Gently holding up this page, which would make any man feel inferior, with three fingers of his right hand, Li Yan slowly wrapped his mental power around it. His almost meticulous mental power might be able to discover something.
Then, something even weirder happened: I couldn¡¯t feel the pages of the book in my hand at all mentally! It seemed that there was no object on the outstretched finger. If Li Yan hadn't opened his eyes and stared at it, he would have thought that the page had disappeared. [com]
¡®It seems like it¡¯s causing trouble. ¡¯ The biggest discovery is that it can¡¯t even be detected with mental power. Putting the page in his arms, Li Yan started to dissect the cover of the book without hesitation. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anything similar to the page in his arms. He carefully read the entire book from beginning to end. Searched everywhere.
Recalling the books and information he had read in his mind again, he still had no clue. Knowing that the secret of this page was not something he could see for the time being, Li Yan simply stopped caring about it, calmed down his thoughts and began to meditate.
After walking out of the south exit of the Bloody Alley, you can reach the small town of Mokdo where Li Yan and his party stayed not long after continuing south. If you go west, you need to walk nearly a hundred kilometers to see a village.
Like most of the illegal buildings in Endres far away from the central town, this remote village to the west of the bloody lane was founded by a group of escaped slaves who escaped the harsh exploitation of a certain manor owner. The name is also very simple, Stone Village.
There is a large bulging hill in the north of the village. In the middle of the night, this hill looks particularly eerie and terrifying like an enlarged tomb.
At this moment, a dark figure came straight to the top of the hill silently like a ghost.
"May the darkness of our Lord permeate the world, and the messenger in black pays homage to the apostle!" As soon as he reached the top of the hill, the dark figure immediately bowed down to a big tree with twisted branches in front of him.
Exactly twenty seconds later, a figure slowly appeared on top of the eerily still tree in the evening breeze. Like a monk from the Undead Tribe in Warcraft, this figure hid his entire body in a suit of armor. In the black robe.
"How are things going?" An extremely hoarse, unpleasant voice came out, like the last moan of a dying crow.
The envoy in black who was kneeling on the ground did not dare to neglect and said quickly: "Master Apostle, things have changed! Originally, Yuan was moved by the medal of the Principality of Philip and the autograph of Count Luci presented by his subordinates, and had already planned a raid on Ximen Pass. Plan. But the insider arranged by Euan conveyed a message that a convoy of nobles would pass through the bloody alley, so Euan planned to do one last robbery before the raid.
His subordinates tried their best to dissuade him, but Youan proposed to use the heads of the nobles in that team as bargaining chips to surrender to Fei Lie. Moreover, that team only had two third-level knights and one third-level thief, and their power was far inferior to that of Youan. It was not good for his subordinates. They tried to stop him again, but he didn't expect that there was a magician hidden among them. "
"Then what?"
"Yesterday evening, Youan died in battle and the thieves group was destroyed."
"Idiot!" A hoarse roar came out, and before the black-clothed envoy kneeling on the ground could react, two rays of light shot out from the hands of the black shadow on the tree, instantly piercing the black-clothed envoy's shoulders. "Puff" Two rays of light penetrated the shoulders and drilled two deep holes in the ground. What's strange is that there is no blood flowing out of the black-clothed messenger's shoulders that were penetrated by the ghostly light, but there is a circle of pale flames burning around the wounds.
With a muffled groan, the kneeling man in black twitched violently all over his body, but he did not dare to move at all.
After a long time, the hoarse voice came again: "Have you checked the information about that mage?"
The black-clothed envoy trembled and said: "They stayed in Mokdo Town for a while at noon today, and my subordinates investigated. The people around called the mage Mr. Allen. He was very young and usually dressed like a bard."
¡®Alan? Could it be him again? ¡¯ The apostle waved his hand and said, ¡°Go to the Nether Palace to receive the punishment yourself.¡±
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the messenger in black stood up quickly and disappeared outside the hill in the blink of an eye, as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Let's go, babies." Until the black shadow completely disappeared, the apostle chuckled. In the dark surrounding environment, a black mist filled the air from his outstretched right hand, and soon the mountain was covered with water. The village under the post was completely shrouded.
A terrible thing happened. The faces of the peacefully sleeping villagers in the village were suddenly distorted after being invaded by this black mist, as if they were suffering extremely severe pain in their sleep. Within a few seconds, crackling sounds were heard one after another, and the flesh and skin of these villagers turned out to be They cracked one after another, and then the pale bones burst from the flesh and blood.Break free from the siege.
Finger bones, hand bones, neck bones, sternum and finally the skull and tibia. It was as simple as taking off the coat. These bones hidden deep inside the human body formed skeletons that climbed up at an extremely fast speed, pushing away without a trace. Solid doors and windows gathered towards the hill one after another, and on top of the original bed there were only piles of hideous and disgusting flesh and blood with no real features visible.
Gangqi, just hearing the name gives people a tough feeling. However, only when you really see the city of Gangqi will you know that the shock it brings to people is far beyond what a tough person can describe.
In the west of Hangerui Province, in the center of hundreds of square kilometers of plains, Gangchi City lies on the land like an eternal giant beast. Ignoring the scorching summer sun, the towering city walls tens of meters high shine with black light. The brown light exudes a calm but powerful aura.
Unlike Pompeii, which needed to show the majesty and majesty of a capital city and had a lot of carvings on the city wall, Gonchi City was completely built for war. The entire dark brown city wall is straight and smooth, and there are countless sharp eaves about four centimeters long on the city wall. The steel thorns are densely lined up in a line. It is conceivable that in a city defense battle, these steel thorns alone can cause huge damage to the enemy troops attacking the city.
Every one hundred and fifty meters, there is a semicircular bastion protruding from the city wall. In wartime, these bastions will become terrifying harvesters of life.
It was the afternoon, and there was a long queue in front of the city gate that looked small against the backdrop of the huge Gangchi City. At first glance, this noisy queue included caravans, adventure groups, and adventurers walking alone. Civilians and soldiers guarding the city were patrolling back and forth, sweating profusely. From time to time, cavalrymen riding on elite war horses and shouting loudly around the moat passed by just outside the city like the wind.
"Oh! Oh! Gangqi City is here!"
A sound like the howl of a wolf came, and the patrolling soldiers frowned and sighed in their hearts, ¡®Another team. ¡¯