Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 216 The Vanishing Village

"Hush, listen!" The short man's expression suddenly changed.

Everyone quieted down, only to see some mud mixed with white sand trembling slightly under their feet, and there were faint rustling sounds coming from the ground...

"Eat the gray garlic!" the short man swallowed, and urged with a solemn expression.

Neither Asharuya nor her two attendants hesitated, and ate the unspeakable gray garlic in one bite.

At this moment, a white bone claw rose from the ground in a piece of land ahead, and the bone claw deeply scratched into the soil, supporting the others to crawl out from the ground.

Not long after, a rotting corpse covered with white maggots protruded, with empty eyeballs and drooping jaw...

Perhaps it was because everyone ate the gray garlic in time. There were not many undead creatures crawling out of the ground in this area. They wandered around unconsciously, looking for the fleeting breath of living people.

Among them, an undead creature coincidentally walked towards Asharuya. For a moment, the pupils of her two entourages condensed slightly, and Asharuya raised her hand to stop it when she was about to solve it.

Sure enough, when the half-dead, half-skeleton undead creature got close to a certain distance, it changed its walking direction and gradually drifted away.

"Let's get out of here quickly. This is probably the cemetery of an ancient minister. It's okay to say that there are only ordinary skeletons. We can handle it. But if the ancient minister buried in the tomb was a powerful mage before his death, after death Turned into a high-level undead, we will die."

The short man looked at the seven or eight raised small stone tombs around him, and urged in a somewhat anxious tone.

Shuttle among the wandering undead, Asharuya seemed to have noticed something unusual, and it was rare to speak. The voice was ethereal like a clear spring, and there was no emotion in the tone, giving people a sense of mistyness that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Is the death energy here always so strong?"

Hearing Asharuya's inquiry, the short man had a flattered expression, and quickly replied: "It wasn't like this before, since Shawang River fell into riots for some reason, the death here is many times stronger than before. There are rumors in the industry that a new undead is coming. If the supreme ruler of the undead empire changes hands, it is indeed possible for this situation to occur."

"Supreme ruler?" Asharuya whispered.

"No one has seen its true face, but everyone knows that it exists... Everyone calls it the king, and it is said that it was transformed after the death of the king of the Tang Dynasty." Express herself in front of Asha Ruiya.

"How long has it been since your Tang Dynasty?" Asha Ruiya continued to ask.

"Us?" The short man was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized, "Probably more than 1000 years!"

"The king of the millennium..." Asha Ruiya murmured softly.

What is the supreme ruler, what is the transformation of the king of the Tang Dynasty, what is the king of the millennium, it is not, but the ruler who created this undead empire is about to recover. .

Qin Shaoqing was listening to the conversation between the two, and his thoughts gradually drifted away. He naturally knew the reason for the Shawanghe riot, but unfortunately at that time, he went to the Ruins of Suzaku because of Xingyu Tianshu, and used the power of templates for it , and when he came out from the Suzaku ruins, Sha Yuan had already escaped.

Although Asharuya didn't ask any questions, the short man was still talking there: "The older the undead, the more terrifying it is, God knows the accumulation of dead energy for thousands of years..."

While talking, the short man found that his topic did not arouse Asharuya's interest at all, and his voice gradually became quieter. The atmosphere of the team fell into silence again, only the occasional low roar echoed around.

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Along the way, none of the undead encountered did anything to them, and the effect of gray garlic is really good.

"Since we have such a good way to ward off evil spirits, those undead creatures don't seem to be as scary as imagined?" A bearded follower of Asharuya said.

The short man smiled and patted the strong man's shoulder:

"Gray garlic is even rarer than gold. It cannot be cultivated artificially. Most of them grow in the places where the dead gather and feed on dead bodies. Only people in dangerous villages know how to collect them, and the annual output is limited. If it weren't for my brother who owns The blood of half of the villagers living in danger, how can I get you such a good thing!"

After being praised, the strong man smiled honestly, and took a peek at Asharuya.

"Yangyang Village is just ahead, and the night is still very long. Let's go to the village to take a short rest." The short man pointed to the front and said.

"The village has village rules, and you must abide by them if you want to enter the village." The strong man reminded.

The crowd readily agreed.

However, when they came to the hillside and looked down, there were no dangerous villages, but some were just a pile of logs.

"Are you kidding us?" The bearded entourage's tone was somewhat angry.

"I... I don't know what's going on." The short man stammered, looking at the strong man.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then ran down the slope like crazy, regardless of the wandering undead around him.

"This is the location of Yangyang Village on the map!" The short man took out the map and signaled that he was not lying.

"Where did the village go?"

"I don't know, unless..."

The short man didn't continue, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.

After a moment of silence, the group of people walked down the slope. After getting closer, they found that there were obvious signs of burning in this place. The scorched charcoal was all over the ground, and a layer of black mist was blown up by the wind.

"There are no corpses, there are traces of burning, and I don't know what happened here." The bearded entourage said to Astraea.

"So what should we do now?" another follower asked.

"I can only go to the next village, if the next village is still like this..." Asha Ruiya said.

The short man echoed that, as for Qin Shaoqing, of course he would not have any opinions. With his current strength, he could be called top-notch on the frontal battlefield of the ancient capital catastrophe in the original book. Walking doesn't make any difference.

The short man comforted the strong man a few words, he was still reasonable, and continued to lead everyone after calming down.

But the short man then told everyone a bad news. It was two days away from Hua Village, and the gray garlic in his hand could not support them all the way.

"It's a waste of time, just lead the way." The bearded follower said.

"Don't be reckless." Asharuya glanced at the short man and gave a solution, "...don't rush to use gray garlic in the second half of the night, and eat it when you encounter undead groups that you can't deal with."

(End of this chapter)