What Mai Fan is most concerned about now is the rain that keeps falling.
It seems that both formations are related to water, but this area where it keeps raining... seems a little strange.
Logically speaking, with such a heavy rainfall, the water accumulation area in the area opposite should be more serious than here.
But now I can only see it with the naked eye. No matter how dense the rain is, the ground over there still remains dry.
Is there anything fishy here?
Regardless of whether there is something fishy or not, you have to go in.
Mai Fan adjusted the bone armor on his body.
Put the bone knife on your shoulder...
Click, click, step directly into the heavy rain.
As soon as we entered the rain curtain...
No... Mai Fan noticed something strange.
The overwhelming rain...the moment it collided with his bones...clinked, turned into sharp needles...and bounced away from the illegal bones.
He lowered his head subconsciously to prevent the tiny needles from falling into his eye sockets.
What is the principle? It turns out that the rain is not rain.
This is really in line with the old saying that even if a knife comes from the sky, it must be penetrated.
Fortunately, I am a bone, so I am not afraid of this thing at all.
Wait, isn't this formation just for bones?
Is this self-protection? Or a trap?
No matter what, Mai Fan was going to explore the way.
Ding ding ding, ding ding ding ding ding~
There was a wonderful sound in the silent rain.
A pair of white bones was slowly walking towards the black depths.
Although this scene is weird, it has an inexplicable beauty.
But not long after the skeleton left, it suddenly stopped.
Hua la la~ Gululu, he actually tore himself apart and buried him in the ground.
It’s no wonder that Mai Fan suddenly pretended to be dead.
Because there were suddenly countless tinkling sounds not far ahead.
It would be okay if it was just this, but this voice was also accompanied by screams.
It is known that the Bone Clan cannot make real sounds unless they transform into human form and become spirits...
Therefore, the voices that appear here are either from the great spirits of the tribe who have achieved enlightenment, or from other tribes that have barged in.
No matter which one it is, it is not something that Mai Fan can deal with now...
His current state is particularly suitable for disguise.
But if he were exposed on the surface, the tinkling sound would be too obvious.
I don’t know what the soil here is made of.
He hid in the soil, and no matter how hard the rain fell, he could not make any sound.
As soon as Mai Fan had buried himself, the noisy team came over.
Mai Fan saw it in the soil pores and confirmed his judgment.
What was rushing along in the heavy rain was a bunch of somewhat complicated spirits.
Judging from the way he is dressed, he should be much wealthier than Big Mouse.
Because most of the monsters in the team have weapons.
The little leader at the head also wore a half-armor in a decent manner, covering his chest slantingly, and he already looked like a soldier.
It's just that these monsters look a little arbitrary, with human heads and monster bodies, and they walk on four legs.
There is also a strong smell on my body, not the stench of not taking a shower, but a worse smell.
If the big rat is here, he will definitely answer: evil spirit!
Mai Fan's perception of demonic energy is also at a keen level.
Just such a group of people, walking hard in such rain, did not forget to carry a sedan.
This sedan has a fully covered roof and is not very big. It seems that only one person can sit inside.
Slender and thin, with a thick layer of red gauze on the outside.
It looks like a wedding sedan that is only carried out when you get married...
And the monsters carrying it screamed and screamed when they were pricked by the pouring needles, but no one dared to throw down the sedan and find a place to hide themselves.
These monsters are really fighting with their own flesh and blood.
There is a mob that is now like a porcupine, with basically no noticeable spots.
What protected them from greater harm was the evil spirit that Mai Fan felt.
Without this to offset the damage, even a demon would be stabbed to death.
Ding ding ding, ding ding dong...
Where are they going? ?
Mai Fan silently remembered the direction they were heading and began to crawl quietly under the soil.
There is no way, there is no road here, but when these monsters walk past, there will be a short depression on the ground.
But as time goes by, it will be flattened again by the repeated rain.
Mai Fan had to seize this short time difference and track this group of people.
He had a hunch that this group of people should have the same destination as him.
Having them guide him would save him a lot of trouble.
In the environment of the Thirteenth Formation, it really provided a lot of cover for Mai Fan.
If he were crawling in the ordinary landscape, he would have been discovered long ago.
But here, he followed intermittently for several days, but the team in front still didn't notice anything.
Until one day, bang, the sedan in front fell down.
Mai Fan, who was lying on the ground, looked outside... Oops! For the first time, decent buildings appeared here.
This is a village, which is actually not right.
This is an altar that was erected at the cost of the collapse of all the houses.
In the center of this altar is a thick and tall pillar that reaches into the sky.
It was surrounded by piles of collapsed wooden houses.
It's the kind of attic with a pointed roof and tall bamboo frames that raise the house to half a floor.
When these wooden attics fell down from all directions, the spire of each room pointed in the direction of the huge pillars.
If you look at it from a high position, it looks like a windmill.
The center is the fulcrum, a circle of leaf fans.
At first glance, these wooden houses are actually just collapsed in a strange position.
The real artifact of this altar is actually the main pillar.
This pillar is impressive at first sight, with many crude symbols carved on it.
On the top of the pillar, facing the four directions of southeast, northwest, were hung a pair of masks carved from bones.
The symbols on the mask were identical to those on the pillars.
Mai Fan couldn't understand it before because it seemed to be a very ancient writing.
But after the diary translated it, Mai Fan immediately understood the function of this altar.
Yu Bo.
This is the altar where ancient totems pray for rain.
As for why human bones are used... it's probably because people who can't survive are urgently seeking medical treatment.
However, this sacrifice failed.
They prayed for the rain they were longing for, but this rain also took away all the people who wanted to live.
Now, the sedan stopped on this weird altar.
The monsters carrying the sedan were trembling, one after another, shivering in the increasingly heavy rain.
The closer we get to the altar, the heavier the rain is.
Even if their demonic energy can save their lives, it can't withstand such consumption.
