Chapter 1341

At this time, the front suddenly bright, a small town into the eyes of five people.

"Come on, let's get out of town."

This is a small farm town. In the plantations around the town, what is planted is not wheat, but a kind of vine fruit.

At a glance, the field is full of man-made wooden frames, dense, not spectacular.

It has been several months since the harvest season, and the vines on the trellis show a yellow color.

On the ground, there are many unknown fruits about the size of half a fist. They almost cover the whole ground. They have rotted and lost their original color, and there is a "stench" in the air.

It's clear that the town has been left unattended during the harvest season.

The reason is obvious. It's still within the range of the demons.

For the fleeing five people, although they have no impression of the town, there is still a smell left in the city, which they are familiar with. It is the smell of demons.

At one time, the town was overrun by demons.

At this time, the town is not peaceful. For some people who come here by chance, today is their day of bad luck, but also their lucky day.

Night is coming, a group of people dressed like travelers came to the town not long ago.

Located on the edge of the kingdom of Brisbane, the town has not been cleared by the first Legion.

Although there are no demons, human bones can be seen everywhere.

However, when they enter the small town, they seem to have been used to the bones everywhere on the street, and they are very casual and indifferent.

Not long ago, they entered through the east gate, with about 30 people.

They walked cautiously along the main road, looking at the buildings on both sides, as if they were looking for something.

Although they were dressed like travelers, almost all of them were armed with guns. Only a few of them were empty handed and looked around as if they were curious about everything.

Among those who are armed with guns, some are armed with weapons for close combat, not daggers, but swords. It is obvious that a few of them are martial artists.

"Looking at this small town, it must have been ruined by demons. It's not a good idea to spend the night here."

While walking, a person in front of the team nervously looked at the buildings on both sides and whispered.

To this, the companion beside him laughs and laughs: "what are you afraid of? Is it the devil? If those things were still there, we would have been attacked when we entered the town. I said, "boss Glen, you are so timid at any time."

"Shut up, I'm not afraid. I'm cautious. What's the situation in the kingdom of Brisbane now? What is the situation in Australia? In this period of war, even if there are no demons, it is not wise to come here. "

To glen's scolding, his subordinates just laughed, shrugged and said, "who can't get along with money? Although it's dangerous, this risk is worth taking. We're not the martial arts guild that only knows how to abide by the rules. We're mercenaries. Life and death have long been indifferent in this business. How can we have a good life without taking risks? "

At this time, another man with a gun said: "I think the boss is right. Those guys dare to enter the kingdom of bris, which is full of risks, at this special time. I don't know what their purpose is. It's really curious. Look at their equipment, it's strange. It's not like digging graves."

"What's tomb digging? That's archaeology."

A man in the rear couldn't listen to the old men in front of him and retorted.

This made Glen a little stunned and forgot to look back at the speaker.

It was an old man over 50 years old. His hair was white, but his spirit was still strong.

The pace is suspended. Glen leaves the front line and walks side by side with the old man.

Glen apologetically said to the old man, "Dr. Olson, we are all big men. If anything is wrong, don't take it to heart."

With a smile, Orson said: "it's OK. You have doubts in your heart. It's natural. Now Austria is really dangerous. You're right about that."

"Then why did the old man choose this time?"

Glen didn't understand.

After touching his non-existent beard, Orson narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "I have been studying the origin of" human beings "all my life. If I find any trace, how can I restrain myself? The first Legion launched a war in Austria. I'm afraid it will take several years before the end of the war. I can't wait

I see

Glen suddenly realized.

For these eccentric historians, the slightest new clue is enough to make them crazy. Even if they pay their lives for it, they can't stop them from revealing the real answer.

But

A little curious, Glenn asked: "Dr. Orson, as far as I know, the history of Austria is only a thousand years. Thousands of years ago, in the middle ages, the continent was still in a wild age, without any civilization. It was only when the continent was discovered by tourists that it became a place of exile for criminals. Since then, it has become a place of exile for criminals, Austria has gradually developed into a human society. In such a short history, how can there be anything Dr. Olsen needs? "

"Oh? So you know a lot about human history? "

Orson was surprised at Glen's knowledge.

Since the dark ages, most of the previous historical documents have been destroyed or lost.

For most people, human history before the dark ages is a blank.

Orson did not expect that Glen should be so familiar with the history of Austria.

With a smile, Glen explained, "I've always loved history books since I was a child, but as a martial arts artist, sometimes I have to give up some fun. Although I can't be as erudite as Dr. Olsen, I understand human history more or less."

"So..." Orson nodded clearly.

Orson didn't hide it. Since the young man beside him has this interest, he has something in common.

Orson is not stingy and doesn't think Glen has other ideas.

In this era, archaeology is not a popular profession, because antiques have no value. No one will spend a lot of money on an antique that has no value. After all, this era is not a Renaissance era.