The next day, the fully prepared team headed to Blountal Village, Milor's home.
The good weather for several days has made the turnip seedlings in the fields grow well. It seems that the camp and the village should be able to easily survive this winter of food shortage.
I saw the sausages drying in the autumn wind in the village, and the wisps of smoke drifting away from the bacon. Milor happily said that everyone has started to prepare for the harvest festival. Hearing that there was a festival, Mo Bei was also looking forward to it.
The Harvest Festival is the most grand and favorite festival for people here. On the contrary, it was a religious festival that the Holy See attached great importance to, and it has gradually been forgotten by people.
Although people occasionally and habitually talk about God, they don’t seem to expect what the so-called God can do for them.
Milor naturally did not mention those life and death moments in his experience in front of his parents. Instead, he proudly took out the spear and showed it to his father, which rarely revealed the girl's charming side.
Mo Bei glanced at Perona and saw the envy hidden in her eyes, but he could only sigh in his heart.
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Stepping onto the cold plain again, there were actually tiny ice crystals floating in the sky, but they disappeared soon after they landed on the ground.
The destination of the three people's experience this time is the teleportation station located at the junction of the Cold Plains and the Stone Wilderness. Going from here is actually much farther than returning to the camp, which shows the vastness of the Cold Plains.
Mo Bei, who is accustomed to all kinds of transportation, used to wonder what it was like for those traveling on foot to travel thousands of kilometers, but he didn't expect that he would experience it in this world, and it was still in death mode.
From a distance, I saw five little fallen devils standing in a loose line, looking around as they walked. It looked like they were out looking for food.
"That Sinking Devil seems to be carrying something on its back." Milor, who has excellent eyesight, pointed at a small Sinking Devil and said.
Mo Bei squinted and looked, and sure enough, he seemed to be dragging a cloth bag on the ground. This is a bit strange, and the three of them are going to see what happens now.
The confidence of the little fallen demons before a battle is always extremely strong. I saw only three people coming, and if I didn’t say anything, I must capture them. He rushed forward with his weapon raised.
One of the Sinking Demons froze when it thought it was running, and wondered why it was the only one left. Then its head was beaten into pieces by an ice bullet.
Mo Bei picked up the dusty cloth bag. It was heavy and contained many books and scrolls. After flipping through it, the content was so diverse that it made me dizzy.
I saw a scroll lying on the ground in the distance, rolling slowly in the wind. It seems that the little Sinking Demon fell out while being dragged along. I don’t know if there is any use in picking it up and giving it to the old mages.
As soon as Mo Bei picked up the scroll, he saw a gray figure appearing in the mist ahead, the same color as the bag in his hand.
Could that be the owner of this bag? At this time, the two people looked at each other from a distance, and they were both a little stunned.
As they got closer to each other, Mo Bei saw clearly that he was a skinny old man. He looked a bit slovenly in a gray robe. He had some scrolls under his arm, which he seemed to have picked up along the way.
"Young man! Did you take my book bag?" The old man asked Mo Bei in a distant voice, old and hoarse, but still a little angry.
"It's not me! I snatched this back from the Sinking Demon!"
"Hehehe, they are indeed those damn little devils." It seemed that the old man was just joking.
"Thank you for helping me get my book bag back!"
"Grandpa Kane! Why are you here?" Milor actually knew Kane.
And Kane looked at Perona with even more care and even surprise. Needless to say, I probably grew up watching Perona in the Mages Guild.
Mo Bei was half puzzled and half surprised. He didn't expect to meet Deckard Kane here.
"How did this book bag of yours fall into the hands of the Sinking Demon?" Mo Bei asked as he handed the bag to Kane.
"I was looking for some things around here. I just went into the woods. To make it easier, I hung the bag on a tree to avoid getting dirty. Who knew it would be gone when I came out," Kane said with a bitter smile.
"Why don't you put it in your inventory?" Mo Bei didn't believe that this old man who had been walking alone in the wilderness all year round was an ordinary person.
"It can't fit in anymore! Alas..."
Mo Beixin said that it's no wonder I haven't seen you back at the camp for so long. Your feelings have carried the whole family with you. I thought your old man was still locked up in Tristram. . .
"What did you say you were looking for near here?" Mo Bei asked.
"I have been looking for the reason why Diablo sealed Tristram with space magic, but it seems that the answer can only be found by re-entering there."
"Not long ago, I discovered in some documents that my ancestors, the Horadrim, set up a teleportation channel to Tristram for convenience. It seems to be in this mountain range." Kane looked up , seemed to want to see the distant mountains through the fog, and sighed.
"Maybe that teleportation circle can also allow us to enter Tristram,"
"Speaking of clues... The Mage Guild should have made a lot of discoveries recently." Mo Bei informed Kane about the documents left behind by the Three Gods Religion.
Kane's old eyes shone brighter and brighter as he listened, and he immediately decided to go back and have a look.
"Well... I have something to ask you." Kane said while holding the teleportation scroll, looking a little embarrassed.
"Please tell me! I will try my best if I can!"
"Please don't tell anyone about my return to the camp." As he spoke, Kane took out a cloak to cover his face in shadow, and also surrounded his gray beard.
"Um...can I ask why?"
"Because as soon as I show up in the camp, they will line up to come to me to identify the equipment. Especially in the past two years, there have been three little barbarians in the camp. They always come to me in the middle of the night. I am old. ... I don't sleep well. When I wake up, I can only open my eyes and wait for dawn. Alas..."
This made Mo Bei want to cry. It was so pitiful. . . And how come those three barbarians sounded so much like the three bad cowards that I had written down in my little notebook.
Watch Kane disappear into the portal. Mo Bei wiped the corners of his eyes. Continue your own experience.
A few days later, when Mo Bei saw the rolling mountains in the distance and the location of the teleportation array marked on the map, he finally understood why the camp spent so much manpower and material resources maintaining a teleportation station here.
It’s really too far!
As they approached the teleportation station, they began to encounter frequent scout teams.
These scout teams formed a patrol network around the teleportation station, and each team needed to connect with other teams at a specific location at an agreed time. In this way, the information was gathered together and passed back to the camp.
While these teams perform a variety of duties, they also practice in a more conservative manner. After their strength increases, they may be sent to perform missions in more dangerous areas.
Speaking of which, these Rogge guards uniformly dispatched by Kasha bear greater pressure in this area than the freely moving adventure team.
As the adventurers continue to grow, they enter a restricted area of humanity. The challenges they have to face are even beyond their imagination. It is everyone who tries their best to fight against the forces of hell that can win a corner of living space for mankind.
Mo Bei looked around in the rugged hillside and found nothing like a teleportation station. But he saw several Rogge guards flashing out from behind the rocks.
"This is your first adventurer to come to the teleportation station? Can I see your badges?" A guard greeted the three of them.
Mo Bei quickly took out the small name tag that Kasha had thrown to him. This was the first time he used it after getting it.
The inspection badge is not a very strict protection method, but it can also prevent the Tritheists from infiltrating the camp on a large scale.
Under the guidance of the guards, the three entered the cave where the magic circle was hidden, and saw the teleportation magic circle in the belly of the mountain. The cave is quite large and contains a lot of supplies. At this time, there are still some guards and adventurers taking a rest.
Mo Bei nodded to the people who looked at him, but when he didn't see anyone he knew, he found a place to sit down and rest. With more than half of the food and equipment remaining, it seemed that there was no need to return to the camp for the time being.
Along the way to the teleportation array, the three of them naturally killed a large number of monsters. Now we are not far from reaching level 7. Milor also put on a pair of gold leather gloves.
Elf's Grip
leather gloves
Defense: 5
Durability: 12 out of 12
Required Level: 3
+18 attack accuracy
+25% enhanced defense
+2 Agility
Restore equipment durability 1 within one day
"We found an eagle magic bead, but we don't have a mage in our team. Do you need any? I'll just replace it." Suddenly a loud barbarian's voice echoed in the cave.
At this time, there were four adventure teams in the cave alone, as well as two teams of scouts. This barbarian team may not have any intention of returning to the camp, so they might as well try here to see if they can get equipment suitable for the team. This is very common among adventuring parties.
"Let me see, let me see." As soon as he said this, two mages immediately came over.
Bat Eagle's Orb
One-handed damage: 2-5
Durability: 20 out of 20
Required Level: 4
(Mage only)
Staff Level - Fast Attack Speed
%4 mana stolen on hit
+2 to ice armor
+1 to charged bombs
The mana stolen on hit is based on the damage dealt, and must be a physical attack.
For example, if you use this Eagle Magic Orb to knock out monsters, 4 points of mana will be returned after 100 points of damage. But how can the mages use this Balabala magic wand to deal 100 points of damage?
But the advantage of a one-handed staff is that it can be used together with a shield to increase the mage's defensive capabilities.
One of the mages was moved, and immediately called his teammates to come over and start looking for things. After some discussion, I finally exchanged a two-handed machete with good attributes for the Eagle Orb.
Taking the Eagle's Magic Bead, the temperament of this young mage man suddenly became very girlish. He himself was really happy, holding it in his hand and waving it around.
Mo Bei was afraid that he would really transform into a demon, so he quickly turned his head and closed his eyes. Concentrate on wiping down your equipment.
