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Chapter 112 The place where the dwarves buried their bones

The dimness before dawn enveloped the canyon of wind.

This is the only way to the southern wilderness. Although in any era in history, the southern wilderness, which is about the area of ​​five Aiqi Kingdoms, has no human settlements or any glorious ancient country. Even some of the earliest orc tribes did not like the mediocrity and desolation of the wasteland. They liked a more wild and harsh environment, liked the giant beasts, monsters, and monsters with dense poisons.

On such a land, there are always some dwarf and goblin tribes. Most of these dwarf and goblin tribes are not civilized and isolated from the world. They have even deliberately hidden their traces because of their natural fear of the outside world. They are as barren and difficult as the wasteland, and rely on some simple planting and collection to reproduce.

But it is worth mentioning that there was once a goblin called the "Moro" tribe, who were naturally cautious merchants. They did not organize large caravans to trade like the earliest human kingdoms, but they carried wicker baskets and skins and wandered to various remote corners of the mainland, and they built goblin shops in the oldest retail method.

The total inventory of each item in these goblin stores is not large, because it is impossible to transport too much inventory by relying on ancient manpower alone, but the types of products have always been very heavy. Basically, each one can only bend over and walk in. It looks like there is only one bed. There are thousands of types of products in the wooden house with several shelves. From jewelry made of lizard teeth, candies with strange tastes, to high-end special magician gems, they are all for sale.

Even in the most war-torn era, the footprints of this goblin tribe were spread all over every corner of the continent, and even in the most remote and desolate places, in some indigenous tribes, and in some monster jungles where orcs could survive, there were traces of goblin shops.

Lanterngrass Town was just a trickster. When the divination technique was briefly popular on the Dorast Continent, a small gathering site built around a famous fortune teller, with only a dozen different types of shops and hostels, and the goblin shop was one of them.

"The Evil Dragon Apostle is the unified title of worshippers and followers of the Evil Dragon on the continent. The huge attraction comes from the power of the Evil Dragon bloodline."

While guiding Ailin and Moss to set up camps in a wood on the hillside, setting up some warning traps, and continued to answer some of the two people's questions.

"In the true sense, the evil dragon apostle who obtained the evil dragon bloodline was killed at the end of the Evil Dragon War. He released the product of the combination of his magical element and blood. The strange particles could allow those who absorbed it to obtain some of his bloodline talents. Then many people discovered that his evil dragon bloodline could not be inherited from holy objects and could be inherited in this way. And all those who obtained the evil dragon bloodline had powerful talents and power... The reason why the evil dragon king Nide was able to command many dragons in that era was because his bloodline was the strongest among all the dragon bloodlines. And the most important thing was that the evil dragon bloodline also had the power of 'filth'."

"They used magic particles and bloodline to condense the life essence, which can filth the blood of other magicians. It is the most powerful and highly poisonous for other magicians, so the magicians who pursue them often die under the means of their death."

"According to the current news, the Evil Dragon Cult has established a secret camp in a valley at the end of the southern end of the Dragon Xi Mountains. The straight distance between the southern end of the Dragon Xi Mountains and our St. Lauren is closer than that area to many places in our Edge Kingdom, but we happened to be two protrusions that reached into the southern wilderness. We came straight to cross a large area of ​​unknown wilderness, so the Evil Dragon Apostles were moving in several cities near the end of the Dragon Xi Mountains. We had never seen any trace of the Evil Dragon Apostles before."

"Because you can transform from the most mediocre magician to a genius like Si Dinghan, and you may even get some powerful techniques taught by the Evil Dragon Camp. So under this pure power temptation, many degenerate magicians will forget their belief in protecting the peace of the continent, and choose to serve the Evil Dragon Apostle to obtain the Evil Dragon Bloodline."

"In order to gain recognition from the Evil Dragon Camp, they can even kill their relatives and friends, assassinate those who guard the kingdom but are considered the most threatening to them. They are the most crazy fallen people who trampled on their beliefs."

"We will fight forever unless all our enemies have died." Moss inexplicably thought of the sentence he saw on the wall of a certain abbey at St. Dawn Academy.

"In order to gain strength, I can kill my relatives and friends, and kill the magicians who protect the peace of their homes. In the future, I must become a combat magician and fight these people."

Moss suddenly felt that his life had more meaning.

"What's wrong?"

Jialan suddenly felt that Ailin's expression in front of her was a little abnormal.

"I don't know, this canyon looks a bit weird."

Ailin frowned and looked at the canyon ahead.

This canyon is a particularly wide canyon, which is equivalent to a plain between two mountains. They are located at the middle end of the canyon, on the higher side of the hillside, but even so, in the light of the light, the ends of the canyon at both ends cannot be seen.

The wind blows from the direction of the southern wilderness, giving people an inexplicably desolate and shrill feeling, and the wind seems to have a whimpering sound.

"This is like some legendary places of resentful souls, giving people the feeling of ghosts floating in the wind." Ailin listened to the sound of the wind and told the truth.

"Look at the canyon plain here, what's the difference between the canyon plain we passed when we rushed over before?" Jialan asked.

"There are no tall trees growing." Ailin immediately saw the difference. In the same area, at least many tall trees will grow in the canyon plains in other places, forming dense jungles, but the canyon plain in front of him is only low shrubs and weeds.

"This place was originally a settlement of mountain dwarves. At the most, more than 30,000 mountain dwarves lived in this valley." Jialan took a deep breath and said softly, "The hillside we used to be on now were full of wine-barrel wooden houses where they lived. In the canyon plain below, they evenly buried a lot of stones transported from the riverbed, in order to prevent miscellaneous trees from growing and affecting their crops. They sow a kind of millet as a staple food in the soil between the gravel and the stones. One third of the year they spent baking bread and making wine. But in the late period of the Dragon War, an evil dragon fleeing army attacked St. Lauren, but all the mountain dwarves tribes here were massacred."

"This is the burial place for more than 30,000 mountain dwarves. Therefore, in many books, this wind-sounding canyon is also called the Dwarves Tears Canyon."

"It is precisely because of these tragic stories that there are so many magicians who sacrifice their lives to fight to avoid these stories from happening again, right?" Ailin imagined the once hilarious scene here, took a deep breath, and such thoughts flashed through his heart.

...

The sun gradually shines on the wind and the canyon, and the whimpering wind seems to have become much smaller.

After a brief take-off, Ailin and Moss, who were sleepless and tired due to the stimulation of freshness, began to seriously ambush and watch.

Because according to the information, the opponent is just a magician who has opened two magic doors, Jialan will only watch and guide during the mission, and will not take action unless there is any special accident.

"Come on! Show up quickly!"

Ailin kept muttering in his heart, wishing that the magician would appear in the canyon in front of him immediately.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Since such a task has been released, it means that some of the previous teams of Exploration Artist have already made accurate judgments on the whereabouts of the artist. But the opposite was true, until noon, the figure of the artist was still not seen.

"Wait for another hour, if the magician does not appear after an hour, the task will be changed to rush to Chishi Village and accept the next task. Chishi Village is not too far from your Colorin Town." Jialan calmly used only Ailin and Moss's whispers to comfort the two already somewhat impatient freshmen: "Any task will have accidents, but you must remain calm and patient when any accidents occur. Especially for this ambush task, even if the other party changes, if they don't pass by us, another magician team will handle it next."

"That's right. Although the targeted enemy should be difficult to escape, if we don't pass by us, we will have no chance of fighting." Mos kept praying in his heart.

But his prayers didn't seem to have much effect.

An hour passed, and there was still no magician passing by in the canyon.

"The ambush mission was cancelled." Jialan put away the small timing hourglass, "Now prepare to rush to the full speed..."

"Teacher Jialan, wait!"

But at this moment, Ailin suddenly turned a stern face and let out a soft cry.

"how?"

"I smelled the aroma of food." Ailin looked at Jialan and said in a lower voice.

"Where?" Most of the vest was so nervous that they were covered in cold sweat.

There are very few people passing through the Wind and Sound Canyon, but now the one who creates the aroma of food is likely to be the magician they set up an ambush and wait for.

"Let's start!"
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