Dust of History Chapter 1: Out of the Valley

The sunlight broke through the blockade of the distant mountain top, and along with the light, life was scattered into the valley. Several kinds of ferns unique to this place slowly spread out their leaves, hoping to get as much precious sunlight as possible. Even the mushrooms in the crevices of the rocks over there seem to be growing faster. Two or three gray bag beasts came out of nowhere and looked around, and ran away as soon as they saw the Behemoth beside the huge rock.

But if they have enough resolution, they can see that this is actually just a Beamon's corpse, and it is still a quite broken corpse. The fur, which is difficult to be hurt by the sharpest sword, has already been riddled with thousands of holes, exposing the dead gray muscles inside, and even the extremely strong and huge claws have been broken several times.

Asa jumped on Beamon's head and sat down cross-legged, quietly going through the meditation technique from beginning to end. When his mind was as clear as water and his mental state reached the best state, he slowly injected all his magic power into Beamon's body.

He must be extremely careful, this Beamon's puppet corpse is already the key to whether they can get out of here. Although he has been very careful these two days, due to the many times of magical catalysis and control, the internal structure of this Behemoth is already very fragile. If there is a slight mistake in the corpse control technique, it will immediately rot into a mass of carrion. And with their current state and strength, they can no longer hunt and kill one to make a puppet corpse, and he himself is really not confident that he can make another one.

Asa's head was soaked with sweat. To operate a puppet corpse with a huge and strong body like Beamon, the magic power and mental power required for control are not comparable to manipulating other corpses. It would be easier if it was made into a zombie, but the zombie's time would not last long, and the speed at which the combat power would drop significantly would be extremely slow. If it could not keep up with the speed of the team, it would undoubtedly be waste. So he can only make this kind of puppet corpse that is much more complicated, but can fully exert its combat effectiveness and last longer.

Finally, Beamon's body moved. Asa breathed a sigh of relief and jumped down. It finally worked. But today is definitely the last day, and tomorrow this huge corpse may not even have bones left under the corrosion of necromancer magic. He slowly opened his mouth and said to the werewolf who had been standing beside him to protect him: "We must go out of the valley within today."

"Yes. I know." The werewolf Luken nodded. This is a very young, strong and intelligent werewolf, with yellow and white fur, and a pair of eyes that are not like the same kind but are more inclined to human beings. In terms of intelligence alone, he can be regarded as intelligent even among humans. that's it. And what makes Asa feel even more strange is that although he still speaks with the peculiar accent of werewolves, he is already very fluent, and this is definitely not just because of his cleverness.

Asa didn't ask why. Here, all energy and planning are for how to live in the next moment. He sighed, and looked up at the majestic and majestic peaks standing between the sky and the earth around him. No matter how he looked here, he couldn't see the whole picture. There were thick clouds hovering on the mountainside, and there should be even higher snow-white ice peaks on top of them. . And no one knows what else is there.

In the cracks between the most majestic, mysterious and dangerous peaks on these continents, any life seems so insignificant and powerless. Whether it's him or the werewolf next to him, even the Behemoth living here is the same. Looking at the mountains that seemed to support the endless sky, Asa felt this kind of awe for the first time in his life.

That is the real reverence from the soul, the reverence for the heaven and the earth. Those who have been here will realize how powerless and ridiculous the gods enshrine are. Even if there is a **** in this world, they will only live on that peak.

In the clouds, there is a faint sound like the chirping of gold and iron, mixed with the ubiquitous wind, which is the main theme that can be heard everywhere in the Sandefis Mountains. Asa listened attentively. These should be just two or three big eagles, not the dreaded Thunderbird. He looked at Luken and gestured.

The werewolves closed their eyes, parted their furry and pointy ears to the two sides, estimated their flying direction and angle by sound, then nodded and said, "About a kilometer altitude, heading northwest. "

Asa breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, "Let's go." He hoped that this would be the last time he heard the sound of these huge birds. Every day here, you will be attacked by these raptors that are as terrible as the Wyvern, and you can only deal with it by relying on Beamon's puppet corpse. And the team that was looking for ore on the mountainside that day inevitably had a fight with a thunderbird surrounded by blue and white lightning. Although he was killed in the end and obtained more than a dozen feathers that contained magic power on his neck, he paid a heavy price for one werewolf and six lizardmen.

It's a pity that this kind of strange beast, which is born with magical power in its body, cannot be transformed into a puppet corpse. Otherwise, with its unique light and momentum, it can scare away other big eagles just like the Beamon corpse scares away the gray marsupial beast. However, he absolutely dare not transform the corpse of the eagle. A large eagle that violates the airspace indiscriminately and carries other animals on its back may attract dozens of similar attacks. So they can only continue to move outside step by step.

Luken led the others out from under the two huge rocks and prepared to move on. But soon there was another bad news. The ogre named Clorin's injury has further deteriorated, and even the tenacious vitality of the lizardman can no longer support the body to walk. The ribs, which were as thick as an arm, had already been shattered to pieces, and although the several wounds that almost reached the internal organs had healed a little under the healing magic, they still rapidly consumed the ogre's energy and anger. If it wasn't for the inch-thick steel armor that resisted in front of him, his body, which is extremely huge and strong compared to human beings, would be no different from a pile of rags under Beamon's claws.

Asa pondered for a while, and ordered: "Let him take off his armor and throw away his weapon."

After throwing away a total of nearly a thousand catties of steel armor and maces, the seriously injured ogre was carried on the road by Beamon's puppet corpse. But for this reason, they also had to discard a small bag of raw ore that might contain magic jade and star eyes.

"I admire your decision, although it may not be a good decision." The werewolf Luken walked with a small bag of raw ore on his back, and whispered in Asa's ear. A small piece of the star eye and the magic jade can be said to be invaluable, but it is still unknown whether the ogre can be saved.

Asa shook his head and said lightly: "Sedros should and hopes to be able to go out from here as much as possible."

Four ogres, six werewolves, and ten lizardmen, each of these orcs who entered the depths of the Sandefis Mountains is the elite and warrior of the clan. Such a dozen or so individuals can already be counted as a considerable force in Oufu's army. Now there are only two ogres, two werewolves, and one lizardman left. It's less than half of what it was when it came in, and it's all hurt and tired. But because of this, every orc who can go out from here after the test of life and death during this period of time will be the elite of the elite, the warrior of the warriors, this is Oufu's real wealth. And more importantly, this choice in this situation will strengthen a mutual cohesion, which Sedros has always attached great importance to. This invisible force has a profound impact on Oufu. It can't be measured with a few magic gems.

There is another reason that only Asa knows. The injury to this ogre and the loss of other orcs were all due to his misjudgment. He really hopes to get one more person out of here.

The werewolf Luken nodded. I don't know whether to agree or understand the real meaning behind this.

Another werewolf and an ogre with a fairly good body cast a rather emotional look. They were Arkin and Weir. And the last lizardman, West, hissed.

Although everyone here these days has little time and mood to communicate with each other, the experience between life and death makes them familiar with each other faster. None of them spoke, just walked silently with their things on their backs, and it was enough for them to understand each other's expressions and eyes.

Asa spread out the map. This was drawn by Gru, very detailed, and clearly marked the topography of the valley, every water source, and the beasts that haunted it. If it wasn't for Asa's decision to go too deep in the valley and climb up the mountainside, and go to an area outside the map, so many people would not be hurt at all. Of course, there will be no such big gains. A full five bags of raw ore, this is definitely the most raw ore brought out from Sand Fes in history, almost equal to the sum of the output of the previous decades

There are a variety of rich magic raw materials in the Sand Fes Mountains, whether they are used directly after processing or made into magic weapons, armor and props, all of them are the best that people dream of. But the great wealth here also comes with a corresponding great danger. Even the mysterious Diya Valley and Negan's underground labyrinth are dim in front of these majestic and majestic peaks. No one can deny that this mountain range standing abruptly in the north of the barren highland is the most dangerous place on the mainland.

There are weird weather where thunderstorms and ice and snow hurricanes can occur at any time, and there is almost no food and water sources that humans can eat. The extremely dangerous living environment, and the Beamon and Thunderbirds that live here are the most dangerous on the mainland The most aggressive animals, and even the strongest warriors, are vulnerable to these rampaging giants. And the rich magic mineral deposits in the mountains make the whole area perpetually flooded with chaotic magic fluctuations, and magicians with slightly lower levels can't even use magic here. Because of such a dangerous environment, there are very few magic raw materials that can be brought out from here over the years. On the contrary, more and more people died here and became food for wild beasts.

Oufu's action this time has been painstaking. In order to beware of the Necromancer Guild, it is impossible for Gru to leave Oufu for a long time, so Asa led the selected team of orcs to set off from Oufu with the most complete equipment and supplies, and entered after a long journey. Deep in the mountains. Only these orcs with strong ability to survive in the wild can stay as long as possible in this dangerous environment.

And Asa made a strange discovery after coming here. I don't know if it's because of the dark meditation or because of the leaves of the world tree. His magic is not affected much here. According to Sedros, no matter how powerful a magician is, he will be greatly disturbed when using magic here, but Asa doesn't feel anything at all. So he made a bold decision on the spur of the moment: to explore places that even Gru hadn't explored, not only in the valley, but also to climb up the mountain. The things that are easy to find in the valley have already been searched by treasure hunters for so many years.

The reason why he dared to be so bold was because he was confident in his necromancy. As long as you can kill one Beamon, you can kill other Beamon more easily after making corpse puppets, and then make corpse puppets, and then continue to grow...

It was not until later that Asa realized that he was too confident and careless. His self-confidence almost wiped out the entire team.

Although Beamon is quite resistant to magic, if you use poison magic or the vampire knife made by Sandro, it will be much easier to deal with. It's a pity that the vitality in the creatures killed by necromantic magic has mutated, and they cannot be made into corpse puppets. So the team had to fight head-to-head with a Beamon with the help of a few gray bag beast corpse puppets. After killing a lizard man and wounding an ogre, they finally killed the behemoth who was only a cub. Mongolian.

Facing the Beamon cub, Asa used the corpse control technique to make it, but the result was that the corpse was rotten into a puddle of mud. This time Asa thought it was an accident caused by his inexperience with this kind of corpse. But when he failed for the third time, Asa discovered in horror that he was actually not capable of making such a huge creature's corpse puppet.

His magic power is indeed abundant, and the level of necromancy is not low. But he forgot that his abundant magic power came from foreign things, and the rapid progress of necromancer magic was also due to the help of dark meditation. It is the essence of magic, accumulated over time and experience.

He can make and control hundreds of crows, or a few gray marsupials that are taller and stronger than bears. But it was only when he faced Beamon, who was almost a hill in shape and had an extremely strong vitality in his body, that he realized his naivety. With his ability to control spells, which is not much higher than that of a magic apprentice, he can't completely control the huge power in his body. Necromancer magic is very subtle magic, a little mistake will lead to the failure of magic. In terms of Behemoth's size and strength, even Sandro himself could only control three or four corpse puppets.

After several failures in making puppet corpses, the combat effectiveness and number of troops gradually weakened to the point where they could no longer fight Beamon. The last battle with the adult Behemoth caused everyone to suffer serious injuries. The strongest ogre, Clorin, was also dying, and Asa was almost desperate. I don't know if it was luck or an outbreak in a desperate situation, Asa finally made that Behemoth into a puppet corpse. Then it relied on it as the main force, resisting the attacks of the big eagle and other Behemoths every day, and finally gradually collected four pockets of raw ore on the mountainside.

At least judging from the results, his plan was indeed a success. But Asa wasn't happy at all. It can be said that so many orcs died because of his misjudgment. Those are the elites of Oufu, the heroes of the clan. And he couldn't forget that a werewolf and an ogre were actually torn to pieces by Beamon's giant claws to cover him.

On the way down the mountain, Asa found a few scattered corpses that had been dead for an unknown number of years, and there was actually another bag of raw ore next to the corpses. Those who can go deep into the Sand Fes Mountains are definitely top powerhouses. From some high-level magic ornaments, weapons and staffs on the corpses, it can be seen that it should be a well-combined and really strong team. Maybe they were famous figures when they were alive, but it is a pity that here, these people carry many stories and Legendary heroes die as quietly as rats in the gutter.

From these corpses, Asa not only got a bag of raw ore, but also two pieces of magic leather armor and some small magic equipment such as wrist guards and boots. These are all valuable high-end goods, and the most important thing is that there are two well-preserved magic scrolls. It is a good thing that he is using right now.

Looking at the map carefully, Asa took all the factors into consideration, deliberated over and over again, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Judging from the marks on the map, according to the current speed, we can probably arrive at Taniguchi at noon.

It was a small gap between the two high mountains, and it was the entrance for them to enter the deepest part of the Sand Fes Mountains, and it was also the only exit they could reach now. As long as you walk out of the valley, you are out of the most dangerous area of ​​Sandefis Mountain, and the possibility of Thunderbird and Behemoth appearing is very small. Then it will take another day or so to reach the safe zone, where backup supplies are waiting for them.

At noon, when the wind is the least, it is also the only chance to get out of the valley. If it was at other times, just the strong wind from Taniguchi mixed with crushed ice could even blow a werewolf into the air. At that time, when they entered the valley at night, Asa, the werewolf, and the lizardmen were directly blown in. One of the lizardmen was unlucky and was thrown directly onto the rock by a turbulent current and became a lizard patty.

But noon is also the time when Beamon's activities are most active. Asa remembered that Taniguchi should be the activity area of ​​an adult behemoth. At the end of summer, it is the time when the most ferocious, dangerous and aggressive beasts on this continent try their best to find food. It was impossible to sneak away from Beamon, no matter how he hid his tracks, the scent of this group of people would definitely attract that adult Beamon. The smell of werewolves and ogres is to Beamon, who has long been tired of the rough meat of gray marsupials, like the smell of fat from roast chicken and goose to a person who has eaten vegetables and radishes for a month.

A real adult monster that is completely gray in color. This is represented on Gru's map as a large red dot, and on a map of all black lines, it is the largest and most striking distinctive mark. It can be seen that even Gru, who drew the map, is quite concerned about the danger here.

But Asa is not very worried. This can already be regarded as the last battle in the valley, and the two scrolls as the last resort can be used without any scruples. It was a white magic 'paralysis' and a fire 'fire bomb'. The scrolls were carefully wrapped by the adventurers in specially treated magic parchment. Even after the corpses of the owners were turned into ashes, they were still intact and completely usable.

From these two scrolls, it can be seen that the team of adventurers was really extraordinary during their lifetime, even possessing such a rare treasure as the paralysis scroll. Although this spell is not top-notch, but it needs to be transcribed into a scroll that can be cast instantly at any time. According to Asa's acquaintance, only Bishop Ronis has such a cultivation level. The church has always strictly prohibited the clergy from transcribing white magic into scrolls, and it is extremely difficult for a cardinal to violate the prohibition to quietly manufacture such things, so such good things are really rare. In order to ensure the effect of this precious scroll, the magic material used to draw the scroll must be as advanced as possible. But in terms of rarity and rarity, the value of this scroll is probably equivalent to a star eye.

As for scrolls like 'Fire Power Bullets', you can buy them with money, but there are not many top fire magicians on this continent. People only make a few pieces a year at most. And there are quite a few rich people who want to own this kind of scroll that can blow up a city wall, so the price is usually extremely high.

Asa was even looking forward to the appearance of the behemoth behemoth, because after killing it, he could get out of this ghost place. And being able to use this kind of advanced scroll is a rare luxury for me. If the situation permits, the battle can be settled with only one card. Touching the knife on his back, Asa unconsciously smiled for the first time in so many days. With victory in sight, and indeed the last battle, he could have no qualms.

The progress of the troops was as Asa expected ~IndoMTL.com~ and there were no accidents on the way. Before noon, when the wind speed began to weaken, they had already arrived in front of Taniguchi.

If this gap between the mountains is placed in other places, it will look like an open space with a flat river. It is more than one mile wide and five miles long. It is in the shape of a funnel with the bottom facing the valley. On both sides are cliffs thousands of meters high. Due to the peculiar climate and topography of the Sandefis Mountains, there is a strong wind blowing into the valley except at noon every day. The already strong wind was squeezed by the funnel-shaped terrain of Taniguchi, and at the narrowest point, it evolved into a violent airflow that could blow people all over the sky like straws, and became a natural barrier that sent people in and refused to come out.

Seeing the exit not far away, every orc was excited. Walking on the verge of death for so many days, you can see your companions turned into corpses almost every day, and now the exit is in front of you. The lizardman West, who was still relatively vigorous, let out a strange cry.

Asa was not excited. As the leader, although he has made major mistakes, he must always be sober and vigilant. Standing in such a strong upwind place, their scent can float tens of meters into the valley.

Sure enough, Asa's keen senses noticed that the ground began to tremble slightly. Then the ears of both werewolves perked up.