If the legendary ranger Xiao Lingchen in the Emerald Forest is too far away from everyone, many people estimate that they will never see him in their lifetime.
However, in the city of mercenaries, Zhao Lan of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group is right next to them. Maybe someone will see the Goth boy wandering around the city carrying a sacrificial case today.
Youth, brightness, legend, story.
Those stories about the childhood of legendary figures that only exist in the poems of wandering poets, are they always around them?
This is completely different from the sense of distance given to them by Bai Wang Xiao Lingchen, who has been famous for a long time and is far away from them.
This is the story around them, the story that passes by them every day, the story in the poetry that is happening.
It was as if they were also in this song.
As soon as the news about Shen Yan came out, the entire mercenary tavern became excited.
Someone even slapped his thigh: "This morning I was riding in the same commuter car as Zhao Lan from the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group."
"The sacristan on his back contains exactly that, a golden furnace gun, ranked tenth in the world among guns."
"It must be. Zhao Lan has been carrying this sacred weapon since he was born. It is said to be very powerful."
In the city of mercenaries, this is not a secret, but I didn't expect that the so-called powerful can be to such an extent. He is ranked tenth in the world. Just these few words make people feel like a fire of blood is ignited in their hearts.
Shen Yan is not worried that the news will be exposed and cause trouble to Zhao Lan. The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group is the oldest mercenary group in the Mercenary City. Even though its strength is not as good as before, it is still among the most powerful mercenaries. Among the corps.
In addition, this is a city of mercenaries, so it was originally their base camp.
At least, in this mercenary city, it would be safe for Zhao Lan to walk around with a gun, unless he wanted to start an all-out war with the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group at all costs.
Zhao Kuo also looked at Shen Yan in surprise.
He knew about Zhao Lan's gun, he knew more than anyone else.
That gun was once activated by the ancestors of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, so the name of the summoned heroic spirit was secretly passed down.
Ying Ling, whose name is Lu Junyi, is exactly the same as Shen Yan said.
Regarding the "Abyss Ritual" of the sacred vessel, although some images of the sacred vessel can be seen in sleep, the images are intermittent and there is no sound.
So except for people like Shen Yan who have a very thorough understanding of history and can piece together fragmented pictures into a complete story based on the background of the time, others just had a vague dream.
When I woke up from the dream, the only thing I remembered most clearly was the name of the heroic spirit.
The name of the heroic spirit is very important, as it can help future generations more easily trigger the "Lin Yuan Ritual".
The reason why Zhao Kuo was surprised was that if he remembered correctly, he had never told Shen Yan anything about the gun.
At this time, Kriti's voice came: "The box is yours."
"That's literally the funniest thing I've heard in a while."
Shen Yan concealed his joy and took the box.
Look at this carving, look at every bit of texture, they are all the dust of history.
When I opened the box, there were several black needles inside. They were originally supposed to be silver needles, but they had oxidized for too long and turned black, just like silver jewelry will darken after being worn for a long time.
The mercenary tavern was bustling for a while, and Zhao Kuo looked at Kriti: "Why are you here in the mercenary city?"
Kriti said: "I happened to be passing by. The Mercenary City is known as the most disorderly and chaotic city, so I naturally wanted to come and see it."
Zhao Kuo just looked at Kriti.
This famous traveler is not traveling aimlessly on the earth, he is pursuing the glory of the past.
Anyone who explores or tries to decipher the past will die. To a certain extent, this little old man is the real brave.
Therefore, this little old man has a very scary title, Moving Doom.
It's not that he will bring bad luck to people, but that the place he goes to must have some connection with the old days, and the bad luck already exists in that place.
From Shen Yan's perspective, Kriti should not be called a traveler, but a scholar.
According to the rules of this world, scholars are a high-risk profession that can die very quickly, because scholars can more easily reveal the truth of history than ordinary people.
After being stared at for a while, Kriti sighed: "You know, if I speak out, I'm afraid someone will chase me away."
Although he does not bring bad luck, sometimes he can be the key to unlocking bad luck.
Zhao Kuo frowned. Sometimes, curiosity is more attractive than danger.
Without Zhao Kuo's urging, Kriti lowered his voice and said in a voice that only three people could hear: "I came here because... of the giant ruins high on the mountain."
Shen Yan listened with interest and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "What are the giant ruins on the mountain?"
After asking, I felt that interrupting others was too rude, so I apologized with a smile.
On the other hand, Kriti was very positive, with the cunning and wisdom of the little old man in his eyes, and said:
"All sacred artifacts originate from the excavation of ruins."
"The long-term excavations in the Second and Third Epochs have basically excavated all the relics that humans can see and find."
"The rest are either unknowable or full of dangers that cannot be explored."
"Among these unknown or dangerous ruins, there are three places where some information has been revealed through the research of old documents of unknown ages."
"The first place is the ghost ship on the sea. According to legend, there is such an unmanned ghost ship on the sea. It is filled with sacred artifacts, documents, pollutants, etc. of inestimable value..."
Kriti is indeed a wandering poet and traveler, and his vicissitudes of voice can easily lead people into that sense of mystery.
"The second place is a large moving mausoleum underground. No one even knows its specific name. They only know that this tomb will continue to move underground. No one can predict its location..."
"The third place is the giant ruins on the mountain."
"Legend has it that at the end of the First Age, Source R caused unimaginable chaos among species. Because of some not-so-good habits of humans, the first batch of immortal creatures began to appear. At that time, they were not called Asia. Human races, because their existence is beyond the scope of human beings..."
"Dragon, giant, alien species, phoenix, etc., each of them is comparable to a demigod."
Shen Yan: "..."
Is this a foreigner’s perspective?
History is really strange. When they are not recorded correctly, many strange myth-like stories will be derived. No one can judge whether they are true or false.
Kriti continued: "The giants built cities on high mountains. After they became extinct, they left behind unimaginable wealth."
Shen Yan asked: "Aren't they immortal creatures? How could they become extinct?"
Kriti shook his head: "Perhaps they also like to study the past? That's why these existences comparable to demigods were all extinct in the Second Age."
Kriti continued: "These three ruins are all too far away, and it is impossible to verify whether the news coming out is true or false."
"The giant ruins on the high mountains are the only real ones among the three that can be confirmed."
"It is said that Xiao Lingchen from the Spirit Tribe went there and brought back some old documents."
"It is said that hundreds of years ago, a legendary mercenary from Brahma Emperor City also visited there and confirmed the existence of God from the walls he saw. It was also at that time in Brahma Emperor City that theology began to become popular and occupied the area. leading position."
"The people from the Brahma Emperor City also went to the Spirit Tribe to obtain those old documents. The reason was that only those who were favored by the gods could reach the giant ruins on the top of the mountain. As a result, even the Emerald Forest was destroyed by the Spirit Tribe without even entering the Great Emerald Forest. They were driven away and a lot of jokes were made at that time.”
"The Eldar are simply an art in cursing people. They called the believers in Brahma Emperor City a bunch of pathetic beggars who regard demons as gods. Wow, it almost drove those self-righteous people crazy."
"These things have been some time away from now, but..."
"But recently, for some unknown reason, several old documents have been circulated in various cities. Someone has initially interpreted some information about the giant ruins high on the mountain."
Shen Yan was a little confused: "Other cities, then why did Mr. Criti come to the Mercenary City?"
Kriti should go to those cities in pursuit of old documents.
Kriti stopped talking and looked at Zhao Kuo.
After a while, he smiled wisely and said, "Actually, in addition to the Spirit Clan and Brahma Emperor City, there are also some ancient forces that hide some secrets about the giant ruins on the mountains."
"For example, Mercenary City, the oldest iron-blooded mercenary group, had information about the giant ruins "Gate" thousands of years ago."
"Am I right? Former Commander."
Zhao Kuo glanced at Kriti in surprise. The little old man was indeed very well-informed. That was all a thousand years ago. It is said that the ancestors of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group accidentally entered the giant ruins and brought back information about " door" news.
Zhao Kuo said: "I may disappoint you. The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group may really have information about the "Gate", but no one knows what the "Gate" is, at least it is definitely not a giant ruin leading to the mountains. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have waited until now and would have explored it long ago.”
Danger also represents wealth and power. Mercenaries never lack the courage to explore and take risks, especially a complete ancient ruins. The sacred artifacts, documents, pollutants, etc. that can be produced in it are immeasurable.
Kriti smiled and said ambiguously: "Who knows, maybe the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group didn't tell you all the news, after all..."
After all, Zhao Kuo still has half of the blood of the Deserted City Prophet, so it is not impossible that he has been on guard since childhood. Otherwise, with the full support of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, Zhao Kuo would not have stepped down from the position of commander.
Kriti's purpose in coming to the mercenary city is also obvious. No matter how much information other cities interpret about the giant ruins, they cannot bypass the "door" controlled by the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
Zhao Kuo suddenly asked: "Trying to analyze old documents is a very dangerous thing. Other cities suddenly started to interpret them at the same time, and the interpreted contents were all related to the giant ruins?"
Kriti shrugged: "I'm not a conspirator. I only care about things related to the old days in the giant ruins."
The two talked for a while.
When he walked out of the mercenary tavern, Shen Yan said, "Aren't we going to ask about the aberrations?"
Zhao Kuo: "Let the brothers in the regiment pay attention. In a few days at most, they can help you catch one."
Shen Yan: "..."
Bah, this guy used him as an excuse to come here to meet Kriti.
However, he also got an ancient medicine chest.
…
Uptown area, Jagged Mercenary Group, evening.
Zhao Lan leaned against the window, drowsy, and the golden sunlight shone on him, coating him with a layer of holy light.
At this time, noisy footsteps came here.
Zhao Lan quickly sat up straight, and immediately transformed from a lazy and salty fish state into an elegant aristocrat.
There were quite a few people coming, all from the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
Zhao Lan was about to say hello.
But this group of people passed directly over him, and all their eyes fell on the sacristy box beside him.
Zhao Lan was a little confused, what happened? Look at these people's eyes, the light almost shot out of their eyes for several feet.
