With Vivian's outstanding sword "Destroying Evil", everyone was immediately silenced.
For those civilians who have no fighting ability, being able to kill a professional wearing leather armor with one sword is already extremely powerful.
But for other Arthurs or player adventurers, they know that it is not difficult to kill a level one or two adventurer directly with one sword.
What's difficult is being able to use such a stunning sword.
No one present was confident that he could withstand that sword in the same situation.
This directly made Zhao Xu's next journey much cleaner, with fewer flies to disturb him.
When we entered the desolate ruins later, the surrounding thick fog slowly emerged. They were like a thick gauze, cutting off the light in this world.
Even if he looked high into the sky, it was still difficult to see Arthur's huge, blazing sun.
At the same time, the ground in the deserted ruins is not the gravel road or the flat stone ground in the previous scenes. Although it also has a hard flat layer for the carriage to move forward, the top part seems to be covered with 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.
Even if Zhao Xu didn't use fog spells at this moment, his visual range in front of him still did not exceed ten meters.
And when night falls, the surroundings become even more invisible, accompanied by the howling of wild beasts from time to time.
Even if these civilians want to rush on their way again, they will just make a simple camp and rest for the night.
Although succubi like Vivian were not in the habit of camping, this time when traveling with Zhao Xu, she deliberately brought camping supplies and set up a tent in a few seconds.
At this time, everyone lit a bonfire and warmed themselves up silently in this winter day.
In the darkness at this moment, Zhao Xu could only barely make out the glow of more than a dozen bonfires. Those further away were difficult to see clearly because of the thick fog in the ruins.
Zhao Xu and Vivian were both sitting side by side at the entrance of the tent, leaning against the curtain above their heads to block the drifting snowflakes in winter.
He also relied on the flames of the bonfire to look at the classics in his hands. Vivian, who was sitting next to him, was simply washing herself with the water created by Zhao Xu using the zero-ring magic "Water Making Technique".
As for the other people along the way, they were not so lucky. After entering the desolate ruins, they were unable to replenish water sources, so the water they brought in was extremely precious drinking water.
Zhao Xu's water-making technique provides 4 liters of water per caster level. He can produce more clean water at one time than bottled water, so there must be no drinking water problems.
This is why Vivian can safely take out a washbasin to wash her hair. Most of the others at this moment look dusty.
Several children played wantonly with the ashes and were severely punished by their parents after they were disgraced.
At this time, several other players who happened to set up tents opposite Zhao Xu and the others also began to tell ghost stories. They reorganized some common ghost stories on the earth into the background of Arthur, and combined them with the bone-chilling snow scene to make everyone feel chilled.
Zhao Xu had heard most of it before, which was okay, but Vivian was listening with great interest at this time. Even the comb was half hung on her hair, and she didn't pull it down anymore, just listening in rapt attention.
The few people who gathered together became even more interested when they saw that the beautiful Vivian was listening carefully to their descriptions.
At this time, the steward of their caravan was also the steward of the Elasi family. Mr. Gothe, who was quite old, coughed specially and then slowly spoke: "Do you know how this desolate ruins were formed? "
Such issues related to their own real interests immediately aroused everyone's interest. Several of the escorts who were eating dry food and bread were staring at him closely.
In Arthur, where there are not many entertainment options after meals, a group of people sitting together and bragging to each other is actually the most common pastime.
Even if they put a circle of crude ale in front of them, and then add an atmosphere master who demonstrates martial arts, it can be said that it looks like a bar on Earth.
Zhao Xu did test his "knowledge and skills" initially, and he even heard people mention the legend of this ruins in his previous life.
"Let me tell you." At this time, the butler Gao De quietly opened the aluminum can and wine bottle he carried with him and took a sip of wine. "This is a relic after the First World War."
"Tch." Suddenly a group of listeners around them made disdainful sounds.
Including Zhao Xu, his curiosity fell to the bottom.
He knew this rumor in his previous life, and he even had close contact with it.
"Humph." At this time, the housekeeper Gaode could hear everyone's dissatisfaction, and he immediately emphasized: "What I want to say is naturally not that simple."
"The reason why this land is in ruins is actually because of the gods." Butler Gothe said in a low voice.
Immediately everyone present and heard looked thoughtful.
"It was said that there was an immortal strong man who blocked the blow of the ancient gods. But the power of that blow was too huge. Even though it was deflected, the energy still penetrated into the land under his feet."
"In the end, this land lost its original brilliant light, and everything died, as if the life force was drained completely."
The butler then told the legend he heard at a dinner table word for word.
After all his compliments, everyone couldn't help but feel fascinated.
Just the overflowing energy turned the extremely long land beneath his feet into nothingness.
How terrifying was such a blow back then? If the target was aimed directly at a town, wouldn't it mean that the town would be annihilated
Vivian also looked curious. She whispered to Zhao Xu: "It's like the negative energy overflowed and wiped out life. But we can't feel it now."
Hearing this, Zhao Xu also nodded.
It is not unusual for a person to lose all vitality in a short period of time. The problem is that the vitality of this land has been directly wiped out for an unknown number of years, which is a bit strange.
Generally, this situation must be caused by a negative energy core that continues to overflow power nearby.
However, none of Zhao Xu and his group have ever been affected by negative energy.
"Hey, you can't explain why there is this kind of fog that cannot be looked directly at."
Suddenly, someone was not frightened at once. Although he did not raise the question that Zhao Xu thought, he also touched another direction.
What is this fog that persists for many years
Butler Gao De smiled generously at this moment, "I don't know about this. Anyway, since I can remember, both Xiluo and Beimen have organized no less than ten exploration teams to try to find out the origin of this desolate wasteland. "
The desolate ruins and this mysterious fog naturally provide the Northern Alliance with a perfect barrier in the eastern direction, but it also limits its expansion invisibly.
"Butler, when you said that, I also remembered that it is said that the fog in this desolate ruins is actually conscious."
At this time, a young wanderer deliberately raised his voice and said.
He directly attracted the attention of the whole audience, and he was even more satisfied in his heart. "I also whispered that it was something I observed while hiding. Although the desolate ruins were mixed with two major forces, Mysterious sacrificial rituals are quietly performed every year.”
The sacrificial ceremony needs to be carried out quietly, naturally because the Zhengshen Church prohibits living sacrifices.
"Hey, when you said that, I got mad. When we set out this time, we didn't make any sacrifices to this desolate ruins first."
After saying that, everyone present smiled awkwardly and ran for their lives in a panic. How could they care so much.
It's just that people who don't usually make a living by walking on this road are desperately trying to remember whether this thing really happened.
And after thinking about it, everyone's eyes fell on the look of the steward Gaode. The medicinal materials industry run by the Elasi family must be interoperable with the Northern Alliance to some extent.
So they must have walked this road before.
At this time, the butler also turned pale, "Before we entered this place, according to custom, we buried a freshly killed live bird in a special place."
As if he sensed 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 low-key manner, so you are likely to travel with the caravan. I have never been exposed to it.”
Everyone also understands what the housekeeper means.
This road was in chaos, and they rashly performed sacrifices to let others who didn't do them think what they thought. If there is no preparation in advance, everyone will only carry dry food. What kind of live poultry are there
However, Zhao Xu's face was slightly stiff at this time.
"President?"
Vivian was keenly aware of this, and she couldn't help but lean close to Zhao Xu, and at the same time, her hand directly touched the hilt of the Holy Avenger's sword behind her.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Xu listened to Vivian's concerned inquiry, but his expression was a bit stern, "Sometimes, it's okay if you don't give it."
“If we don’t give enough, that’s the big problem.”
"When the nest is overturned, there are no eggs left intact."
As he spoke, Zhao Xu looked at the endless tents set up like hills in the darkness.
"Hey, if you feel sleepy, go back to sleep." At this time, a woman diagonally across from the bonfire patted her partner on the shoulder with concern. From the beginning, the other party had his head drooped, as if he was asleep.
Who knew that she would pat him so lightly.
The poet did not wake up suddenly, but fell down and fell into the bonfire.
The fireworks instantly spread to the poet's body.
But he no longer wakes up.
I just came back tonight and will update 3 more tomorrow.
(End of chapter)