Chapter 774
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It was a high ground on the south side of the Forgotten Land's portal. It was located at the edge of the Forgotten Land, and it was also the only high ground in the entire Forgotten Land.
The building on this high ground was a bit like an observatory, but the equipment inside had been abandoned for a long time.
Frost Axe was leading the Dwarven demolition team under his command to demolish the ruins.
Elder Queytoan's eyelids twitched as he watched the group of Dwarves raise their hammers high and easily destroy the wall in front of them with just one strike.
The Forgotten Land used to be the human's base near Assequero, but Queytoan often came here to negotiate with the humans, and this place also carried some of his memories.
Although there were some bad memories, Elder Queytoan could not help but feel a little melancholy when he saw this scene.
"Child of the Forest, do you really have a way to suppress the door in Lord Ridley's body?"
Elder Queytoan could not stop this demolition, so he could only focus on the Black Dragon.
"You should ask your World Tree about this, but it has regained its ability to speak after watching Tom and Jerry. This should be a good sign."
Josiah looked at the Duke Of Black Dragon, who was on the other side.
Elder Enya had become the Black Dragon's nanny, and no matter where it went, Elder Enya would follow.
The Black Dragon's food was also settled, and that was the World Tree's doppelganger.
It was swallowing the seventeenth doppelganger of the World Tree. The World Tree seemed to be determined to use this method to train the Black Dragon's hunting ability.
Queytoan still wanted to ask something, but something seemed to have happened to the Duke Of Black Dragon, so he hurriedly ran over.
Frost Axe, who was commanding the Dwarves to demolish, saw that Elder Queytoan had left, and slowly walked over to Josiah.
"Should we be destroying cultural relics?"
Josiah stood at the edge of the high ground with a camera and took a picture of the Forgotten Land.
After the rock wall that shrouded the top of the Forgotten Land disappeared, the ruins were a little less gloomy, and now looked like a place that had just experienced a war.
"What kind of cultural relic is this kind of building from thousands of years ago? Don't worry, Josiah, we dwarves won't miss anything valuable. "
Frost Axe's last sentence sounded like something a Gnome would say. Although the Dwarven demolition team brought by Frost Axe was a little rough, they had moved out all the valuable items from the building and placed them on the ground.
"Sorry to trouble you."
Josiah didn't pay Frostaxe any commission this time. These Dwarves were doing voluntary labor.
In contrast, Count Kirrlutz of the Iron Nation had already returned to Noland to calculate how much money it would cost to restore the scene of "Beauty and the Devil".
"This trivial matter can be considered our drunken pastime."
Frost Axe waved his hand carelessly. The Dwarves were indeed holding a wine glass in one hand and a hammer in the other. From time to time, they would take a sip from their mouths.
"What's that little thing sitting there?"
As Frost Axe commanded his clansmen to carry out the demolition, his attention was also focused on a petite figure on the other side of the high ground.
"A Dragon."
Josiah didn't hide the true identity of the Duke Of Black Dragon from Frost Axe. The old Dwarf Patriarch had vaguely sensed the threat posed by the Duke Of Black Dragon.
"The guardian of the long-eared tree?"
Elder Frost Axe and the High Elf in black were old friends, so he also had a certain amount of research on the Elves.
"Well, it's just that it was corroded by the Grey Fog and recuperated in the Underworld for a long time. It may not remember anything now."
"What is this Grey Fog? I see people on the Magic Net always talking about it. I can't read the book" Diary of the Heretic Inquisitor "at all." Frost Axe asked.
"It's a bit similar to the plague. The plague destroys the body of life. The Grey Fog corrodes more of the personality and consciousness of life and the soul. After saying so much … it's actually a dangerous plague."
Josiah summarized the information he had collected during his contact with the Grey Fog, including the characteristics of the Grey Fog.
"It's the plague? I heard from Gissolio that the source of the Grey Fog is something terrifying … "
The 'Gissolio' mentioned by Frost Axe was the name of the Blue Cloak. The Blue Cloak and the Grey Cloak had first explored the underground of Noland for a period of time.
"It may be a kind of existence similar to God. The Inquisitors committed so many evil deeds to summon that thing to our world …"
"My race doesn't believe in God when it comes to our generation." Frost Axe turned out to be an atheist, but the expression on his face was very solemn. "But that thing is really terrifying."
"You … have seen it?"
Josiah heard Frost Axe's tone as if he had been through it.
"If I had seen that thing, I wouldn't be here holding a wine glass, and I wouldn't be playing Hearthstone," Frost Axe muttered in a low voice. Frost Axe muttered in a low voice before continuing, "Our tribe has been exploring the underground ruins of the Norland Continent for generations. The things in the ruins aren't things that humans can create at their current stage. There are also some Magitek Dolls that even our best craftsmen can't create."
"I've heard of the ruins of that ancient civilization."
Josiah had heard of the ruins of Noland when he entered Noland. This was also the reason why Noland was so prosperous.
Today, the teleportation circle in the center of Noland used the technology of the ruins. This was also one of the few relics that the Sages had deciphered. The international teleportation circle made the communication between the countries of the world and Noland more frequent.
Gradually, the city of Noland became the center of the world's civilization.
"Now that I think about it, the civilization in the ruins may have been sunk by the Grey Fog." Frost Axe took a sip of wheat wine and said, "But our race has been digging in the ruins for almost a hundred years, but we haven't dug out anything good."
Josiah had heard this speculation from the Sages a long time ago, so he was not surprised.
Instead, Josiah was a little worried that this group of dwarves would collapse the whole of Noland.
"There's one more thing!"
Frost Axe had drunk more than a dozen glasses of wheat wine in a row. The alcohol content of this thing was much higher than ordinary wheat wine.
No matter how good this dwarf's alcohol tolerance was, he was probably in a drunken state now.
"We've met some strange people in the ruins in the past few years. There are also signs that the food stored in the mines has been stolen."
"You're saying … there might be natives in those ruins?"
Josiah recalled an incident that happened a year ago. At that time, Josiah met a human in Squirrel Street with blue inscriptions all over his body. After defeating the human, Josiah obtained a strange stone slab.
The stone slab was a bit like a phone, but no matter how much Josiah pressed it, there was no other response. After that, Josiah gradually forgot about it.
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