Letting go of the reins, he slapped the vulture with a slap, "Forget it, we'll talk about it when you come back."
The vulture ran away, with a gust of wind and lightning, and passed most of the cableway in a blink of an eye, leaving the thick and silent hanging palace behind.
Kevin: "..." A half-spoken person should be struck by lightning!
Book Two: The Image Among the Thorns
Chapter 22
As we all know, there is actually more than one tomb on the mainland.
According to the "Calendar", the saddest and most magnificent scene in the old era is the evening when all the people fall, the golden red glow is like blood, the birds and beasts scream, and the rivers and seas pour down, just falling like stars and returning to the same place, that is The end of the old age is also the beginning of the after age.
Therefore, the old people in those days actually had a common giant cemetery, which was called the Tomb of Wan. Of course, Wan is an exaggeration, just to appear magnificent. I actually counted on my fingers, except for a hundred or so juniors, only two of the three masters of the old era were lying in it.
The maverick who didn't lie in the tomb of ten thousand is Guangming Fae.
For Phaeth fell later than the others, he lasted till dusk ended and night fell, closing his eyes as the last light faded.
However, these are all from legends and records, and the actual situation has long been untestable. Just like no one can tell clearly, who built such a dangerous tomb for the fallen people and Phaer who died in the end.
"I hate the people who built the tomb..." Ban put his arms around the vulture's neck, angrily.
Before setting off from the Xuan Palace, Kevin also prepared a vulture for him. Compared with other people, its body is relatively short, but its limbs are strong, its wings are wide, and its running is not inferior to those big men. It couldn't be more suitable for a half-sized man like Ban to be a mount.
But this little bastard didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he insisted on running by himself, and firmly believed that he could surpass most of the vultures during the long journey and lead the way alone.
So he knelt down on his knees.
After most of the day's journey, the vulture was still running fast, but Ban was about to ascend to heaven. In the end, Kevin couldn't see it, whistled, and called the little vulture to the front, picked up the dying lion, which was foaming at the mouth, and threw it on the horse's back.
A consolation is attached: "Yes!"
"I see that it's not that far away on the map!" Ben cried out, his hands and feet were limp when he turned back into a human form, and he couldn't straighten up after lying on the horse's back.
Kevin glanced at him and said, "Which mental retardation told you that a straight line between two points on the map represents the actual distance?"
class:"… "
Unfortunately, it was himself.
"How far is it? Can we get there before dark?" Ban looked up at the road in front of him half-deadly, and couldn't help asking.
Kevin touched his dog's head with a smile, raised his hand and pointed to the distance, and said softly, "Did you see that hill? We'll be there soon."
Ben squinted his eyes in a daze, and carefully distinguished in the thick rain and fog in the distance for a long time, but he couldn't find the so-called small hill.
"Where are you looking? Over there." Kevin raised his hand and slapped him, pointing again.
"Ah?" Ben's line of sight extended along his arm, not daring to deviate from it at all.
After a while, the bewildered little lion slowly opened his mouth wide, his eyes completely petrified. He was dumbfounded for a moment, then jumped up suddenly, pointed to a tall columnar mountain that yearned for the sun in the distance, and shouted: "Go to your little hill! Is that a small hill?!"
Kevin snorted, and scolded, "You're only a little old and you love to scold people, so I'll ask someone to arrest you and take you to etiquette class."
The little lion said "bah", "Who dares to catch it!"
"Emperor." Kevin said as a matter of course.
The little lion looked at him expressionlessly: "... your country is really strange, the emperor still has to listen to you, are you his father?"
Kevin: "..."
The sky was blue and black, and a thin layer of night floated up.
The heavy rain slowed down a little in the afternoon, and after several hours of procrastination, it finally stopped gradually. As soon as the rain stopped, the flying insects became more energetic.
The elite squad selected by Oswald is composed of members from the three major legions of Bronze, Red Iron, and Ugin, and almost all of them are officers. Although there are no commanders or deputy commanders, they are usually the best in each legion, so no one wants them to be injured during this long journey.
Before departure, the Legion equipped each of them with a pair of close-fitting light armor, which can cover most of the vital parts of the body without being clumsy. Each wears a hooded rain cloak and a fine-mesh copper wire mask.
Such full armor