The search team entered the deepest part of the holy mountain, and the wolf cavalry who led the way found themselves stepping into a completely strange place.
In the depths of their native land, it is such a strange world.
Hao Ren followed behind Uruk who didn't say a word. A dozen or so knights and monks who accompanied him were guarding and searching on both sides of the road. Everyone's nerves were tense, but they hadn't encountered any enemies yet. .
"The other wolf cavalry have also sent a message," Uruk suddenly muttered, his ears trembling slightly in the air, the werewolf's special secret method of communication allows them to keep in touch with each other in this mountain, "several teams are Touching towards the direction of this valley, they all said that they don't remember the mountain road here."
The situation was just as Hao Ren speculated, the brain monster shielded the valley with some kind of mental interference or the ability to distort perception. For any thinking creature, this is equivalent to digging out an area from the mountain out of thin air—and The disturbed person is still ignorant of this. No one can say when this disturbance began, but one fact is very disturbing: the valley has never appeared on their maps since the historical records of the werewolf migrations to the sacred mountain.
A knight didn't understand for a while, and muttered casually: "Why did you suddenly discover this valley this time?"
Uruk glanced at him: "Because of the protective crystal—this is the first time anyone has walked here while sane."
While walking, Lily suddenly pointed to the front and called out: "There is something in front!"
Hao Ren looked in the direction of Lily's finger, and saw half of the stone pillar protruding from the ground on the snowy slope next to the mountain road ahead, which looked like a remnant of some kind of man-made object. He stepped forward to look, and found that it was a dark obelisk, and there were still uneven traces of runes on the obelisk. An accompanying monk quickly recognized these runes: "It is the mark of those heretics."
"This thing has been abandoned for a long time." Y'zaks stroked the dents on the obelisk that were almost completely corroded, "Can you test it?"
The data terminal floated over and took a photo: "There are paint residues in the dent, at least three or four thousand years ago."
If even this obelisk fragment is from three or four thousand years ago, then the other ruins in this valley will only be older than this time. Ofra looked at the relic in astonishment, and suddenly figured out a lot of things—such as why it was under constant surveillance by the Glory Sect. There are still cultists popping up here without anyone noticing.
Because they are already here!
"They have a longer history than the Glory Sect." Hao Ren clapped his hands and stood up. "Even before the werewolves migrated here, before the establishment of the Holletta Kingdom. Before the establishment of the Glory Sect, this valley They were already enveloped by the power of the brain monsters. They did not develop under the noses of the Glory Sect at all, the situation was just the opposite: it was the Glory Sect and the Holleta Kingdom that developed under the noses of these cultists. "
Ofra had a strange expression, she couldn't accept this fact at all. This was even more unreal than when she first heard that the cultist's lair was hiding in the Beinz area. Even Becky, a mercenary with rough lines, thought this was a bit of a fantasy: "The Regression Sect is older than the Glory Sect? Then this world has long been theirs! They have been hiding here for thousands of years and can't do anything." ?”
Hao Ren waved his hand: "I don't know what they are doing. We can only speak with statistics. At least since the werewolves migrated here, the hinterland of the holy mountain has been shrouded in spiritual interference."
Vivian rubbed her chin thoughtfully: "There must be a reason for being able to endure the secret for thousands of years, and it didn't come out until recently. If it wasn't for their big plan, it would take thousands of years to slowly reveal it." Brewing, is what has changed in recent years. They have to come out and do activities. It should be related to the goddess."
Ofra still frowned. It's hard to believe this. In any case, the fact that those cultists have been hiding in the holy mountain for thousands of years has greatly impacted her worldview. Thousands of years... If this is an ordinary race, how many generations have passed
When did the original cultists gather here? Where do they come from? How do they live here? How to inherit? What kind of connection do they maintain with the outside world? What makes them live in seclusion for thousands of years in such a place without revealing it, and pass down so many generations and still maintain the same fanaticism as before? Just Mind Control by Brain Monsters? Or is there another reason...
"Go ahead," Ophra shook her head, and ordered the knights, "Concentrate and report any hallucinations or other psychological fluctuations as soon as possible."
Even though she was holding the protective crystal, the uneasiness in her heart still permeated. Mind control is such an unpredictable and frightening thing. Its horror is not only that it can make people lose their minds, but also that it can make people completely unaware of all this. It is difficult for a sleeping person to realize that he is in a deep sleep, and a person being targeted by mind control is most likely to have been corrupted when he feels conscious.
Any good mind master knows one trick: the best way to control a prey is to make it feel free. And any instructor responsible for teaching Psychic Defense will remember to remind his students: When you feel that your enemy is not so strong, it often means that you have been defeated.
Uruk and the remaining wolf cavalry walked ahead with cautious expressions. This mountain road is no longer familiar to them, and there are strange side roads and landscapes everywhere in front of them. Even though they are walking on the road of their hometown, they still feel as confused as the foreigners behind them. Now their only advantage is to adapt to the terrain and environment here, so that they have more chances when they are attacked-but God knows if it will help.
"Why do I feel that the brain monster here seems to be stronger than that of Nasathorn?" Lily came to Hao Ren and muttered, "It takes a long time for that brain monster of Nasathorn to control others. Why? This here makes people GG as soon as they enter the mountain?"
"Maybe he set up something here," Hao Ren curled his lips. "Thousands of years, even if it is dug with tentacles, it should dig out a palace."
Lily thought about it seriously, and then poked Vivian's arm next to her: "Bat, do you know how to get to Afang Palace?"
Then Vivian and Hao Ren ignored the husky who gave up treatment.
At this time, Uruk, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, his ears trembled slightly in the cold wind, his nostrils were slightly opened, and a faint smell of stench came from nowhere: "Be careful... something unclean."
Ofra immediately drew out her long sword, and the edge of the sword ignited raging holy flames. Nangong Sanba and Nangong Wudi also narrowed their eyes at the same time. They activated the special skills of the demon hunter. , the snow-capped valley was covered with a strange light blue light and shadow, and all unclean things would be invisible in their vision.
However, it was not these combat experts who were the first to find the enemy, but the stupid cat who had been scurrying around restlessly since entering the mountain, poking here and there: "Go!" suddenly let out an exclamation, and then After a while, it jumped out from behind a big rock not far away: "Meow - there is a monster!"
Almost at the same time as "Roll" rushed back, a strange humanoid creature suddenly rushed out from behind the rock!
It can only be said that he is a "humanoid creature", because this thing has almost completely deviated from the form that humans should have. This monster was festered all over, and it was abnormally tall. It was full of rough wounds and unsuitable muscles all over its body, just like several corpses put together, and it was wearing a strange-looking vest. Embellished with a large number of black crystalline flakes, hissing electric lights burst out continuously, and it doesn't look like the equipment that the Holleta people can make at all.
After the first "stitch monster" popped out, there was a continuous rustling sound, and a large number of such monsters came out from nowhere, and surrounded everyone in the blink of an eye.
Hao Ren didn't know how these monsters escaped everyone's perception, but he didn't have time to think so much at this time. After pulling out his long gun and short cannon from the portable space, he rushed forward immediately: "Get rid of it first!" (To be continued~^~)