghost man and the iron knight. There would be a trace of his aura where he walked, and the wild beasts dared not walk nearby. In addition, he was also testing the deterrent power of the golem's aura.
After more than a dozen encounters, Kaxiu almost understood. The aura of the golem is more intimidating than the strongest disaster spirit, but it is definitely not as powerful as the ultimate dark form. It can only intimidate wild beasts.
He felt that this was actually quite practical. There was no need to waste time and energy on some small fish, and avoid over-consumption before the real hunt. Kaxiu loosened his palm, and the absorption of life vibration energy ended.
The golem took big steps and walked into the tentacle forest.
Everything was the same as usual. The tree was still the same tree, and it didn't move at all. Kaxiu crossed the forest and left. The tentacles of the forest still didn't react at all.
Two minutes later, the ghost man and the iron knight walked in. Immediately, the tentacles danced wildly and the flames whipped, as if it had turned into a hell of demons dancing wildly.
The two were suddenly attacked and were in a bit of a mess. The ghost's robe and mask were a bit damaged, and there were also traces of black flames whipping on the iron knight's armor. Then he broke out of the tentacle forest and caught up with Kaxiu.
"You two..."
Kaxiu was speechless when he saw the dusty ghost. It seemed that he should not explore the way ahead of time and just lead the team like a nanny.
"Follow me closely, I feel the Undead Cemetery is nearby..."
The golem took a step forward, moving forward at a moderate pace.
The ghost man and the iron knight smiled awkwardly and hurriedly followed.
Time passed by minute by minute, and five or six hours had passed since they left the City of Gray. They had already gone deep into the Pale Land.
This is the southeast corner of the pale land, at the top of a hillside.
Three figures stood on it, looking far into the sky.
There, black light and blood were entwined like two pythons.
The smell of decay and danger can be felt from a long distance away.
"Undead Cemetery, here we are..."