The nameless jungle.
In this undeveloped area far from the center of civilization, similar unnamed areas can be seen everywhere-although all lands have lords, not all lands can be reclaimed.
The kingdom does not have the extra manpower and material resources to develop the border areas close to the wasteland of Gondor, and since the elves helped humans build a magnificent wall that stretches and surrounds the entire wasteland of Gondor with the Sentinel Tower as a node, contemporary countries do not Needing to hoard too many troops on the frontier to deal with the monsters that occasionally wander from the wasteland, the frontier has thus fallen into a vicious cycle of continuous decline.
There is not only one way to go from Cecil to Tanzania in the north, but the official road through the woodland is the closest one. If you choose another route, you will either have to bypass the entire area or cross the more dangerous lawless zone, which is not a wise choice.
The deeper one went into the forest, the darker the sky became, and the thick rotting leaves piled up on the ground became more annoying. Although it is not a big forest here, a forest that is free from human interference and grows wildly has really increased Gawain's knowledge. In his previous life, he lived in a man-made forest made of reinforced concrete. For many years, he could only observe the world from a too distant perspective. Now that he has set foot in it himself, he realizes that his imagination of the natural environment is still too superficial.
But fortunately, he is gradually getting used to this body. The strong physical strength and comprehensive quality of this body itself allow him to face the challenge of surviving in the wilderness relatively easily. Byron Knight and Amber beside him have also experienced mountain crossings. Based on Lin's experience, the trip was not that bad.
It's just that Hetty is going to suffer a little - even if the Cecil family has declined, it is still a noble family with a long history and direct loyalty to the king. In the aristocratic circle, this lady has been well-trained and has a hard-working style, but in the face of the challenges of nature, she really needs some experience.
Besides, for a mage, physical strength itself cannot be so strong.
Rebecca's performance surprised Gao Wen: This girl who looked like a female high school student on earth did not fall behind all the way, and her running in the woods where there were no roads was no worse than those tall and burly soldiers. , Gao Wen asked curiously, but Rebecca was a little embarrassed when she replied: "I was crazy when I was young. I always ran around like a boy, and even explored in the forest of the territory. At that time, I I didn't show any talent for magic. My father thought that I might be able to be trained as a knight... but he was disappointed. But although I can't walk the road of being a knight, I usually pay attention to exercise. After all, the ancestors said that if you want to become A lord who can protect his subjects first needs a strong body... "
Gao Wen nodded silently. Although this great-granddaughter on the N+1 floor sometimes seemed to have her head caught by a door, she was still quite simple and upright.
This is rare in aristocratic circles.
The great-granddaughter on the nth floor next to her who was almost out of breath had to learn a little bit.
"There may be some monsters in the depths of this forest, but they won't be very strong." Knight Byron picked up a black mass from the ground with his long sword, and the mass slowly became dark at the tip of his sword. It is transparent and gradually dissipates in the air. "Shadow elements are enriched. There should be a natural magic focus in the center of the woodland, but it should be a very weak one."
"It must be very weak," Amber twirled a delicate little dagger in her hand, looking around while talking, "If there is really a high-quality magic focus, this forest must have been announced by the Mystic Society or the Astrologer Association long ago. It has been their territory since ancient times. And looking at the surrounding plants... there is no obvious variation, indicating that the degree of element enrichment here is not even affected by flowers and plants."
Gao Wen looked at the two field survival experts in surprise: "You guys seem to understand it very well?"
Rebecca glanced at Byron: "Uncle Byron used to be a mercenary before serving my father."
Byron didn't seem very used to mentioning the past: "It's all in the past, miss."
The small dagger in Humber's hand turned more and more cheerfully: "Tch, with a vicissitudes on his face, who hasn't pointed it yet?"
Although the half-elf lady's face was full of "my past is also very powerful, so you come and ask me if I'm okay", Gawain didn't intend to cooperate with this girl's performance at all. From this short one-and-a-half-day contact, he has enough understanding of the other party's temper. Her rich field knowledge is probably due to the fact that she will be chased and killed by the patrol team all over the city every now and then, and then she has to get into it. She was trained to survive in the wilderness in the woods, but if you really want to ask, she will definitely not say that. She will definitely tell you a thrilling and magnificent story—for example, she once traveled the entire continent and chatted with the Elf King and so on...
While talking, they had already walked further into the forest. The surrounding trees grew denser, and the skylight shining on the ground through the treetops also became more sparse.
Gawain raised his head, and between the shadowy branches, the huge sun was divided into fine spots of light, as if a huge plate was turned upside down in the sky, and the sun shining on his body seemed even colder. Some.
Betty, who was the weakest, couldn't help but sneezed. She felt her hands were so cold that the pan almost fell to the ground.
Amber stopped the small movement of spinning the dagger, she suddenly lowered her body, a pair of light-colored eyes flashed with a look of vigilance, she looked at Gao Wen, and breathed out a white breath when she spoke: "Do you feel... the temperature is a little bit cold now? Too low?"
Hetty's eyes flickered suddenly, and the fatigue from the previous journey was suppressed abruptly. She raised her staff and slammed it on the ground, and at the same time quickly uttered a difficult incantation: Detect Distortion.
This is a general-purpose magic, which can be learned from the second level of official mages. Magisters up to the ninth level have corresponding spell models. This spell is not offensive, and its function is to detect hidden within a certain range. Energetic phenomena, such as hidden magic traps or invisible energy fields. In the case of full casting, Detect Distortion can detect traces of energy up to one level higher than the level of the caster—and Hetty is a third-level mage.
In terms of professional level, Hetty, a third-level mage (the peak of the low level), is weaker than Byron who has entered the middle level (although it is only at the primary level), but from the perspective of the convenience and versatility of magic, her spells can play a greater role than force.
With the activation of the distortion detection effect, Gao Wen found that there was fog around him.
No, that's not fog, but the previously hidden spiritual body energy that is already dense enough to affect the material world.
They gathered from all directions, constantly enriching and becoming stronger. At this moment, they were so thick that it was almost impossible to see the trees tens of meters away, and in the tumbling pale mist, some people could still be seen faintly. The hazy shadow flashed by.
Betty's eyes widened in horror, and she was about to scream, but Gawain covered her mouth: "Shh, don't make any noise, it will disturb the things in the fog."
The little girl's eyes were wide open, tears were about to flow out, and she nodded hard while clutching the pan in her hand.
Gao Wen couldn't help but shook his head: He had never been scared to cry when he saw a giant dragon before, but he was so scared now, it's true that people have different weaknesses.
"What are these things?" Rebecca was also a little scared. She clenched her staff tightly, and there were already some small sparks jumping at the tip of the staff. "When were we... surrounded by these things?"
"Mist of Wraith, hell," Hetty gritted his teeth, "How can there be such a thing here?"
Gawain has already found the corresponding knowledge in memory of the fog of resentful spirits. It is a product that can be produced naturally or artificially. Among them, the natural ones are more common: in places where shadow energy gathers and undead wander, The mist of wraiths has a very low probability of appearing. It is part of the shadow environment, but it is also affected by the breath of the undead, making it extremely destructive. But this mist is invisible after it appears—it takes shape and grows in the spirit world, and no trace of it can be seen in the material world.
Unless the victim has stepped into the depths of the mist.
It will unknowingly kill the victims who stray into it slowly, and complete this process through low temperature and the illusions and fears that invade the mind. If ordinary people stray into it, many times they will not understand it until they die What happened because they couldn't see anything until they died.
The Fog does not appear until the moment their souls fall into the Shadowlands, taking over all their dying memories.
It is also possible to artificially create the mist of wraiths, but the conditions are too harsh and the requirements for the caster are extremely high, and the effect is not as good as most spells of the same level, so those dark psychics will not waste time on it .
Gawain had already drawn out his Pioneer Sword, but he didn't make any attacks: the mist of wraiths is very special, although it will take damage as long as it enters its range, but in fact it will not actively attack at the beginning, the damage is just It is only an inherent attribute of the "negative environment", and it will only go berserk when the "things" in the fog are disturbed.
And the mist of wraith after berserk is very difficult to deal with.
Gawain wasn't sure if the mist had been disturbed, so he didn't order an attack, but cautiously searched for the weak point of the mist, waiting for an opportunity to break out, but just as he did so, there was a soft, ethereal laugh The sound suddenly came to his ears from a certain direction deep in the fog.
Damn chicken was tricked by a cloud of fog!
Gao Wen immediately raised his long sword and swung it down in the direction of the sound. A dark red flame broke away from the blade, splitting a vague image in the mist into two.
"Jihuo, the one who is scurrying around in the fog and still wearing white!"