through the dark road

Chapter 520 Cui Fanke

A convoy of several carts was driven slowly on a road in the field under the pull of the earth mule, and finally stopped at the junction of Melrose Village and two nearby villages.

These carts are not loaded with harvested crops, but all kinds of farm tools, including sickles, rakes, plows and picks, and they all look brand new.

Different from the traditional self-made agricultural tools in the hands of the villagers, the guys on the cart not only look much more well-made, but also have a lighter and more reasonable structure, which attracted many villagers to watch along the way.

And at the intersection where the convoy stopped, many people wearing rainproof linoleum jackets were waiting here early, as if they had been notified long ago.

These are quite prestigious elders in various villages. They are usually responsible for some public affairs in the village. They are waiting here at this moment, preparing to receive and distribute the newly built farm tools.

In fact, there have been rumors recently that a new workshop has been built in the Rogge camp, and various new farm tools are manufactured day after day.And the vast majority of these villagers have only seen the things made by that workshop for the first time until now, and they seem to be both novel and looking forward to it, and they are also a little dazed in the face of change.

Before that, many people still stubbornly believed that the tools made by themselves were the most convenient, but when they really saw these new farm tools distributed free of charge, they still called them really sweet.

At present, the most important tool they have at hand, and it can be said that the tool with the highest technical content is the plow for turning the ground. of stability.

It's just that plows that look like four-wheel vehicles are very inconvenient to steer, and their complicated structure makes them more prone to failure and damage.

On the other hand, the plows unloaded from the cart are simply riveted with a few hardwood and metal plowshares, but in the hands of the demonstrator, they shuttle back and forth in the field like fish that can escape from the earth, setting off a wave of plows. A row of earth waves and the exclamation of the villagers.

There is also a rotary cultivator driven by wheels, which can be dragged back and forth several times in the plowed field to break up all the large soil clods and residual roots. The job is several times faster.

Tim was also in the crowd, thinking about how happy spring plowing will be in the coming year after receiving these farm tools, he also had a look of joy on his face.

But then, a name in the mouth of the person in charge of distributing farm tools made him fall into deep thought.

Is it a coincidence?

That is Grand Duke Lugoin. . . .Why is it the same name as the kid Akali brought back?
Out of Rogue's camp, young man?

They also like to tinker with some weird things. . .

The man said that he was very energetic, but Tim became more and more certain that the person who designed these farm tools should be Mo Bei who didn't run away!For a while, I was a little dazed by this somewhat absurd fact, and I didn't even know whether to be happy or worried.

Why didn't that girl Akali tell them?
But after thinking about it, he was relieved.If you really know this level of identity, you will be a little cautious when getting along.

However, I really can't see it at all. . .

This looks just like that silly boy Alvin from the next village. . .To have such an astonishing identity.

Mo Bei, who was tens of thousands of miles away, suddenly had a strange negative emotion towards Alvin for no reason, but it was fleeting, which made him feel a little inexplicable.

As soon as they returned to the harbor, they arrived at the ruins of Kurast through the teleportation circle, and had already set foot on the uppermost area of ​​the ruins, the former holy city of Trivank.

Just as it looks from the outside, the entire deserted city is shrouded in a dark mist, and all the colors here seem to be a bit pale, even the people and things that just entered it are no exception, making people Mo Bei felt as if his eyes had an extra filter.

However, in fact, this is far from just a visual illusion. After entering Trevank, the six of them discovered that all their senses were influenced by Mephisto, the King of Hatred.

This is also the main purpose of their coming here, to experience the difference between the three primordial demon gods and other demon kings.

When they were in the underground tomb of the Kanduras Monastery, their most intuitive feeling was the pain from consciousness, as if even the air they breathed became extremely bitter, and they needed to mentally resist that inexplicable pain all the time. erosion.

Compared with the negative effects brought by Andariel, the biting coldness in Duriel's lair acts on the body more directly, and even the pain when attacked will be doubled, which is entirely for the sake of A ferocious worm that exists to kill and torture.

The illusion of Belial, the king of lies, may be regarded as an alternative, which can lay down a deadly killing situation without knowing it, but it is hard to say that it is its most threatening method, because what they feel right now is nothing but the unreasonable hatred that keeps emerging In addition, the body is also under the influence of evil forces.

They were no strangers to the burning eyes and skin, the slow loss of life.When this evil power is strong enough, it will cause corrosion to all life forms just like the black mist released from the wreckage of Mephisto.

Although the body's recovery ability is enough to offset this kind of damage, this place is still not a place for them to stay for a long time, let alone those adventurers who have not drank the life mixture, fighting fiercely in this environment, the pressure can be imagined And know.

From this point of view, it is indeed understandable that many teams regard killing the Mephisto projection as an impossible challenge.Just being unable to stay here for a long time is an extremely strict restriction.

The six of them walked cautiously and quickly towards the core of Cui Fanke along the wide and straight path. Every building here is amazing enough, giving people a kind of shock that cannot be done by manpower.

Take this ten-foot-wide bluestone trail that six people stepped on as an example. Although it is a bit dilapidated, it can still be seen that each piece of bluestone is polished to an extremely regular level, and the joints are as thin as a hair. It is not an exaggeration to cut it, let alone those huge superstructures.

This made them all begin to doubt the records in the history books. It only took one year from the beginning to the completion of this magnificent and indescribably fortified city, which is impossible no matter how you look at it.

Sharina was convinced of this, Cui Fanke was already completed when she was born, and she did not witness the construction process with her own eyes, but after all, it was only a few decades ago, and the records and rumors of such a major event are very complete.

"Relying on the strength of ordinary believers alone, it is impossible to erect such a huge and towering dome, but at that time, countless powerful people joined in the construction with their own hands, in order to create a miracle to highlight a glorious era .In retrospect, how smug it was..."

Salina, who revisited the old place, had a self-deprecating look on her lips, and looked at those magnificent temples, as if she was looking at abandoned tombs.

At that time, who would have thought that this great monument built on the prison of hatred would become a hotbed for Mephisto to re-absorb his strength.

Mo Bei listened to Sarina's narration, but complained silently in his heart.

You don't consider Feng Shui at all when you build a house. . .

A straight road faces the gate of the central temple, without any cover or turns. Isn't this just a spear pointing at the door!

Looking at the site selection and the overall layout, it seems that there are not small problems.

There is a big evil being imprisoned inside itself, and it is strange that it is so careless to build a house, and it doesn't make trouble. . .

(End of this chapter)