My little country

Xiao Yu quietly swept the strange things in the air with his spiritual sense.

I just feel unclear but fierce.

Prudent heart could not help but prevail.

Even with the majestic throne protection, he still didn't plan to use this connection to establish a portal or something in such a hurry.

In Xiao Yu's plan, he was more inclined to find the old nest or vital parts dominated by Chaos, then teleport, and after offering a beautiful blessing of peace, he would consider committing risks himself.

Under Xiao Yu's caution.

He thought he was an ancient wizard-like wizard, but Romon Losov felt a little strange.

In his devout prayers, he could feel that the gods who had contacted him were watching him, and he could also hear his prayers.

But, why didn't the Lord God give himself a little response?

Did I, Lomonosov, do something wrong?

Or am I too ugly and rejected by Lord God?

Romon Losov was puzzled.

He has been struggling to survive in the sea of ​​chaos for thirty years. During this period of time, he is definitely one of the longest-lived people among the tribes in this sea of ​​suffering.

He has also been in contact with the calling of the gods, and has heard other people's experiences after contacting the gods.

He knew that Lord God would pass down sacred knowledge.

And as long as you understand the knowledge of Lord God, you can set up a magic circle to call him.

Why, this time I can clearly feel the contact between the two sides so close.

But don't have the slightest knowledge or calls flooding into your mind?

Doubts in mind.

Romen Losov did not disrespect the gods at all, but vaguely felt that the gods he came into contact with this time were the true gods, the great ancient gods most likely to succeed in changing all this!

His non-response should... be testing himself!

Yes, it must be like this, God is testing me!

Romon Losov gathered up his spirits, and after three bows and nine knocks, he slowly got up and walked out.

Xiao Yu's perspective followed Romon Losov, an ancient wizard who left the narrow space, and suddenly entered the sewer with a weak blue light.

Looking at those cyan alloys.

Xiao Yu, who was not Wu Xia Amen long ago, immediately recognized them. These were floor tiles and wall tiles, but they were all excellent Hill alloys!

Hill alloy is mainly cyan, with its own shimmer, it can withstand tens of thousands of years of erosion without decay.

In most of its properties, it can be compared with the tertiary alloy made by dwarves.

It is one of the strategic materials of the major forbidden land-level forces.

But I didn't expect that in this super continent dominated by chaos, it would be extravagant to lay the sewers?

The original owners of this continent are really a group of big family!

Gee tut!

Xiao Yu shook his head slightly, seeming to have discovered the truth about why Hill Alloy is extremely rare now in the Lilliputian Kingdom.

I am also aware of the existence of so many Hill alloys.

Xiao Yu looked at Lomonosov seriously again.

This guy who looks like an elf, if his skin becomes fairer, his hair becomes silvery white.

Isn't that the appearance of the Hill royal family who invented and produced Hill alloy?

"These ancient people are the Hill clan that mysteriously disappeared in the ancient records?"

"It is said that the royal family of Hill contains the bloodline of the Thunder Titan, which is comparable to the bloodline of the morningstar of the holy dragon family!"

"Does this explain why these people can still survive like Xiaoqiang even in such a harsh environment?

"No, it's still wrong, my eyes are not deceived."

"The body of the ancient wizard has been tampered with!"

Xiao Yu continued cautiously following the wizard Romon Losov towards the depths of the sewer.

With the help of the cyan gleam, the original ecology of the tribe formed by a group of ragged ancient men and women, like a primitive tribe, appeared in front of Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu also saw the terrible sarcoma of many ancient people.

I even saw an ancient child lying on the wall dying.

Romonrosov held the staff and staggered to the child.

This is a child who does not seem to be abnormal.

It is the future of the tribe in the eyes of Romon Losov.

However, now the child is still dying ill.

"Master Romonrosov, our last healthy child is also sick."

Beside Romon Losov, an old witch with a hunchback and a big bulge on her back approached and said with trembling lips:

"This must be because we have stayed here for too long."

"It must be!"

"Master Romonrosov, please persuade the patriarch to move away, otherwise none of our children will survive."

"..."

Romon Losov looked at the old witch and did not speak.

He was equally heavy.

He shot at this inheritance point, and the ancient people who grew up here, with the help of him and several friends who are also agile and master the mysterious power.

They try their best to allow the tribal population to grow slowly every year.

In the beginning, they did it, and even accepted a group of fleeing tribes of the same race to merge and grow.

Only, from a year ago.

The sewers where they have lived for thirty years have become increasingly dangerous and strange.

Not only will you encounter sudden attacks by crazy monsters.

Among the clansmen, more and more people become mentally disordered and even die from strange diseases.

Especially children under seven years old.

The mortality rate is even today, reaching 100%.

And the old witch has been repeating the warning since a year ago.

Lomonosov also considered whether he should move and leave this sewer.

However, every time he and the patriarch and others went out looking for food, they looked at the dark ruins.

Will hesitate.

Not everyone is so lucky. After leaving his inheritance place, he can find a second inheritance place, and he can also meet his family.

In this dark ruin, in the eyes of different races, it is all synonymous with food!

Not to mention, the dark ruins are inherently dangerous, and there are inexplicable traps everywhere. If you are not careful, even Romon Losov himself may be trapped in a place of death.

The risk of migration is too great!

"We have no more options."

Romon Losov sighed in his heart.

He left the child.

Xiao Yu also looked away from the child and looked at the old witch.

Under this look.

Xiao Yu was stunned immediately, and found that the entire head of the old witch was filled with black strange substances.

There were countless black thin lines on his body, connected to something unknown in the depths of the sewer.

This reminded Xiao Yu of knowledge content such as puppets and puppetry.

Romon Losov went straight away.

When he arrived in front of the patriarch wearing a gray-black cloth robe, Romon Losov suddenly stopped and saw an ancient woman who was crying in pain lying in the patriarch's arms.

If this woman ignores the cyan skin and mouth full of black teeth, her soft facial features will have the charm of a shareholder Fang Meiren.

This is the wife of the patriarch and a powerful hunter in the tribe.

But now, Romon Losov saw that both legs of the patriarch's wife were gone.

Moreover, the skin on the body is becoming dry and cracked, and black blood is shed.

"The dark ruins around us are getting more and more dangerous."

The patriarch saw Romon Losov and smiled bitterly:

"We lost two excellent partners today."

"..."

"Perhaps, we really need to migrate, otherwise, we will perish."

Romon Losov nodded when he heard this, but excitedly told the news that he had contacted Xiao Yu.

The patriarch lacked interest in this.

It seems that this patriarch is not taking the initiative to worship the ancient gods.

Even some resistance?

However, this expression was heard after Romon Losov said that the connection was so strong that he seemed to be watched by God all the time, even at this moment.

The patriarch's brows twitched slightly, and suddenly he looked at Romon Losov seriously and said:

"Romon Losov, do you remember your parents? How did you grow up?"

Romon Losov was stunned when he heard the words, and shook his head.

He had thought about this question before, but he couldn't remember it. With the harsh environment of the Chaos and Bitter Sea, it is not easy to survive. Where is there time to think about it?

"Romon Losov, I can't remember either."

"I just thought that we were lucky to escape the disaster and then grew up and inherited a group of ancient people who passed on knowledge."

"But the longer you live, the longer you watch."

"I have some doubts."

"Romon Losov...Why haven't we gone extinct?"

"Extinction... Extinction?"

"The harsh living environment, poisonous food and water, curses everywhere."

"Even as we are now, with great luck and hard work, we finally had a tribe with a little improvement, but because of the sudden change in the environment, it instantly fell into a dangerous moment of life and death."

"I just wanted to ask, how can we...how can we not be extinct."

"Perhaps because of the protection of the ancient gods..."

Lomonosov gave an answer he didn't believe in.

"Hehehe, is it the refuge of the gods?"

"I believed it before."

"Until... I saw where we came from."

The patriarch stared at Romon Losov, hesitated for a while and finally said cruelly:

"Twenty years ago, I stumbled into an ancient alchemy workshop."

"I was there and found a portal to an underground building."

"After entering the mana to activate the portal, I walked in and unexpectedly found that I had reached the bottom of the other end of this city ruin."

"That is an area where we have not yet probed the past, but I can confirm this with the help of my perception of the location."

"In the sewers there, there is also a heritage stele."

"It's just that the tribe there, a group of dwarfs, happened to be dead when I arrived."

"I saw with my own eyes a dwarf who leaned on a giant stone monument to survive, and swallowed one last breath under the stimulation of the sarcoma all over his body.

"Dead? Isn't there a vacant heritage site?"

Romonrosov's eyes lit up, as if seeing the future of the tribe:

"Patriarch, even if the heritage is not owned by our ancient people, we can still live there..."

The patriarch looked at Romon Losov’s excited expression and continued with a bitter expression:

"Do you know what I saw next?"

"I saw... After the dwarves died, a layer of mud surged on the ground, swallowing up all their remains."

"Then, more than a dozen large sarcomas were transmitted out of thin air!"

"The sarcoma burst open, and inside are a group of half-old dwarf kids!"

Romon Losov was stunned when he heard this.

He couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his whole body was cold, and his body was shaking badly.

Grievance, fear, anxiety, doubt, and all kinds of negative emotions surround him.

Make him stare at the patriarch.

The clan sighed long and continued:

"I have never had doubts before, but after this time, I began to be full of vigilance and deep doubts about everything around me."

"I can feel that we may be from the beginning..."

"It shouldn't exist anymore."

After listening to these last words, Romon Losov suddenly understood why the patriarch resisted the call of the ancient gods so much.

Because all of this may be the careful arrangement of the black hand behind the chaos and bitter sea.

They called the ancient gods, and some common sense must have been tampered with!

Romon Losov thought of another terrible detail.

From the foreign tribes he has come into contact with in his life.

These tribes seem to be unexpectedly young.

Very few are more than fifteen years old.

Most of the second generation just turned ten years old, and the third generation looks like two or three years old,

The intelligent races in the Chaos and Bitter Sea generally mature prematurely, such as the ancient people. Even if a teenager can go out for food at the age of seven, he is basically mature and capable of reproducing the next generation at the age of eight.

Some extreme races are updated faster.

Xiao Yu silently became a good audience.

I listened more, watched more, thought more, and didn't talk.

After following Romon Losov to learn the big secret of the patriarch.

Xiao Yu followed Romon Losov and wandered around the tribe and saw the monsters that had attacked the tribe.

This is a group of hyenas whose bodies change everywhere, are not beautiful at all, and do not conform to the evolutionary selection of biological instinct.

Their strength is also the level of an extraordinary monster in other parts of the Lilliputian Nation.

It didn't catch Xiao Yu's eyes.

However, Xiao Yu could see it.

The bodies of these hyenas are also full of all kinds of black strange substances.

There is even more chaotic magic energy concentrated in the heart.

This is the method of cultivating chaotic monsters in the Chaos Demon Realm.

Obviously, these monsters were all modulated by the black hands behind the scenes.

I just don’t know if it’s a failure...

"This world... has a problem."

Xiao Yu retracted his gaze from looking over.

A general understanding of the problems faced by Lomonosov.

Xiao Yu realized the difficulty of that continent.

He has a feeling.

Those who claim to be ancient people, in fact, may be the people of the Hill clan, their souls are more like undead than living people, or the kind of undead that is much darker than the Canyon of the Dead.

Every one of them died long ago. I don't know how long they have been dead.

How many times have you died...

It's just that a certain existence keeps resurrecting them, and in that weird and harsh environment, an ecological cycle based on this has spawned.

This is obviously intentional.

Among them, there must be a lot of strangeness!