Gao Wen said that to see a magnificent wall, of course, not to go to the tower of the sentinel on the border of the wasteland.
The nearest tower of the sentinel is also at the end of the strip-shaped plain in the southern part of the Dark Mountain Range. It is not only the past that has to cross the mountain, but also the ridiculous wasteland that is tens of kilometers wide. It is not something that can be considered now.
But if it’s just a long-awaited look, it’s much simpler. The magnificent wall, like its name, is a giant barrier that can be described as “miracle.” The towers of sentinels up to nearly a kilometer are just the “anchor” of the wall. The wall itself is a layer of magical barrier that connects the clouds. As long as you stand in a higher place in the dark mountains, you can clearly see the upper end of the barrier. Gaowen can also determine the approximate state of the sentry tower.
With amber and his feet, it is not difficult to reach the nearest commanding height in a short period of time, but it is not easy to bring two serfs belonging to ordinary people, so you must first send these two guides back to the camp. .
And you have to go back first and settle down.
Gao Wen looked down at the wreckage of the faint smoky smog: the flesh and blood mud on the wreckage had vanished, but the remaining blood red bones dissipated slowly, and it took about two or three days to completely "evaporate". Before these wrecks are completely dissipated, they should be put to use.
Gao Wen raised the sword of the pioneers and slashed them on the bones that were harder than steel. Soon they cut down their ugly heads and watched the amber look next to them: "Aunt... how are you still?" With a whip corpse... Mom, you are twisted..."
"This thing brings back to the stability of the people with a miraculous effect," Gao Wen looked up at the amber, and threw the chopped skull into the other's arms, then bent down to cut one. "Next, I will get another one."
"Hey!" Amber was exclaimed by the monster's head that Gao Wen suddenly threw. He shouted and shouted. "You are sick! This thing is brought back. You are sure that the peace of mind is not Scared people out of trouble?!"
"For the Cecils who have just been ruined by the distortions, seeing the bodies of these dead monsters is the fastest way to increase confidence and fighting spirit. Although it may be a little emotional, but the effect is the most Ok."
Gao Wen said while cutting a new head, then he did not take care of the other two monsters that fell a little farther, but with one hand on his head and a long sword to the corner where he was hiding, the two lead the way. The serfs also managed to hide in the order.
In fact, they didn’t even dare to look out from the hiding place to see what’s going on outside. They only heard short and fierce battles. Although it sounded like their lord won, they didn’t have the courage to come out. Take a look at the results.
It was not until Gao Wen’s huge blood-red skull appeared, they just woke up, and when they saw the horrible head, they both took a breath and sighed: “God! My God! ”
"God won't help you solve these monsters," Gao Wen said casually. "All the distortions have been killed. Let's go back to the camp."
He deliberately showed his own ease, and seemed to add a random sentence: "But then, these things are as weak as 700 years ago, and they can be used as a sword. This kind of thing can also threaten the camp. Safety?"
The two serfs glanced at each other in amazement, and one of them reacted and nodded again and again: "Yeah, yeah! The Lord Lord, you are so powerful, these monsters are really vulnerable in front of you, and they are vulnerable." !"
Another serf snorted: "But I just heard Miss Amber calling for help..."
"Cough!" Gao Wen coughed two times and interrupted the other party's words. He looked at the amber silently. "She is a trench!"
Amber also reacted and looked serious: "Yes, I am a war! But no matter what you hear, you are wrong!"
"Do you understand? These monsters are not as strong as you think," Gao Wen looked at the two. "Keep this in mind, then go back to the camp."
The two serfs nodded again and again: at this time, as long as they can quickly go back to the camp, everything can be said, not to mention that they have clearly seen it, and the monster’s head has been cut down by the owner of the house!
With two mutated heads, Gao Wen and his team quickly returned from the mountains and returned to the camp.
As he approached the camp, Gao Wen deliberately handed two heads to two serfs, letting them hold the two skulls and swaying in front.
At first, the two serfs were scared by the soul, but they took the skull with the command of the lord, but soon they realized that the bone was already a dead object and it was a dissipating thing. The dead, they finally got the courage, and after the courage, the hatred of the monsters that destroyed the old homes finally spread from their stagnant heart.
They held their skulls high, just like the soldiers holding the flags. They deliberately showed the spoils to the people in the camp who were trembled and probed. Although they were not the monsters, they seemed to be in the process. I shared the glory in general.
The atmosphere of panic and tension is still lingering in the camp, but Gao Wen can imagine that after the two skulls were brought back, the camp’s panic and tension may still be there, but there will be more stability.
For this world full of monsters and beasts, but also the magic tide, people are not afraid of monsters, but can't resist when the monsters attack, just let them see a little hope of defeating the monsters, they It is enough to spur some courage.
Even if these courage is just to let them not escape from the camp on the same day, it is enough.
Amber is very clever in understanding the meaning of Gao Wen. After entering the camp, her first thing is to follow the two serfs and find people around, telling how easy it is to defeat these monsters, especially in her own process. What played a pivotal role, no matter how to call for help.
But for Govin, who is back in the camp, the things to do are just beginning.
He called Hetty: "Hetty, do you know the magical spells in the magical shadow?"
"Understanding, and very skilled," Herti replied with confidence. "Because I can't break through the middle, I can learn the spells that can be learned below the middle level."
Except what is aiming...
"Very good," Gao Wen pressed under the desire of the trough. "You will go with me to the mountain, I need your spells."
"Isn't the monster already destroyed?" Hetty was a bit puzzled. "I saw the spoils you brought back and thought I wanted to get rid of the alarm..."
"That is a temporary peace of mind," Gao Wen shook his head. "The distortions are wandering out of the wasteland, and all the way through the southern strip plain and the whole mountain range. I suspect that the magnificent wall is out." The problem and I suspect that there are more than a few distortions that wandered out."
Heti didn't ask much, but went back to arrange the affairs during his departure. Then he took the staff and put on a short robes that were easy to move in the wild, and prepared for the departure.
Gao Wen found the amber that was being patrolled in the camp. After pulling on the half-elves that evaded the work because of “helping to do propaganda”, the three people went into the mountains again and quickly returned to the monsters. The place to fight.
The huge **** cheekbones are still lying quietly on the mountain road, in a state of constant decomposition.
Amber frowned at the ugly wreckage: "How do you know that there are more monsters? You saw it?"
"You don't know about distortions," Gao Wen said, judging his own judgment. "You know that distortions are more and more tenacious, the number is less and more fragile, and even things that are self-extinguishing when the number is too small. What?"
Don't say amber, even Hetti doesn't know about it: "When the number is too small, it's self-extinguishing? What's going on?"
"Distorted bodies and magical tides complement each other, and may even be two manifestations of the same phenomenon," Gao Wen explained. "The number of distorted bodies has a threshold. After exceeding this threshold, the more the number, the more the magic tide pollution. The stronger it will be, the stronger the pollution will be, the more and the more the distortions will be, and the magic that is ubiquitous in nature is the soil that allows this process to develop. Therefore, a sufficient number of distortions are gathered together. Together, a new magic tide pollution spot can be formed and rapidly expanded and spread; but conversely, if it is lower than that value, the magical water pollution generated by the distortion body will not proliferate, but will not be able to sustain itself. They will continue to weaken, and gradually break down the process in an orderly world. The distortions from the large forces will collapse themselves within three days."
Amber glanced at the wreckage on the ground: "I remember you said that the distortion body will wander blindly or stay in place without sensing the target. In this case, their movement speed is very slow and slow... ..."
"Yes, if there are only four monsters, they will never wander from the wasteland to this place. At their speed, they should dissipate halfway," Gao Wen did not hide his worries. "So these four The monsters are separated from a large army... Maybe they are lost, maybe the team is too loose, but the big troops must exist."
Hetty couldn't help but hold his staff with a little nervousness.
Gao Wen concentrated on the spirit and carefully observed the mountain trails where the monsters wandered.
Distortion is the product of the dark magic tide. Their chaotic and disorderly magic is pungent and eye-catching in this world like rancid sludge. Although these chaotic magics dissipate quickly, these monsters are not long ago. Appeared, so those magic traces are very likely to remain.
Sure enough, after careful concentration, he perceives subtle inconsistencies in one of the directions of the mountain.
That direction is also exactly one of the roads pointing to the southern foothills of the Dark Mountains.